Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Guardians of Ga'Hoole Kathryn Lasky does.

On an island, far away from the owl kingdoms, a barn owl was regaining conscious on the sandy beach.

"Ugh, what happened?" The owl mumbled as he stood up, he took in his surroundings and clearly did not know anything of his location. He looked out at the sea and began to stare out into the distance of the sunset. "Where am I?"

He took a step forward but groaned in pain and instantly stopped. He looked at his back where the pain had come from and gasped. He had a scar lining straight through his backbone. It looked like it was recent, but the owl seemed to remember what had happened.

"I… how? I was killed by that great gray! How could I have survived a slash through my back! I felt it break myself… so how…?

He shook his head and decided to head on into the forest of the island to search for food and anyone who could tell him where he was. He had not seen any food what so ever, no voles, no rats, no rabbit, and if he didn't see them he would have been able to hear them. He was left starving on an island he knew nothing about!

He landed on a branch of a tree and took a moment to breath. He was completely confused; no food, no owls, nothing! Where in Glaux name was he-

Just at that moment, he saw another barn owl land on a branch a few wingspans in front of him. The other barn owl obviously had no idea of his presence. The first barn owl flew up a branch and decided to ask.

"Excuse me, sir, but do you happen to know where we are?" He asked curiously. The other barn owl jumped at first but then began to turn around.

"No, actually, and who might you b-" He froze still in shock as he saw the one who had spoken to him, as did the first one, who was the first one to speak out of the shock.

"Uglamore?"

"Y- Your- your pureness? " Uglamore said as the two locked eyes with each other. Uglamore suddenly got into a battle stance and glared furiously at Kludd. "Even though I thought you were dead, I will never serve you! It was wrong of me to join the Pure Ones! So now I will send you back to Hagsmire where you belong!"

"Wait! Uglamore!"

It was too late. Uglamore charged into Kludd while he was taking off. They were instantly locked talon-to-talon. They spun around in the air until Kludd was slammed into a tree. Uglamore raised a talon to strike but Kludd kicked him in the chest, causing them both to fall to the ground. Kludd was the first to get up shortly followed by Uglamore, who was about to charge again.

"Why are you fighting me Uglamore?" Kludd yelled at him.

"I know that you're up to this! Your tricks won't fool me, your pureness!" He glared dangerously at Kludd. However, he was slightly confused; since when did he address him as just plain "Uglamore"? Why was he fighting weaker than usual? And how come his tone seemed to have changed? Something was up though, he could feel it.

"What are you talking about? I was in command of the Pure Ones, yes, but I feel different somehow, the last thing I remember is that great gray killing me and then-" He blinked in realization, as did Uglamore. "Then does that mean that…?"

"Ahem."

The two barn owls jumped in surprise and looked on a branch above them to see a rather dark snowy owl and a spotted owl. They looked down at them and blinked.

"What are you doing on the ground?" The snowy asked. The former Pure Ones blinked and realized that they must have not heard their conversation. They looked at each other, shrugged, and joined them on the branch.

"Well, we, er, just an accident." Uglamore answered for them. The snowy was indeed had a black shade around her body, making her odd for a snowy owl, but somehow Kludd seemed to recognize her. The spotted owl, looked like he was very young; most likely in his teens. The snowy churred and shook her head.

"Never mind, now who are you?"

"Kludd."

"Uglamore."

"Cl- Claymore." The spotted owl said. "My name's Claymore. Just Clay, for short."

Kludd and Uglamore nodded and turned to the Snowy.

"And you are…?" Kludd said.

"I'm the Rouge Smith of Silverveil. I prefer to keep my name to myself." She answered. She blinked when she turned to Kludd; she seemed to recognize him as well. "Have… Have we met before?"

"You seem, kind of, familiar, but I can't remember." He sighed, wondering where she had seen her before. Somewhere back before Nyra got her scar?

He froze. Nyra, he thought. Where was she? What had happened to her? Was she somewhere on the island, too? He shook the thought off and, speaking of "Where", he remembered that he needed to know where they were. Since the rouge smith was the one from Silverveil, did that mean they were in Silverveil?

"Um, so, I'm guessing we're in Silverveil, then? We don't really know where we are, actually." Kludd asked.

"We were going to ask you the same thing." The Rouge Smith of Silverveil answered. "It is strange because I think I died because I remember being pushed into my own forge."

"All I remember is my younger brother and I chasing a friend of ours because of something in a blizzard and I crashed into the snow." Clay stated, noting that it seemed similar.

"What!" Uglamore shouted out. "I remember dying by a sick dire wolf to save the kings life!"

"And I died because a great gray that slashed my backbone and killed by my brother!"

They all blinked. They were all owls who remembered dying, then ending up here. So that could only mean one thing:

"We're… We're dead then?" Kludd asked to no one in particular. But however, he got an answer from a deep, unknown voice.

"No, you're very much alive."

The four owls jumped. They looked around for the owner of the voice until they came upon a branch of a tree higher than them. This owl looked very different than what they had mostly seen. This owl was bigger than any of them, he had a white face, blackish-gray running and white dots running all over his body except for his face, and what really caught their attention were his eyes, they were a deadly looking fiery orange. The owl flew down on a branch in front of them, and spoke on.

"You were all dead once, yes, but I have brought you back to life; you are all owls who died either in an accident, or by the talon of another owl. You have all earned a second chance to live under my protection to help change the future of many owls. Several evils in the owl kingdoms are lurking around that will bring harm to the lives of many owls and more. You have been selected by Glaux himself to help me with this task."

They all were staring at him for a few seconds, until the rouge smith broke the silence.

"And who are you?"

"Oh, forgive me. I am Zarko, Northern Hawk Owl, Surnia Ululam. I serve Glaux and fight for all of living kind to keep balance in the world and give everybody they're freedom from the light."

"'The light?'" Kludd blurted out. "You mean… you serve Glaux himself? As in, actually talking to him and carrying out his tasks he gives you?"

Zarko nodded.

"So, you have brought us here to help for the same cause?" The rouge smith asked.

Zarko nodded.

"Well," Uglamore said, grabbing their attention. "For a question that is necessary, where are we?"

"You are somewhere far away from the owl kingdoms. Somewhere no one knows about."

"A bit more specific than that, please."

"We are on an island that has not been marked on any maps that have ever existed in the owl kingdoms an island where I live and no one else has, where you will be staying for awhile." He nodded at his answer, and then flew a branch back. "I live this way. Come on now; I got some rat roasting and I can tell that you're all starving."

With that, he flew off. They other owls flew after him. But at the moment, there was just one question running through their heads; what have they gotten into?

Annnd, done! I posted this a little earlier than I planned so I could get an idea of how many reviews this gets and how often I should update this, how long I should make the chapters, and what people will think of this. So please R&R!