Authors Notes: Ok, so yet again I've started another story, but it's one I quickly came up with. I confess, I'm not very well experienced with fantasy stories. This is more of an introduction, but I want to post this as a short chapter. I hope it's enjoyable anyway.

Rubbing my weary eyes, I opened them with a blurred vision. As soon as my sight had adjusted, I knew for sure I wasn't somewhere familiar. I looked around as I sat up; there was a hand on my knee. Screaming I jolted onto my feet to find the all too familiar face looking at me.

"Skye!" I screamed, scrambling backwards as far away as I could, quickly banging my back into the wall away from him. "W…where am I? Why am I here?"

"Don't worry beautiful, you're in my domain, safe from the rest of the world," Skye chuckled, pushing a loose strand of his glimmering silver hair. It was almost like his signature move. "Why you are here, I cannot say. It will take the mystique out of our relationship."

"What relationship? You kidnapped me as I was walking home from my shopping trip, how can there be a relationship for goodness sake!" I complained, pounding the wooden floor with my bare fists, ignoring the stinging as my frustrated hazel eyes stared into Skye's seemingly amused green ones. "Wait a second, 'mystique out of our relationship', it's just your little catch phrase, it means nothing."

"You don't seem to remember exactly why I stole you from the valley do you?" Skye laughed covering his mouth with his hand. "Don't you remember your promise, the bet?"

I then remembered. I can't believe I forgot. Losing my breath, I continued to pound the floor with all my fifteen-year-old might. I can't believe I lost that bet, it was such a simple victory to gain, but I lost anyway.

'If you can find a man to confess their love for you by the end of the week, then I'll leave you alone, but if you don't, then you're mine for eternity,' Skye's voice ran through my head, the aching it caused was sure to make my skull split in half.

"I can't believe it… but…" I sighed, pounding the floor once more as my mind triggered a thought. "I'm such an idiot; you knew all along no man would openly confess! You tricked me!"

"I didn't trick you, I tried to warn you, but you ran off in fits of laughter that I didn't get to. Is it not obvious that no man could openly confess to a woman who is so beautiful, even though she's so approachable? I know you're a very intelligent girl, but even though you're easy to talk to, for a man to say they love you, it's like telling a camel to live in the North Pole," Skye grinned. Making me turn to the wall behind me and punch it with all the irritated fury that was ready to burst out of me like steam in a kettle.

"I was so eager to win, I had the perfect plan, but work got in the way. Well, work always comes first. A thief's challenge is never first priority," I stammered, turning around on the heel of my feet, I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms against my torso. "So? What do you plan to do with me? You may have me captive, but I'm still a free woman. …I-It's such a shame I'm stuck here too… I-I was supposed to be going to Mineral Town with Celia to meet the new farmer there… I hope they don't get mad at me for this… Phantom Skye…"

"Ah, so the confident fighting woman realises her limits I see?" Skye smirked, making my heart pound violently. He's lucky I'm tolerant.

"I know my limits all too well, don't you dare question me! I don't care that I've been kidnapped, what I do care about is that I've let my friends down because you want me all to yourself!" I protested, banging both fists against the wall I was leaning on, and then quickly holding them against my chest as the stinging finally caught my attention. "What use do you have with ME anyway; I'm just a girl, nothing more and nothing less."

"You don't realise who you really are, or what's really inside you?" Skye laughed, making my headache furiously. "You don't even realise your arrogance is a mask do you?"

"What the hell is that meant to mean?" I stubbornly questioned as I crossed my arms across my chest again, then leaning my left foot against the wall to balance myself.

"Do you believe in fairy tales?" he questioned with a smirk on his face.

'What's that got to do with anything?' I thought to myself, my eyes widening at the strange question, then narrowing stubbornly again as I pushed the questioned aside. "Not really, no, I'm fifteen years old, not six."

"Well then, you might want to start believing again," Skye laughed in a taunting fashion.

"Phantom Skye, I always considered you ridiculous, but that's just taking it a step too far…" I laughed to myself with a smirk of my own.