So...Uh...This is the intro to one of my possible stories. I'm not sure whether or not I should continue this idea, so I've posted this first. If anyone wants me to continue this story, please say so in the reviews or PM me. If I receive five messages asking me to continue, this will become an official story.

Intro

Young Opal Koboi stood in defiance, facing her three assailants. All three of them were without a doubt, in her terms, lower life-forms. A quick blow from one of the assailants left her left cheek smarting with pain.

"You must think you're high and mighty huh? You damn pixies!" Another kick to her stomach left her doubled over. Opal raised her head again, looking at the one who attacked her.

"You're just a ***** moron, so I'll forgive your insolence." The three assailants looked at each other, then grinned. Each of them pulled out a knife, pointing it at Opal.

"Let's see what a scar will do to your pretty face!" Opal backed away, but her shoulders soon met a wall. She closed her eyes as the three morons closed in on her. Young Opal could already imagine the hard steel piercing her skin when a sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Leave her alone!" A young elvish boy rushed in, tackling one of the assailants, bringing him to the ground. The other two started kicking the boy in an attempt to get him off, but the boy held on tight. Opal could do nothing but watch as her savior was continuously beaten. However, one factor quickly changed the situation. The young boy looked up as a large shadow loomed over him. "Butler! You're here!"

"What trouble have you gotten yourself into again, Artemis?" Another elf stood, towering over the three assailants. Despite his ears distinguishing him as an elf, no one would disagree if he had called himself a troll.

"Butler! Please take care of these low-life." Artemis stood up, grinning at Butler. The three low-life, however, had escaped at the first opportunity they got.

"Should I go after them?"

"I'm afraid it would be impossible to catch them by now."

"Alright then," Butler shrugged. "Were you protecting her?" Butler asked, pointing to Opal.

"Ah! I nearly forgot," Artemis turned around, offering his hand. "Are you alright?"

"Of course I am!" Opal slapped away his hand. "Don't expect me to thank you!"

"Never dreamed of it."

"Since you did rescue me, albeit pitifully, I suppose I'll let you have the pleasure of exchanging names with me," Opal glanced at Artemis from the corner of her eye. "I'm Opal Koboi."

"I'm Artemis!" The young boy grinned. His pale hand reached out once again.

"Artemis huh? Isn't that a girl's name?"

"…"

"Oh well, tell me why you would rescue me? If you're after money, I'll repay you handsomely."

"I wasn't after the money."

"What were you after then?"

"Nothing, I saved you because you're cute."

"Cute?!" Opal's face lit up. "I'M NOT CUTE!" She pushed off the young boy and quickly sprinted away. Opal felt her heart pounding against her ribcage, her head felt rushed and dizzy. It would take her a few days to realize, finally, that this emotion she was experiencing… was love.