This idea's been floating around in my head for a while, ever since I finished Fable II actually. It's been a while… I think I finished that game last year… XD Anyways, this isn't going to be a really long story or anything. It isn't going to be focussing a whole lot on the main, action part of the game, it's a love story. This is the prologue, which is why it's so short. Hopefully the chapters will be a lot larger than this but… I hope you enjoy this first part anyways :)

It was really going to take some getting used to, this whole Bowerstone business. The city had gotten bigger since she'd seen it last. There seemed to be twice as many people, twice as many guards, twice as many of…everything. As she walked through the city, people from stalls beckoned to her, urging her to buy their products.

Despite just how much had changed, she did remember some of it. Slowly but surely, she recalled memories from her childhood. People stumbling out of the tavern, delicious smells wafting from the pie stall, bandits…

…Bandits?...

The owner of the potions store ran out.

"Come back you bandit scum!" He waved his broom in the air menacingly at the direction that the bandit ran to.

Without even thinking, Sparrow took off after the bandit. He was fast, for any normal human, but she knew that he was no match for her hero's speed. He travelled down a dirt pathway to the river, where he stood, panting for air. As she got closer, he took notice of her, promptly jumped into the river, and swam away from her. In turn, she followed him into the river.

Pulling herself up out of the water, she saw the thief run up the steps, into the heart of Bowerstone. She still ran, not seeing anybody around her, except for her target. Before she knew what was going on, suddenly Sparrow's face was pressed into the ground. Mere moments later, she observed that the rest of her body was not on the ground. Putting two and two together, she jumped up, embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir. I wasn't watching…" The man that she had taken out began to shift, and he raised his head.

"hnghh?" He groaned. Reaching down a hand, she pulled him up from the ground. He put his right hand on his temple, softly massaging the sore spot on his head.

"Are you alright?" Sparrow implored. He slowly nodded his head in response as his eyes searched her face. She avoided looking at him, and instead opted to stare at the ground, and the area beside his face instead. Damn! She had lost the trail of the bandit.

"Quite." Her head shot back to him as she looking at his face for the first time.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm quite alright, thank you." The man smiled at her, which she returned.

"That is… good." Said Sparrow awkwardly. She was not very good at socializing with people, particularly those that she had only known for a minute or two. She began rubbing her hands uncomfortably. Where was she supposed to put them? The man stuck his hand out between the two of them.

"My name's Alex, it's nice to meet you." Suddenly she saw something out of the corner of her eye. It was the bandit!

"It was nice meeting you, Alex, bye!" Sparrow spat out before she ran to catch the bandit, bumping her shoulder into Alex's as she did.

As Alex watched her run away, he put his outstretched hand on the back of his neck. He gave an amused smile and shook his head as he began walking to the bar.

"Nice to meet you too…" He muttered to himself as he began to laugh, picked up his hat off the ground, brushed it off, and placed it back onto his head.