Disclaimer: As I have said, I do not own Fablehaven. (but a girl can dream, can't she?)

Chapter One

It's been seven years since our first show, and ten years since the Society began showing activity. An Soilsiu has worked out better than expected, with us inspiring many other young humans to take up music, as well as the original planned benefits. (Yes, one of us is telling this story. I'll let you, dear reader, do your best to figure out which one.)

We've hit a few problems, though. Our drummer, Eoin Domull, and our pianist, Astor Mahoney, both human men, refused to believe us when we informed them of the truth of our band. (We always reveal ourselves once we've determined a new musician or worker is trustworthy.) We were desperate because we didn't want to have to remove their memories of us, thereby losing two good musicians. We were forced to resort to desperate measures.

I'll admit, taking them to Lost Mesa was an incredibly stupid mistake. The milk they drank did nothing, and the five of us, not knowing this, received permission to take them to see the zombies. Long story short, the aforementioned undead somehow got loose, and, eyes closed to magic, Eoin and Astor didn't realize their danger. The zombies ate them.

It didn't feel right, hiring another human drummer and human pianist to take the place of those poor men. Leatara and Dioni brought up the subject with Lieutenant Dougan Fisk at a meeting of the Knights, shortly after the Sphinx's betrayal was uncovered. The last thing the two of them expected was for Dougan to grin and tell them he played the drums in what spare time he had, and that he knew someone who could be the pianist. "After all, it's about time I had a break from being a Lieutenant. I know a young man who could step into my shoes for the duration of the tour, and if Warren Burgess wants to dust off his piano-playing skills, I'd bet he'd do well. I'll find him and ask him."

Dougan was better than his word. Within a week, he contacted us, informing Joyra, who happened to pick up the phone, that Warren was agreeable and he'd convinced his replacement. The only condition was that Kendra, Warren's fourth cousin, needed to come with us. Kendra was in unspecified danger if she stayed on Fablehaven, and Warren was in charge of her safety. No Kendra, no Warren, so three days later, Dougan, Warren, and Kendra arrived at our hotel.

It surprised us when, later in the day the three arrived, Kendra showed a talent for singing. We were practicing one of our most popular songs, Mo Ghile Mear, and when we were half-way through, Caroi found that she was missing half of her practice sheet music, so Merwa went to go get it. Knowing the incredibly messy state of Caroi and Merwa's room, Lea asked Kendra if she could fill in for Merwa so they could get in a few renditions of the song. Kendra nodded, and picked up the lyrics at "Set your heart on this far shore...", not even glancing at her lyric sheet.

When Kendra's part was over, we sat in stunned silence for a full ten seconds. The girl could sing! Lea caught Di's eyes, and Joya and Caroi looked at each other, then at Lea. Just then, Merwa flung open the door and demanded, "Kendra, was that you?" Kendra nodded. Merwa's face lit up and she cocked her head at Lea, who nodded.

Lea stood and said, formally, "Kendra Sorenson, on behalf of the members of An Soilsiu, I invite you to become our band's first Junior Vocalist."

Kendra's jaw dropped. She closed it quickly, and said in a tone of voice that expressed more than her words ever could, "I accept your invitation, Leatara Westenra. May we all sing well and do what is right."

Dougan and Warren cheered. We girls didn't, but our smiles could have lit up the dark side of the moon.