Note: This is a fanfiction story only. I do not own anything or have anything to do with Willow or the WWE or the character of Willow Ufgood and The Undertaker. I only wrote this for pure entertainment and no profit will be made from it.

Chapter One

20 years later...

Opening the door of the small home she shared with her adoptive family, Sophia smiled from ear to ear at another beautiful spring sun shining down upon all of the village that had become her home for the last twenty years. Today was a very special day for her to be so happy. It was her 20th birthday. Since she had arrived there, her birthday had always been the day right before the spring festival that the village held every year at the rise of spring.

Dressed in a brown short-sleeved gown white some white frills to the collar, sleeves and the bottom of her skirt, she moved over to where she had a basket nestled on a stool with a pair of black shoes o her feet. Her long, curly, raven black hair hung down her shoulders and back, giving her kind hazel brown eyes the chance to look around without something hanging down in front of them.

"Where are you off to today, Sophia?"

The sound of her father, Willow Ufgood, caught her attention. Sophia turned around to see him stepping outside to where she was with Kiaya moving out there as well. She looked to the two of them with a kind look in her eyes and a gentle smile on her face as she spoke to them kindly.

"To the nearby field to pick some wildflowers." She replied. "I was wanting to pick enough to make a headwreath for me to wear at the festival tomorrow in the village and also enough to make one for Mim."

"You best be careful and just stick to the clearing that you normally go to. Don't go anywhere else."

"I promise that I won't go anywhere that is dangerous, father."

"Watch out for wild dogs and any bandits."

"I will father."

She took the moment to wave bye to her parents before she proceeded to walk away from their home and amongst the villagers. Sophia smiled and nodded her head to several of the people she saw on a day-to-day basis. Her being taller than the rest of them didn't make her feel like a weirdo. They welcomed her amongst them and accepted her as one of their own. A small smile came to her face when she noticed one man staring at her and his wife glaring at him with the kind of look that told her what was fixing to happen. As she was getting closer to the entrance to the village, the light sound of the man getting a fierce slapped to his head caused her to softly giggle and reassure her what she assumed was fixing to happen.

Off to get me some flowers now.

Sophia headed on down the dirt road that led to the village that dwelled deep within in the hills and away from many of the other large towns that more of her kind resided in and called home. It was nice and peaceful in the area that she was brought up in, and never assumed the thought of moving somewhere larger or where there were more of her kind.

Moving down the path a little bit more, she noticed where the clearing was that she normally would go to and pick flowers on occasion. Sophia moved off the path and headed into the large field to find it full of all kinds of wildflowers that would work perfect for what she had in mind. With a smile on her face, she sat herself down close to the center of the area, and started to pick handfuls of flowers that would be perfect for her to make into head wreaths.

This is going to be great! I can't wait to show Mim all the flowers that-

The sound of a dog howling caught her attention. Sophia slowly eased herself up with her basket of flowers in her hand. Her eyes looked in the direction of where the noise had originated from, secretly hoping that what she heard wasn't what it really was.

Her fears came to reality as the visual of two large, wild hounds came rushing out of the other side of the clearing with their fangs in clear sight with drool hanging down from them.

Oh no...

The sight caused her to drop her basket of flowers as she looked for somewhere safe to run to. Her eyes caught sight of where a tall tree was nestled that would give her some security. Without a moment to lose, Sophia rushed over to where the large tree was standing, and started climbing it. She struggled at first but managed to use her intense fear of the dogs to pull herself up to where she could sit on firm branch. Looking down, Sophia focused on the large beasts growling and barking at her as they desperately tried to jump up to where she was.

"Go away! Leave me alone!"

Her voice whined out to the dogs, exposing her feelings of distress. She wished for them to go from the clearing and to wherever they came from so that she could get to her basket of wildflowers and head on home.

"Stop it!"

All at once, Sophia heard a whistling sound that she had never heard before in her whole life and found the dogs to stop trying to jump up to her and actually move away from the tree a little bit.

What is going on here? Is this some kind of sorcery?

The sight of the dogs now to be calm and just watching her made her go from being distressed to being confused. How could a whistle cause such ferocious and blood thirsty creatures to stop their urge to try and kill her?

Her body perked up at the sound of someone moving up towards where she was. Sophia moved her eyes to where she heard the sound, and discovered her entire body freezing on the spot from what she saw.

Coming into sight, a tall man, dressed in a black leather sleeveless top, black leather pants, and black boots, moved at the base of the tree and stared straight at her with his piercing emerald eyes. His arms were strong and had many different symbols carved into his skin. His long, flowing black hair hung down his shoulders and back. With his eyes on her, Sophia took a moment to regain her composure just as he started to speak.