Sophia glared at the man and bit her lip, thinking about her situation. She had no sword, a quiver full of useless arrows and a knife in her boot. There were about five men, all wielding swords and about three times her size. She couldn't use her arrows against the boss, she'd need to target his goons first. She decided on a plan and looked back to the boss. "You have no idea who I am, do you?"

He glowered, "I don't care if your King Duncan himself!"

"Oh, but I think you'll be surprised at who I am." Sophia assured him and quickly let loose an arrow before he could react. It slipped by him and embedded himself into the chest of one of his goons. The man fell to the ground with only a soft groan.

" I appeared about two years ago, in Meric fief when they were rioting over the high taxes the baron gave them. I 'convinced' him to lessen them and started to get rid of crime in the fief, crime even the rangers couldn't handle." Sophia dodged the swing the boss had sent to her and as she crouched, she killed two other bandits. Their eyes rolled to the back of their heads before they joined their companions on the ground.

"After I helped out Meric, I moved on to Skandia and freed them of a bloodthirsty overlord." Sophia drew her knife and blocked the last goon's sword as it swung to her neck. "Now, Skandians are bloodthirsty, but this one was even more bloodthirsty."

She disposed of the sword happy goon and faced the boss. His men were gone and he'd dismounted his horse, glaring at the girl. "I don't need to hear your life story!"

"No, you do." Sophia said, "I went around the countries of this world to try and lessen the corruption. I saved kings, but also destroyed them, I was the one who appeared when all else had failed. No one saw me coming and no one saw me leaving, I came from the shadows to help then melted back into them when they needed no more help. I am the one who men speak about during cold nights in the tavern. I am the one who has become something of a legend."

Sophia threw her knife into the ground at the man's feet. Stooping, he picked it up. For the first time he saw that the blade was as black as night. Words were etched into the metal, they were from an old language made even before Arluen. Even though the language was barely known, everyone knew the word which he stared at know.

'Shadow.'

"Shadow girl..." He looked up and saw an arrow fly to his face.

Thank you everyone who commented. I hope you liked this chapter.

Me: I don't own Ranger's Apprentice, only Sophia.

Halt: She's kidnapped us! John Flanagan save-

Me: (Covers Halt's mouth with my hand) Now, no one needs to know that...Back inside your prison.

Halt: (Is thrown into prison) Nooo! Your young but your evil!

Me: I know, do you have anything to say, Will?

Will: (Shakes head) No! No, I'm a good boy, please don't send me into the 'My little Pony' fanfiction again! Please!

Me: I guess so...I like Halt so he won't get punished.

Will: Not fair!

Me: Goodbye! Back to My Little Pony! (Snaps fingers and he's gone)