Sorry for the long wait- my mind just went completely blank in terms of this story! I had thousands of ideas for Night of the Panther, my new Xiaolin Showdown fanfiction, but absolutely none for this. So I brought Harry back into things a little more, because I was feeling evil after the Night of the Panther chapter I'd recently written (it was an evil chapter too). Anyway, enjoy!

The month of Awakening (February) at age 11

Week 1

I had the feeling that I was being watched most of today. During sword practice, during break, even during maths! I felt as if someone was watching, planning, scheming against me.

It's not good for me being in the same set as Harry, is it? I know it's probably just my imagination, but I can't escape the feeling that he's planning something. The amount of times he's sworn revenge but taken none... It's all got to add up to something big, hasn't it?

Sophia thinks I'm just over-reacting. She's not in our set though; not yet. There is still another couple of months. So she wasn't there to know what it was like to be watched today. At least, I think I was being watched.

Week 2

Stupid sneak attack by that stupid blue... I should probably start from the beginning, shouldn't I?

We were out on patrol, Violet and me, nothing out the ordinary there. Violet gets asked to go help a kindly-looking lady with a crying, no; screaming baby and an awful lot of shopping bags. Little kids being Violet's speciality, I let her go handle that case.

I decided to sit down on a bench near where Violet was so that I could watch out for any trouble but at the same time keep an eye on her and run in should she need help. I couldn't see the latter happening, but it's best to be prepared.

When someone leapt on me from behind, saying 'Boo!', I jumped up, had my sword out in a flash, and was all for smashing whoever had leapt on me in the head with it! I was scared, so I overreacted. It happens.

"Brynn, calm down!" Hanso said, standing beside the bench. "It's just me!"

"What were you thinking?" I asked him. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Sorry!" Hanso said, hopping over the back of the bench and sitting down on it. I was still standing up, trying to get my breath back and convince myself that I was not scared. There was no reason to be scared. It was just Hanso; what's scary about him?

"Aw, did I scare you?" Hanso asked, teasing. I glared at him.

"No!" I insisted. "It will take far more than you jumping on me and shouting 'boo' in my ear to scare me!"

"Of course it will." Hanso said sarcastically. I glared at him and flopped down on the bench. I was there to start with; it was only fair I sit back down.

I watched Violet trying to calm down the screaming nimmo baby, his mother watching carefully, obviously tired and carrying around six bags of shopping in each hand.

"Brynn," Hanso said, interrupting my fun spy-on-Violet session.

"Yes?" I asked him.

"If someone robs the Brightvale bank later today," He said carefully. "Don't arrest them!" He smiled and then ran.

Guess what, someone robbed the Brightvale bank around eight this evening! Sophia went to the girls bathroom to do her teeth at the sink and came back. Sharon had told her.

Sharon and her girls spend hours in there every morning putting make-up on, and hours every evening taking it off very carefully. I can't really see why they bother; it's not as if anyone's going to see it underneath your helmet. Anyway, shouldn't you be more worried about surviving in a big sword fight with an enemy than looking pretty? I honestly do not understand those girls at times.

Week 3

Today instead of sword practice, they decided to spring on us a tournament and gave us half an hour to prepare. Most the girls made a run for the toilets, make-up bags in hand. I just rolled my eyes, put my helmet on my bed and practiced my sword fighting with Violet, Sophia sat on her bed watching in a huffy mood. Her age group were only watching, and she wasn't best pleased that she was sitting with Luke and Jip.

"They're small and... Annoying!" She'd said, clearly frustrated. "And they keep getting in my hair, jumping round in circles and shouting in my ears!"

"Get a grip, Soph!" Violet told her. Sophia quietened down a little, but didn't stop doing her huffy look at the floor, glaring at the wall every so often and then grumbling under her breath.

When we got back downstairs, we still had ten minutes left. We were leapt on from behind my Luke and Jip, who I did not take my sword out in front of and threaten to bash like I'd done with Hanso previously.

"Sophia, come sit with us!" Luke said excitedly once the draik man had grabbed the megaphone and begun announcing the start of the tournament. Sophia found herself being dragged off to a front row seat by Luke and Jip.

I headed over to the other side of the field, which was where our class were sitting. We watched the first few duels until I was told I was up, Violet against me.

"I'm totally doomed." She whispered as we made our way over. We glanced to Sophia, who probably didn't know who to cheer on. She made do with 'Go Brynn! Go Violet! Go Brynn! Go Violet!' instead.

In the end, I won. Violet high-fived me, whispering

"We both know I would've won were this archery." Which was completely true.

My next battle, near the end of the entire tournament, was against Harry. I think he'd been planning it. He'd been talking about something with some of his 'friends' before the tournament, and he was smirking when I made my way over.

"Ready to be hurt, Brynn?" He asked,

"Ready to be beaten by a girl?" I snapped back. We both said

"Never!" In response to each other's question.

"Too bad." I said, suddenly lunging and kicking out, trying to knock his legs out from underneath him. He leapt over them. He tried punching me, but I blocked. He tried to punch, I blocked again. This went on for quite a while.

I realised I was stepping backwards, but there was no set ring so I couldn't lose by stepping out; I just couldn't step into the crowd.

Speaking of which, as I neared them I tripped over something and hit my head on the floor. Despite the helmet, it hurt. A lot.

I put a hand to my head, tried to sit up, but Harry pointed his sword at me. The countdown begun. He was going to win.

I looked to my left to see one of his friend grinning down at me, leg no longer outstretched. Suddenly, it all made sense.

"Cheater." I growled at Harry.

"Idiot." Was his reply.

Week 4

The amount of people the Rebellion lost after Harry's 'amazing victory' is unbelievable! It doesn't help that Harry's begun the 'Brynn is Hanso's secret accomplice' thing up again. I haven't the faintest idea how anyone believes that rubbish, but for some reason they do.

Sam keeps assuring us that all will work itself out or, as he puts it,

"The sun will shine, the storm will end and the birds will sing once again."

Violet said it sounded like something out of a soppy movie, and I actually agree with her. Still, it made sense and fitted the situation.

"So," Violet asked Sam later on, whilst we were sitting eating our dinner. "You watch soppy happy movies?"

"Occasionly, Robin Hood." Sam told her, messing her hair up whilst grinning. She glared.

"It's Violet, Red-head!" She snapped, taking out her ponytail, smoothing her hair down and then re-tying it before storming off.

"Stressy!" Sam commented after she'd gone, causing both me and Sophia to burst out laughing.

Violet's okay now, no longer giving Sam the death-look like she did for a few hours after he messed her hair up and called her 'Robin Hood'.