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A/N : Okay, this is my very first fanfic, so be kind. I'd like to thank Addy, Sulia and Saphron for Beta reading this for me. You're the best guys! Anyway, pleeeeeeeease
review! I hope you like it!/p
p Disclaimer: Only Krissy and her scumbag Dad are mine. The rest belong to that incredible goddess Tamora Pierce./p
p Krissy flinched as the hand whacked into her face. The skull shaped ring dug into the soft flesh of her cheek. She knew from experience that it would leave a deep mark to go with her collection of
bruises/p
p"Stop sniveling, you little tramp!" the angry man in front of her yelled, right down Krissy's ear, making her wince
again./p
p" Please Dad," she whispered " I'm sorry. I won't do it again." * I hate him! I hate him! Why won't he leave me alone!*
she thought angrily. /p
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" You're right you won't do it again." he snarled, " Now get out of my sight!" /p
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Krissy ran out of the house as fast as she could, grabbing her huge blue duffel bag from the table in the hall without even pausing for a second.
As she got further from the house she began to slow down, knowing that a teenage girl like her running down the street would attract unwanted police attention, especially in an area like this. /p
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By a girl like her she meant a girl who had long waist length purple hair. For some reason the police didn't like purple hair. They weren't too keen on black miniskirts, fishnet tights and five inch heeled leather boots with red dragons on the side either. Leather bomber jackets were also on the hate list. In fact just about the only thing the police didn't mind about her was her hazel eyes. Unfortunately she was still nervous enough to keep checking over her shoulder every couple of minutes. Which is probably why she didn't have a clue what hit her.
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" Oomph!" Krissy landed in a heap on top of a large polished wood table. She looked around cautiously as she got to her feet picked up her duffle bag, swung it onto her shoulder and climbed down. As she dusted herself off self-consciously she saw that she was in some kind of canteen/mess hall, surrounded by guys who looked as if they'd just stepped out of the middle ages - swords included. Not those fake plastic ones you see young children playing with but real, deadly, metal swords that glinted dangerously in the bright sunlight that streamed in through the tiny windows. The other thing she noticed was that they were all staring at her./p
p A boy, he looked about 18/19, stood up and walked over to her. He was quite tall with light brown hair that had natural blond highlights where the sun had bleached it and incredible green eyes that you could almost drown in. /p
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"Excuse me," he said " but I was wondering if you could explain how you appeared out of thin air and landed in Joren's lunch?" /p
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At this everyone seemed to snap out of a trance and started to crowd round her.
After a moments thought she decided honesty was the best policy and replied with a very simple "No." /p
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At that everyone started talking between themselves. Krissy Could only catch snatches of the conversations. But it
was enough. /p
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" Who do you think she is?"/p
p " Have you seen what she's wearing?" /p
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" What does she mean, No?" /p
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" What about her hair!" /p
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* O.K, that's it! I'm fed up with people talking about me behind my back!*
" Are we all finished? I'm not deaf you know! If anyone has something they wanna
say they can say it to my face!" * You'd think they'd never seen purple hair before! Jeez . .*/p
p People shuffled their feet uncomfortably. Then two men maneuvered their way to the front of the crowd and pushed the green-eyed boy aside. One of them had his arm in a sling and some really nasty scars on his right side and the other one had black hair and intense blue eyes. The kind of man who created the phrase 'Tall, dark and handsome.'/p
p " Forgive us Lady..." /p
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" Krissy." /p
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" Forgive us Lady Krissy, we meant nothing by it." Mr Tall, Dark and Handsome said. /p
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Mr Sling and Scars turned to the rest of the group and and, " I believe you all have lessons to attend. We will discuss this later." /p
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" But Lord Wyldon!" someone burst out./p
p " Yes Merric? Did you have something to say?" he said his voice deceptively calm as he turned to glare at him.
" Um .. no." /p
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" Good. Now go."
They all filed out of the hall muttering to each./p
p Once they were gone, Krissy turned to the two men and asked, " So, does someone wanna tell me where I am?"/p
p " Of course, you are in the realm of Tortall." /p
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A/N : What did ya think? I'm gonna write the next chapter whether I get good reviews
or not but that's not an excuse to flame me. Byyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeee!!!/p