Note: If you do not know the world of Ragnarok Online then I suggest you don't read this. I will make references to places, monsters/animals and NPCs that if you haven't played the game you will not understand what I am talking about. This story is pure fiction; I am taking the world of RO and making it my own. All places, characters, monsters etc are © Gravity L.L.C. all characters and stuff I create, and this story, is © myself. Enjoy!


Chapter 1: Chance Meetings


Arrows ripped through the air and through the dark clouds of smoke that were rising from the ground. As they penetrated the dark clouds they ripped through it and began to come down bringing along with it a hissing sound, the sound of Orc arrows.

The arrows fell but the lone Stalker swiftly dodged all of them with ease. He had a smile on his face the entire time and didn't even use the buckler that he had on his back. He pushed aside his black hair which was shoulder length and bound in a ponytail. He wore a sakkat, a brimmed straw hat, to keep the sun out of his eyes. He withdrew a curved white blade that resembled a tooth and dodged a second assault of arrows before leaping forward into the large patch of smoke rising from the ground.

The smoke burned the Stalker's eyes and made him cough every time he inhaled but this was the best cover provided by the field and he needed to stop the shower of arrows from being fired at anyone else. Too many lives were lost today and he did not want to see anyone else die.

As he exited the thick cloud of smoke he first noticed the line or Orc Archers. About twenty or so he counted before they spotted him and grabbed at their arrows to fire. As they pulled their bows back the Stalker stopped and brought his hands up. He put them together and clapped. As his hands met a cloud of smoke surrounded him and when the smoke was gone so was he.

The Orc's stared in confusion, a few fired their arrows but the arrows only fell helplessly to the ground. The Stalker was hidden from sight and slowly crept up to the line of Orcs.

"We smell ya…" Said one of the Orcs towards the center of the line. The Stalker watched as several of the Orcs sniffed the air and readied their bows once again. "We can't see ya but we not stooped. We know you here somewhere."

"There is no fooling you Orcs!" The Stalked yelled. As he did a volley of arrows flew at the spot where his voice came from and all of them hit the thick bark of an old oak tree. "Well I guess there is a way to fool you! You see, Stalkers have a neat skill that lets them throw their voice!"

Behind one of the Orcs the Stalker appeared in another cloud of smoke that engulfed the Orc. He grabbed the Orc's neck and pulled him into the cloud, the Orc struggled but it was no use.

The other Orcs drew their bows and let the arrows rip into the smoke and they rejoiced as they heard their arrows hit something solid and meaty inside. As the cloud drifted away with the wind the Orcs cursed in their own language as the Orc the Stalked grabbed fell to the ground with twenty or so arrows sticking out of him. One Orc laughed thinking he looked like a Caramel lying there with all of the arrows sticking out of his body.

Beyond the line still hidden from view the Stalker stood behind a tree carefully looking at the Orc line planning his next attack. Before he could make his move something else caught his eye, something in the tree. He looked up and to his surprise a small elf girl was sitting in the tree looking down to him with a huge smile. She was a mercenary; she wore shorts and a white shirt which looked as thick as Orc skin. Her shoulder length blonde hair was held up by what looked like a black cat.

"Little girl you should run!" Said the Stalker, who was trying to keep his eye on the girl and the line of Orc Archers who were still looking at the dead Orc.

The girl shook her head and widened her smile. "Shhh, just watch!"

Her voice was much more mature and wiser then her appearance let on. The Stalker turned back to the line of archers. Suddenly their attention was elsewhere, they were looking back at the cloud of black smoke.

The black smoke was finally thinning and whatever was burning now smoldered to ash because nothing was left. No, something was there…not something, someone. A woman, a woman stood where the smoke once was. Was she always there, the Stalker wondered. Was she there when I ran through the smoke?

The woman was tall, as tall as the Stalker. She wore a ceremonial teaching dress, she was a Professor…or at least dressed like one. She wore a red, gold and blue dress that opened in the front. Like other Professors she wore a skin of a Kyuubi(in iRO it is called nine Tails)around her neck which the Stalked knew was secretly alive. Her left arm was hurt and up in a blue and gold sling. The other arm was to her side and it held a black and white oddly shaped dagger which was held as if she was about to stab something.

The Stalker stared at her believing she was a mad woman. "She is gonna be killed…" He whispered.

Above the girl giggled, "Just what will ya?"

The Professor stood there with her long blond hair flowing in the wind. For the first time the Stalker realized she wore a Kitsune Mask covering her face and ears like the little girls, elf ears, popped out either side of the Mask.

Without hesitation the woman ran forward at an incredible speed, faster then the Stalker ran at the line of Orcs. Startled by the woman the Orcs raised their bows and from the right and arrow flew through and severed all of the strings on the bows sending their arrows to the ground before the Orcs' feet.

The Professor stopped in front of an Orc only for a moment and then brought the knife up. As she did the knife tore into the Orc's stomach, chest and shoulder tearing muscle, sinew and organs. The creature toppled over lifeless.

The Professor turned and unleashed a spell this time. Fire leapt from her hands and engulfed two of the Orcs and sent them running and screaming into the forest behind them trying to run from the flames.

Ten Orcs remained and the Professor stood before them. The Stalker didn't know if it was because of the Mask or the fact that she just disposed of three of their kinsmen in less then a minute but the Orcs were terrified.

Suddenly from the trees ten arrows were launched, all tipped with fire. Each arrow connected with the ten Orcs and they screamed in pain. With only a hand movement from the Professor the flames danced to life and covered the ten Orcs who followed their kinsmen into the woods trying to escape the flames.

From the right a bard came out holding a white bow made of what appeared to be pearl. He had long blue hair tied up in a pony-tail and ears like the girl and the Professor. Unlike the others though, he had two black horns that came out of his head right above his ears and bent up towards the sky.

The small girl jumped down from above and landed besides the Stalker. "That is Hana and her brother Bas. I'm Lily and you are?"

At first the stalker stared at the little girl. Why was she so eager to give out her name and the names of her comrades? "I guess knowing my name won't harm me…my name is Tsuyomi."

"Nice to meet you Tsuyomi." Startled, the Stalker spun around to see the Professor and her brother standing there. The Professor had moved the mask to reveal a beautiful young woman's face beneath it with rosy red cheeks. "We're about to stop this war and would like your help!"