I awoke in a forest. First I thought that I was simply dreaming and would wake up soon in my own bed at home. Since no harm can be done to you in a dream I decided I would go and explore.

Never in my life had I seen such magnificent trees or any of the colourful flowers that grew around me. Yet the strange thing was I could name every single one of them. I saw animals that you would never find in the world today where scurrying around on the forest floor or high up in the trees and again I could name them all, in not just one but many languages. Most of which I had never heard of. Before I could ponder why this was or why I did not feel a single trace of fear I heard shouting far away. It sounded like men fighting, lots of men. Without thinking of what I was doing I ran in the direction of the sound.

It wasn't far away. I stopped just a couple of meters away from the scene and tried to figure out what it was that I saw before me.

Everywhere I looked there where men, none of which may I add where very attractive. It looked like they hadn't had a bath in weeks, and many of the men's long beards still had food remains in them. Their clothing had been patched so many times that it was hard to guess what colour they had been before, and from the looks of there still blood stained weapons these men where used to fighting.

One fierce looking man in particular caught my eye. He was at least 6 feet tall and had a beard as black as coal. In his long un-brushed hair there was an assortment of which I could only guess to be bones. Finger bones to be more exact. He had only one eye the colour of which I could not guess from where I was standing.

All the men's attention was focussed on a young man in front of them. The young man could not have been more then 18, I couldn't be sure because all I could see was his back.

The man with the black beard who I assumed was the leader of the group looked down at the young man and laughed. Not a pleasant laugh, on no, this was the kind of laugh the made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up straight.

Quickly and as quietly as I could, before any of the men (actually you could hardly call them that) saw me I climbed into a big tree and sat down onto one of its thick branches to watch the scene below me.

Looking down I saw one of the men step forward and push the young man with black hair onto his knees before their leader. I was too high up to hear what the black haired man said to the groups leader but it must have been amusing because the man threw back his head and laughed (or more actually roared). Then as quick lighting punched the man on the ground in the jaw.

Now I don't know a whole lot about fighting because I am not exactly a violent person, but it didn't seem fair to me that a man should be hit when unable to defend himself. So without thinking about what I was doing I swung down from my branch and with all the grace I could muster, landed onto the ground just a few feet away from the group's leader. To say that the man was shocked would have been an understatement; a better way to put it would be to say he was utterly gob smacked. His jaw sagged his single eye opened wide and he just stood their gaping at me, the sword in his right hand forgotten. All around me there was a stunned silence.

" You can close your mouth and stop gaping at me like a gold fish you know. Although by the looks of you your are no smarter then a gold fish anyway." I said in my most sweet and sugary voice.

Unfortunately things did not go as I had planned them from there on. Not that I had a plan when I jumped off that branch, but lets just say things did no go nice and smooth. The man in question let out a mighty roar and jumped for me with an evil grin on his face, but it was too late. The black haired man on the ground (the one I was supposed to be helping) had made use of the big mans distraction and taken away his sword. Jumping in front of me he quickly cut him down. By now the other men had also begun to attack us.

" Any other bright ideas' the black-haired boy asked me

" What do you mean? I just saved your life!" I said my voice angry

" Well I just saved yours so now where even." He replied back in a mocking tone as he cut down another big man expertly.

' I cant just leave you here!" I said in frustration.

' Yes you can'

" No I cant" I replied back stubbornly.

Just then two more men advanced on us from the front and one from the back. My rescuer hasn't noticed the one from the back and anyway he was busy with the other two. So I did what the only thing I could think off. I picked up a fallen sword and faced the advancing man. Now let me tell you one thing. Swords are heavy. I don't know how people in movies do it. Seriously they make them look as light as feathers, which let me tell you they aren't.

So here I was standing there with a sword nearly as heavy as me with a man 3 times my size coming toward me with a sword in each hand. My mind was racking away at ideas of what I could do. None of which could actually be done. So by the time I had come to the conclusion I was pretty much stuck. I raised the sword above my head and closed my eyes just as the man swung at me. The ringing sound of metal meeting metal was load and the blow was enough to make my whole body tremble. I wasn't strong enough to hold off a second attack. Both my arms felt sore. Now I can only say that if the man I was facing had been just a little smarter he wouldn't of done what he did next. I am thankful he did though otherwise I wouldn't be here telling my tale. He dropped both his swords and instead grabbed by my arms forcing me to drop my sword. He pulled me to him and said.

" Calm little missy I just wanna have some fun!"

Now what girl in her right mind would calm down when a man who had tried to kill you just a moment before told you too? That's right no one. I wasn't going to make an acceptation. So instead of calming down I kneed him as hard as I could in his groin. He let out an anguished wail and fell to the ground in a heap.

Taking off as fast as I could in the opposite direction from where I had come from I screamed over my shoulder.

" Follow me" to my black haired rescuer.

He looked up, surprised, from the man he had been de-heading but followed me non-the less. He soon caught up to me and we ran as fast as we could towards a cliff.

I could hear the attackers labouring breaths behind me, too close for my liking. So I sped up a notch. We where nearing the end of the cliff and where I was standing it was a long way down. My companion looked at me and I gave a short nod. We would have to jump. Oh and jump I did, closing my eyes firmly as I did it.

Let me tell you one thing, jumping off a cliff may look fun and that part is. It's just the landing that isn't. As I hit the water the only thing I could think off was I am so never going swimming ever again! Water went up my nose and as I swam for the service I couldn't help notice the strong current shipping me of to God knows where.

Finally hitting the service I gasped and spluttered for air while trying to make sense of my surroundings. Not that I could see much because of the hair in my eyes. I swam as hard as I could for the riverbank that's when I heard a voice screaming

" Over here!"

Looking closer at the riverbank I saw the black haired boy sitting there with an amused look on his face. He was actually quite handsome and he had the bluest eyes…

" Come on hurry up, I'll pull you out.'

Well he might be handsome but he needed to work on that attitude of his!

" I'm coming," I screamed back hoping not to sound as exhausted as I felt.

I finally reached him, grabbing his hand he pulled me out. He pulled to hard causing me to crash into his chest and to fall on top of him as we landed. I lay there panting not having the energy to push myself up at that very moment. He grunted and I decided that one way or the other I needed to move.

Putting my hands on his chest I pushed myself in sitting position, deciding once again that I didn't have the energy I just rolled off him into the mud.

" Glad you decided to get off me" he drawled.

I decided not to reply and just glared at him instead. After a couple of moments doing this it got boring so I asked him a question instead.

' Delighted to make you acquaintance may I have the honour of knowing you name?"

Chuckling softly he sat up and raised one eyebrow at me.

" In a mood are we?" I just looked at him and so sighing softly he continued." My name if Nathan of Masbollebut you can just call me Nat, and you are?"

" Just call me Fee" I replied.

Suddenly I sat up. If this is a dream shouldn't I have woken up? And why am I still in my pj's. Looking down I realised with shock that my tank top had gone see through and that you could see my chest through it.

" Fee what's wrong?" said Nat while he placed a hand on my shoulder. I jumped. I hadn't heard him come up behind me.

" Calm down it's only me. Are you okay?"

I looked into his blue eyes and say worry in them. I nodded but that was about all I could do. I was in shock. This was no dream! I was really here. Sitting next to me was the son of Dom and I assumed Kel. He was the son of the characters in one of my favourite books!