Chapter 1-Feisty

"Err…this is so stupid…what is this shit!" Samantha yelled loudly in the park she was working at. It was late-and her homework was as difficult as ever. Samantha was a pretty girl, with long, black, thin hair down to her mid-section. Her face was tan-yet cute. She had a small nose and light lips. Her eyes were an unusual crystal blue color-it was very rare to have this color eyes.

Her body was perfect. From neck down to her legs it was though she was crafted from that of a God. She was very slender, and her breasts were a perfect shape. Her physical condition was fine as well. And though she may not look it, she was stronger than most men in the town of Reghaing.

"I just don't get this!" She yelled even louder as she threw down her paper and pencil in frustration. She picked up a rough rock and threw it harshly into the lake she was working nearby. It made a large splash-and caused a nice commotion in the park. As people began turning around, staring at the girl oddly and wondering how crazy she really was.

She was about to yell again, but sighed, and said quietly to herself, "I'll just have to go home and have Termina help me with it." She picked up her items and stuffed them all sloppily into a green pack. She strung it around her shoulder and began her calm walk home.

"Hey! Look at that babe!" Mars, the street gang boss said boisterously to his comrades.

"Heh heh, yea boss, she looks nice…I would like a peica her! Heh heh!" Said Bubba-a giant, yet amazingly stupid brigand who was duped into following Mars.

Mars was a handsome, yet gruesome man. With hair down that towered over his fore-head and a menacing smile, he could frighten even the strongest of men. He held a giant steel blade-capable of slicing straight through a tree trunk. Mars was also leader of the bandits that terrorized Triala. He was as smart as he was scary.

Mars strolled over to Samantha and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around quickly. "What do you want?" She asked in a critical tone.

"How about I help you carry that?" Mars slowly placed his hand on the strap of the pack. Not a second passed before he had the imprint of a hand pressed onto his face. "Ah! You crazy bitch!"

She quickly ran away, leaving Mars knelling over tending to his burning face. He began to look around and noticed that he attracted a crowd. "What are you looking at?" He yelled loudly, and threw his sword at the nearest passerby-just missing their leg. Everyone besides his lackeys quickly walked away from the scene of the incident-not a soul looking back.

"Wow boss…not like the other women…she actually doesn't like you…" Bubba said slowly, as he quickly tightened his hand axe behind him.

"Heh, she's feisty…but I'll have her soon enough…feisty…"