Robin's POV

I wanted to see this so called princess. I walked over to the man working the speakers. He turns and smiled at me. I was horrified when he winked and turned the speaker back on to announce the "new addition." And to make things worse, we mocked her using me as an excuse. I decided that she had little chance of beating me because I had years of combat training. I had been training since before I met Lewis. I knew she couldn't beat me. All these people here looked weak and pathetic. I t would take much to beat them. I walked confidently to the place where the fight was to be held. I looked up the meet grey eyes.

The eyes were captivating. I wonder if she uses charm to win these. I took the rest of her in. Short, about 5'4, slim, no muscle that was visible, beautiful skin and fiery red hair. Her hair was pulled into a weird and extremely messy hair do I had never seen done before. She wore tight fitting blue pants and a tank top that hung loosely. Her shirts revealed what I am assuming are her underclothes. She was the first girl I had seen since we left Moonacre. I can't believe how little clothing she was wearing. I had to fight a blush as I noticed her watching me.

"Please introduce your selves," said the extremely annoying guy that spoke through a machine.

She stuck her and out which surprised me. The girls back home would have held out their hand waiting for it to be lightly kissed. Of course though, the girls on Moonacre would have never dared to be wearing the clothes she was wearing to a place filled with guy with the intention on beating her up. I decided then that this would be good practice for the Merryweather girl.

"Robin De Noir," I said as I took her hand firmly. She snorted at my last name before saying her own.

"Maria Merryweather," she said. My mouth dropped. My eyes widened when I realized that this is the Merryweather girl. Then, I remember a conversation with Lewis as he describes his daughter as a "fiery rebel" with red hair and the grayest of eyes.

I must have stood there awhile gaping at her because I heard rumbles of laughter coming from the crowd. Maria started tapping her foot impatiently as I stared at her. She was beautiful and I had to kill her. Well, if I did it now it would be an accident, right?

I shook my head and put my best smirk on, "Bring it on," I said. It was about a minute into the fight by the time she had my gasping for breath and pinned to the ground. "How on earth," I gasped. I don't even know what happened.

Her head lowered to my ear and she whispered to me with a deathly undertone, "If you wish to see another sunrise, you will get up and follow me."

I only nodded. She had no idea that I had knives with me. She had no chance. She had just invited me to kill her. I smirked at her before sitting up. She walked of and I couldn't help but notice how defined her curves were with pants and a shirt. She walked into the woods and I followed, knowing this was to be the hardest night of my life.

Maria's Pov

He just stood there staring at me like I was some ancient artifact that had to be admired far away. Like he was a thief just wanting to steal it. I came up with a plan quickly.

He just kept staring. I started tapping my foot impatiently. He seemed to notice because he shut his mouth and replaced his gape with the dumbest cover-up smirk ever. This was going to be easy.

After he said he was ready, we started. I had already decided he was a punching and kicking sort of guy. I dodged his first punch and darted around behind him. He was really not a good fighter. He toppled over after one swift kick to the back of his knees. I straddled his legs thanking my strong muscles and the fact the he didn't struggle to get up. I inwardly smiled. He was an idiot. But there was something about him. Something that seem off. He seemed like a lost toddler. My plan was in full swing. I had him pinned, he was defeated. I got the thought of my dad dead and decided to use it to my advantage. I leaned down, putting my mouth millimeters from his ear. "If you wish to see another sunrise, you will get up and follow me," I whispered. This was a threat. I was not in the mood to deal with a teenage boy, but I needed to figure out what was up with Robin. He sat up as I stood and brushed the dirt off myself. I glanced to see if he was following me, and he was. We made it to the woods right between the arena and my house. I turned around to find him eyeing me expectantly.

I then dawned on me. He had a knife with him. He was so muscly I doubt anything could compare. I knew it. "You let me win." He looked really confused by that statement.

"No," Robin said, "You beat me. I don't understand how, but you did."

I raised my eyebrow at him, the walked off. I went out to the main road before turning onto my driveway. That Robin gave me the creep and I certainly did not want him to know where I lived. I made it to the house at around 11. I quietly went to my room and striped of my tank and jeans. I slipped into a long shirt than laid down on my bed.

Robin's POV

She was beautiful. I don't think she was paying much attention to me until she stopped. She looked at me. She studied my body and my face. Realization to who know what was plastered on her perfect face. Stop if Robin. You have to KILL her remember?

"You let me win," she said very matter-of-factly. I was truly confused by this. Should I say I did? Where would that get me? I was still contemplating what to tell her when I heard my voice ring out with that truth. She had beaten me. It was beyond me how she did, but… she did. She raised her eyebrow in disbelief then walking off.

I walked forward. There had to be a reason she went this way. I reached a house. The house of the moon princess. There! She was walking down the road towards her house. I smiled because I knew she had done this to keep me from knowing where she lived. "To bad moon princess," I said under my breath.

I ran back to the hotel. I was exhausted and headed straight for the hotel. I flopped down of my bed and was asleep.

Maria was running from me. Running as fast as her well built legs could carry her. She kept looking back, her eyes going right through me. I was keeping up with her. We came to a clearing and I realized we were back in Moonacre. She stopped and looked at me, as if realizing for the first time I was there. I walked over to her and put my hands on her waist. She looked up at me with fear in her eyes. As I searched her face, I realized how beautiful she is. It's hard not to when those gray eyes are seeing right into your soul. She slowly lost her look of fear and it changes to something else… desire? Before I could think twice I was reaching down to meet our lips together. I swear I could see the fireworks clear as day. She kissed me back. This continued for what seemed like only a few seconds.

I shot up in bed. I was panting and covered in sweat. I looked around and realized I was in London. Why was I dreaming about kissing Maria? I was the kill her. This is bad. I had to do something to get my mind of the scary, yet pleasurable dream I had just had. I looked at the magical box called the "television." I then picked up the box that controlled it. It was covered in buttons that did something different to the TV. I looked down on the remote. The buttons all had labels but it was too dark to read them. I looked around the room. What had produced the light before? I looked at a giant mushroom looking thing. What. On. Earth. People use these things? For what exactly? I examined it closer. It had a small, delicate chain the dangle from somewhere underneath the top of the "lamp." I pulled the chain and was blinded by a strong yellow light. I stared at it. There was no flame! I decided to move past this amazing fact and focus again on the magic box. I looked at the remote and read all the labels. I came to on that said power. It's worth a shot. I pushed the button a felt the same glee wash over me that had happened when I pushed all the buttons on the elevator when the box lit up. The tv not only lit up, but I produced a very loud sound. It was the sound of people arguing. I looked closely at the tv. There were people in it. My eyes widened in shock. I just stared.

I didn't notice that the sound of the tv had woken up Jonny, the person who apparently came here the most. He looked at me with a smirk of amusement. He spent the rest of the night explaining electricity and the television. He then moved me to the kitchen where he showed me the sink. Then, as if the mock me after a asked what the shiny object in the corner was, he told me it was the doorway to Alaska. Alaska? What the heck is Alaska? He then explained that the thing across from him was a way to cook food. This was all so amazing! We went back to the beds, but something was still bugging me.

"What's Alaska?" I asked, knowing full well that any 17 year old should have known the answer to that.

Jonny just looked at me sadly. I had been deprived a normal life. He on the other hand had chosen to go live with the De Noir clan. We spent the next few hours talking about countries, cars, cell phones, stores, and we even brush up on the subject of dating. I was surprised to find the differences in courting girls. During the topic of dating my mind kept flashing back to Maria. Robin. Stop a think about it. You have to kill her. You can't like her. I then decided that this was only caused by physical appearance and no actual feelings had formed.

By morning, we had talked about every possible thing. I was so surprised to find out about wars, and proper manners of today. But I still planned on ignoring the rules of London. After all, I would not be here long.

Maria's POV

That is by far the weirdest dream I have ever had. What was I running from? And why did I kiss him? And what on earth was I doing enjoying it completely?