A/n some parts in this chapter are not my finest work but it gets better so bear with me. Anyway some of this is a little off from the game but not too much, please enjoy.

(The bit at the end is for all the LOTR fans out there)

Beka was sitting in her room furious. How could Logan do this to her, she was his sister. How could he do this at all, what he did was monstrous. Elliot had been her only friend after her parents died. They spent most of their time together, always getting into trouble with the palace staff. A sudden realization hit her. I think I loved him, but now he's dead. I will get back at Logan. He will pay for what he's done. The sun had started to set when Walter barged through the door.

"He's gone bloody mad! Beka pack anything you absolutely need and nothing else. We're leaving." Beka gave him a horrified look. Sure, she was angry about what Logan had done, but leave her home, leave Logan. She had to believe there was something she could do to fix this. She started to protest.

"Rebecca Rose Smith! Your father entrusted me to keep you safe. You are NOT safe here." Walter's voice was harsh but his eyes were kind. She turned around and started buzzing around her room. First she went to her desk and grabbed her father's notebook. In it were all the adventures he had been on and room for her to write down her own. She grabbed an extra day of clothing as well as her mother's necklace. She gathered up the items and placed it in her knapsack. Jasper looked dismayed.

"We must back more things what about pajam-" Walter cut him off,

"We have no time, follow me." They began sneaking down the stairs and out of the castle towards the gardens. Halfway through the gardens Walter whispered,

"Stop," They where standing in front of where her mother and father where buried.. It was a large stone mausoleum. It was decorated and trimmed with, blue, red, and gold.

"In here," Walter whispered. It was completely dark outside now, but Beka could make out Walters form walking towards the door of the mausoleum. She and Jasper faithfully followed down the steps. Thankfully the door didn't creak too loudly. Once inside Walter said,

"Before your father died I promised him that I would take you here. And here you are." Beka looked around She hadn't been here since the burial. It was lit by torches around the walls and above her parent's tombs. They were white marble with her parent's names and positions on the top of each one. In between them was a statue of a woman with her hands on her chest. Walter walked up to the stone wall behind their graves. He began pushing at the stones.

"It's got to be here somewhere, ah there it is," The last stone he pushed went farther in than the rest. A loud groan resonated through the chamber. The statues arms slowly fell reveling a small disc. Beka stared blankly at it,

"Is that-"

"Yes, your father's guild seal, his most prized possession." Walter cut in, "take it." Beka reached out to touch the cool metal. Everything went black. Then a white light slowly appeared until it swallowed everything around her. A woman began walking towards her. She was dressed in red rags, and her eyes were white. She was graceful, but frightening. When she spoke the sound reverberated all around Beka.

"I am Theresa seer of the spire. I helped your father with his greatest accomplishment, saving all Albion. I am also here to help you do the same. You must understand, your brother can no longer be allowed to rule. He will be the downfall of Albion. You know of what I speak, he has already begun killing needlessly." Beka started to protest,

"He is my own brother I can't betray him. I won't. He's all I have left. My father would not want us bickering over Albion." Theresa glare was frightening, " Your father would not want all of Albion to die at your brothers hands!" Her face softened, "Your brother isn't the same Logan you knew. He has gone mad with power. He is oppressing the people for his own gain, he must be stopped."

"How am I supposed to take down the king of Albion?"

"It will need nothing less than a revolution. Get the people of Albion to follow you and Logan's crown will fall."

"I can't do this. I just can't I'm sorry. How am I supposed to stir up a revolution. I don't know how the people think or live or anything about them. How am I supposed to rally them underneath a stranger's cause?"

"Walter and Jasper will follow you every step of the way, and you will learn about the people. You will see the oppression they are living in. They are ready to fight they just need a catalyst to set thing in motion. You can do it, and you will do it for all Albion. " She handed her a black gauntlet with white inscriptions on it.. "This gauntlet will channel the magical energy in your blood. For now focus on trying to create fire. As you grow more comfortable with it try creating lighting and ice or anything you want, even learn to control time. Whatever you do you must make sure Logan does not posses the crown within the year." The woman and the light disappeared leaving a stone wall in their stead. She slowly sat up. Walter and Jasper both looked at her with concerned faces. Walter yelled,

"What the bloody hell happened!"

"You tell me," she looked down at her hand. She wasn't surprised to see the gauntlet.

"What the," She stood up and looked around. There was a circle in the stone floor with the same pattern as the guild seal. That's got to be the way out, I wonder, she said to herself. Walter was the first to answer her previous question.

"You touched the bloody seal and you bloody passed out, it scared the hell out of me. You can't be doing things like that I'm getting old and," Walters voice faded into background noise. Beka thought to herself Concentrate on making fire, oh that's easy, fire, fire, fire this is not working. Crazy witch, oh betray your family, save Albion, oh and don't forget to make fire out of thin air. Whatever just concentrate Beka. Beka focused. She felt heat building up in her hands; she walked up to the stone circle. She took a deep breath and threw her hands down as hard as she could. A small ring of fire lit around her. The stone wall behind the tombs opened up to reveal a small passageway.

"Bloody hell!" Walter screeched "I was just telling you not to do things like that." Jasper rolled his eyes and cut in excitedly,

"She's a real hero just like her father. Walter this is amazing, your amazing Rebecca I'm so proud of you." he looked at Walter who was now beaming. "And I suppose I'm proud of you too old friend, for not having a heart attack." Walter annoyed by his friend's words started to object, Beka cut him off before he could speak.

"Can we please go. Walter and Jasper immediately followed.

They trudged out through the passageway for hours. Besides Walter's fear of the dark and the occasional bat, things went smoothly and slowly. After several hours they hit a dead end.

"Balls, will be stuck in this bloody cave for the rest of our lives. Until we're dust and bones-"

"Walter," Jasper cut in, "I don't think we're going to die." He pointed at a large circle identical to the one in the other room. Beka walked up on the circle. This time it was easier to make the fire, but still very difficult. As soon as the fire touched the circle, everything around them spun around them. Instead of the dank caves, a blue room with wooden doors and a large map surrounded them. Everywhere around them showed years of neglect. Cobwebs and dust had settled on everything, the blue wallpaper was torn and threadbare, even the book sitting on the map was worn and ragged. Jasper and Walter looked at each other, they had the same idea. Walter was the first to speak,

"I think this the old king's sanctuary," Sparrow's sanctuary was one of the most famed myths of Albion. It was said he kept all his gold and weapons in the sanctuary. Few knew that it was real; in fact the idea for the sanctuary came from the myth. Although Walter and Jasper never had been inside it they remembered when the old king built it. Walter looked down at the book on the map, on it there was a note.

"Hey Jasper there's a note on this book it says 'to Jasper', I think it's for you."

"What it couldn't be, must be some other Jasper,"

"C'mon old fool it's for you. What does it say?" Jasper began flipping through its pages.

"It's the Book of Heroes; it says a great deal of interesting things nothing pertinent to our current situation You two explore I'm going to read more and see if I can find anything useful." Walter and Beka nodded to each other and then went to the door on the far side. Walter hesitantly pushed the door open. Behind the door was a dimly-lit small blue room. There where four weapons placed across the wall. The weapons looked extremely ordinary. They were very similar to the practice weapons she and Walter used in combat training. Beka examined the four weapons; the hammer, sword, pistol, and the rifle all seemed to be in good condition. She found a note inside of the sword hilt. She unrolled it and recognized the writing as her father's. It read like this,

My dear Beka,

Theresa told me what will become of Albion in the years after I've gone. She told me what your part in all of this will be. I know what you have to do is hard, believe me, it's hard for me to accept it. Logan is my son and I love him, but do not doubt the necessity of your task. The weapons on this wall may look ordinary, but they will evolve. The more you use them they will evolve into better, faster weapons. The magic gets easier, but it will be daunting at first. Practice whenever you can, it's the only way you'll get better. Throughout all this mess, whatever you do, remember you don't have to do this alone.

Your loving father

Sparrow

Tears spilled over her eyes as she read the letter. She missed her father more than anything. He always knew what to say to make her feel better. Although, when she thought about, she doubted anything could make her situation better. When she looked up, she saw that Walter had left. She turned around expecting Sparrow to be there, wagging his tail and grinning like a loony, but he wasn't. Figuring he went to go beg treats out of Jasper, she grabbed the sword and the pistol of the wall. She was more trained in those two than the other two. Beka preferred light and quick weapons. She walked back into the room with the map. Jasper and Walter stood over the map, deep in thought. Sparrow vainly tried to get their attention. Sparrow seeing that Beka had entered the room ran over to her and started barking. Walter looked up at her.

"Do you still have the guild seal?" Beka nodded and took it out of her knapsack. "Good Jasper found out that by using the guild seal you can travel in and out of the sanctuary. You select a place on the map, and then the seal takes you there. Jasper can also talk to you through the guild seal." Beka nodded. She was slightly stunned that the little disc in her hand could do all that.

"So where are we going."