A/N: I was re reading the first two chapters and I realized they were FULL of typos! I'm sorry for that, and I'm working of decreasing the number of them in this chapter. Thanks for reading!

When the human race was still young, long before any mortal being alive now would remember, Scathach and Aoife were not very different than they are today. On the ground that is now a Scottish soccer field, the two figures fought. A passerby who didn't know them would never have guessed it was only a friendly practice duel,they were being so ferocious. Scatty looked into her sister's eyes for a moment before seizing a perfect opportunity, hitting Aoife's blade right out of her hand. It hit the ground with a clang and Scatty let out a cheer of triumph.

'Good try sis, but you knew I'd win that one' Scatty handed her sister back the fallen sword.

'She who tries has more chance than she who does not. And anyways, if I REALLY wanted to win, I'd forget the sword.' Aoife jumped at her twin and started tickling. Scatty squealed, wondering how her sister knew her so well. She hated being tickled.

On the way home, they went through the market to pick up food for supper. All the humani waved at them as they passed. Scatty and Aoife hadn't been alive during the battle on Danu Talis, but they were known to be supporters of the humans. When they arrived, there was a note on the table from Prometheus saying he was going to be out for a while. They rushed up to the large room they shared and changed out of their sweaty clothes. It wasn't until then that Scatty saw the big scratches across her older twin's skin from hands to shoulders and from thighs to feet.

'What happened to you?' 'Nothing.' Aoife brushed her off. She pulled on a comfy sweater and sat herself down on her bed.

'Sis. Don't lie to me. That isn't nothing. Tell me who did it to you and I'll shred him to pieces.'

'Fine. I asked someone from the city to help me train.'

'Why would you do that? You're one of the best warriors here!'

'Not as good as you.'

'Is that what this is about?' The look on Aoife's face held the answer.

Scatty walked over and put her arm around her twin. The gesture caused Aoife to let go of the tears she'd been hiding for so long. The Aoife now would never let her emotions slip through, but this one was just getting used to life and hadn't mastered that skill yet.

'It's just that you're so good at everything. You can beat me any day with any weapon, and everyone loves you. What if I don't live up to what I was meant to do? What if dad was right?'

Scatty wiped the tears off her sister's face and let her lean close to her. She gently turned the other girl's face so they were looking into each other's eyes.

'Don't you ever, ever say that. Dad was wrong. All he ever cared about was how he could rule the world. He underestimated us, you. And someday he's going to regret it. Because you're going to be the best warrior ever, and he'll wish he wasn't on your bad side. '

' You really think that?'

'I know that. We'll start training even harder, and you won't have to practice with this idiot who hurts you.'

'But...' started Aoife

'No buts!'

'He's kinda cute!'