Here it is! Another chapter in Traitor! This is where we meet one of my OCs, and Danny's new friend! I have a good feeling about this story, hopefully you guys will like it! R&R and enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I still don't own U.S.M

Danny's pov

It was duller than I expected. Going to every home with gift baskets and chatting. Who knew there were so many elders and adults in Kun'Lun. Luckily, I only had a few to go. I knocked on a plain wooden door. My senses went off and I dodged an oncoming projectile. The water balloon shattered at my feet, splashing me slightly. I looked up to see a window hurriedly closing. I knocked again. An extremely high and squeaky voice rang out in a butchered Spanish accent.

"Um...No one home honey...Just housekeeping...No one home!"

"Whoever is there, I can tell that that is not your proper voice," I sighed.

"Maybe it is!" The person behind the door forgot to disguise his voice and instead, the voice of a teenage boy rang out. "Oops..."

"Point proven, come out please. My name is Danny," I offered. The door opened.

"Duh! Danny as in King Daniel of Kun'Lun, wielder of the Iron Fist! The same Danny I just threw a balloon at! Which I'm super SUPER sorry for! Don't throw me in the dungeons! I'm too handsome!" He was a boy about my age, but shorter. About Sam's height. He was pale with blue-gray eyes that sparkled when he spoke. His grin reminded me of Peter's, kind and playful. His long bangs fell in tufts across his forehead and his hair fell just short of his shoulders, curling behind his ears. It was snowy white, with black tips. What surprised me most, was his outfit. It was far from the traditional Kun'Lunian style. He wore a simple, pale blue hoodie over black jeans and red converse sneakers.

"Dungeon?" I asked.

"Pfft!" He blew a strand of hair away from his face. "Don't act so surprised, I know how you royals act. Can never take a joke! One wrong move and it's "off with your head!" So before you take me in, I'm sorry I threw the balloon, it was totally not mean for you!"

"Wait! I do not know where you got your information, but it is incorrect. I don't mind that you threw the balloon, really. I just wanted to meet you, I was hoping to make some friends on my visit here."

"Really?"

"Really," I reassured him. He cocked his head, staring at me quizzically.

"Well then, this is awkward. Sorry Danny," He said sheepishly. "For misjudging you."

"It's alright, many have, but I do have one question. Who was the balloon for?" I implored.

"Oh...right...funny story!" He scratched the back of his neck and smiled nervously. "See, I'm supposed to be training right now...with the monks...but I didn't feel like it. So I bailed, and I thought that if anyone was sent to get me, they'd get very wet before they got me back in that stuffy palace!" He laughed. I chuckled and he seemed surprised.

"You are very much like a few of my outsider friends. What is your name?"

"Name's Farligan Byrd! But that's Far to you!"

"Alright Far, how come you do not like training, and your clothes are from the outside..." I trailed off.

"Long story," He muttered.

"I have time," I grinned. He shook his head, but he smiled too.

"Ok, grab your popcorn and get comfy, we're going to be here a while!" He laughed.

Far's pov

I was only five or six. Outside in my little Transformers jacket, in the rain. What was I doing? I was sneaking to my teacher's house, Mrs. Fattenbottom, or FathomBothum, or whatever. You see, the previous day, I had been graciously entertaining my friends with a yoyo display during class. Everyone loved it, even that one girl that never talks. She was giggling and pointing and everything. Of course, just as things were getting real fun, Mrs. Fatbutt decided to be a buzz kill and confiscate my yoyo. I'd gotten that yoyo from my dad before he...Anyway, that yoyo was important! So there I was, soaking wet, peeking into the living room of my kindergarten teacher's house.

What did I expect? To be honest, I thought that the walls would be made of coffee or something, and that the bookcase would be full of magazines labeled: Torture 101-Teacher Edition! But it was actually a normal house with regular furniture and average walls. I climbed through a window and checked that the driveway was empty again, before stealthily walking around the house. Luckily, I didn't even get to her bedroom before I found my yoyo on her kitchen table. I breathed a sigh of relief, then froze when I heard her car rolling up. She was coming in! I hauled butt out of there so fast I could have been flying, but I was little and my legs were short so I fell and my yoyo dropped into a gutter. That's when I decided that teachers were the worst things in life, so I didn't bother going to school anymore. My mother found out and pleaded with me, but I screamed at her until she agreed to let me skip school.

I found out that being at home while your friends are at school is not fun. My mom saw I was bored and decided that we could take a family hike. Or at least, that was what she called "going up mountains for days to find a mystic city." But...she...she couldn't make the trip. She was sick. I made her sick. With worry! She wanted me to live better, she thought Kun'Lun was the answer. I killed her. If I had been better...If my teachers had been better! It was their fault! I continued to Kun'Lun and when they made me get rid of my ties to the outside I fought. They offered me to train with them and I agreed so that I would have something to skip. I still wear my outside clothes and make new ones, and I live here by myself. And no one will ever tell me what to do again! That's a promise!

Yeah...I dunno, I like Far. He might have some problems with his past, but I like him 'cause he's kind of a mix of Peter and Sam and my imagination. This chapter took me so long to type because I had one already written, but I didn't like it and so I typed this. Then, halfway through, my internet stopped randomly and I lost a few hundred words. And I had to take my puppy out so yeah... ;3 Anyway...

Wolf out...