Sirina thought about what these stall vendors had said...one had warned her not to go down any alleys ..yet another had begged her to look for his granddaughter and pointed at an alley.

She sensed that this man was a liar ... What if he wasn't though? What if some little girl was running up and down some narrow ally lost?

You go down that alley and you'll be lost more than any little girl. You don't know this city.

She kept walking forward in the direction of the embassy.

Then she found herself stopping.

Damn my curiosity

Because the moment Sirina found herself wondering what KIND of dangers were in that narrow alley.

She also felt the urge to remind herself that just because a team of super strong Elldion had embarrassed her earlier, didn't mean she was weak. She hadn't been in a life threatening situation...she was positive that if she was in any real danger she could get out of it. After all, she was her mother's daughter and Fauna. She would hear anything before they saw her.

This is a bad idea ....it might be a group of cutthroats ...maybe the same Elldion ones. Walk away.

She went down the ally.

I'm just going to be trained to fight bloodthirsty monsters anyway if I can't handle an ally I won't be able to live it down.

She squeezed through the first houses careful to avoid a broken barrel and weathered crate filled with old gray chicken feathers. She heard her boots crunch some broken glass and felt for the dagger strapped to her thigh.

Once she squeezed through the first two buildings she was in a dark narrow space that was split into two directions. One of them was blocked with crates and Sirina was sure she was supposed to follow the much darker and open path between the much taller buildings that sloped downhill.

"Right follow what or who exactly? There's probably nothing even there ." Yet just as she had her doubts, a chill went down her back and she felt tense at the sound of a struggle in the distance and voices. It was coming from down that very same dark alleyway.

She cursed to herself and broke down in a run after quickly sheathing her blades.

Turn your back on someone in danger, and your life will be a short one. The words her mother always said echoed loudly in her mind as she leaped over heaps of trash and felt her momentum shift as she ran down hill now.

When she, at last, could hear the voices clearly she slowed down and stopped altogether.Behind the fence were the voices and a dead end, that was a courtyard of sorts to a local launderer at one point. water and dye basins were askew everywhere in the yard as well as trampled clotheslines and weeds.

"So I was wondering if you could tell me who's in charge?" A soft enchanting voice asked. A male voice, masculine and elegant. A noble most likely.

" HAHAHA you think yours in a situation where you get to ask questions? Like I said give us your belongings, nice and easy."

"There has been reports from the security around this district that several new arrivals to Zett have gone missing, and rumors of a scam involving horrible directions, If you have any information that could put a stop to black market trafficking and the recovery of missing persons please speak now."

Sirina peaked through the fence and saw the back of the man speaking in a low warning voice. To be more precise she saw the long pale hair that had enough body to put any princess to shame.

Wasn't expecting that.

Of course, she could also see the men he was facing much more. They were a rugged bunch, covered in dirt and sun beat. The one closest to the snow-haired stranger had a nasty scar on his face that ran across from the outer corner of his eye to his upper lip, when he snarled and spit to the ground he looked back up laughing.

" Arrest me huh? Just how do you imagine your going to do that? " Scar-face took out a dagger from his belt and the others followed suit The man with the blonde unwashed rats-nest of a head had a great-sword that required the strength of both his arms a fearsome opponent. The other man a chubby fellow with an easy smile and sharp eyes had a nasty looking mace that looked like it had been loved very much over the years. Sirina felt her heart beat furiously and wondered if she should leave before she was seen, but then noticed that Snow-white had pulled out a blade of his own. Hopeful she glanced at the sword but felt her heart sink.

"A rapier?!" She hissed in disbelief. Was this man insane?!

Sirina threw her hand over her mouth alarmed as scar-face looked in her direction and the snow-white seemed to stiffen.

"Hello-hello who's there?" Rats-Nest said with a rotten smile.

Well, there's not exactly much use hiding.

She stepped out shrugging.

"Hi, I sort of made a wrong turn. was looking for someone...your not that someone, sorry to interrupt."

"Oh it's no problem at all, you stay right here and watch little lady! We can have a great party afterward!" Snow-white never turned around keeping his eyes focused most likely on the enemy.

"No that's ok really..." She started backing up. It was ok really because she had snow white blocking her path from the gross trio. She would just back up slowly...keep going ...turn around...

Thuuuunnk!

"Oh silly me ..didn't see this wall before..."

Not a wall. Not a wall at all.

Looking down at her with narrow eyes this creature could hardly be called a man. She had always been a little small, but this time her face only reached this creatures mid torso. His corded arms were covered in tattoos of mermaids and warriors fighting. There was even a tattoo of a mermaid and a mermaid fighting each other. He was clearly crazy and he was terrifying.

Going down the alley was a terrible idea.

He grabbed her and flung scooped her up in his arms like she was nothing but a doll while she screamed and dug her nails in the man trying to bite him, but her face was slapped hard and she felt her vision go black for a minute the sudden pain in her face shocking her to silence. As much as Sirina Minux bragged about her warrior like ways and upbringing she had never actually been hit in the face before.

"Be quiet kitty." The man said with a thick fulkar accent. The kind of accent that made the common language sound twisted and eroded.

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1-9-17 I came back and added an illustration and edited some spelling. I know these first chapters are pretty short but I hope you enjoy them. Please vote and comment <3