owmygosh I finely get to introjuse you all to jey!!!!!!

Worthy stood in the rain. His cloak was soaked and plastered to his back. What he wouldn't give for a shelter! The figure in the shadows who was following Worthy better not be bad news. He waited till he thought the person was off guard, then he spun and pressed his claws to the stranger's chest. It was not who he thought it would be.

"Anda?" he asked, confused to see the human partner to Tellun. The boy handed Worthy a note.

"I was with Meilin and she gave me this and told me to give it to you. She says it's not from her. I was only hiding in case it wasn't you, please don't hurt me!"

"Anda, I'm not going to hurt you, why would I do that?" Then Worthy realised he was looking like Simone who was very much going to hurt Anda. He retracted his claws and stepped back. "Go" he whispered. "This is a quest I must do alone." Anda nodded then ran, releasing Tellun and jumping on the great elk's back. He read the note.

(this is another of royashgoodlooks songs)

For so many years we've been plotting our revenge in seecret while hiding in plain sight, and now we're here, and we'll reveal ourselves and defeat every Redcloak knight. It's time to rise up. It's time to fight back. It's been this way for too long. The hidden side and the red, it's a battle for your life. Who will win and who will fall? Who will triumph through it all?

For so many years we were the guardians of peace and justice in this crazy world, but now I'm here because the Conquerers had us hunted like we were enemies. It's time to rise up, it's time to fight back. It's been this way for too long. The red side and the green have become friends and that's for life. We might win or we might fall, we might triumph through it all.

Give in to your anger, let the hate flow through, or let go of what you fear to lose, and may the beasts be with you.

And now it's time to rise up, it's time to fight back. It's been this way for too long. The good side and the bad, which side is your own life? Who will win and who will fall, who will triumph through it all?

What the heck did that mean? thought Worthy as the note started to blur with rain. Then he spotted something. Every few letters were different: w o r t h y b r o. Worthy bro. Worthy knew this could only be from one person - Dawson. This was the code they'd learnt as kids. They'd used it to write rude messages to people and letters containing secrets during the wars. A name, then bro, was the signal for Worthy to come to Dawson's location but no one was to know. He stuffed the wet note into his pocket and just as he was about to start wondering why Meilin would have had the note, someone jumped him from the bushes. He spun and attacked, drawing his sword, a glare set on his face. As their blades clashed the attacker smiled. She had black hair and pale skin. She flipped herself around and clashed her pretty antique sword against Worthy's sabre. She fought him back. She was skilled. Worthy pulled his favourite trick. When she brought him into a close lock, he slashed out his claws, scratching her stomach. She kicked him hard in return but then he scratched her face. She was on the floor, three scratches across her face, her black hair wet. He held his sword to her throat. She smiled up at him.

"Took you long enough" she said as she pushed his sword aside using her own. Her pale face and dark eyes made her look almost Zhongese but her voice was Euran. She looked smug, despite the fact she was losing.

"Who are you?" he demanded.

"Oh, I am sorry, where are my manners? My name is Jey. You can call me Skill."

"Nah, I won't."

"Behind you!" she warned. He spun to see one of Zerif's old men behind him with a sword. He ducked the thrust.

"New Conquerers, attack!" he cried. Then suddenly, about a dozen men came charging out of the bushes. Jey jumped up and fought back to back with Worthy.

"Surprising turn of events" she said as she fought. Worthy rolled his eyes. She was dressed in a black scale top and skirt with lots of jewellery. Worthy wondered how she was able to move so easily. She blocked a swing at Worthy's head, in return, Worthy scratched another man with his sword tip.

"So how'd you all find me?" he said.

"Oh, simple. Your brother sent me to make sure he and the heroes got here safely. After all, the others don't trust me, but your brother does, so I was just escorting Anda really."

"Why'd you attack me?"

"Attack? No, I was defending."

"Hmm, very likely story."

"DUCK!" she grinned. "These people are old aquaintances of Zerif's. I know them."

"You were a Conquerer?"

"You mean the Conquerer."

"Erm, no, if anyone was the Conquerer it was me."

"Right" she said as she ducked a sword thrust.

"Dad would never have wanted anyone other than me to be top."

"Dad!?" spluttered Worthy. She laughed.

"Yep, he adopted me when I was one" she smiled, then blocked a sword from hitting Worthy's face. Worthy was stunned to hear this information.

"Zerif did something kind?"

"Oh, come on, I was just a tool." She laughed, saving Worthy yet again. She was the most skilled fighter he'd ever seen.

"You are his daughter?"

"Yep, but like I said, a tool. He needed me like he needed Raisha. I basically did all the same things she did. It was fun actually" she smiled, jumping over a sword thrust and spinning in the air, going horizontal to avoid the blade as she landed. Worthy just stared. All but one of the men had either retreated or been killed. She smiled at him, her face a mixture of smugness and humor. She was as beautiful as Shadow and better skilled. She seemed to show off a lot so her actual fighting skills were only really the same as all the Redcloaks, but there was something different about her.

"So you earned the name Skill?"

"You see why my friends called me that!" she laughed, then turned and ran.

"Where are you going?"

"To save Dawson, duh" she said. He followed. He really didn't have any other choice.

"So you grew up with Zerif"

"Yep, he's the worst dad."

"Oh, have you even tried having my dad?"

She stared at him. "He started two wars?" she said sarcastically.

"No-"

She smiled. "So I gess I win "

"It's not a competition!" he called, running after her.

"Oh, is it not, Devin?" He recoiled at that.

"How-"

"Zerif" she smiled. Worthy couldn't decide if he liked this girl or not.

"So did you have a spirit animal?"

"Well, duh! I got one at the age of nine." She said this like Worthy should have known.

"I got one at the age of twelve."

"I know, Dev."

"It's not Dev."

"Oh, sorry, Worth."

"Hey, you can't call me that!"

"Can I not?"

"So, erm, what's your spirit animal?"

"A black snake, duh" she said. Worthy wondered if some of Zerif had rubbed off on her.

"Name?"

"Name!? Nah, why would I have bothered to name the thing? She's part of me!"

"Merged!?"

"Ha, you hadn't noticed?" She held out one scaled arm and Worthy realised that it was not a top, but in fact scales. He recoiled.

"That's cool, you a Redcloak."

"You dumb, of course not, or else you'd know me."

"Ow right"

"You really do remind me of your brother."

"Do I?"

"Yeah, you're both so annoying."

"So, erm, how'd you know my brother?"

"I'm a mercenary, as I like to call it. I go around searching for the highest paid job."

"Oh, erm, ok."

"Your brother's got some good jobs."

"Like what?"

"Personal guard."

"Oh wow, you must have found that hard."

"Tell me about it."

"Oh, erm, ok, well you follow Dawson-"

"It's an expression"

"Ok."

"Honestly, you boys are so dumb" she said running ahead.

"So, erm, what's the plan?" he called, catching up.

"You got a team?"

"Yeah, I'm a Redcloak."

"Good, we'll use them. Where are they...?"

A few days later Worthy and Jey arrived at the Torch.

"So this is where you live?" mused Jey.

"Worthy, man, I thought you weren't coming back till next week" said Jolt, running out with Mace, Sofa, Shadow, Talon and Stead.

"Look, we've not got time for happy reunions. The summoners of the Great Beasts have been captured" stated Jey coldly.

"Griff and Anqui!" gasped Talon.

"Well yeah, did you not hear me?"

"Well then what are we waiting for?" said stead.

"Right, do you have a medic?"

"Of course we do. Sofa."

"Cool. The rest of you all fight?"

"Yep, and we're pretty skilled" said Shadow.

"Well, we'll see about that. Come on, no time for chatting!" Then she ran ahead as if she owned this place.

"Oh, by the way, she's really annoying" warned Worthy.

"I thinking she's cool" said Shadow, running off to join Jey at the front. The two of them laughed a bit and soon Talon joined in too, leaving the boys and Sofa behind.

When they finally got there Jey seemed to have everything figured out.

"So Shadow and I will break them out since we're the slyest, and you boys stand guard. Talon, you're an archer, so you will guard from the high ground."

"On it" said Talon, climbing the neerest tree. Jey and Shadow set off towards the cage.

"Finally, someone here to save me!" said Kirat from inside the cage.

"Shut up, do you want rescued?" Kirat rolled his eyes as Shadow picked the lock with her claws. Then Worthy heard the sound of blades clashing and bolts firing. He spun around to see several men running at them. He drew his sword and before he knew what was happening Jey was there, fighting two men twice her size, ducking and jumping to avoid being hit. Then they both came at her from two different hights, too high to jump, but too low to duck. She pushed off the ground and spun between their blades, before landing and slicing both their legs with her sword. Then she held up her sword and blocked a blow from behind that a normal person would never have seen. Worthy spun his sword up, only to see Meilin.

"Oh hey, Worthy" she said.

"Hey, Meilin."

"Why are you working with Jey? I made sure it was only Anda who got away, how'd she find you?" Clearly Meilin didn't like Jey, but then Meilin didn't like lots of people at first. In fact, the only time she'd warmed to someone immediately, she'd been double crossed by that very person. Blades clashing, Meilin fought over to Jey, Worthy following.

"Run!" commanded Jey. The others did so, even Conor, Rollan and Abeke. Meilin stared at her with her hardest stare.

"You're running too." Jey backflipped over a sword. She was too graceful, too precise, probably something she got from Zerif. She was also beautiful, but not in the same way as Shadow.

"Deal" she said, then turned and along side Meilin, ran. Worthy followed but to everyone's surprise she doubled back and re-entered the battle. She was going to distract them so the otherrs could get away. Shadow saw the distraction and grabbed Worthy and Jolt, holding them back. She signalled to Talon, who turned and began firing.

"Are you coming?" demanded Meilin.

"Hang on, just waiting for my friend. You go, we'll catch up."

Meilin rolled her eyes then reluctantly went to join the others.

"You see her as a friend?"

"Why not, she's cool."

"Yeah, I'm with Worthy, man" admitted Jolt.

"Come on, move, move, move!" cried Jey. Shadow turned and ran. Jey soon overtook them and climbed up a small cliff face on the side of the road, before jumping down on the enemies and catching up with the others. She grabbed Talon's crossbow and fired three precise bolts at the pursuing men. That's five down since they first started giving chase. She stopped. There were twenty men and just one her.

"Jey, come on!" cried Shadow, stopping.

"Girl, we really gotta go" said Jolt. Worthy took Shadow's hand and led her to the others camped in a cave. Jey would have to distract them if they were to get away. They had a great view of Jey but they'd be trapped if even one of the men was to find them. They watched as Jey attacked, her swings precise. One swing and two men down. That only left eighteen. She jumped a sword thrust then landed on the man's head. She removed his helmet and hit him with the hilt of her sword, hard. He fell to the ground. She jumped onto the next man's head. He was slashed by his friends as she jumped over the blade that cut into him. That left sixteen - no, fifteen, she'd just cut another man in half. She'd defeated five full grown men in less than a minute. Meilin looked impressed, although she would never admit it. Shadow was in awe and the others were all just staring. She jumped as two men collided, stabbing eachother rather then her. Thirteen left. She rolled across the floor, immobilising three men with her sword, then juming up and stabbing another. Only nine left. Not a strand of her black hair was out of place, it stayed wavy as ever. She cut into two more men and they fell at her feet. Seven left She ducked beneath two sword thrusts and the two men hit eachother insted of her. She then impaled another man. Four left. She grabbed another man's sword out of his hand and spun around. Two more men fell at her feet. The final man knelt at her feet.

"Please, I surrender."

"Oh, how nice, but I serve no one but myself." She thrust both swords through him.

"What did you just do!" demanded Meilin.

"Saved you."

"Where's your mercy!?"

"I think what you mean is thank you."

"Ugh, I knew we shouldn't have trusted you. Come on, I'm leaving." Rollan, Abeke, Conor, Tasha, Takoda, Kirat, Niri with Cordalles carrying her, all left. Most of the others followed, leaving Shadow, Worthy, Dawson and Raisha.

"Thanks" said Dawson, before he ran off and jumped on Kaina. She screamed and all the others laughed.

"That was so cool! You are amazing, even if you need to get your head around mercy. Guess you got that from Zerif" smiled Shadow. She looked as if she wanted to go talk to Talon, but she was with Griff and Anqui.

"So you knew Zerif?" asked Raisha.

"Knew him! He's my dad" said Jey a little more kindly.

"I worked with him for a while."

"I know. You're Raisha, right?"

"Yeah." A recognition passed between the two girls.

"So you think I did a good job?"

"Good, you were amazing!" The three girls set off after the others. Worthy ran to Jolt.

"So you like her?" Jolt asked.

"Neutral, she's annoying."

"Haha, I think she's pretty"

"Pretty skilled, you mean."

"You talking about me?" asked Jey

"Yeah" tried Jolt.

"Well I'll have you know, I don't like boys, so don't get your hopes up."

"I wasn't going to" protested Worthy.

"Yeah, his heart is already taken" said Shadow, a grin on her face. Shadow was normally the kindest but that didn't mean she didn't like to joke, especially with Jey around. Jey was always doing things like that.

Later, as the Greencloaks left for Greenhaven and the others for their countries, Worthy, Shadow, Jolt and Jey stood on the shore. Talon was on the boat to Amaya saying a final goodbye to Griff and Anqui. The others had already returned to the Torch.

"You'd make a good Redcloak" said Shadow.

"You think so?" replied Jey.

"Yeah of course" said Jolt.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I may have too much skill." Shadow laughed

"Skill is what we need." 

"Nah, I'm fine as I am. Mercenaries like me don't do a job without money."

"Oh, we can pay" said Worthy.

"Nah, no long term jobs."

"You sure?" said Shadow. She sounded kind of sad.

"I'm sure. But tell you what, Shadow, I won't kill you."

"So you'll be on our side?" asked Worthy.

"No, I'd gladly kill either of you two. I'm on Shadow's side."

"Oh" said Jolt, sounding disappointed.

"We'd better get back" said Talon as the boat disappeared.

"Yep, come on" said Worthy, more than ready to get rid of Jey.

"See ya, Skill!" called Shadow.

"Bye, Shadow!" laughed Jey.

"You called her Skill" said Worthy, anger slipping into his voice.

"It's what her friends call her."

"Oh, you are going to pay for that, Shadow" muttered Worthy.

"What was that, Devin?"

"Shut up!" snapped Worthy.