Becca sprinted through the forest; her breaths coming in raspy gasps. She knew she was in the Mystic Isle territory, but she just had to get to the замок before anyone else.

No one knew she overheard Ailsing's and Kyra's conversation.

What are Ты doing here!"
"I'm not suppose to say, but I can trust you. Rowan, my leader, sent me to capture the princess."
,"M-Me too!"

She was guessing all clans where sending out their lieutenants for the ransom. Suddenly the battle between the two talented warriors, Bentley, and the one that calls himself "Chaser" entered her mind.

For some strange reason that name sounded so familiar; it was tugging on Becca but she just couldn't get it right. The thought evaporated from her as she slide under a low hanging branch. "Where the hell is that place!?" She let out in a low hiss. Her eyes met a long, deep cavern. Instantly her gaze caught sight of a rock at a 45 degree angle. "Really?" Sprinting she ran up the rock and was bound to make a clear jump, but something knocked into her stopping her. Her body stopped and plummeted toward the bottom of the cavern. Blood pounded in her veins and her сердце raced. With a last bounding effort she reached out her hand. Something grasped hers and pulled her up.

It took a moment but Becca pulled herself together and focused on her rescuer.

A small winged girl. "From the Winged Clan? No. She must be from Wind Clan... But she's so .... Small."

"Who are you~!!?" The girl's изумруд eyes spread wide as she gazed at Becca.
"None of your business... kid." Becca growled as she shrugged the girl off and continued walking. After a short time, Becca thought she Остаться в живых the girl...

Thought.

"So what's your name?"
"Death."
"Oooo! That sounds familair.."
"Yeah.."
"So who's clan are Ты in?"
"None of your business!!"
"Grumpy much?"
"Annoying much?"
"Mememememe!!"
"Shut up!"
"NO!"
Becca turned her head to the girl and kept walking."You have two секунды to shut up или else!"
Mel didn't respond she stopped in her tracks, eyes wide.
Becca was still looking at Mel,"What's wrong kid? Cat got your t-" Becca's eyes shifted from Mel to the figure in front of them and she hissed,"Chaser.."

"Hello, Be- I mean Death" He smirked behind his emotinoless mask,"And Onyx was it?"

Melissa gasped,"Who are you?" but before Chaser could reply Becca pounced at him,"Tell me who Ты are and Показать me your face или I'll rip it off myself!!" Her dagger was at his throat.
"I'm Chaser, sweetheart." He scoffed as he pushed her off and vanished in mid air only to appear by Mel; a нож to her throat.

"Now, Miss Onyx here shouldn't die should she?"
Becca's eyes widened staring at Melissa.
"...Let her go!!"
"She's part of Wind Clan though.. you've killed plenty of them right? What would it matter if one еще died?"
"Please.." Becca hated sounding vulnerable.
"As Ты wi-" He couldn't finish for Mel round-house kicked him in the face. Revealing a single lock of blonde hair loose hanging in front of his mask. He growled and sprung at Mel only to be knocked to the side by Becca and pinned down by Melissa. The assassin walked over and stabbed her other dagger straight through his hand into the ground.
"No vanishing.. tell me where your from или I'll remove your pretty little mask."
Chaser let out a painful scream,"Never!"
Becca placed her hand on his mask, lightly pulling.
"The Myst Clan!"
The assassin's eyes widened as a small memory, fuzzy but still there, flashed in her head.
"No.."
He growled and kneed her in the stomach and pulled the dagger out, Becca flinched waiting for him to throw it at her but opened her eyes to Mel holding down the ground and a bloody dagger on the ground.
"I tried.." Mel whimpered as she walked to help up the shaking Becca.
"Leave." She hissed.
"But..."
"LEAVE! And if any one finds out we met...."
She didn't finish, she didn't want to или have to for Mel was already in the air and gone.
Her shivers had stopped but not the name of... of..
Chaser.
Still lingered.