Hello readers, this is my second fanfiction, and for those of you who have read my first, I hope you would like this one as well.

kohakumiyu

Chapter 1: Ironies of Life

According to Skyler Evans life is perfectly fine, especially now that her mother is newly single again. Her former father, or at least as much of one as he was, was, to put it simply, a pain. Ever since Ashlocke Evans had married him, she had nothing but sadness and troubles. For most of Skyler's young life she could never remember her mother smiling when her father's around. Hence, today, July 17th, is Ashlocke's first day as a single woman.

"Mother, really, you can't go around in that! It's pink!" Skyler laughed when her mother came out of the dressing room wearing a light red dress that looked like it's been dragged through World War I and back.

"Why, it looks perfectly fine to me!" her mother replied in dead earnest.

Skyler slapped her forehead, "Mom!"

"Well, what's wrong with it!"

Skyler leaned back against the wall groaning, "It looks like a stack of ruffles, that's what's wrong with it!"

Her mother glared at her, "I think it's fine. And I like red."

"Mother, it's pink."

Her mother run her hand through her short curly hair, "Well, I like it."

"Fine, it's your funeral." Skyler grumbled as her mother returned to the dressing room. She sighed and looked around the rack, trying to find something else that doesn't look like it's been her for millenniums. Her mother has a good taste when it comes to finding her cloths, but for her own wardrobe….Whenever Skyler pointed out the irony, her mother always replied that she wasn't a teenager. But Skyler saw nothing wrong with her mom dressing in a spaghetti strap or even jeans; she's not fat, and she has a waist! Oh well, never argue with a mother, that's a given, they always wins.

Just then Skyler saw a pair of black boots in the shoe section, "Hey mom, I'm going to the shoe sect!"

"Okay!"

Skyler cooed softly as she lifted up the boots, "Oh you pretty, pretty thing!" The boots where black with a thin combat boot–like sole and a high-laced up to the knee. She sat down on the sofa and slowly pulled them on then after she finished lacing them she stood up and looked into the mirror.

"Excellent!" Skyler grinned as she looked into her reflection; suddenly she noticed a small silver spot on the mirror. Her eyebrows rose in surprise, "Well, that wasn't there before," she muttered. Then as curiosity overcame her she reached out and touch it, then before she could even yell out she felt herself pulled into the mirror and then…nothingness.

The next thing Skyler knew she was standing on the edge of a forest by a river.

Okay, before I freak, WHERE THE PHYSIC AM I! Skyler thought as she looked around frantically.

It was near dusk, and frankly she has no desire to be stranded in the middle of no where. She reached toward her pocket…damn it! I left my cell phone in the car, because I thought since mom has…oh crap!

And of course bad things always comes in threes, as if being stranded in the middle of no where wasn't enough….

Thunk! A black feathered arrow landed five feet to the left of her.

"OMG!" Skyler screamed partly in surprise and partly in frustration. Another one shot by her, except three feet closer.

Around this time her 'fight or flight' instinct kicked in and her rational sense moved out. Despite the glaring fact that she should be in the TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY WITH NO ARROWS, she decided to run anyways.

A very good idea, for now.

Pretty soon she was ducking through trees, and before long she could hear thudding steps and high-pitch screeching behind her. There were no more arrows, apparently because of the trees…lucky for her.

Apparently, according to whatever law that's out there, when there's one good thing, there's bound to be one bad thing.

Somehow, in some sick twist of fate they had gotten in front of her, or at least one of them had. And they were definitely not human as far as she could see.

Her pursuer's face was a mottle green color, or brown beneath a thick layer of grime. His pointy teeth gnashed expectantly at her, and strangest of all, he was wearing an armor and holding a crude toy-like, but definitely deadly sword.

Okay, I must be dreaming…The monster lung and Skyler duck to one side. Uh, so…maybe not… I should make use of self-defense before I get 'dream-chopped!' I'm a black-belt for crying out loud!

Skyler bit her bottom lip nervously, but her fist clench in determination. Okay, just like practice.

She duck again, and ran around the monster. Before it could response Skyler knelt down and swung her legs in an arc tripping the monster. Without waiting for it to get up Skyler kicked the sword away from it and gave it a kick in the stomach that sent it flying. The thing gave a loud screech, oh dear, that cannot be good. On instinct, Skyler dived for the sword and duck behind a tree. True to her thought two other monsters arrived and were heading her way. OMG! This thing is nothing like fencing. It's heavy! Her eyes caught a branch on the ground and she threw down the sword and went after the branch. She grabbed the branch and this time, without waiting for the monsters to attack she went first. The first one jabbed its sword at her, she block it and twirled the tree limb toward its head and knocked it down. Then reversing the twirl, she managed to block the other one's swing and banged it on the head with the branch.

Okay…please be dead, or at least be out…I'm getting tired… Of course contrary to her plea, they weren't out…in fact…

Thud…this time the arrow didn't land on the ground, it landed on her back toward her right shoulder blade.

"Shit!" Skyler yelled as she turned around to find another monster behind her holding a black short bow. She hurled the branch at the monster despise the screaming pain on her back. It knocked the bow out of its hand, and before it could picked the bow up Skyler rammed her fist into the side of its face and kneed it in its stomach.

"You bloody bastards! Ganging up on a woman," punch, kick, "four against one," punch, kick, and punch, "didn't your mother teach you any manner,"punch, "Bloody idiot." Punch, kick, kick, and kick.

Another thud…

Skyler turned around and saw a dead monster on the ground behind her with its sword at its side. The other two was dead too, each with an arrow at its throat. Skyler raised her eyebrows, but before she could even raise a question in her mind, the pain she had been ignoring came back in a hundred fold. She fell to the ground with her left hand reaching behind her…

"I would not pull the arrow out if I were you human, it has barbs in it." A heavily accented voice sounded behind her.

Skyler winced, "If you're here to kill me or whatever else you people do around here, would you kindly do it before I die of blood poisoning or gangrene."

"It is true we do not like trespassers, but that does not mean we have no manners to kill a helpless lady." The voice said again behind, Skyler could distinctively hear the smirk in his voice. Skyler shot off the ground and turned around to face the newly appeared, "Just because I'm female, doesn't mean I'm bloody helpless!" Skyler growled. As if to demonstrate life is full of ironies, she swayed, and fell backwards. However someone caught her before she even touched the ground. And of course just as it's the first time for her to fight a monster, it's the first time she fainted too.