i Setting: A field-type place with no one around. Set in the time before Chase Young turned to the Heylin side. /i

Brown eyes scanned the horizon as the owner of them inhaled the sweet scent of grass. Peacefully, Chase Young wandered in the meadow; his destination not far, but not particularly close, either. A small smile was well placed on his lips when he determined that he would safely arrive at the place that he needed to be.

However, his blissful silence was soon shattered as a young woman's shriek pierced the calm air.

Those same brown eyes quickly darted from side to side as Chase searched for the location of the cry.

He followed the sound until he reached the source- three bandits had surrounded a girl, and were threatening her with daggars.

"Excuse me," Chase cleared his throat, "But I believe that this young lady doesn't enjoy your company very much."

The girl gave him a bewildered look.

The bandits groaned.

"C'mon guys, it isn't worth this hassle." One grunted to the others.

They nodded, and stalked off.

Chase turned to the girl. "Are you alright?" He asked.

She began to blush. "Yes...Thank you. Although I have to say that if they'd started a fight, I could've made it out okay."

Chase grinned. Upon closer inspection, he concluded that she was only about a year younger than him.

"Chase Young." He introduced, holding out his right hand.

She shook it. "You can call me KJ."

"KJ..." He repeated.

"I know." She said, lowering her head. "It's a strange name."

"Not at all." Chase opposed. "I find it quite...unique."

KJ blushed deeper.

"I was on my way into town." Chase continued. "Would you like me to escort you back home?"

"Oh, I don't...I mean...No, thank you. I'll just go. Thank you, again, for saving me." She shook her head and turned to walk away. She took three steps before she found Chase walking next to her.

"Then please allow me to walk you into town."

KJ opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off.

"I insist."

She sighed, yet let a smile creep onto her face.

"Alright. If you insist."

While they walked, Chase studied her.

She was short- about only 4'10". She had dull, brown eyes and brown hair that swept the middle of her back. She wore a black skirt and a gray jacket.

"Can I help you?" She asked, noticing that he had been looking at her.

Chase grinned. "So would you mind explaining why you wouldn't let me escort you home?"

KJ blushed again. "I-I don't have a home." She stammered.

Chase lifted an eyebrow, signaling for her to continue.

She took a deep breath. "I'm probably only a year or so younger than you- but unlike humans, I don't age... I"ll always be like this. I was created by a group of alchemists experimenting on giving people supernatura abilities. With alchemy they somehow created me by mistake. It proved fatal, however, because right after I was awoken, I killed them all..."

KJ blushed as her story ended.

Chase smiled. "I knew that there had to be an interesting story behind that interesting name."

KJ could only smile back.

After entering the town, Chase spotted the place he needed to go, and turned to KJ.

"Here we are. I think that I can trust you to behave...am I correct?"

KJ nodded and smiled. "It was a pleasure meeting you." She told him.

He took her right hand and lightly kissed the top of it.

"The pleasure's all mine."

He grinned as she took her hand back and walked away.