A/N: Sorry for the long delay in updating. It's been a long year for me with the deaths of my grandparents. Hopefully I will be able to update more frequently in the future. I would just like to thank you for the reviews. They were extremely helpful. Please read and review so I know what direction to take. The chapters before this one are more of a prologue, and this is where chapter one will go. Again please read and review, even if it is flames.

The next couple of years passed by swiftly for Kira as she grew intro young adulthood. Over the years she had made some long lasting friendships, she had also learned to grieve when they moved on. When she first joined the company, like any other, she had to start from the bottom up and it had not always been easy for her. At first there was wary doubt in others minds about how a young girl who made it into the company. Some thought it was her Uncles influence that had helped her get in. Kira proved them wrong. Working hard she made it up through the ranks to be equal next to her cousin, Jonathan, as Captain of her own section of the troops. The way the company made their money was to be hired and then they would go fight whoever they were paid to fight. The battles hadn't been easy and by the time Kira was twenty-one she had many battle scars to prove it. Her situation with her Father, who she learned over the years wasn't her real Father, still proved to be explosive. Coll had written to her telling her of how his temper had grown worse since she left. Over the past two years she had barely heard from him.

After a long day of practice with her troops Kira was bone wary as she made her way into the castle. Earlier that evening her Uncle had sent an urgent message stating he wanted to see both her and Jonathan as soon as the stars where overhead. Kira started to smile a greeting as she approached the gates until she noticed the guards, who were dressed in silver mail and clean blue pants, give her dirt covered tunic a look of horror. She produced a smile for them, "Don't worry, I was going up to wash up in my suite to wash up before seeing anyone like this." Kira liked the guards as friends both of them she had trained years ago before they went to be knighted. Now they just decorated the gates.

Before they could say anything back she rushed in. Over the years she would never stop being amazed at the banners that were placed along the corridor leading into one of the main chambers. Decorated with flags of every researched royalty it was a rainbow of color and symbols of both present and long gone. Kira turned towards the right and started to climb a drab looking spiraling staircase, which lead to her chambers.

Once there she quickly changed out of her dirty clothing into her dress uniform. She checked her reflection in the mirror. "Not bad," she said to herself. The dark pants with the blue tunic fit her trim body like a second skin. Kira reached over and grabbed her light chain mail and put it over her tunic, and then she sat down at her desk and pulled on her soft boots that came up to her knees. One last thing she thought to herself as she pulled on her belt with her sword in it. Due to her constant care of the sword it had not tarnished and still had a honed edge. Satisfied with her appearance she shut the door behind her and went down into her Uncles study at the bottom of the stairs.

As she approached she could hear voices arguing back and forth. Kira knocked a sharp rap that seemed to fill the hallway.

The voices immediately stopped, "Come in," She recognized her Uncle's voice as she turned the brass doorknob and walked in. Kira walked into the room noticing that only her Uncle and her old Sword Master where there. She bowed deeply to both of them. "Uncle you asked to see me?"

Kalamare's stood up from where he sat behind his oak desk, "Yes, I wanted to see both you and Jonathan. Have a seat and I will fill you in once Jonathan gets here."

No sooner had he finished Jonathan barged in. His once blue uniform was covered in mud. Jonathan gave Kira a courtesy glance before he turned towards Kalamare and bowed. "Father forgive me for not cleaning up, but I just got done finishing training the Calvary on a new move I would like them to learn. It will only take me a few minutes to clean up and I will be back down."

As he turned to leave Kalamare held up his right hand, his signet ring gleaming in the flicking torchlight. "No, need. Now that you are here, we might as well discuss this." He got up from behind his desk. "Lets go to the backroom for more privacy." Kalamare gathered up a document from his desk and turned towards a door behind him not waiting to see if the others would follow.

Jonathan looked around the room at Kira and the old Sword Master and followed his Father into the room. Kira and the Sword Master pursued not even speaking a word. The room was large with only a square table, which had papers scattered on it that had eight chairs surrounding it. Two of the walls where covered with books on strategies and greatest wars in history. The remaining walls held maps that were both old and present.

"Have a seat everyone," Kalamare said sitting down and watching everyone else sit down. "Today I received a letter from an old friend of mine up north who is having his land threatened by another army. There is not much money involved and hardly any looting, but like I said he is an old friend. He is willing to pay us money, but there wouldn't be much left over after paying costs. Although he did state that who ever is threatening him must have some money. The army who is threatening him doesn't come cheep. This will not be an easy defeat but once we win we can pilfer the other armies supplies and who knows what we will find. Since I am no longer in the day to day activities I called you three to decide if we should help and to take a vote." Kalamare looked over at the Swords Master, "My reason for you being here, is we have several new enlistments that are not ready to go on a campaign so I invited you here to see if you would be willing to train the newbies?"

The Sword Master grinned, "It would be my pleasure."

Kalamare turned his gaze on Kira and Jonathan who sat next to each other, "Is your part of the company ready to ride out and how soon?"

They both looked at each other, Kira was the first to speak, "It will take at least a week to gather up everything that we need, but I would like at least half a week to sit down with Jonathan and decide how are we going to go about solving this problem."

Jonathan gazed into his Fathers eyes, "I'm with Kira. Personally I don't know the area as well as I should and I think before we head out we should go over the terrain and strategies."

Kalamare leaned back into the chair his gaze thoughtful, "So are we in on this one or out."

Again Jonathan and Kira looked over at each other, only this time they were grinning as they turned back towards Kalamare, "We go they said in unison."

"Fine. Jonathan go and clean up, then get back down here."

Kira almost groaned a long day and now it was going to be a long night.