Okey-dokee, this is how this story is going to work: My friend Alaiya Verellan and I are going to team write this story. Her character's story is going to be in bold while mine is going to be in normal text. I do not own her character or anyone from Ranger's apprentice. I only made Ala, Jein, Ryoht, and the unnamed Grandmother. If you want to flame my story, I don't care. If you want to flame her half, too bad, cause she'll never see your comments.

Ala woke up to her daughter screaming. Her first reaction was terror, then she sighed as she saw her six year old sleeping while she screamed. Jein was always different, from the day she was born. Something in her mixed blood gave her the inner eye, which was never wrong. She often screamed in her sleep, and there was nothing Ala could do, for the power was strongest while she slept.

Ala looked over at her infant son Will. She had wanted to call him Maryo, but Daniel said one Hibernian name was enough for a family. So she had agreed on the Araluen name of Will. He was sound asleep, and barely making a sound. The children were so different, and she wondered how they'd get along as they grew up. He had normal hair and eyes, and looked like a pure Araluen.

Just then Jein woke up, "Robbers! Thieves! Murderers!"

Ala rushed over to her, "Shhhhh! You'll wake the baby!"

Jein stopped yelling and look at her mom with her gold and green eyes. Her mother's blue eyes looked back at her. Ala pulled Jeinn close and softly whispered, "What happened? Does it affect us?"

Jein slowly nodded, "Yes. Two of Daddy's swolders are gonna wob us. They will hurt you and Daddy won't come home."

Ala pulled out a travel sack, and filled it with all of Jein's things. She also put some of the little money they had into the bag. She gave the bag to Jein, and whispered in her ear, "Go stay with Widow Jeffery's Inn. I'll come get you when I recover from the robbers. I'll be fine, and they couldn't possibly hurt Will. Don't worry, we'll be fine."

Ala watched as little Jein stumbled down the dirt path in her nightdress. When Jein was out of sight, she wrote a note in the off chance that she didn't make it.