I didn't plan on fighting aliens, but my conscience didn't let me sit and enjoy my tea. So I did fight. Now people are looking for the girl in the black hoodie who stopped a giant flying alien with out touching it. And I don't want anybody to know who saved them. Because there are people out there who want to get their hands on me. And it wasn't so they could congratulate me.

I'm sure lots of people would like to related to Sherlock Holmes. Not me. My mum had just died, and now I had to go live with my dad, who has been absent in my life for the past sixteen years. So basically, my whole life. I just hoped he didn't drive me crazy before I could get out when I turned eight-teen.

Oneshot- I am not a nice person. I never was. So when I was saddled with the resposibility over my spanish classmates after we landed in an English movie, I just decied to hell with them, and left them rot. Like I said, I wasn't a nice person.

When that godforsaken wizard came to my house asking me to come with him to free a mountain of a dragon for a bunch of dwarfs, I didn't want to accept. But the promise of a pair of mithril daggers was too much for me. Now I'm going to join in on a quest to fight a dragon like in the fairy tales. Only this time we aren't going to rescue a princess, we are going to save gold.

When that dumb wizard turned up on my doorstep, I should have sent him away. Instead, I grabbed my weapons and followed him. That was the worst mistake of my life. Or was it? Warnings: some heavy swearing, implications of sexual intercourse, a bit of angst and one very angry female. (Currently un-beta'd. If you find any mistakes, please point them out so I can correct them.)