Cassy spent time working as a mercenary, most could not tell she was blind so it did not matter, she knew her duties and performed them well. This took her many places around Rhydin and occasionally beyond. The pay was quite good, yet down town she would get bored and wandered around the town. She thought about Peatters and how he use to take her riding on his huge motorcycle. Also Vixen and Old Fox, they had taken care of her many a time. The one she thought of the most was Ghost, she missed him terribly and remembered taking care of his home when he took her in.

Those were the days when she feared many things, but still the followed the guidance of The Force. When she left, she knew those had taken her captive had made her more dangerous and following the words of the Force she caught a freighter to other places. She had money in her account. She drew it all out to make her journey.

Through Cassy's journeys she came to recken with herself and purged the danger from her mind, it took months of meditation and constant focus on the Force. She had training sessions with herself and in time she learned what the Force wanted her to know. She was well balanced in the Force, she knew others took sides, but she would not, the Force was her guide and she followed without question. This made her a good canidate as a mercenary. As those whom hired her learned quickly she was warrior to contend with, nothing got past her on her watch and most of those she traveled with would get where they were going without too much trouble.

Cassie went to the Inn at night when she was home, to listen to people talking and to enjoy pleasant atmosphere. A couple times she felt a stirring in the Force, as it gave warning not to show her hand. Cassie knew whom ever it was had more training than she did and sat on one side of the Force, and by the signature it was the Dark Side.

Cassie just kept quiet and smiled to herself as she heeded the voices of the Force inside her mind and body as they guided her away from trouble. She would drink her tea and sit quietly listening to the conversation that took place around her, even as she focused on the one whose signature was that of the Dark Side. Afraid she was not, but cautious she was, for those that followed the Dark Side were unpredictable. Being unpredictable made them overly dangerous, and in her travels she had met a few and had to deal with them in her own way and with no help from others.

Cassie also knew they would seek her out first chance they got and she would have to deal with them at that time. She would not run away like she use to and letting those around protect her from the bad men out there. Cassy learned that no matter where you went, there were bad men everywhere and there was no Mr. Peatters around to protect her and no Ghost. She came to accept that and dealt with things as they came in her own fashion.

Cassie kept walking past the pet store and Mr Rabbit came to mind, he had finally died of old age, but had lived a long rich life as a very spoilt bunny. She thought about Mrs Rabbit and all the Baby Rabbits she had after Mr Rabbit had gotten out of the yard and brought Mrs Rabbit home. Cassy chuckled remembering the difficulty Ghost had trying to explain where all those Baby Bunnies came from, of coarse Cassy knew now, so it became something to giggle over.

Laying up in her room later that nightafter a visit to the Inn, Cassy remembered the two young men that came into her life. Kris, whom had another love, space. Then there was Valen, a rogue of sorts but he protected her as did the others, but she also remembered Ghost's concern and made his concern known with Predator, his big gun.

Valen had taken her many places on his motorcycle, if he could only see her now with her own motercycle, a Harley Cruiser specially designed just for her. It was deep purple with chrome trim and the wheels, she had saddle bags were purple and with silver studs all over it and on the gas tank there was a picture of Mr Rabbit on both sides. The handlebars resembled tusks like Mr Peatters had that would not come off. The motorcycle fit Cassy it had a little bit of memory in all of it, even a holster for her Light Spear. Most of the time Cassy kept that in the holster attached to her calf, that way it posed no real threat as it would take her time to reach it, to the dismay of many whom had that thought.

Laying in her bed Cassy knew she would have to seek a place to live soon, but so far some of the places were not to her liking and using the advice of the Force she kept searching. Cassy's eyes got heavy as she drifted off to sleep, tomorrow was another day and she would seek out other places to make her home.

Cassy finally got settled in and everything set up as she wished, there was even a place to store her bike, which was her pride and joy. A gift from Peatters and Ghost just before she left Rhydin never to return. Now she had returned, what brought her here she did not know, but the two men had definitely caught her attention. She knew just what to do, she began to make plans to research the two, delve into their actions just to see who they were and why people was scared of them. Cassy knew fear but she followed the advice of the Force and it had never led her astray. The following day she headed to the library where old newspapers were most likely stored on data base of some sort. She took with her a special device that when slid over the page it read the writings for her. It was something she picked up on her travels and it had come in handy more than once. One by one she started to scan the papers and store what knowledge she could about the two. It seemed when someone, most of the time female, came up missing they seemed to be behind it. She also found many missing persons that may be linked to them. "Hmmm, this is quite perplexing and it seems there is nothing or no one able to stop them. At least according to these papers and from what I heard that night. Yet why is that one so familiar" Where have we met?" She remembered the people that seemed related to the female that they dropped off spoke of a Chained Inn and Cassy knew that is where she would have to start. First she would have to find this Chained Inn and observe all that went on there. If anything she would most definitely learn of what was so dangerous about those two, other than she could read their signature in the Force and it was very dark and forbodding. The one thing Cassy did know was that she would have to be careful and keep herself quiet and unnoticed till she could figure things out and deal with them when the time came. If there was a bounty she would try and collect it, if she could, but most of all she was determined to learn of the One's identity and find out why he is so familiar. Besides, as she grinned, she had nothing better to do when not being the mercenary she was at the time. A job that fit her, for she had learned much in her travels and now she got paid for her services.

Time passes and still Cassy was no closer to learning that which she pursued. Still she collected papers and studied the comings and goings of Rhydin closely. Sitting cross legged in the middle of the room she opened her mind to the Force and drifted into meditation. If she was going to get anywhere she needed to allow the Force flow and follow the flow. She closed her eyes and listened to the voices of the Force. The Chained Inn was a picture in her mind, debauchery and horrors on whispered of by many of the denizens of Rhydin. Yet the One she sought was linked to it, his face a black picture in her mind, but the voice holding a familiar ring to her ears and mind. "Who are you, why am I linked in the search to learn who you are?" Cassy whispered to no one as she sat in the middle of the small room. There was no answer to her question, at least not till she found him and confronted him. Time has been quiet and little to no indication of activity on his part did she detect lately nor with the other that seemed to be just as big a part of the one she sought. What was the two of them total scheme of things" Why were they feared as such. She knew their darkness, and the sense of horror that surrounded them, if she knew names it would be clearer to her on their where abouts and what they were truly about. Rising from the middle of the floor, Cassy stepped to the window, not so much to look out, for blindness has its limits, but to let the lifepulse of the city to reach in and touch her with the knowledge she knew was out there. A lifting of her cloak, it comes to lay around her shoulders, hood grasped and pulled to cover the rest of her features. It was time for another trip to the library and then the docks to find a new scent she could follow to bring about the knowledge she sought. The streets seemed almost lifeless as Cassy made her way to the library, she felt as if she was the only one that lived within the city, with those streets so empty. Yet within the shadows two beings took up the hunt on Cassy, as they viewed her as one lone pedestrian that none would miss. They plotted, as Cassy quickly sensed the danger through the Force. She prepared herself unobtrusively so that when they did make their attempt the surpise would be on them. The two moved through the shadows till Cassy reached just the right spot, a blind spot to the street sentries and they laid down their ambush. The battle ensued was swift and to the detriment of the two Hunters, for as their hands reached out for Cassy, a dual snap and hiss of the activation of her Lightspear. The dizzy swirl of red and glue as it cut swiftly into each of the men that thought her an easy target. They fell under her onslaugh of strikes, yet both were left alive to face justice. "Never underestimate your opponent, no matter how dainty they may seem, you could be facing a tiger." Cassy's soft voice filled the night air around the two men. The two men looked up into frozen glacier blue eyes that were blind, yet the small round face held a dark visage even though she gave them mercy to live another day. Another snap and hiss is heard as the Lightspear is put away and without a single word her small hands pull the hood that had fallen away from her face was back in place, she turned and continued on her way to the library. The two men were left for the authorities and a story to tell, but whom would believe those two big muscular males was whipped by a diminuative blind girl. Yet it was the truth, but even a glance around showed no witnesses to collaberate the fact. Only their word against a person the authorities would have to seek out and question. A mystery unfolded within the city and whom would solve it as Cassy attempted to solve her own quest.

Cassy continued the round about walk back towards her small apartment. Using her full array of senses she manuevered herself through the back streets and away from crowds as she headed for home.

She felt them following her, whom they she was not sure, but there were quite a few in number. In her mind a plan formed as she kept herself moving, she waited to she sensed an alley that held no exit.

Her senses picked up on the alley just as she turned the corner of the next street and ducked easily into the blind alley. She moved all the way to the back of it and waited.