Song of the Lioness "Translated"
Alanna; the First Adventure
Disclaimer: as we all know, I own nothing of this story. This is a blanket disclaimer.
A.N: As the summary says, this is the Alanna series translated as well as I can do into today's times and set in Australia. That means it's A/J, A/G, and A/L, and I do try to keep my thoughts from coloring the story. Please don't ask me about pairings unless it is your goal in life to be ignored. Likewise to flames. Constructive criticism I like. Flames are boring.
For anyone who read the original version of this, thank you for your support and patience, and for everyone in general, please give me feedback, without it I can't improve.
Prologue
The music from the radio had faded long ago into a dim, background hum. Sitting in the backseat of her parent's car, Alanna was caught in a half-sleep, bright points of light coming through her eyelids like morning light through cheap curtains. Her parents were silent. Nothing seemed at all out of place, but she wouldn't remember that peacefulness for a long time.
Suddenly the radio was loud, each word coming out of the speakers like a whip, snapping across her mind so she could never forget them. But if the radio was loud, the sound of tires screeching was louder.
The car jerked, then bucked. Alanna's mother was screaming, but her father was still silent. The exploding glass seemed to cut away at Alanna's soul, her world, until all that was left was the thin, curling sound of screaming and somewhere far off a man cursing, yelling…but all the sound was caught in a bubble of silence, a pocket of peace.
Somehow, Alanna struggled from the wreck, to fall onto the glass-studded grass and then fall deeper into unconsciousness.