The king of the rouge smiled down at his dear friend Alan, better known to him as Alanna, as he taught her to fight. He had only figured her secret out just recently. He started to wonder what would happen if she figured out that he was the king of the rogue. 'If I tell her now, will she run away? Everybody had their dark side, right?' He thought to himself.

"George?" Alanna asked, noticing he looked destracted. "Is everything alright?"

George looked over at Alanna, snapping back to attention. "Yes. Everything is fine." He said, putting on a charming smile. "Let's run through that last drill one more time."

Alanna went to throw a punch at him and he deflected it easily, sending her sprawling onto her stomach. She rolled over onto her back and grinned up at him. "I'll beat you one of these days." She said determinedly.

George smirked. "Sure you will." He said. "But today isn't that day."

Alanna laughed as she stood up, getting back into her fighting stance. George smiled. 'Everybody has a dark side. Nobody is perfect, but we are worth it. Will you love me? Even with my dark side?'