oh look Emmelz does remeber how to update... crazy i've updated two stories today! I'd just like to thank Requiem Writer for such kind words to a story that really needs work... and of course to all of my other reviewers... If I didn't have you guys you would be waiting much much longer for this chapter


Chapter Twelve

While Will sat being the good boy at the party, Lyra was walking along the road, the market, thinking about what Serafina had said when she heard a distant cry. Pantalaimon's ears perked up and Lyra spun around. That sound was very familiar to her. The townies were declaring war against the collegers. Even though Lyra no longer lived at Jordan, she felt it was her duty to wage war. She looked over at Pan, and Pan looked at her… as they ran towards the group of collegers.

"Lyra!" a few of them shouted.

"What's going on!" Lyra asked.

"They attacked the Cellestial boys. You know em?"

"Of course… Now what are we going to do about it?"

"We dunno…" Lyra sighed, as much as she loved these kids, she had no idea what they'd do with out her.

"Okay so here's the plan…" Lyra worked out a way of getting to them. The battle ensued with a few more of the Collegers getting attacked until Lyra's troop got to the holding area of the Cellestial boys. They took over their base and wrecked it from the inside, while sneaking the Cellestial boys out. The outside of the base looked exactly the same as it did when the townies returned, but once they got inside they found that furniture had been turned over, and the walls had been covered with markings, of mud, and markers and such. As much fun as the short war was, Lyra returned home still wondering about Will. Even through the harshness of battle she couldn't stop thinking of him.

She had gotten a little muddy during the fight so she went upstairs and took a long warm bath. Sitting in the bath she was talking to Pantalaimon about that days events.

"Serafina seemed different." Lyra said. Pan looked at her quizzically,

"What do you mean?"

"Well… didn't you notice that she couldn't look at us in the face? I don't think she told us the whole story." Pan looked at her.

"She's a witch… are they allowed to lie? No I really don't think so. You have nothing to worry about." Lyra got out of the tub and went into her room, her uniquely golden hair dripping wet. She climbed under the covers of her bed.

"Whatever you say Pan, but still…" She got out the Alethiometer and asked it simple questions about the day, questions she already knew the answer too, just to practice. Then she asked the question she wanted to ask. 'is me and Will being on this journey together a good idea?" The answer was difficult to decipher. But it basically said that they would end the journey together and everything was going to be okay. Reassured Lyra turned out the light and went to bed.