The Truth That Makes Me Cry
Chapter 4
A/N: This is just a short fic. But plz review! Flames and comments
welcome! Tell me if I should leave it here, or if I should carry
on! Sorry this took so long to come out!
Also special thanx to my beta reader, ShadowSorceress! And thanx
to all of you who reviewed; hyperchick88, Kathryn Starr, shadow,
Junipertree, Alanna the Lioness, ShadowSorceress, Grace, Moonlight8387,
Briar's Rose, Takarimon, Radella, asianlioness Jaelawyn Noble, Shang
Unicorn, nat, Lydia, astarael. I was so surprised at how many reviews I got! 31! Yeah!
Also a big thanks you to Aurora! Who kept encouraging me to write,
and also help me banish my writer's block, and helping me with later ideas for this story!
Also, I think the last line in this chapter was from another book
I have read. Harry Potter I think. Oh well.
Disclaimer: As usual none of these characters are mine! So don't sue!
George's POV
How could this have happened? How could i have let this happen?
I had just closed my eyes for a few minutes. The next thing I knew
is that she has gone! How, why, where! All these questions went through my head at once. My greatest concern is that Alanna will die before we have time
to administer the antidote. I can't help but feel all this is my fault.
I sighed heavily and settled further back into my chair.
I had just come from a four hour meeting with Jon, Thayet, Numair and the rest.
We had come up with no answers, no conclusion, and no theories.
It was disheartening. There was nothing I could do, not until there was some sign, or some clue as to where my dearest was being held. I knew Jon had every knight available, searching for her. Still I felt so helpless, as if I was letting her down.
I sighed once more. Well there was nothing to be done at the moment,
maybe if I had some more rest I would be able to think more clearly.
I let my eyes close slowly, and before I knew it I was sound asleep. It was an uneasy dream, about all the troubles of the world, all the disasters, all the problems. Alanna was at the centre, trying to get out. But there were other problems as well that had to be dealt with first before I could get to Alanna. Then Alanna was screaming, screaming for me to help, but there were hundreds of people trying to hold me back. I was losing sight of her! No! I would not lose her again!
Suddenly I was wrenched back into the real world.
I was feeling dazed and confused. What had awoken me? Not that I was not glad to be awake.
As I looked around the room, I noticed a piece of parchment on the floor, under the door. I heard the sound of footsteps scurrying away. I lurched to my feet quickly, hoping I would catch sigh of the person, who delivered it. As I opened the door and peered around the corridors, I realised I was too late. I glanced down at the paper lying on the floor.
I gently bent down and picked up the paper. I gazed at it curiously, wondering what was inside. Carefully I opened it. As I read its contents, my eyes grew wide.
It was a letter from the captors!
Dear George,
At last we meet again. It has been a while.
I am sure you are wondering as to who I am. Well you will know
in all good time. I will tell you this however; I am the one who
is in currently in possession of your wife. I have not as yet harmed
her, but that may change if she keeps trying to escape, which I
assure you she won¹t. I propose we meet. I have many things to
tell you. So if you wish to see you wife again then meet me outside
the Dancing Dove, at midnight, tomorrow morning. Do not be
late. Come alone. I will await you, my darling.
Love ~X*X*X*X~
I felt anger swell inside of me. How dare they do this? As I
read the letter once more I noticed some details that I had failed to notice before.
Like why did they say love and my darling? Also why did they say to meet outside the Dancing Dove? Everyone knew that that area was Rogue territory. No one besides Rogues where seen any where near there after dark, let alone midnight. Did that mean that Alanna's captors were part of the Rogue? Did they capture Alanna to get at me? Or was it that they wanted her, and just wanted me as an extra bonus? Either way, they would not get what they wanted.
Well there was no more thinking about it tonight. I had no choice. I would sneak out to meet with the captors. I would find out where Alanna was and get her out of there. Maybe I would listen to what they have to say to me, and then I¹d kill the rest of them.
That was the price they paid for harming my Lioness. I would have her back in her bad before sunrise. No one would know. I could not tell Jon or the others. They cannot endanger themselves, or stop me, wanting to have time to plan. It may be too late by
then. And by the time they did know, it would not matter. She would be safe once more.
I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. Maybe I should leave one of the men or women for her? I was sure Alanna would love to deal with them accordingly.
I smiled, as I though about what Alanna would do. She would be furious.
Then my eyes clouded over with fear. What if Alanna was already dead? Either from her captors: or her tormenters in her head?
What if this was all one big trap?
Still there was nothing to do but wait and see. Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow. All would be right in the end. I hope. What will come will come.
Chapter 4
A/N: This is just a short fic. But plz review! Flames and comments
welcome! Tell me if I should leave it here, or if I should carry
on! Sorry this took so long to come out!
Also special thanx to my beta reader, ShadowSorceress! And thanx
to all of you who reviewed; hyperchick88, Kathryn Starr, shadow,
Junipertree, Alanna the Lioness, ShadowSorceress, Grace, Moonlight8387,
Briar's Rose, Takarimon, Radella, asianlioness Jaelawyn Noble, Shang
Unicorn, nat, Lydia, astarael. I was so surprised at how many reviews I got! 31! Yeah!
Also a big thanks you to Aurora! Who kept encouraging me to write,
and also help me banish my writer's block, and helping me with later ideas for this story!
Also, I think the last line in this chapter was from another book
I have read. Harry Potter I think. Oh well.
Disclaimer: As usual none of these characters are mine! So don't sue!
George's POV
How could this have happened? How could i have let this happen?
I had just closed my eyes for a few minutes. The next thing I knew
is that she has gone! How, why, where! All these questions went through my head at once. My greatest concern is that Alanna will die before we have time
to administer the antidote. I can't help but feel all this is my fault.
I sighed heavily and settled further back into my chair.
I had just come from a four hour meeting with Jon, Thayet, Numair and the rest.
We had come up with no answers, no conclusion, and no theories.
It was disheartening. There was nothing I could do, not until there was some sign, or some clue as to where my dearest was being held. I knew Jon had every knight available, searching for her. Still I felt so helpless, as if I was letting her down.
I sighed once more. Well there was nothing to be done at the moment,
maybe if I had some more rest I would be able to think more clearly.
I let my eyes close slowly, and before I knew it I was sound asleep. It was an uneasy dream, about all the troubles of the world, all the disasters, all the problems. Alanna was at the centre, trying to get out. But there were other problems as well that had to be dealt with first before I could get to Alanna. Then Alanna was screaming, screaming for me to help, but there were hundreds of people trying to hold me back. I was losing sight of her! No! I would not lose her again!
Suddenly I was wrenched back into the real world.
I was feeling dazed and confused. What had awoken me? Not that I was not glad to be awake.
As I looked around the room, I noticed a piece of parchment on the floor, under the door. I heard the sound of footsteps scurrying away. I lurched to my feet quickly, hoping I would catch sigh of the person, who delivered it. As I opened the door and peered around the corridors, I realised I was too late. I glanced down at the paper lying on the floor.
I gently bent down and picked up the paper. I gazed at it curiously, wondering what was inside. Carefully I opened it. As I read its contents, my eyes grew wide.
It was a letter from the captors!
Dear George,
At last we meet again. It has been a while.
I am sure you are wondering as to who I am. Well you will know
in all good time. I will tell you this however; I am the one who
is in currently in possession of your wife. I have not as yet harmed
her, but that may change if she keeps trying to escape, which I
assure you she won¹t. I propose we meet. I have many things to
tell you. So if you wish to see you wife again then meet me outside
the Dancing Dove, at midnight, tomorrow morning. Do not be
late. Come alone. I will await you, my darling.
Love ~X*X*X*X~
I felt anger swell inside of me. How dare they do this? As I
read the letter once more I noticed some details that I had failed to notice before.
Like why did they say love and my darling? Also why did they say to meet outside the Dancing Dove? Everyone knew that that area was Rogue territory. No one besides Rogues where seen any where near there after dark, let alone midnight. Did that mean that Alanna's captors were part of the Rogue? Did they capture Alanna to get at me? Or was it that they wanted her, and just wanted me as an extra bonus? Either way, they would not get what they wanted.
Well there was no more thinking about it tonight. I had no choice. I would sneak out to meet with the captors. I would find out where Alanna was and get her out of there. Maybe I would listen to what they have to say to me, and then I¹d kill the rest of them.
That was the price they paid for harming my Lioness. I would have her back in her bad before sunrise. No one would know. I could not tell Jon or the others. They cannot endanger themselves, or stop me, wanting to have time to plan. It may be too late by
then. And by the time they did know, it would not matter. She would be safe once more.
I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. Maybe I should leave one of the men or women for her? I was sure Alanna would love to deal with them accordingly.
I smiled, as I though about what Alanna would do. She would be furious.
Then my eyes clouded over with fear. What if Alanna was already dead? Either from her captors: or her tormenters in her head?
What if this was all one big trap?
Still there was nothing to do but wait and see. Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow. All would be right in the end. I hope. What will come will come.