Chapter something, yeah, that's right, I said SOMETHING!! I don't care
anymore!!!!
Alanna was floating lifelessly through darkness, she didn't feel anything. She just felt. . . . . . . . empty.
"Who. . . . . . .who, am I?" She said dazed, she began to forget everything. Friends, family, what were they? Jonathan, just a name. Faithful? Who's that? George, just a person. Avery's just some god. And Roger? Roger. . . . . . . . . . . Roger. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . she couldn't figure out who he was, he was an enemy! No, he was a Duke! Her friends cousin, a lover? She shook her head and frowned.
*It's okay, just relax, don't think anymore.*
A voice said lazily,
*Leave the thinking to me, just sleep. Sleep forever, sleep, sleep . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .sleep eternally.*
She began to close her eyes as the voice continued chanting that one word.
'Makes sense.' She thought sleepily. 'NO!' a small voice rebelled. She flinched. 'Who is Roger?! Who is he?!' A voice in her demanded to know this. She shook her head but the voice continued to persist. Memories flooded her head, both the good, and painful. She saw her father's face, white and he was being lowered into the ground. She had no idea who this man was, all she felt was the pain of loss.
*See what life brings? Only pain, now sleep . . . . . . .sleep. . . . . . . .*
'NO! We must know! I must know! YOU must know!' the voice persisted. Alanna began to wonder, Jonathan, he was. . . . . . . . . . her friend! And knight master! Faithful, her friend, he had helped her and her friends so many times. George, she could trust him when no one else would be able to help! Avery. . . . . . . . . . . a god! The god of children's dreams and illusions! He had helped her love . . . . love. . . . love Roger.
'Who's Roger!?' She began to feel angry, she needed to know this.
*SLEEP! I command you to sleep!!*
That voice was no longer gentle and soothing, but harsh and cold. She began to struggle against the darkness, a memory flooded her head. The gate of Idramm!! It must have swallowed her! She fought against this, suddenly she had a flash of white.
~ Flashback ~
"So here's the deal. You lose, and you have to come to the Midsummer day festival at the palace as a girl. And if you win, then I stop bugging you over this. Deal?" Jon said smiling. "Hold on! Let me get this straight. You say that if I can get 3 weeks without punishment duty then you'll leave me alone? Heh, fine. That'll be easy." She said. Sadly, she didn't know how hard it would be. By the end of the first week she'd gotten in trouble because she'd made a mess when she'd thrown a spider at Douglass out of terror. The poor boy had been just as terrified of spiders as she was and had dropped the tray of soup he was carrying onto the floor. Needless to say. the soup splattered everywhere and had soaked Lady Delia of Eldorne's Dress. She was furious and had ordered a complete severe punishment. Alanna took the blame. It was her fault after all and she lost the bet.
~ End ~
She smiled at the memory, her face suddenly contorted, she writhed around trying to get out, she only felt . . . . . . .nothing.
'Jon, Gary, Raoul, George, Faithful, Avery, anyone! Please help me!' she fought desperate then she was suddenly breathing fresh air. Looking at the sky she saw stars.
"Alan!" A voice called, turning she saw her friends, Gary, Jon, Raoul, Faithful, Avery, George, and . . . . . . . . . . . .Roger. He was on one knee his hands outstretched towards a black mass of swirling void.
"R-Roger!" She gasped and her knees buckled as she tried to stand. Jon held her up.
"Roger, he used his gift to pull you out of that gate! He's trying to close it, but it's not working." Raoul explained kneeling next to her. She grunted and stood with pain.
"Don't be stupid, sit down first!" Gary said worried, she stared at him.
"No! I won't he'll die if he doesn't get help." She walked up and placed a hand on his shoulder, light flared in a circular wave, it passed over her head and went straight for her friends.
"JON!" She cried out before she realized that they were in another place. She looked wildly around and saw that everyone had vanished.
"Alanna!" Roger called out with effort. "That gate took them too!" He swore under his breath and she panicked.
"What can we do?" The wind was harsh now, it was pulling her and Roger towards the gate.
"I'll keep it open and under control, you use your gift to get them out!" He commanded, she stared and then nodded.
"Okay!" He sighed and looked at her, his eyes once more glazed, but they were gentle,
"Doing this. . . . . . will take all of my gift. . . . . . . . and then. . . I'll be gone." She stiffened, then dropped next to him on her knees, she clutched his arm desperately
"NO! I won't let you go!" She screamed.
"You have to!" He yelled, eyes harsh, he softened and whispered
"For Jon." She flinched and felt hot pinpricks at the back of her eyes,
"Please? There must be another way." She Murmured to him, he shook his head and she felt torn,
One; lose a man she loved dearly
Two; lose a man she cared about, and lose her friends too.
The odds were against her. She cried, her sobs silent and she shook them away. Standing Alanna stared ahead face straight.
"Keep it steady!" She called and used her purple fire, her gift to pull back the light her friends held. Jon, was blue, Gary was a bright orange. Raoul was a shimmering slivery black, not the color of gift. But the color of life. She tugged at them, the gate refused to give way. She felt Roger tiring next to her, then thought angrily
'I will not lose, Roger will not give up his life for nothing!' She pulled harder and felt the darkness vanish a little. Then she was pulled forward, the gate refused to let go. Suddenly she felt a burst of energy from . . . . . . anger? No, something else, she knew what it was . . . . . it was love. . . . and loss. With a final violent tug she pulled. Her friends appeared in a heap in front of her, Roger grunted and closed the gate with a final sweeping motion. That done he collapsed.
"Roger!" Alanna cried holding his head on her lap. He grinned and smiled at her.
"Alanna, there is something, you should know." He smiled
"Yes?"
"Never, trust me again after this, never. I can't let you be hurt." He smiled. She felt the tears well up again.
"This is all my fault, if only I hadn't come here, the gate would never have opened. If I had better training I could have gotten them out sooner and saved you too." She was furious with herself. Roger smiled.
"It's not your fault. Just, one more thing." He smiled and held her hand tightly, she gripped it just as tight.
"I know." She said smiling, small tracks were left by the tears now falling down her face.
"No, I have to say it, you know. Moral." She smiled heedless of her pain. He whispered the final three words before, the side she loved, vanished.
"I love you."
~~~~~~~
She was going to forget this, he had told her that if evil were to taint his heart that he would make sure she forgot, to ease the pain. She ran into the library and fell asleep within her tears. Roger came to the library he was looking for a book, he walked into a corner and jumped. He didn't expect Alan to be here. He smiled, this was the chance to get rid of his problem. Then he could kill Jon. He walked over, raised his hand and . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .stopped. He didn't know why but he couldn't kill Alan right now. He sighed and lowered his hand, instead he laid his cloak over the tiny form and left.
~~~~~~~
*Some time in the future, Alanna just exposed Roger for being a traitor and it's right before she strikes him down.*
"You DEMON!" He screamed "You lying, cheating--" Without warning he lunged at her, his sword raised. Alanna blocked him and fought for her life. Roger attacked like a whirlwind, not giving her a chance to catch her breath.
Suddenly Alanna's long hidden rage at Roger flared into life. He was her enemy. He tried to kill the people she loved and HE was acting like the wronged one. She blocked his attack and swung at his leg, he moved to block it and the tables were turned. She struck blow after blow forcing him back. She raised her sword and swung down. He blocked but was forced to the wall.
'Sorcery, I must use sorcery to save my life and kill her!' Roger thought wildly, he raised his hand and was about to cast when he hesitated. Instead he cast the spell 'Sleep death'. As the orange cloud flared and he was struck in the middle he thought
'Gods bless, my lady knight and love'
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Starlet: DONE!! Let me know what you think okay? Buh bye.
Alanna was floating lifelessly through darkness, she didn't feel anything. She just felt. . . . . . . . empty.
"Who. . . . . . .who, am I?" She said dazed, she began to forget everything. Friends, family, what were they? Jonathan, just a name. Faithful? Who's that? George, just a person. Avery's just some god. And Roger? Roger. . . . . . . . . . . Roger. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . she couldn't figure out who he was, he was an enemy! No, he was a Duke! Her friends cousin, a lover? She shook her head and frowned.
*It's okay, just relax, don't think anymore.*
A voice said lazily,
*Leave the thinking to me, just sleep. Sleep forever, sleep, sleep . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .sleep eternally.*
She began to close her eyes as the voice continued chanting that one word.
'Makes sense.' She thought sleepily. 'NO!' a small voice rebelled. She flinched. 'Who is Roger?! Who is he?!' A voice in her demanded to know this. She shook her head but the voice continued to persist. Memories flooded her head, both the good, and painful. She saw her father's face, white and he was being lowered into the ground. She had no idea who this man was, all she felt was the pain of loss.
*See what life brings? Only pain, now sleep . . . . . . .sleep. . . . . . . .*
'NO! We must know! I must know! YOU must know!' the voice persisted. Alanna began to wonder, Jonathan, he was. . . . . . . . . . her friend! And knight master! Faithful, her friend, he had helped her and her friends so many times. George, she could trust him when no one else would be able to help! Avery. . . . . . . . . . . a god! The god of children's dreams and illusions! He had helped her love . . . . love. . . . love Roger.
'Who's Roger!?' She began to feel angry, she needed to know this.
*SLEEP! I command you to sleep!!*
That voice was no longer gentle and soothing, but harsh and cold. She began to struggle against the darkness, a memory flooded her head. The gate of Idramm!! It must have swallowed her! She fought against this, suddenly she had a flash of white.
~ Flashback ~
"So here's the deal. You lose, and you have to come to the Midsummer day festival at the palace as a girl. And if you win, then I stop bugging you over this. Deal?" Jon said smiling. "Hold on! Let me get this straight. You say that if I can get 3 weeks without punishment duty then you'll leave me alone? Heh, fine. That'll be easy." She said. Sadly, she didn't know how hard it would be. By the end of the first week she'd gotten in trouble because she'd made a mess when she'd thrown a spider at Douglass out of terror. The poor boy had been just as terrified of spiders as she was and had dropped the tray of soup he was carrying onto the floor. Needless to say. the soup splattered everywhere and had soaked Lady Delia of Eldorne's Dress. She was furious and had ordered a complete severe punishment. Alanna took the blame. It was her fault after all and she lost the bet.
~ End ~
She smiled at the memory, her face suddenly contorted, she writhed around trying to get out, she only felt . . . . . . .nothing.
'Jon, Gary, Raoul, George, Faithful, Avery, anyone! Please help me!' she fought desperate then she was suddenly breathing fresh air. Looking at the sky she saw stars.
"Alan!" A voice called, turning she saw her friends, Gary, Jon, Raoul, Faithful, Avery, George, and . . . . . . . . . . . .Roger. He was on one knee his hands outstretched towards a black mass of swirling void.
"R-Roger!" She gasped and her knees buckled as she tried to stand. Jon held her up.
"Roger, he used his gift to pull you out of that gate! He's trying to close it, but it's not working." Raoul explained kneeling next to her. She grunted and stood with pain.
"Don't be stupid, sit down first!" Gary said worried, she stared at him.
"No! I won't he'll die if he doesn't get help." She walked up and placed a hand on his shoulder, light flared in a circular wave, it passed over her head and went straight for her friends.
"JON!" She cried out before she realized that they were in another place. She looked wildly around and saw that everyone had vanished.
"Alanna!" Roger called out with effort. "That gate took them too!" He swore under his breath and she panicked.
"What can we do?" The wind was harsh now, it was pulling her and Roger towards the gate.
"I'll keep it open and under control, you use your gift to get them out!" He commanded, she stared and then nodded.
"Okay!" He sighed and looked at her, his eyes once more glazed, but they were gentle,
"Doing this. . . . . . will take all of my gift. . . . . . . . and then. . . I'll be gone." She stiffened, then dropped next to him on her knees, she clutched his arm desperately
"NO! I won't let you go!" She screamed.
"You have to!" He yelled, eyes harsh, he softened and whispered
"For Jon." She flinched and felt hot pinpricks at the back of her eyes,
"Please? There must be another way." She Murmured to him, he shook his head and she felt torn,
One; lose a man she loved dearly
Two; lose a man she cared about, and lose her friends too.
The odds were against her. She cried, her sobs silent and she shook them away. Standing Alanna stared ahead face straight.
"Keep it steady!" She called and used her purple fire, her gift to pull back the light her friends held. Jon, was blue, Gary was a bright orange. Raoul was a shimmering slivery black, not the color of gift. But the color of life. She tugged at them, the gate refused to give way. She felt Roger tiring next to her, then thought angrily
'I will not lose, Roger will not give up his life for nothing!' She pulled harder and felt the darkness vanish a little. Then she was pulled forward, the gate refused to let go. Suddenly she felt a burst of energy from . . . . . . anger? No, something else, she knew what it was . . . . . it was love. . . . and loss. With a final violent tug she pulled. Her friends appeared in a heap in front of her, Roger grunted and closed the gate with a final sweeping motion. That done he collapsed.
"Roger!" Alanna cried holding his head on her lap. He grinned and smiled at her.
"Alanna, there is something, you should know." He smiled
"Yes?"
"Never, trust me again after this, never. I can't let you be hurt." He smiled. She felt the tears well up again.
"This is all my fault, if only I hadn't come here, the gate would never have opened. If I had better training I could have gotten them out sooner and saved you too." She was furious with herself. Roger smiled.
"It's not your fault. Just, one more thing." He smiled and held her hand tightly, she gripped it just as tight.
"I know." She said smiling, small tracks were left by the tears now falling down her face.
"No, I have to say it, you know. Moral." She smiled heedless of her pain. He whispered the final three words before, the side she loved, vanished.
"I love you."
~~~~~~~
She was going to forget this, he had told her that if evil were to taint his heart that he would make sure she forgot, to ease the pain. She ran into the library and fell asleep within her tears. Roger came to the library he was looking for a book, he walked into a corner and jumped. He didn't expect Alan to be here. He smiled, this was the chance to get rid of his problem. Then he could kill Jon. He walked over, raised his hand and . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .stopped. He didn't know why but he couldn't kill Alan right now. He sighed and lowered his hand, instead he laid his cloak over the tiny form and left.
~~~~~~~
*Some time in the future, Alanna just exposed Roger for being a traitor and it's right before she strikes him down.*
"You DEMON!" He screamed "You lying, cheating--" Without warning he lunged at her, his sword raised. Alanna blocked him and fought for her life. Roger attacked like a whirlwind, not giving her a chance to catch her breath.
Suddenly Alanna's long hidden rage at Roger flared into life. He was her enemy. He tried to kill the people she loved and HE was acting like the wronged one. She blocked his attack and swung at his leg, he moved to block it and the tables were turned. She struck blow after blow forcing him back. She raised her sword and swung down. He blocked but was forced to the wall.
'Sorcery, I must use sorcery to save my life and kill her!' Roger thought wildly, he raised his hand and was about to cast when he hesitated. Instead he cast the spell 'Sleep death'. As the orange cloud flared and he was struck in the middle he thought
'Gods bless, my lady knight and love'
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Starlet: DONE!! Let me know what you think okay? Buh bye.