Title: The Seer By: Mizu-chan a.k.a Vannila_Fox

Disclaimer: The Song Of The Lioness, all trademark and related indicia are property of Tamora Pierce. (The Immortals included.)

NOTE: I'LL BE GOING ON HOLIDAY FOR A WHILE, SO I WON'T BE ABLE TO UPDATE. SORRY!

Last Chapter: But Thom stopped, and motioned towards one body wearing grey mage robes, lying still on one straw- covered floor. Alanna nodded, motioning for them to hurry up. She signalled to a large boy, who carried the unconscious man up, and through the corridors. However, once they got to the escape route, Alanna stood still. A few men stood there, with their swords drawn, and in defense stance. Alanna drew her own blade, as Kel took her glaive up. But the sword fell to the ground with a loud, resounding clang as The Lioness recognized the all-too-familiar voice drawling out from behind the few soldiers. "Aye, Lass. It's me all right. Miss me much?" ~~~ Everyone stood, open mouthed, or guarding the temporarily.... unguarded Lioness. "G-George...?" "Aye, Lass. It's me. What adventure had you have to hit yer head so badly, and now ferget me?" "You idiot! No... This... is it rea-" "No, It's not really him." Everyone looked at the grey-cloaked figure. Once again, he began to croak out his previous sentence. "It- it's not him. The body, maybe, and the likeness... but its not him, Lady... He's a spirit... a lost soul, who came into your husband's body... came... from... th-" But before anything else came out, a small lance of Gift came out from George's fingertips, and knocked him out. Alanna shook her head and picked up her sword, sheathing it. Then she glowed purple. "Get ready..." A small explosion took place, and all of them ran out.

Alanna looked back as all the mages, who found out that the magical barrier was just for their cells, put their skills to use. A large shield blocked the soldier's way, and helped them move faster and escape. She heard Kel swear as an arrow flew by, and she herself ran on faster, watching for Thom and Roald. "We're right about... here!" she shouted, and broke through the foliage, to see the small fortified village. "Luc! Open the gates! Wounded coming through!" The guardsman nodded and opened them a fraction, allowing everyone to enter, and closing it behind them as an arrow lodged itself on the wooden partition.

There were cheering as the news of the rescue came to touch everyone's ears. Jamille looked up from her position beside Lirael and other soldiers from that skirmish, and saw the weak Andris. "Put him on this bed." She said, pointing to the one beside Lirael's, and immediately looking him over with her Gift. "He's dehydrated-" she began, as one nurse wrote things down. "Sapped of energy... no physical injuries other than a few bruises, and no internal injuries." The nurse nodded, tore the parchment off the tome, and clipped it on the foot of the pallet. "Water should be given to him often, and resting is just the right thing for him- I guess its nothing serious." Chris looked at the name on the parchment.

[THAT'S LIRAEL'S BETROTHED?!?!] He thought, eyes wide. He wasn't as Lirael had described, not at all. He was tall, medium built, and quite handsome. He had well chiseled features, and long ash- blonde hair in a ponytail. Jamille could only watch as all this happened, and as he left. A groan form one of her patients drew her away from her new charge.

"I know BLOODY WELL that George is dead! But HOW THE HELL did his body arrive there, to be used?!" Everyone cringed as Alanna let her temper out. Gary, Raoul and Chris stuck to the house-turned-headquarters' wall. She was red, and everyone could clearly see that she had a myriad of emotions in her. "He was supposed to have been abandoned in Galla, wasn't he?" Alanna nodded, still facing the wall. Her knuckles were white from being held so tight, and everyone, Gifted or not, could feel her aura's pressure suffocating them. She was furious- confused, or both. "They shouldn't have used HIM!" She shouted, and punched the wall, leaving a small hole in it. Blood flowed from the parts of her hand touched by the concrete and the wood. Everyone cringed again.

"Augh..." Olivine looked up from the bandaging of one man, and walked over to Andris' pallet. "Oh, you're finally awake. You've got a surprise, you know. You're Andris of Eagle's Peak... you've been dehydrated severely, and drained of your Gift- what drove you almost sap your life force, that's so stupid!" He shook his head, as if not hearing the reprimanding she gave him. Sighing, she offered his hand, which she took, and pulled him up with. "Jamille of Olivine. Welcome to camp." He looked at her blankly. "What surprise were you talking about?" She grinned evilly and jerked her head to her left. He looked at Lirael on the bed and frowned. "What's so surprising about that?" [Except for the fact that she's beautiful... and well shaped... and... cut it out!] He thought to himself, and looked at Jamille's smiling face, which reminded him of a fox's. "If I'm, correct... you're betrothed to her?" She laughed at his face.

His jaw went slack, and he looked, open- mouthed at Lirael. "That- THAT is Lirael of Ellimere? You're joking?" She shook her head and covered a smile as he looked indignant and "Humph"-ed. "I don't care... I have to see Lady Alanna of Pirate's Swoop and Olau." he pulled up boots from the side of his bed, and threw on his robe. Jamille watched with amusement at his retreating back. Then she looked at Lirael. "I hope you wake up soon... We're all really worried, and Mithros knows we need you Future- seeing skills right now." She stood up, opened the tent flaps, and looked at the moon, which was close to full. "Full moon the day after next." {Maybe Andris' a werewolf? No way. I wouldn't be telling you if he was!}

"You shouldn't have done that, Lady." Alanna shook her head and looked away from Neal, who was bandaging her hand. "I know that-" she snapped, and they continued in silence, until a knocking on the door disturbed it. "Lady Alanna?" She rolled her eyes. "Enter." But her look suddenly turned from one of murderous dislike, to one of interest. "Adept Andris of Eagle's Gorge." He bowed, and she continued. "I assume that you're here to tell me." he voice wavered a bit, as if trying hard not to lose her temper. She won. almost. "WHAT, WHY AND HOW IN THE NAME OF MITHROS AND THE GODDESS IS MY HUSBAND- correction, DESCEASED HUSBAND DOING IN THE CASTLE?!?!"

He stood there, silent, until she calmed down, and sat down himself. Afterwards only then did he explain, Neal listening while doing various healing spells on Alanna.

"I- have a skill, a special ability, given to me by the Dark God. I can talk to spirits, and souls. Your husband and I talked for a while, he told me to tell you he was sorry, and he would wait for you, and for you to re- marry someone else you love. But going back to the subject, we became good friends- sort of. But one day, he told me that he wanted to go back- I was skeptical at first, he told me he didn't like using magic much, but he convinced me- so I told him I needed his original body, and he gave it to me- somehow. It just appeared in my prison cell, with several arrow shafts still stuck to its back. I took them all out, and well, did research, and sent him back to his body- it left me drained for a lot of days, until today, and when he came back to life- he wasn't George.

"Nobody knew, or knows what I had done- but George- his real self, his soul, I can't contact him, he never spoke to me again. This soul said that he was named Leragne. And if I remember correctly, he was a Gallan king, about three and a half centuries ago. And if my research is right, he is actually Maggur's- the current king's- ancestor." He finished and looked up at Alanna's and Neal's faces. Their expressions looked different, but all came down to the single, same feeling. Shock. "Wait a second. Leragne- the man in Baron George's body- he's one of Galla's kings? Maggur's ancestor?" He nodded. "I think he just came to take what was rightfully his, then." Alanna murmured. "We need to inform Jon- the King, immediately. This is extremely important news." She stood up, and was about to open the door, when a loud blast was heard, and everyone fell over as the ground shook.

She stood up quickly. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Neal looked at the younger Andris. "Don't worry, she can be worse." He shrugged, and ran after a fuming/ frantic Alanna. When they came out of the building, they saw chaos. Neal grabbed the shoulder of one soldier running past, and shook him. "What happened?" The soldier was trembling, head to toe. "The west side- Gallans. Using gunpowder.. Wiped out, captured!" The three began to run, but Alanna held Andris back. "You need to stay safe! You don't have energy yet, and someone needs to tell the King about this. Leragne." He nodded and ran the other direction, while Neal and Alanna ran towards the healer's tents.

But when they got there, everyone stood still. Everyone was plain shocked. Hurroks and rogue Stormwings caried several cages, four to carry one cage. But there was one special cage that rode at the head of the large flock. "Lirael!! Raoul!! Kel!!" She ran forward, but was stopped by a mage's shield, and held back by soldiers. "NO!!!" She turned on her heel and ran towards the stables. "Andris! Neal! {Is it just me, or are there too much exclamation marks?} I'm going to Corus- take care!" The two of them looked at each other, and ran to get horses. But by the time they had theirs, Alanna was gone. They put their horses at a gallop, and headed for Corus as well.

===Cage 1=== "What are we going to do?" Raoul looked at the smaller cage flying ahead of them, and then at his former squire, who was one of the more unfortunate ones to have been caught. "I have no idea, Kel, I have no idea. We'll figure something out whne we get to our destination. It doesn't seem like we can escape now. Besides, if we escape, we'll have to take Lirael with us." Kel lookeda t the cage as well, sighed, and slumped down to the metal floor. The others looked at her and mimicked her movements. The other two cages also shook a little as their contents sat down.

===Cage 2=== "Goddess... What are we going to do?" Jamille looked around. In her cage, there were around twenty people. "So that means, around sixty people in total." she sighed again and looked at the birds flying by. "Birds?" She suddenly stood up and called for one. "Call the Wildmage!! Call to her for help!! Call Veraldaine Sarrasri!!" The birds, seemingly understanding, flew towards another direction. She smiled as a few others stood up as well. "Wildmage! Wildmage!" they all chanted. "At least we did something..." She sighed and sat down again.

===Cage 3=== Chris looked up at Lirael's cage. There was totally no movement. He smiled at the thoughts of rescue by the Wildmage. It was smart of Jamille to think of such a thing. Maybe the Wildmage would come and rescue them. With that thought, he leant back and fell into slumber.

A/N: So, how was this cahpter? I think it's kinda boring towards the end, 'cause it was getting tiring for me. I think I'm going to need glasses soon! (Then I can't becoame a stewardess anymore.) I should take care of my eyesight more. But this is certainly longer than the last few chapters. Hmm... don't expect them to always be as long as this!! Thanks again for all those who reviewed, and bear in mind that for the most of all of you, I check your stories out, and read at least one of them. I try to leave reviews as well!

bubblegum*girl~ You've left me the most reviews!! I'm so thankful, seriously. You've been clarifying stuff and commenting, and suggesting things, and I really think that you've been a lot of help. Hell, I mean, you left at least 10 reviews, more or less, give or take. Thank you *so * much. {Gushes} Heh. And I've been so mean, I never repl to anything you say. I'll try to! Promise!

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