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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~And so the war raged on and on and on.

Alanna the Lioness was locked in a battle with a Scanran knight.

They were in a battlefield (obviously) where the Scanran war was going on.

  Alanna found her "victim" actually just as good as her maybe even better.  Oh Goddess, please help me! Alanna thought as their blades locked sending sparks on the ground. He'll kill me he's twice as heavy as me! The Scanran was forcing her to the ground. She was on her knees now, her arm screaming with pain.

Help! Help! Help!  If she held on for any longer her arms would most likely break and then she'd be defenseless so she did the only thing she could do,

she dropped her sword. The Scanran saw his chance and put thrust his sword into her chest. (a/n this is the most disgusting part in this story!)

   Alanna couldn't breathe. She closed her eyes not wanting to be dead with her eyes open. This isn't as bad as I thought!  Alanna thought, but what about George? Thom? The twins?

   Suddenly the pain was gone.

 Sirius Black was sitting in his cell, bored as usual. He was different from the other people in Azkaban, one he was innocent, and two he hadn't gone mad. Maybe if a certain someone hadn't betrayed his best friends Sirius wouldn't be here right now. Sirius was sentenced to Azkaban without a trial. If he had had one his godson Harry would've lived with him. Of course he had to live with the muggles because Pettigrew just had to betray his parents.

 Sirius barely slept because people were always screaming wanting to go free. It was really depressing. Now that he noticed, there was a change of screams. That meant there was someone other than a prisoner outside.

    Sirius went to check who was there, he looked through his tiny and barred window. Fudge. His basic emotions were Greed, Fear, and Greed.

     "Hello Black," Fudge said when he reached his cell.

 "Why hello Minister. Long time no see."

 "You're speaking rationally," Fudge said now really scared.

"That's what people do. Are you done with the Prophet? I miss the crosswords."

"Oh sure." Fudge handed him the paper. He got out of there faster than you could say "Azkaban".

  "Bingo," Sirius said to himself, "Holy S***!"

     There was Peter the rat sitting on boy's shoulder.

 It said he would be returning to Hogwarts to where Harry was.

    The next few days he didn't sleep, but he was so tired so he just fell asleep.

     Alanna was standing in front of Mithros and the Goddess.

The mother was the first to speak.

"My daughter this may come as a shock but you have died. But I need you to do something more like a mission. I know this is happening really fast but go with it. You are to be sent to help a man to innocence. You will be able to take your gift, your lock picks and anything else you had when you died.  Oh yes, you will have the ability to turn into a cat.

        "You'll be there in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

Alanna was pulled into swirl of colors. I don't even know what I have to do!

Sirius of course woke up on a rock hard bed. But today was different. He was…warmer. He decided to open his eyes. Everything looked normal except for some reason there were red hairs on the "bed". He could've sworn he heard someone groan.

        "Who are you?!"