Hey, snow.fantasy is here. This is chapter 2 I hope you like it.

I would like to thanks for the reviewer. I thought that no one will review and decided to delete it. Anyway what White-wolf2 said that George did give Alanna Moonlight? You are right I totally forget about that but then I already put it and can't change it. I know, silly me.

I hope you like this chapter.

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The Goddess Mission

The man screams as the little black furry cat slashes the man face. Everyone stop and look at the cat. It back stand up as fur sticks up. It hisses as one of the man tries to make a move to kill the cat. It strange purple eyes immobilized them and they ran as they thought that the black cat must be a curse for the man which the cat slashes died.

Alanna stand still, the sword was in her hand and moonlight fret at the whole commotion. Alanna was about to kill the cat but it spoke in her mind.

'Welcome Alanna of Trebond.' The cat stared at Alanna which she gaped in shock.

'Who are you?' she sheathed her sword and calm moonlight as she stomped around in distress. 'Ssh Moonlight.'

'I am none of your concern. You must go to Tortall and help defeat the Dark Lord. He will take over by then if you don't destroy him.'

'Who's the Dark Lord? And why must I do what the cat told me. A talking cat to be exact. I am roaming the country not killing this Dark Lord whom the cat told me to."

'Let's just say you are returning the favour for helping you kill that man.'

Alanna winced. She hated being wrong and give in to anyone, especially a talking cat who's bossing her. The wound on her arm are getting worse. The bleed was getting heavy and soaking through her clothes.

'Anyway, the Goddess sends me.' The cat continues.

Alanna gasped and forgot about her pain immediately but it didn't last.

'The Goddess?" she should have known. It is obvious for a talking cat to come and tell you to do a mission, but why her? She just an ordinary lass, pretending to be a lad and roam the country.

"You must find a man to help you. He will be your companion who is also seeking revenge. On your adventure you will sure have a lot of adventures and relationship,' Alanna thought she heard a mocking in the cat voice but shook her.

'You will do well Alanna of Trebond. In the hand of the Goddess.' The cat disappear as it came and before Alanna has time to ask any question it left a small gift.

It was an ember stone, a swirl of purple magic just like her eyes. She wore it around her neck and felt magic, great magic.

Her arms throbbed as she saddled Moonlight. She looked in her sack and found strips of bandage.

They down the slopes but Alanna didn't pay attention to her surroundings, she was deep in thought.

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George was sweating. His opponent was big and muscly but he has the advantage. His opponent might be big but he was slow. George sidesteps as Marek, his trusting thief friends, bring the sword down. He fell facedown.

'Okay mate?" George said, with a glint of laughter in his eyes. He extends his arm and Marek took it with a grinned.

'You always beat me George.' He sheathed his sword and accepted a flask of bottle from a young, training thief boy.

George wiped his face with the back of his sleeves. His master, Myles (a/n I can't think of anyone else so I pick him instead.) was staring at him and beckoned him.

'How's everything, George? I know that something is the matter.' Myles face was full of concern. His master always knew that something is the matter. He favoured George because of his quick learning and mischief.

'Nothing is the matter,' George lied.

'You can't lie to me George. I know that your mother is dead.'

George look at him with surprise but then remember that he must have a way to know his family. After George's father death, Myles took him and teach him to become the thief. His father was the King of thief but after his death he leave everything to Myles and promise him that he will teach everything to George and once grown up will take over the underground. Of course, George must fight Myles to get the throne and George did once but was beaten badly. He still needs to learn more.

'What do you intend to do?" Myles asked looking at his friend's son's face closely. Myles could tell that he was at a state of grief and shock. Both his parent died without doing anything wrong. He could feel the boy sadness.

'I think I will seek Roger to avenge me mother's death.' George said.

'If that what you want to do then you may go.' The master said calmly.

George looked at the master. 'But I still haven't mastered everything. I haven't beaten you and get the throne.'

'Tsk, tsk. Your parents are more important. Beside maybe this journey will teach you some lesson to become the King of Thieves.

'George, being the King of Thieves doesn't mean ruling here and teaching. It also means courage and roaming around and exploring everything around you.'

George nodded.

'If that is all then let's get packing.' Myles said cheerfully.

'Are you coming master?'

'Me? No. Someone must keep an eye of those people,' he said, gesturing to his students. 'You will be fine George.' He left and went to look at some boys sword fighting.

George sighed.

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Alanna been travelling for three days without much rest. She almost ran out of food if she didn't find a village and an inn.

The inn was warm and welcoming. There were so many people that it was hard for her to find a place to sit. Moonlight was tied outside and was given hay from the innkeeper's son.

She gave him some coin in return for feeding her horse. She was disguised as a boy. Her hair was cut short and she wore tunic and breeches.

'Do you have a room?' she asked the innkeeper. He either ignores her or didn't hear. 'Do you have a room?!' she shouted.

He turned. 'Aye. You want a room lad?'

She nodded.

'Sorry. But there aren't any room unless you want to share.'

Share? The last thing was to share with another man. What if he found out that she was not a she?

But then where would she stay. She was getting cold sleeping outside and it was close to winter. She decided to take the chance.

'Yes. Who would this lad be?' Alanna asked, trying to keep the quivering out of her voice.

'He in room thirteen and his name are...' he paused then checks the list. 'George Cooper.'

George Cooper? Wonder what he is like? Alanna thought.

'Could you show me where the room is?"

'Aye. But he is out so you can have some privacy for a while.' Just her luck. Privacy. While he is gone she could have some privacy until he comes back. She smiled to herself. He walked out of the counter and led her to the room. They past others room, through corridors.

'Here we are.' They stopped outside a brown door. There was a tag that has the sign of the number thirty. Other then that it was plain.

The innkeeper takes out a set of keys and finding the right king he unlock the door. There was a trunk which indicated that someone must be in here.

She turned around as the innkeeper about to leave. 'Wait. Could you look after my horse? She is outside with your son who is feeding him.'

'Aye. But then it will cost some money.' Alanna nodded in agreement.

He left.

There was a spare bed and a bathroom. She was hot and stuffy and decided to take a bath while she can.

She put her bag down and gets some clean clothes.

'Ahh. That better.' She sinks in the warm bathtub, which seem to cure her sore arms and legs. The bleed arm was not heal yet and was left a bad scar which ran down from her shoulder down to her elbow.

She was just getting out of the bathtub when the door swung open.

Great mother of earth, Alanna thought, panicking.

End chapter 2

Another chapter finish. Finally. I thought I never get to finish it.

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