A/N So sorry it took forever to update! I've been working hard on my Twilight story 'Never Alone'. A thousand apologies but thank you for reading this!

DGMSilverAirHead03: Well, I'm glad you like it and i had to laugh that you've been waiting for it!

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lilgenious: You know, i hadn't actually thought a lot about Evangeline becoming a bit of a female D'artagnan so thank you for the critique, I welcome them. Actually due to your advice I went back and added some more character development for Evangeline and her relationship with D'artagnan. I will warn you though that there are times, quite a few, when Evangeline will 'steal' D'artagnan's lines so...yeah but thanks for the advice.

Upon arriving the two friends paused for a moment and smiled at each other, they'd made it. Once they reached a market they dismounted and tied their horses to the post. D'artagnan looked across the way to see Rochefort and began to pursue him.

"D'artagnan," Evangeline shrieked as she followed but D'artagnan was faster than her. Evangeline chased after D'artagnan through the crowds and saw him talking, rather angrily, to a rather uptight looking man in black. As she neared she heard the end of their conversation.

"Great! When can you fit me in?" D'artagnan asked rashly.

"Twelve o'clock, Cooper's Yard, St. Germain," the man in black answered.

"I'll be there," D'artagnan took off just as Evangeline reached them.

"Oh, good Lord that boy!" she huffed before turning to the man in black. "I'm sorry, he's a complete and utter idiot! Please, tell me he didn't challenge you to a duel, sir?"

The man stared at her, "He a friend of yours?"

"Unfortunately."

"He could learn some manners."

"I couldn't agree more," she assented as she took off. "Excuse me."

She ran and ran until she spotted the idiot talking to a large man at a clothing shop. "Ordinarily, I'd slaughter you on the spot, but this is a brand new jacket," the bog man threatened.

However, D'artagnan was too cocky, "Cooper's Yard, St. Germain, one o'clock. I suggest you dress for a funeral!" And with that the arrogant boy took off again.

Evangeline finally reached the large man, "Sir, I do apologize. He doesn't seem to have any sort of conscience today." She then began to follow her friend yet again. "By the way, nice jacket, very dignified."

After that it seemed she had lost him entirely and she ventured back to her horse to find Buttercup missing. Nearby was a man dressed in black, muttering something to himself.

"Excuse me, sir," she called causing the man to look up at her. "Have you seen a boy come through here? He's a bit taller than me with brown hair and practically no patience or temperament."

"Ah, yes," the man answered with a small smile and a bit of pity in his dark eyes. "He was very put out when I gave him a ticket for failing to remove animal bowel movement from public area."

"Ugh, that boy is going to be the death of me!" she groaned as she mounted Dorian. "Good day, sir." 'Well, I had best find Cooper's Yard,' Evangeline thought.

It was just after twelve o'clock when the poor girl found the yard. But what surprised her the most was that not only was the man in black there, but also the big man and the muttering man. "And what would you like me to put on your headstone? Little sh**?" the big man asked D'artagnan.

"D'artagnan!" Evangeline screamed as she approached the boy.

Said boy whirled around and cowered a bit, "Evangeline?"

"You idiot! I've been looking for you everywhere. Do you have a death wish? Challenging three men to duels? Honestly, if your mother knew, you'd be bent over her knee faster than you could say désolé!"

The man in black gazed at them, "I take it this is Evangeline and you're D'artagnan. I'm Athos, this is Porthos and Aramis," he nodded to the other two.

"The Three Musketeers," Evangeline stated in awe.

D'artagnan glanced at the legendary men, "We've heard of you. From our fathers. Musketeers themselves. In fact, we came to Paris to join you."

"I'm afraid you're a little late," Aramis said.

"What happened?" Evangeline questioned.

Athos shrugged, "Oh, a bad mission. Budget cuts. Cardinal, progress. Take your pick."

Aramis sighed, "Well, then, welcome to Paris." He glanced at D'artagnan, "Pity we'll have to kill you."

Evangeline swallowed hard as D'artagnan responded arrogantly, "Well, if I can't become a Musketeer, I might as well fight one. Or three." The upstart pointed his sword at Athos, ready to duel.

Porthos laughed at the boy, "Kill him already. It's lunchtime and I'm starving. The lovely Evangeline is welcome to join us." The Musketeer winked at her as Athos shook his head and drew his sword. He and D'artagnan saluted each other honorably before crossing their blades.

"Halt!" a voice shouted. Everyone turned to see a blonde haired man in a uniform similar to the ones Evangeline and D'artagnan had seen earlier.

Athos groaned, "Jussac."

"Well, well, well. How the mighty have fallen. Dueling in defiance of the edicts?"

"You got tired of rolling peddlers for spare change?"

"Now…" as the words left Jussac's mouth guards began to swarm the square. "Surrender your weapons and come along with us. Unless, of course, you would rather resist."

"New plan," Porthos announced. "Kill the boy, kick their asses, and then go get some lunch. I could do with some exercise." Just then even more guards showed up, there was probably about fifty total.

"You were saying?" Jussac inquired.

"On the other hand, discretion is the better part of valor."

Evangeline glanced at the three men in astonishment, "You're the Musketeers."

"Wrong," Athos denied, "we were the Musketeers. Now we're just…us." All of a sudden armored guards entered the yard with Rochefort on horseback. Evangeline glanced as Athos acknowledged the newcomer, "Rochefort."

'Don't do it!' Evangeline thought but it was too late. D'artagnan kicked Jussac's hand, stopping him from drawing his sword and began to fight the other guards. He was doing well for being so outnumbered. The surrounding crowd cheered as D'artagnan grabbed a rope and swung around knocking out a bunch of guards. Porthos chuckled as Evangeline rolled her eyes, but she had to admit he was good.

Aramis turned to the others, "Shall we?" The three of them took off, leaving Evangeline surrounded by guards. The four males were in the middle of a human circle when they saw guards falling near them. It was Evangeline, slashing her way through the guards! She smiled at the Musketeers' surprised faces.

"Come along, boys!"

"Let's even the odds," Athos said as they leapt into action.