Liam's ALIVE!!!!
***This is a somewhat deranged fanfic by my somewhat sadistic friend, Lady Odango of moonset tower, if I feel the need to comment at any point in the story, I will use THIS color. The author (Lady Odango) will use THIS color.****
          One night, Sir Alanna of Pirates Swoop and Olau lay in her husbands' arms. George Cooper, Alanna's husband, was fast asleep, and holding her tight. Alanna smiled, they'd been  married for two years,and she was happier then she'd ever been with Jon or liam (K, i know that liam's a name, and should have a capital, but i don't like him so he doesn't get one. HA) liam, after all this time she still felt terribly guilty over his death. She shifted position, pressing  herself against George for comfort, she sighed, resisting the urge to cry (HUH? are we still talking about Alanna?). Knights don't cry! (better)She told herslef fiercley. Besides, George was a light sleeper, one murmer of distress and he'd be awake and reaching for his dagger before she'd even let the breath out. Better suffer in silence, like she'd been taught as a Page.
     "What's amiss luv?"
Alanna turned to look at George
      "No-nothing"
      "Are ye still worring about the Dragon?"
(k, my version of Georges accent isn't quite right, but nobody's is! So there!)
    
She made a face, "I wish you didn't know me so well"
    "Then it wouldn't be near as fun. Speak up lass."
(Does anyone else think this sounds kinda like Corram?)
      
       "I 'm just stewing, it's nothing new. Actually, I was wondering...Thom could raise the dead, and i'm his twin-"
   "Oh no ye don't! He died remember! and he drained your gift, and he raised Roger to boot! I will not let you do that! even 'f I hafta ask Numair himself to lock you up!" His arm tightened protectivly around Alanna.
"Poor lass, come, let me see if we can find you somthing nice to drink"
They got up, donning light robes, for it was still summer. They found some fresh water, then went outside to wander in the garden. The pair were standing contentely in eachother's arms looking at the stars. Alanna was looking at "The Cat" Faithfull had died the same night as liam.
  A rustle in the bushes starled the couple. Alanna reached for the wepon she didn't wear, just as George drew a dagger from it's sheaf at his ankle.
A tall, muscular form stepped out from the bushes, and Alanna thought her jaw would hit the ground.. "No-No it can't be!" Alanna turned to run and found a wall of Geoge  keeping her genlty, but firmly in place.
"My kitten was never one to run away" the Shang Dragon said dryly.
"She's just, well, you're the second person she's seen return from the dead"
(Unless you've read my other fan fic, Day of the Living Dead) George appeared calm, but he, like his wife wanted to run. "Yes, well I didn't get along with the Dark God"
This was just to much for Alanna. First Duke Roger, now liam, what next? Master Oakbridge wanting an affair with her!!?
(***EEEWWW***shudders at the horror) She clutched George in a death grip, crying and fighting histerics (Oh come on... he's not THAT ugly...) Meanwhile, george and laim looked at eachother with level eyes. George did his best to comfort Alanna, while never taking his eyes off liam. (***Hey... what happened to our beloved corageous Lioness?***)   "I suppose you're wondering how and why i'm here." liam said matter of factly.

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    As it turned out, Liam hadn't gotten along with the Dark God. And that knight, the MOther Goddess had heard Georges silent wish for everything to be resolved for Alanna, and so, here he was. It was morning, and Alanna had gone up to the tallest tower to think. George was questioning liam. There was a sudden rucus outside, and Georges sharp ears heard the portculus slam shut. George and liam jumped to the window at once.
(Dum dee dum dum! Dum De Dum!!!)
     The window, overlooking the courtyard showed panicked villagers milling around whilst spindrens shot webd and cutt down people with battle axes and swords. Alarm trumpets were sounding, announcing the immortals
(George seems to have really sharp ears doesn't he) As he watched, some of the spidrens were lifting the portculus. Men-at-arms grabbed wepons and ran to defend the castle. George sent a messanger to the hostler, telling him to tack Alanna's and his mount. George himself went to ftch Alanna, he bumped into her at the base of the tower.