Third-
Third-Degree Burns
Author's notes: So this is my
little Dilandau/Celena fic. I'm finally getting around to writing
one. Go me! Originally, Celena was going to split into two
halves, much like Two-Face from Batman; but then I realized how
weird that would be considering the gender factor. One half male,
the other female......not going there. So, changes happened and
here's what came out. Enjoy! Oh yeah, and this takes place 4
years after the anime ends. And also, I haven't seen Celena in
the anime yet, so I only know what I've read about her on the
net.
Disclaimer: I in no way own or can
make any claims on Tenkuu no Escaflowne.
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The fire burned.
Laughter all around her.
Evil sadistic laughter.
Her laughter.
And the fire burned.....
Celena woke with a start, sitting
up straight in bed. She placed a shaky hand to her face, which
was covered with beads of sweat. Her hair was matted to her
forehead; she ran a hand through it. She kicked off her blanket
and placed her feet on the cold floor. Walking across the room,
Celena opened her window. She leaned on the sill, letting the
cool breeze blow her hair. She fell back onto the bed, rubbing
against the pillow in an attempt to wipe away the sweat. It was
as if she had really been near the flames.
That dream....it never went
away.....she saw faces.....so many people......screaming.......
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Dilandau laughed. Well, he
couldn't laugh, he wasn't human anymore. He was a thought, a
memory, a submerged personality; a signal flying from synapse to
synapse in Celena's brain. But he could still feel for some
reason, and the feeling he had was that of pure sadistic
pleasure. If he couldn't control this body, then the one who did
was going to get hell.
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"I had that dream
again," Celena said, trying to maintain her composure.
"Again?" She nodded.
Allen flinched. That wasn't something he wanted to hear. If
Dilandau's memories were resurfacing in Celena, there was always
the chance that she might revert--no. That wouldn't happen. It
couldn't. Dilandau was gone.
"This time it was worse; I
woke up all sweaty, like I had been near the fire." Allen
swallowed hard.
"Are you alright?"
Celena nodded.
"Hai. I'm fine." Allen
noticed his sister visibly shiver.
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She could see Van. She was
sneaking up on him through a cloud of smoke. She was going to
attack him. But then....he sliced her face.
"My face...you scarred
it...how dare you...."
Celena's eyes snapped open. The
dream had changed. She felt a stinging on her cheek. She sat up
and in the dim light saw a stain on her pillow. Eyes widened, she
placed her fingertips on the sting. Looking at her fingers, she
saw what she had feared. Blood.
"Oh God..." She ran out
of her room and to the nearest bathroom. She turned on the light
and stared at what she saw in the mirror. A long cut ran down her
cheek, blood sliding down her jaw and onto her neck.
"Na...nani? But how? It was a dream....just a
dream...." But the blood...the cut...were real. Celena's
scream echoed through the Schezar mansion.
And Dilandau laughed......
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*And that's part one! I'm in a
morbid Celena and Allen-bashing mood, so beware if things get
violent. Plus, it's Spring Break and I've got nothing to do. A
very bad combo. Well, I'm gonna take a shower and eat a
Flintstones' Push-Up sherbet pop thing now. Ja ne! And please
review! I really want to know what you think about it. Yes,
*you*! Luv ya! ^_~*
