Silver Blade
BY, TigerWolf
~ Chapter One ~
Argentum Quest
"Good night Brother, See you in the morning." The young girl said to her tall brother, as she closed the door on him. He was always so protective of her since she returned to him. Blowing the candles out, she crawled under her covers and fell into a deep sleep without a second thought. A man walked out of the corner of her room wearing a black cloak and held a syringe with a drug in one hand. He released some of the clear drug to see that the things were working right before placing the needle into the girl's arm. He lifted her up and took her from the room she was once protected in.
The girl woke with her head swimming. She heard muffled sounds around her, and her eyes opened to a bright light. She tried to move but found that she could not. A pain shot through every part of her body. She screamed out in agony, only to find no help for the unending agony. Before her eyes closed completely from the need to rest, her eyes focused onto a bed next to her, where a body was forming. Her eyes closed and all memory of the night was gone from her mind. All that was amiss, was when her brother came to her room to find her severally ill after seeing her completely healthy the day before.
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It happened so fast, the screaming tires and the busting glass, and the painful screams. She half ran, half walked, up to the crashed car, the all too familiar car. She threw the helmet she wore of her head to the ground as she approached the accident. She opened the passenger door to find an adult male losing an inevitable battle of life. She drag him from the car and placed him on the pavement.
He looked up into the unforgettable eyes of the girl. They were pure silver with a ring of blood red around them and slight red streaks within the shinning silver of her eyes. The eyes he watched grow up. "I love -." He managed to say with his last breath. The girl's eyes never shed a tear at her father; a slight smile went across her face as she saw the life of him fade. The ending of life was a miraculous event to her. It was a fateful event that must happen at sometime to everyone and she long ago excepted that, unlike almost every other person on this planet. It wasn't mournful but intriguing. She stood up as the sirens neared with signified the change in her previous life..
/~~\
Two years latter
The sliver eyed girl, entered her home and dropped some equipment onto the ground. Her home was simple; it was the place she has spent her whole life growing up. It was placed in the wilderness at the top of a windy one-lane road, and she would have it no other way. She liked her privacy. It was one of the few places were she escaped the sympathy of others. People did not see how she could go one with her life the way she had. She was her own guardian now, and did more extracurricular activities than almost anyone. Just now, she got back from the beach doing tidepool monitoring.
She walked over to her computer to do some e-mail stuff when she saw a CD case. "Shit." She said aloud. I need to retune Violets CD's she's leaving tomorrow, why did she have to leave them here. She got up and got her backpack that had some stuff in it and placed the CDs in. She walked out of her house to the garage, and opened it up.
Forgetting to turn the light off, she turned around to met someone right behind her, "Hi Shiane, if you were any other person I would of hit you for trying to sneak up on me." She said rather annoyed, by the Indian woman. She lived up the road from her, and she and her husband followed the Indian way of life, by providing for themselves through hunting and fishing in the forest. And teaching Silver as she grew up
"I came to tell you that your quest has started. It is the quest of a warrior, and you will play your role well, may the sprits be with you child." She told her in a serious voice.
"Shiane what are you talking about?" The silver eyed girl asked, getting more annoyed by the second. I swear I don't have time for her nonsense right now.
"Child, your name suits you well, follow the sprits they shall guide you. Good luck Silver Blade." She said and walked away. I hate it when she dose that, and I hate it when anyone goes about acting like they know more than me. And stop fucking telling me my name suits we well! It's not my fault my parents last name is Blade and they named me Silver, giving me the perfect name to suit me in your culture. She ran into her house and turned off the lights.
"Well I did want to go for a ride today, I guess I'll go the long way." She picked up her helmet, the same one she had two years before, not thinking twice about the history which she saw in the helmet. But, before putting it on, she looked down at her clothes. She wore black cargo pants with red lining, and a black sleeveless top that had a tiger on it in black velvet, toped off with her black scater shoes. "Well I'm wearing a lot of black today." She looked next to her motorcycle (XR 400) to see the red and black chest protector. Fine dad I'll wear it for you. She thought putting it on. After all she was going through the forest, and those branches could do some damage. She pulled her helmet and her red and black gloves on, then a pair of goggles. She started her bike and took of towards the fiery roads above her house.
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The fire burned all around, choking everyone out of their homes, or inviting them to die there through lack of oxygen. Soldiers swept through the city streets, looking for the remaining people willing to fight, stepping over dead bodies that littered the way. Both the dying and invaders fought with the last of their strength and the last of their souls for what they thought was right. Who was right? Both. Some fought to protect their land; others fought to conquer the country. One man stood in the middle of it all, his body stood victorious over them all. His eyes craved to see the massacre the pools of blood; he stood there, laughing at the thirst of battle. All is fair in love and war, and the tables were turned in his favor. A noble looking man lay at his feet. It was over. The awful screaming of the dying left the streets as the battle died to an end. All that was left was the blood and bodies of the victims that marked the battle.
He walked down what was left of the main street, his eyes taking in the flames and the carnage that surrounded him. He had been yearning for it and it had been slightly satisfied.
"Your orders Sir." A solider said, after bowing to him.
"Search for survivors. If they're healthy and not too strong willed capture them. Otherwise, kill them. " He said almost disgusted by what he was saying. If it was up to me I would kill them all, and watch them burn.
"Yes Sir." The solider said after bowing and running off. He stood there watching the obedient solider run off, and then he lifted his blood stained sword admiring the crimson blood. He walked over to the nearest body and wiped the blood of his sword, regretting not being able to see the red substance longer.
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Following the path known all too well, she turned the corners tightly. To her it felt like this was her place, no one ever wandered up here, that she knew of, beside herself and the animals. No one disturbed its tranquillity. Turning a corner she saw a little girl standing in the middle of the road. "Fuck!" She swore to herself, while turning the bike abruptly. She knew she was going to crash. When she did something hard hit her chest and she rolled away from the motorcycle. What the hell is a little girl doing up here, she had to hear me coming a mile off! She did not even try to move, just stood there emotionless, and her clothes, they looked Indian. My mind better not be playing tricks on me!
She pushed herself up from the ground. Her head was spinning a little and she felt bruised, but nothing very bad. She could taste a metallic substance from her lip. She licked it off enjoying the taste of her blood. "Hey! Girl! Are you all right?" There was no response. She looked around at where she was. The trees were different. They were not the tall Redwoods that surround her area. Her bike was nowhere to be seen, and the landscape looked different. It was still a forest but instead of soft dirt, she was standing on hard, bedrock. "What the hell! Were am I?" She took her gloves off, and undid her helmet throwing it to the ground.
She looked up to see the sky clouded not from clouds but from smoke; she could smell the fire too. "What the hell happened! This is not fucking funny. Were the fuck I'm I?" She asked herself, thinking she would wake up any moment now. She looked down at her chest protector and saw a large gash in it. Well at least this thing did some good, for once, instead of being a big pain in the butt. She undid it and cast it aside with her helmet. "Great I don't have my backpack either, this is just fucking great."
Then she felt it. Eyes… they were watching her, she turned to see the little girl, ahead a little, waving at her to follow. She then ran of out of sight. "Well what do I have to lose, I must be going crazy." And ran off towards the little girl. She came into a small clearing, and the girl stood over a stone with a smile on her face. "Who are you?" Silver asked, no answer came from the girl. Silver blinked and she was gone. She approached the stone were the girl used to be standing. It stood out from all the others and had a flame carving on the bottom. As soon as Silver was close enough, a sudden urge to touch the stone came over her. She lost control of her body as her right hand reached for the stone. Once she touched it, she stumbled back dazed as if she felt a bolt of electricity surging through her. Silver looked down at her hand. "What the hell!" She whispered out. Upon her arm a bracelet was now fastened. It was silver and wound onto her arm. In the center, it had a dark red gem. She tried to take it off, but it was impossible to move. It felt like it was part of her arm now. The bracelet held to her skin like it was glued on there.
OK, I know this cant be a dream, things here are just too real. What the hell is happening? What did Shaine know that I did not? This is just fucking great, I am lost, obviously nowhere near home. I'm seeing a little girl and this bracelet just fastened onto my arm, for good. What the hell have I gotten myself into? And why do I feel eyes on me again?
She turned only to see nothing. They're still watching I know it. She began to walk towards where she saw the smoke earlier. Walking, Silver saw the trees become less thick. Someone was flowing her. She walked out of the tree line, and her eyes met a city in ruins, still burning in some places. Most flames were dying from lack of fuel. She could smell flesh burning and the scent of death.She walked into the city that lay before her. The streets were lined with the bodies of the deceased. A small smile crept to her face. Death once again, just like two years ago. I feel nothing for these people. What ever happened is what fate intended. There was nothing she could have done about it. Who ever did this is still around, I was foolish to walk into this. Their clothes, their homes, well what's left of them, all look very medireview. Did I travel to another time? To another planet? OK, now I'm sounding crazy.
She knelt down next to a body, what called her to that body, she did not know. It was the body of a young woman. Her eyes were open and mouth was wide. Her skin was turning bloodless, and her white dress clung to her bonny figure. She looked like one of the ghosts you would see in a movie. Silver laughed slightly at this. Her death must have been fun to go out looking like that. She stood up felling herself watched once again.
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"Sir." A blond headed solider said.
"What?" He responded aggravated.
"We only found one survivor. And well, she doesn't look like that she is from here, and she umm." The commanding solider cut him off.
"Tauck, would you just spit it out!" He said slapping the soldier. Immediately, the man fell to his knees.
"Yes Sir, well she's dressed weird and she doesn't seem disturbed by the city, but interested in it. Sir."
"Well bring her here." He said rather curious of the person above-mentioned.
"Yes, sir I'll go capture her."
The commanding soldier's eyes narrowed. "You haven't captured her yet?" He asked, this time punching the solider to the ground. "I said capture or kill any survivors. Where did you see her last?"
"Entering the North gates Dilandau-sama." Tauck said getting to his knees. Dilandau kicked him back to the ground and walked off. "Incompetent fools."
He turned the corner to see a girl leaning over a dead body with a smile on her face and laughing slightly. She stood up to look at him. Dilandau's eyes widened. In front of him, stood a strangely dressed girl. She had a strange bracelet on her arm, and shoulder length slightly wavy dark brown hair with blond highlights. But what intrigued him most were her eyes; they were a pure argentum color with a crimson rim. Her outer appearance was breathtaking. Why is this girl look so fearless. Does she not know who I am? And why is she enjoying the sights around her, most would panic.
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Silver looked up to see a silver haired solider wearing a red and black armor. He was taller then her and had pure red eyes. This guy is cute, but he's looking at me like I'm crazy. And I don't blame him; I am smiling in a place like this. Plus most people don't have the guts to look at me too long, because of my 'freaky eyes'. I wonder what I've gotten in to. And why the hell does he have a sword?
"I am Dilandau A-" Silver heard him say but the rest was lost by a sudden panic attack. Did he just say Dilandau as in Escaflowne, listen to him, it's just a misunderstanding. She listened to the rest "of the Dragon Slayers." What? "Zaibach. OK what, Escaflowne is not real, this has to be a…
"Dream." She said aloud. Dilandau looked at her angrily, about her sudden interruption. "Sorry for cutting you off, but where am I? I, I mean what planet I'm I on." Dilandau looked at her strangely, as if she was just an insane person.
"Gaea."
"OK, this is just some strange dream. You're not real, non of this is. Escaflowne is an anime series. And I thought I was going crazy earlier. A strange girl, this bracelet, now you. This is just some strange hallucination." But if feels so real. What if he really is Dilandau, THE Dilandau, I'm in their story now? This is crazy! she thought.
"I can assure you, girl this is not a dream. Though you might wish it were when I'm through with you. Now answer my questions. Where are you from?" He said stepping closer to the girl. Why does she not look afraid. I'm sick of these games.
"I'm American, I'm from the states, Dilandau or should I say Celena? Are you two still one person, am I here before Hitomi, during, or after?" She said. Silver saw how Dilandau's eyes widen in anger.
"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" He yelled. How the hell does she knows about Celena? The fucking bitch. He pulled his hand back to slap her, when she blocked his slap with her own arm. She then twisted his arm and threw him over her shoulder. Dilandau flipped up after hitting the ground. So the girl knows how to fight? I don't have time for this. He drew his sword.
What the hell does he think he's doing! Trying to slap ME. Shit this not fare, he has a sword. Not like I know how to use one, but still.
Her eyes were distracted by something behind Dilandau.A knight stood behind him, covered in silver armor with dark edging. Then he disappeared just as fast. It was all she needed to have the handle of Dilandau's sword to come down to knock her out. She felt her body hit the ground, but Silver kept her eyes closed. He felt him pick her up. This can't be a dream what has happened to me. Why am
~~~~~~~~~ Authors Note ~~~~~~~~~
This story shale get better from chapter to chapter, I just needed to start everything in this chapter, so sorry if it was boring. Please Review, I would really like to know were I can approve and what you thought was good. I don't know yet how long it will take me to write from chapter to chapter, but it should take no more then three days. Thank You, and again Please Review.
Argentum- (Ag) Scientific name for silver
P.S. Thank you Phantom Angel she has edited this chapter.