The Lost Chronicles
By: Rogue Fox
A/N: I'm back!!!! Yes, this is the sequel to "Return to Gaea." Well, sorta. This story goes back to before Vera and the gang were born, telling the stories of the older cast members. A retrograde of sorts. This probably won't be very long, it's really just a time passer for me until I can come up with a real sequel. This also concentrates more on the baddies than the last one did. And as much as I hate him, Dilandau will have a big part in this. A mushy romance really, with a dash of action and adventure. I advise you read "Escaflowne: Return to Gaea" before you read this. Aight, here's the Prologue! Remember to review and lemme know whatcha think.
Prologue
A child screeched from the courtyard and Hitomi Kanzaki Fanel smiled at her husband, Van Fanel.
" It's good to have children around again, isn't it?" she asked. Van smiled at her as another happy scream reached their ears.
" Absolutely. I'd forgotten what it was like to have total chaos reigning twenty-four seven." He said. Hitomi laughed.
" Grandma! Grandpa!" a child's voice cried. Hitomi grinned as her five-year- old grandsons came running up to them. They were twins, sons of Hitomi and Van's eldest daughter and her husband. The more assertive one was named Folken, after Van's brother. He looked remarkably like the original Folken, and already showed signs of being as intelligent and as a fair a leader as Folken Senior ever was. His little brother by a few minutes was called Amano, for his father's father. Amano was thoughtful and poetic, a dreamer by nature. He never liked fighting and enjoyed learning.
" What's all the excitement?" Hitomi asked. Folken practically leaped into her lap.
" Mamma wanted us to tell you that, um… What were their names again, Amano?" he said, turning to Amano, who was eager to do his part of the errand.
" Their names were Merle and Dro-ma-da," Amano said carefully, sounding out the difficult names slowly. " And Ty-gris and Chuba." He continued, smiling importantly.
" Yeah, those people are coming to visit, and Mamma said that Uncle Solo and Aunt Vari are coming too." Folken finished.
" And dinner is going to be late tonight. There was a fire in the kitchen." Amano added quickly. Hitomi ruffled the boys' hair.
" Why, thank you for letting us know." She said. The boys smiled proudly.
" Here, you little monsters. Now, get out of here." Van said, smiling as he reached into his pocket and tossed the boys a piece of candy each from his never ending supply. The boys caught them expertly and ran off. Hitomi sighed.
" Wouldn't you just die to have their energy again?" she asked wistfully.
" Nope." Van answered.
" Why?" Hitomi asked in shock.
" Being young was fun while it lasted, but I'm in no hurry to find the fountain of youth." Van explained.
" Oh, honestly, Van. Don't tell me you don't miss all our adventures, all the intrigue and battles. I know you better than that." Hitomi protested. Van smiled at her.
" I never said I didn't miss those things. It be nice to go on another adventure, but we're past our prime." Van said calmly. Hitomi sat next to him for a moment, reflecting and remembering.
" What happened to our days of adventure, Van? What happened to the days when all we had to do was get out of bed to find something new awaiting us?" she asked finally. Van sighed.
" We got old, love." He said.
" Old." Hitomi said slowly. " I guess you're right. We have gotten old. After all, we were eighteen when we had Vera. Now that she's had her own kids, we're forty-one. We're not really so old, but old all the same."
" It's not so bad. With age comes wisdom. Besides, growing old with you, I couldn't have asked for a better way to do it." Van said, smiling. Hitomi patted his hand and kissed his cheek.
" All these years and you still know how to make my heart race." She whispered.
Later…
In the dark of the night, Van sat down at his desk. Hitomi crept up behind him and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair and looked into her emerald eyes.
" Don't stay up so late tonight, Van." She whispered.
" I won't." Van promised her. She nodded and slipped into bed, Van watching her. Van turned to the paper on his desk and slumped into thought. Hitomi had stirred memories of secrets in his heart that afternoon. It's time to tell that story, he thought, it's time to tell what really happened. And suddenly, he was back. Back to when he was seventeen and missing Hitomi. Back to before he was a father and husband, back to when Fate had reached to ensnare him once again…
A/N: Okay, short one. But it's just the prologue. Come back for the real story.
By: Rogue Fox
A/N: I'm back!!!! Yes, this is the sequel to "Return to Gaea." Well, sorta. This story goes back to before Vera and the gang were born, telling the stories of the older cast members. A retrograde of sorts. This probably won't be very long, it's really just a time passer for me until I can come up with a real sequel. This also concentrates more on the baddies than the last one did. And as much as I hate him, Dilandau will have a big part in this. A mushy romance really, with a dash of action and adventure. I advise you read "Escaflowne: Return to Gaea" before you read this. Aight, here's the Prologue! Remember to review and lemme know whatcha think.
Prologue
A child screeched from the courtyard and Hitomi Kanzaki Fanel smiled at her husband, Van Fanel.
" It's good to have children around again, isn't it?" she asked. Van smiled at her as another happy scream reached their ears.
" Absolutely. I'd forgotten what it was like to have total chaos reigning twenty-four seven." He said. Hitomi laughed.
" Grandma! Grandpa!" a child's voice cried. Hitomi grinned as her five-year- old grandsons came running up to them. They were twins, sons of Hitomi and Van's eldest daughter and her husband. The more assertive one was named Folken, after Van's brother. He looked remarkably like the original Folken, and already showed signs of being as intelligent and as a fair a leader as Folken Senior ever was. His little brother by a few minutes was called Amano, for his father's father. Amano was thoughtful and poetic, a dreamer by nature. He never liked fighting and enjoyed learning.
" What's all the excitement?" Hitomi asked. Folken practically leaped into her lap.
" Mamma wanted us to tell you that, um… What were their names again, Amano?" he said, turning to Amano, who was eager to do his part of the errand.
" Their names were Merle and Dro-ma-da," Amano said carefully, sounding out the difficult names slowly. " And Ty-gris and Chuba." He continued, smiling importantly.
" Yeah, those people are coming to visit, and Mamma said that Uncle Solo and Aunt Vari are coming too." Folken finished.
" And dinner is going to be late tonight. There was a fire in the kitchen." Amano added quickly. Hitomi ruffled the boys' hair.
" Why, thank you for letting us know." She said. The boys smiled proudly.
" Here, you little monsters. Now, get out of here." Van said, smiling as he reached into his pocket and tossed the boys a piece of candy each from his never ending supply. The boys caught them expertly and ran off. Hitomi sighed.
" Wouldn't you just die to have their energy again?" she asked wistfully.
" Nope." Van answered.
" Why?" Hitomi asked in shock.
" Being young was fun while it lasted, but I'm in no hurry to find the fountain of youth." Van explained.
" Oh, honestly, Van. Don't tell me you don't miss all our adventures, all the intrigue and battles. I know you better than that." Hitomi protested. Van smiled at her.
" I never said I didn't miss those things. It be nice to go on another adventure, but we're past our prime." Van said calmly. Hitomi sat next to him for a moment, reflecting and remembering.
" What happened to our days of adventure, Van? What happened to the days when all we had to do was get out of bed to find something new awaiting us?" she asked finally. Van sighed.
" We got old, love." He said.
" Old." Hitomi said slowly. " I guess you're right. We have gotten old. After all, we were eighteen when we had Vera. Now that she's had her own kids, we're forty-one. We're not really so old, but old all the same."
" It's not so bad. With age comes wisdom. Besides, growing old with you, I couldn't have asked for a better way to do it." Van said, smiling. Hitomi patted his hand and kissed his cheek.
" All these years and you still know how to make my heart race." She whispered.
Later…
In the dark of the night, Van sat down at his desk. Hitomi crept up behind him and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair and looked into her emerald eyes.
" Don't stay up so late tonight, Van." She whispered.
" I won't." Van promised her. She nodded and slipped into bed, Van watching her. Van turned to the paper on his desk and slumped into thought. Hitomi had stirred memories of secrets in his heart that afternoon. It's time to tell that story, he thought, it's time to tell what really happened. And suddenly, he was back. Back to when he was seventeen and missing Hitomi. Back to before he was a father and husband, back to when Fate had reached to ensnare him once again…
A/N: Okay, short one. But it's just the prologue. Come back for the real story.