Vandread: Deus Marchen
Note: This is a partial crossover of Vandread and Breath of Fire IV…the trick is who's taken to what world.
Disclaimer: Breath of Fire and Vandread didn't belong to me in the first place. Only the twisted AU idea came from my head. Here goes…
Sin
"The winds pass upon the last battle. Upon where the two gods known as the Endless would meet as one once more, they have thought to themselves that the only way to bring harmony is to send them away…once and for all. Thus the dragon gods left the sanctuary of the world…entering a new realm in one's soul…the soul of a god Emperor…"
The sensors signaled and its alarm sounded off within the ship. The elderly one sat at the higher area of the bridge as her first mate stood beside her. Calmly, the elderly lady watched the young first mate in her stern look gazing at the display. The alarms irritated her, unable to help herself but to issue a command. As she turned to the elderly one, she gave a nod.
"Captain, an unidentified object has been picked up by our sensors." One of the maidens who were watching the panel stated.
"Ezra, do we have a visual?" the vice captain asked.
"Yes, B.C.," Ezra replied as she opened the visuals upon the large display.
The screen revealed a floating capsule. Black in color and shade, it seemed hard to take notice. But this caught the eyes of B.C. that she looked at the elderly one.
"Captain, this seems to be a freeze capsule." B.C. commented.
"Yes, similar to the one that we acquired before." the captain replied.
B.C. didn't take any hesitation with the command in mind. "Send Hibiki and the Dread team to retrieve the capsule."
"What's this about? Tell me it's a Harvester." The young lad fumed to himself as he rose from his bunk. Heading for the hangar, thoughts of the earlier event flooded his mind as he walked through the corridor. It came to haunt him…as he would think of it.
"Ok, what did she do that for? That's no wake up call, is it?" he whispered to himself as he tried to shrug off the thought of being clung upon by a girl who just woke up from a cryogenic sleep.
A door upon the side of the corridor slid open. Unsuspectingly, a blow touched the young lad's head. Landing the fist upon the back of the head, he irritatingly grimaced in pain as he turned and was welcomed by a rugged lady with a headband tied upon her forehead. With a usual grin worn on her face, the young lad grimaced at her.
"What was that for?" he asked with a furious tone.
"Well, Hibiki. Looks like it's déjà vu all over again." She said to him.
From behind came a woman dressed in a fluid suit. Her short hair of blue gave a hint to her frigid and stoic persona. Coldly, she passed the two by without any reaction. "Gascogne, we'll need you here. It's a retrieval command."
"Sure, why not." Gascogne answered loosely. This time as she walked, she grasped Hibiki's collar and dragged him along. "Don't think of running away."
"Lest mine form fades into nothing, I may continue to this drifting darkness…"
The Vanguard drifted along the empty space, clasping the capsule that strangely resembled a black pillar of steel. Entering the hatch of the ship, Hibiki sighed as he entered through the hangar.
"Why do I have to do this? No enemies too…" he sighed with these words as he docked the Vanguard. The hatch behind him came to shut off as soon as he stopped.
Upon stepping off the Vanguard, the crew carried the capsule out of the hangar and into a place that secure enough for them to open.
"Must mine existence be void? Then mine reasoning is nullified. Thus mine will sent away 'pon this darkness once and for all."
The crew, consisting mostly of female personnel, (all of them…) looked at the capsule with its strange crafting. B.C entered the room and gazed at it, along with the captain. Hibiki was there, along with two more male companions. Gascogne watched skeptically on the side.
If it's another girl, forget it. Dita freaking me out of this is enough but another would be something that I can't bare. Hibiki thought to himself.
"So Duero, what's inside that thing?" the blond male asked his companion with long black hair covering half of his face.
"I'm not sure of what that is Bart. But I'll examine it if it is still alive or not." Duero answered coolly.
"Don't make me open this thing." Hibiki shot his comment soon after, remembering the past event.
The blue haired lady stepped forward. Feeling that no one would initiate a move, she approached the capsule and analyzed it. Duero felt an urge of curiosity to see the crafting of the capsule.
"This display looks very ancient." Duero commented, appraising some details.
"Do you think this thing still works?" the lady asked.
"Guess so, if fortunate." Duero answered. Gazing at the panel on the bottom area, he gazed at the strange characters imprinted.
"What's this?" the lady asked as she laid her hand upon it.
Without any warning thought, the capsule opened its hatch as the pressure fizzed out momentarily. Revealing itself from a line of white smoke was a sleeping body of a stranger. Human in its likeness, his body gave its features away. Yet the gender was still a question to most of them. His silver hair of flowing length, the complexion and smoothness of his skin, the clothing upon his body; these things gave question to them. Duero placed his fingers upon the stranger's neck, feeling the pulse. But even before he laid a finger upon the stranger, its eyes shot open, catching Duero and the lady in surprise.
"Are you alright, Meia?" Duero asked.
Meia gave no reply as they looked at the figure upon the capsule. It slowly rose from where it lay and placed its gloved hand of crimson upon his face. Wondering where this is, it turned to Meia and noticed her features. It then turned and gazed at the faces of the women in the room and the two men who stood on the corner. And on that other side that was close, he gazed at Duero.
"Where am I?" the voice gave its query, deep, quiet and masculine.
This gave a surprise to everyone. This stranger was a man after all. B.C. could only smirk to herself about this matter, reminded of what secret hidden in her mind. The captain walked with the stick in hand towards the capsule. As she approached the youth, she answered his question.
"You're in the ship Nirvana." The captain replied. "I am Magno, the captain of this ship."
"A ship?" the youth answered. "But of what manner is this ship? Art thou sailing upon the seas?"
They were estranged by his answer. Wondering about what he said, Duero began thinking. He could be much more ancient than any of us.
The same thought occurred in Magno's head. She answered his question soon after. "No, this is a spaceship that travel's in outer space."
The youth bowed his head; his long silver hair covered his eyes of purple. "So this leads to sail upon the outer heavens. Magno, is it? What manner have I drifted?"
"We picked you up in this capsule that has been drifting along the rubble nearby." Meia answered. The youth smirked inwardly as he placed his hand upon his face.
"I would like to ask you." B.C. raised her question. "Who are you and where you're from?"
"Where I came from…and mine name…" he whispered to himself. He then spoke in response to the question. "From whence I came, though it may not be of nature where I truly came, I departed this world called Earth as they named."
Silence filled the room as he mentioned this planet Earth. Of all the things that came to mind, a mingling of fear and hostility filled their thoughts upon mentioning the word. To most, it is an enemy which they fought for a long good deal of time. For Magno, it aroused interest.
"And what is your name?" Magno asked.
"Fou-Lu." the name left the youth's lips, lining his cold voice into silence. Yet the toll was taken from his strength, his body felt drained as he fell down once more. Driven unconscious, Duero took his body and carried it out of the room.
"I'll take him to sick bay." he said to them as he left the room.
Whispers echoed in the room concerning this stranger. Bart and Hibiki glared at each other upon hearing the news.
"He's a guy." Both said in unison.
Magno was quiet as the matter came to mind. Wondering about the stranger's nature, language and strange outlay, she concluded to herself one possible reason.
He's not from this world. He is older than he seems to be.
The young one opened his eyes. The colors blended in a strange mirage upon his sight. He blinked and this time, his vision settled upon clarity. The lights in the sick bay welcomed his eyes along with the white metallic ceiling. He rose from where he laid, glancing at the environs around him. As he looked around, he was welcomed by someone's presence.
"So you're up." Duero spoke, seated on one corner near the table.
Fou-Lu gazed at the medic quietly. Noticing his dark shaded shirt laid flat on the corner of his bed, he brought his legs down to the floor as he noticed his strength seemed to have returned. His mind was filled with numerous questions as he felt the toll of his head aching partly. Ignoring the pain, he uttered a query to this companion.
"How long have I slumbered?" he asked in a still voice.
"48 hours. It seems you gained your strength once more"
Fou-Lu remained quiet, stressing his weight to his legs. Without any ado, he was able to stand. Flicking his fingers nimbly, he was able to find himself moving fluidly upon clenching his fist. Duero watched him and smirked at this act. Fou-Lu grabbed the shirt lying upon the end of the bed and wore it upon his body. As he fitted the piece of clothing, he placed his bracers back upon his hands and walked near the door. Halting upon the face of the door, Duero stood as he noticed he had no idea of this world.
"Press the button on the panel. The door will open. If you have any questions, you can come to this room if you like."
Fou-Lu placed his hand upon the panel, feeling which had the switch. The door slid open as he pressed it. He then left the room, leaving Duero behind the infirmary. Duero turned to the computer terminal upon his desk, gazing at the data displayed upon the screen.
"Strange, his DNA structure differs from many of us, even different from the Harvesters. What is he?" Duero winced at the results, his fingers tapping on the table.
Fou-Lu walked through the corridor in a moderate pace. He cannot avoid the glances given by those around him as he passes by them. A few whispers came to cross as he walked on without minding the people around him.
A vessel of which women inhabit and but a meager number of men, Fou-Lu winced at the thought. 'Tis but natural for a stranger to be the outcast in the fray.
Unable to find a single male among them, he ignored the thought as he approached a door. Remembering Duero's hint, he opened the door and entered the room. Now he found himself in an empty area, filled with a few trees as it overlooked the star-filled space. He halted upon reaching a tree in the center. Gazing at the verdant leaves that it sported he closed his eyes, feeling parts of his memory entering his mind.
The images of the world that once he knew existed. The trees of its sorted kind and the fauna that surrounded it, a myriad of a paradise that he remembered came to his mind in its lucid detail. Calmed at his state, he felt something come into notice. The echo of footsteps stirred his mind as he turned to see who it was. Cautious, he glared at the direction of the sound, welcomed by a young girl.
"Uh, sorry, did I disturb you?" she asked with a sweet voice. "I thought this place was empty."
Fou-Lu winced at himself as he shook his head. "It is of no concern."
The young girl smiled as she walked to take a closer look to this stranger. Tilting her head slightly, she curiously gazed at him.
"Oh, what's your name?" she asked curiously.
"Mine name…'tis Fou-Lu," he replied without a change of his tone. "And thou?"
"Misty," she paused for a moment, the name ringing familiar thought as she recalled. Surprised, she brought herself closer to see. "What? You're the guy that those girls have been talking about? No way…"
Fou-Lu has been speechless for a moment. To think that this has been the topic of the whole ship's crew, he'd reckon to be out of their sight for a moment.
"What have they told thee?" he asked as he gazed at her eyes.
"Well, they said you drifted in a capsule. And they also said you're from the Harvester's planet. You might be an alien or something, after saying that you're from Earth." Misty answered as she slightly bowed her head.
Fou-Lu noticed the change in her tone. The youth gazed at the tree and averted his attention.
"Has something bothered thee?"
Misty lifted her head, shaking the thought away. "No, it's nothing. It just reminded me of something."
Silently, Fou-Lu approached the tree. Laying his palm upon its surface, a surge pulsed through his body. Noticing the sudden recoil, she approached him, wondering what just happened.
"Are you alright?"
"Mind it not, 'tis but a trivial matter." Fou-Lu replied as he fell into silence. Closing his eyes, images strayed into his thoughts in its random order. It was seemingly imparting a story. And one after the other, it was making sense.
On how the situation arose with two societies in two different planets, how the differences ignited a conflict that both genders are separate. How another force called the Harvesters came to being and fought its bloody war. These things brought him to feel a disagreement to the thoughts of the other half of himself.
"Yorae…if thou hath seen this, it shall lead us to conflict our views. The nature of humanity hath not pushed to change. Their actions led this discord." Fou-Lu lamented quietly. Hoisting himself from the tree, he sauntered back to clear his view towards the stars.
The sound of the alarm resounded. Echoing within the whole of the ship's quarters, he discerned an upcoming battle. Feeling an incoming danger is lurking outside; he only gazed at the stars to wait.
End of Chapter
Author's notes:
Well, this is my first attempt in a Vandread fic. Crossing it over to Breath of Fire IV with the character Fou-Lu, I hope I didn't do that bad. (I have a feeling it wasn't that good either). Anyways, I appreciate if you review this fic and forgive the shortness. I'm kinda reserving it on the next chapter. Do enjoy….
Please Review, I appreciate your comments and suggestions.
Sydney Grise