Boring Disclaimer: Dilandau, his Dragonslayers or any other Escaflowne characters do not belong to me.
D.C: This is my first Dragonslayer/ Escaflowne fanfic ever!!! Well besides the essay thing, but that really wasn't a fanfic. Anyway, please read, review and enjoy!!!! Oh yeah, I'm making this fanfic a two part or a three part or a more part fanfic so it wouldn't be such a large file. N e way, I'd changed a couple things in my fic so it'll actually make more sense...
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A Warm Soul, Part 1: Harsh Words
By D.C
Dilandau was sitting on his throne as the last rays of sunlight were devoured into the darkness of the night. The leaves on the trees rustled, and the cool mountain air blew through Dilandau's silverish/white hair. His eyes closed and thought of the miserable day.
Oh how is loyal dragonslayers failed to capture Escaflowne. The white dragon. The heart of the mission. The faithful prize. The ever essences of the Zaibach empire-sorcerers-especially Folken.
What would Dilandau give to seize Escaflowne. Everything he owned, probably.
As he sipped his crimson like wine, he called on his Dragonslayers to come forward. One by one, Dilandau called their names.
"Miguel, Gatti, Chesta, Dalet, Guimel…" He called once more. "Where are you guys!"
The door slowly creaked opened and each dragonslayer entered the room.
"I'm very sorry master Dilandau. We were…"
"You were all late!" Dilandau abruptly interrupted Gatti. "When I call you up the first time you come! Don't make me repeat myself ever again."
"We shall never do it again. Sorry Master Dilandau." The dragonslayers said in unison.
Dilandau covered his face with his hand as he went into deep thought. The slayers could tell Dilandau was angry. They could tell rage was building inside of him. They knew Dilandau was going to do something horrible.
Gatti scooted closer to Miguel and started to whisper. "He never hears us out. I mean, he just never listens to us!"
"I know. Dilandau has always been like this, and he will forever stay like this." Miguel replied in a softer tone. Chesta overheard their conversation and decided to join in. "The good thing about this is that Master Dilandau hasn't punished us yet."
"That's true Chesta. But we shouldn't be sure that he's not going to. He's probably thinking about it now." Miguel answered. The three dragonslayers nodded their heads at the same time and started to stare at Dilandau.
"Escaflowne…" Dilandau thought. The presence of Escaflowne was still wondering around in Dilandau's mind.
Dilandau removed his hand from his face and sipped his wine again and gently set his wineglass on the table. Then he started to walk towards his Dragonslayers.
All of them looked up at him as he walked closer. Every step Dilandau took, the Dragonslayers would get more frightened. Sweat overtook the slayer's brows and dire looks appeared on their faces.
"Get up!" Dilandau shouted.
The Dragonslayers looked at each other, each one very lost and confused.
"Don't you guys ever listen? Now get up. Okay." But his voice wasn't the harsh sound that filled the Dragonslayer's ears before, but it was a nice, calm voice that was Dilandau.
The Dragonslayers scrambled to their feet in amazement.
Dilandau spoke, "Now, since the day has been absolutely dreadful, we're going to do something that's going to make it seem more pleasurable." The evil grin that once left Dilandau had reappeared onto his feminine like face. "I'm not going to slap you guys today because what we're about to do is going to make me forget about it anyway." Dilandau closed his eyes once more, and walked a couple paces back and thought of what he was going to do next.
"I wonder what's gotten into Master Dilandau." Whispered Dalet.
"He's acting pretty odd, I just hope we don't have to burn a village in his honor or anything." Guimel sighed.
"We probably would." Gatti said to the others.
"Master Dilandau," Chesta said, "What's this thing that we're going to do?"
Dilandau re-opened his blood like eyes. "I'm glad you asked young Chesta." The wicked smile that had appeared on Dilandau's face suddenly got larger. "Since the rage inside of me is telling me to burn, burn, burn; we're going to burn this little village right at the edge of Zaibach. And since the villagers there didn't loan us any supplies when we needed it the most, we're going to return the favor tonight."
"You can't mean…," Guimel said in awe.
"Yes I mean, we are going to go and attack that little village and burn it to rubble. " Suddenly a mad laugh came from Dilandau's mouth. "No one ever betrays the Dragonslayers. Not now, not ever."
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D.C: Don't worry there's more to come. I'm almost done with the second part. Oh yeah, I'm also writing two different versions of "A Warm Soul". This version and a yaoi version...I'm going to post the yaoi version next once I'm done with "A Warm Soul". And there's going to be warning too so younger kids and immature people won't read it, probably. And I'm probably going to name the yaoi version "A Burning Heart". That's just some info on what I'm about to do next...happy holidays...
D.C: This is my first Dragonslayer/ Escaflowne fanfic ever!!! Well besides the essay thing, but that really wasn't a fanfic. Anyway, please read, review and enjoy!!!! Oh yeah, I'm making this fanfic a two part or a three part or a more part fanfic so it wouldn't be such a large file. N e way, I'd changed a couple things in my fic so it'll actually make more sense...
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A Warm Soul, Part 1: Harsh Words
By D.C
Dilandau was sitting on his throne as the last rays of sunlight were devoured into the darkness of the night. The leaves on the trees rustled, and the cool mountain air blew through Dilandau's silverish/white hair. His eyes closed and thought of the miserable day.
Oh how is loyal dragonslayers failed to capture Escaflowne. The white dragon. The heart of the mission. The faithful prize. The ever essences of the Zaibach empire-sorcerers-especially Folken.
What would Dilandau give to seize Escaflowne. Everything he owned, probably.
As he sipped his crimson like wine, he called on his Dragonslayers to come forward. One by one, Dilandau called their names.
"Miguel, Gatti, Chesta, Dalet, Guimel…" He called once more. "Where are you guys!"
The door slowly creaked opened and each dragonslayer entered the room.
"I'm very sorry master Dilandau. We were…"
"You were all late!" Dilandau abruptly interrupted Gatti. "When I call you up the first time you come! Don't make me repeat myself ever again."
"We shall never do it again. Sorry Master Dilandau." The dragonslayers said in unison.
Dilandau covered his face with his hand as he went into deep thought. The slayers could tell Dilandau was angry. They could tell rage was building inside of him. They knew Dilandau was going to do something horrible.
Gatti scooted closer to Miguel and started to whisper. "He never hears us out. I mean, he just never listens to us!"
"I know. Dilandau has always been like this, and he will forever stay like this." Miguel replied in a softer tone. Chesta overheard their conversation and decided to join in. "The good thing about this is that Master Dilandau hasn't punished us yet."
"That's true Chesta. But we shouldn't be sure that he's not going to. He's probably thinking about it now." Miguel answered. The three dragonslayers nodded their heads at the same time and started to stare at Dilandau.
"Escaflowne…" Dilandau thought. The presence of Escaflowne was still wondering around in Dilandau's mind.
Dilandau removed his hand from his face and sipped his wine again and gently set his wineglass on the table. Then he started to walk towards his Dragonslayers.
All of them looked up at him as he walked closer. Every step Dilandau took, the Dragonslayers would get more frightened. Sweat overtook the slayer's brows and dire looks appeared on their faces.
"Get up!" Dilandau shouted.
The Dragonslayers looked at each other, each one very lost and confused.
"Don't you guys ever listen? Now get up. Okay." But his voice wasn't the harsh sound that filled the Dragonslayer's ears before, but it was a nice, calm voice that was Dilandau.
The Dragonslayers scrambled to their feet in amazement.
Dilandau spoke, "Now, since the day has been absolutely dreadful, we're going to do something that's going to make it seem more pleasurable." The evil grin that once left Dilandau had reappeared onto his feminine like face. "I'm not going to slap you guys today because what we're about to do is going to make me forget about it anyway." Dilandau closed his eyes once more, and walked a couple paces back and thought of what he was going to do next.
"I wonder what's gotten into Master Dilandau." Whispered Dalet.
"He's acting pretty odd, I just hope we don't have to burn a village in his honor or anything." Guimel sighed.
"We probably would." Gatti said to the others.
"Master Dilandau," Chesta said, "What's this thing that we're going to do?"
Dilandau re-opened his blood like eyes. "I'm glad you asked young Chesta." The wicked smile that had appeared on Dilandau's face suddenly got larger. "Since the rage inside of me is telling me to burn, burn, burn; we're going to burn this little village right at the edge of Zaibach. And since the villagers there didn't loan us any supplies when we needed it the most, we're going to return the favor tonight."
"You can't mean…," Guimel said in awe.
"Yes I mean, we are going to go and attack that little village and burn it to rubble. " Suddenly a mad laugh came from Dilandau's mouth. "No one ever betrays the Dragonslayers. Not now, not ever."
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D.C: Don't worry there's more to come. I'm almost done with the second part. Oh yeah, I'm also writing two different versions of "A Warm Soul". This version and a yaoi version...I'm going to post the yaoi version next once I'm done with "A Warm Soul". And there's going to be warning too so younger kids and immature people won't read it, probably. And I'm probably going to name the yaoi version "A Burning Heart". That's just some info on what I'm about to do next...happy holidays...