A.N. Hello everyone its Ashuri. I know those who are looking at this think Ashuri has gotten a new story up well you are wrong. I have had this story up before and it was called "The Past" but I took it down because it wasn't doing very well. I only had three reviews and I had 4 chapters up . (sighs) But I have come to try it again I have given it a new name in hopes it will attract attention. SO I hope you all like it (even though it hasn't changed to much lol) SO please PLEASE! Review at the end.

"…." Word

'…' Thought

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1 Dreams of the unknown



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A young boy around of the age of 8 was running around out in front of a cabin playing with a wooden sword. The boys silver hair danced around across his face as he practiced his sword fighting. He laughed as he cut up some of the flowers in the grass and watched them fall to the ground. There was a loud boom and the boy looked up and around

" What was that?" he looked around.

" Son come back to the house" he heard his father yell

" Ok Father coming" he started off towards the house but as he approached the house it caught on fire.

"Dad… DAD! WHERE ARE YOU!" the boy called

"SON! Come here!" he heard his father call and he ran towards where it was coming from.

" Son go hide in the woods and don't come out of hiding till I call for you understand?" he father ordered him

"Yes father …but what's going on what happened to our house?" the boy asked.

"Don't worry about that now the Army is coming and you must hide" his father told him as he looked around worriedly.

" Father what do they want?" the young boy asked another question

"Son stop with the questions and hide for god sakes" the boy nodded and sprinted across the field but someone came up behind him and grabbed him around the waist.

"HEY LET ME GO!" the boy yelled as a soilder pulled him away. The boy struggled and kicked the soilder in the shin and ran towards where he last saw his father.

" DAD! DAD WHERE ARE YOU!" he yelled panicked and scared as his granite eyes shook in fear as he looked for his father.

" SON HURRY OVER HERE!" he heard his father call. But then the man from before grabbed him by the waist and started to pull him away

" DAD HELP ME DON'T LET HIM TAKE ME!!!" he screamed but his father just stood there watching.

"DAD HELP PLEASE HELP ME!! I DON'T WANT TO GO!! NOOOO!" then the boy's father got further away until he couldn't be seen.

" NO DAD SAVE ME!!!…. NO DON'T TOUCH ME! GET AWAY!!! DADDY!!" the boy screamed in pain. Then everything started to blur.

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" GAH!!" Dilandau shot up in bed in a cold sweat and his eyes darted around panicked

"What the hell was that…" he gasped and put a hand to his head as jolts of pain shot through his head. He looked around at his surroundings and it looked just as it did every night his desk cluttered with maps and papers with quills sprawled everywhere, his armor folded on the chair by his desk and the fire in his fireplace crackled. A bottle of unfinished wine sat on his desk ' was this pain from to much wine…no it was from that damn dream again' it was the same dream he had had for the last week. It taunted him and drove him insane it would come to him when he least expected it he could be sitting in a meeting and he would double over in pain. But it visited him more at night when his guard was more down and it was stronger and more violent and more taunting. He shook his head trying to get the visions out of his head and looked and saw the up coming dawn 'I have to train the new recruits in an hour… damn fools wont last an hour with me' he smirked and got up and got dressed. Today he had to chose new men for his army which he loved to do he could toy and twist them to his will ' this may end up to be a good day' he smirked and laughed darkly as he walked out of his room.

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Strategos looked over a balcony at the fourteen new men that stood on the floor beneath him and each of them looked more nervous then the other. Dilandau would soon show up and toy with them for his own pleasure, he never approved of Dilandaus actions but there was no way of making him stop on what he was doing. Dilandau then entered the room below him

" Ok men as you all should know I am Lord Dilandau Commander of the Dragon Slayers and I will sort out the warriors from the boys" he smirked. Strategos knew Dilandau had something planned for these few boys but what?

" Now draw!" Dilandau pulled out his sword and pointed it at one boy with light brown hair and dark blue eyes. The boy drew out his own sword and fell into a fighting stance

"Very good" Dilandau smirked and charged at the boy knocking him over " but to slow you have to be prepared for anything" he kicked the fallen boy in the ribs and walked on to a different boy. Strategos watched as Dilandau tested every boy to see if they were worthy of becoming a Dragon slayer and a member of the Zaibach army. But with one boy Dilandau had beaten him up badly because the boy refused to fall, the boys shoulder was gashed and torn and had numerous gashes to his sides and was breathing hard.

"Fall damn you!" snarled Dilandau and hit the boy in the face and knocked him to the floor and was about to strike again

"Dilandau stop this foolishness" The Strategos voice echoed through out the room. All the boys that where left conscious looked around for where he was but couldn't see him for he was hidden up in the darkness.

"Aw Strategos I was only having a bit of fun" Dilandau smirked up to him

"Dilandau I want you to stop I think you got your point across to the boy now let him go to the infirmary you are done here" he called down sternly.

"Fine" Dilandau threw down his sword and walked out of the training room. Strategos sighed 'why was he like this…torturing others…. He should know better…' he shook his head and watched they boys help their fallen comrades to the Infirmary.

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' Why does he always stop me when I just start having fun?' Dilandau thought as he walked down the halls of the Voine. He walked towards his room and thought ' what harm was there only a few insolent boys' he smirked to himself.

"Dilandau" Dilandau stopped and turned to see Strategos behind him

" What do YOU want?" he growled.

"What do you think you were doing back there?" Strategos asked sternly

"I was having a bit of fun" Dilandau smirked.

" You can not do that when choosing men for our army" Strategos gave him a serious look.

" I wasn't going to hurt them…much," he laughed evilly.

"This is no game Dilandau I think it would be best if you were easier on them or you will be reported" Strategos warned him.

"Heh what will they do I have them wrapped around my finger" he laughed again but then his head started to pulse with pain and he put a hand to his head.

"Dilandau what's wrong?" Strategos took a step towards him, Dilandaus head swarm with visions of a small boy being strapped to a large table with men surrounding him with long medical interments and he could hear the boy scream out in pain for his father. Dilandau started to shake

" NO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU DAMNED DREAM!!" Dilandau yelled in pain and held his head as he fell to his knees.

"Dilandau what's wrong answer me" he faintly heard Strategos call to him but then everything started to become unfocused. He could hear the voice of Strategos and a few other but the voices were faint.

" NO!! GAH!!" Dilandau yelled out and everything got dark.

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Ok that's it for now please review and I will continue^^

-Ashuri chan