Kaeshya chapter 1 This is my first fic, and I haven't seen all the episodes yet, so you'll just have to
excuse minor errors, especially in the characters from Escaflowne. I don't own them,
bla, bla. But I do own Kaeshya. Oh and review. Reviews are good. Even if they are
bad reviews. I know this chapter is a little slow, but the pace will pick up. I promise.
Final words: REVIEW!

Kaeshya woke, dazed. Quickly, she took in her surroundings. She was still in her ship,
or rather, what remained of it. It lay in a deplorable state around her, smashed to pieces
by the force of what must have been an uncontrolled crash landing. She was in the middle
of a dense forest, possibly one of the moon's hunting preserves. Kaeshya quickly looked
herself over, and found only minor scrapes. She was relieved. Considering how hard she
must have hit, she was lucky to be relatively unscathed, much less alive. Come to think
of it, she rather couldn't understand at all how she had survived. Reason said she should
be dead, and a smoking crater be all that was left of her ship. Yet she wasn't dead, and
there was no crater. Perhaps she could raise an orbiting carrier. There should have been
several in orbit, with the frequent attacks on Earth. She sighed, and began to dig through
the wreckage, in hopes of being able to get at the cargo bay, if it was still intact.

"Dilandau, there was a large meteor of some sort an hour or so ago. I want you to
send someone to investigate," Folken said, idly gazing out the huge window towards a small
pillar of smoke which could be seen winding through the trees some distance away.

"Hmph. It's only a meteor! What point is there in looking? It would be a waste
of time, and divert us from finding Escaflowne."

"I do not think it was a mere meteor. It showed signs of a somewhat controlled
descent. Besides, Dornkirk is interested, so I don't think you have a choice. He thinks
it may be a technological item of importance."

"Oh all right then! Go take a look" Dilandau gestured contemptuously for two
slayers to go. "Don't be more than an hour!"

Kaeshya had managed to find only a few things intact in the wreckage, a powerful comm-unit,
and several small canisters of nano-robots, which she attached to her belt; they would be
quite useful later. She set up the comm-unit to hail all Earth frequencies. She looked
up to get an approximate idea of where she was, the moon, or Earth. She nearly fell over
backwards at what she saw. The Earth and moon were clearly visible, and not only that,
they were huge! Far larger than they ever should have been from another planet!
Kaeshya abruptly sat down, realizing, that she was not anywhere she knew, and the chances
of any other humans being in orbit were near zero. She sat there, so absorbed in her own
thoughts, that she did not notice when two shadows passed quickly over her.

"Wow. That's quite a wreck!" One of the slayers said, after the two had flown over and
landed some distance away, "And what's left of it sure doesn't look like a guymelef."
"No kidding! Though whatever it was must have been at least as large! Hey is that a person
! How could someone survive that!?!" the voice of the other slayer was incredulous.
"Lets just pick up that person and report back to Dilandau. We'll use the stealth cloaks;
by the time he figures out we've got him, it'll be too late." And with that, they began
to advance towards the site of the wreck.

Kaeshya had sunk herself into a deep trance to ascertain whether she has sustained any
internal injuries, and lay limp on the grass just beyond the wreck of her fighter. She
never even noticed when she was picked up and lifted into the air.