I'll Fight
Erika yawned as she followed
Dilandau out of the prison cell. Tucking a strand of hair from her eyes
to behind her ear sleepily, she walked out of the door, unconciously smacking
now and then into Dilandau. Whether or not he noticed it,he gave no sign,
and continued on silently heading to wherever he was heading.
They walked, for what seemed
like hours to Erika, when in fact only minutes. Finally her feet (and her
sleepy head) could take no more, and she stopped abruptly.
"I'm tired…" She said only half
concious now. He stopped too.
"It's only been a few minutes,
c'mon you'll have to meet everyone at least too, you know." She groaned,
and shook her head trying to clear it. Still, she couldn't bring herself
to lift her foot, which felt like lead, to walk. Dilandau sighed, and offered
her his hand. "Here, if you're that tired, which I'm guessing you are,
I'll help you there." With that, he put an arm around her and very gently
(and very un-Dilandau like) slightly lifted her up. Erika's eyes shot open
and she gave a small struggle of trying to release herself.
"Lemme go!"
"You're too tired ,just
let me help you at least."
"I…I…" Still only half into the
world, she gave up, and let sleep take over her mind, while she slumped
in Dilandau's arms.
~~~~~~Dilandau's Pov~~~~~~~
I couldn't believe what I was
doing. Me, Dilandau, vicious Dilandau had just offered to help the girl
in front of me, to walk, or whatever. This was extremely unlike me, but
I couldn't stop the disturbing sense in my head, willing myself to help
her in any way I could.
Stop. I told myself firmly.
This is not me. Stop it. STOP IT!! However my body was way beyond
my control, and I watched in slight shock, and little reluctance as I payed
no heed to her struggles, and therefore, let her slump into my arms.
I have half a mind to just
drop her and call for Ghatti or Chesta to get her. But I couldn't.
Again my body would not obey my pleas. Besides, it felt kind of…nice to
hold her like this, just her and me. Her small frame looked so delicate
in my muscular arms, I was afraid to move, in case I might hurt her. Her
midnight blue hair covered her face, and her arms which were dangling into
the air, gave the sense of fragileness and danger at the same time.
I must be going crazy. I thought
to myself. I'm a soldier. Soldier's are not supposed to get attached to
anyone, nevermind to eachother.
So with that thought, that dangerous
thought in my mind, I would not let myself get any closer to her.Just close
enough so that I could hold her and bring her to the Great Hall, where
the other soldiers were to meet her.
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"Hey Miguel! Guess what I heard??"
Miguel looked up from polishing his sword, and looked into Chesta's bright
blue eyes.
"What?" He said, with a hint
of annoyance in his voice. This was the fifth time Chesta had interrupted
him, and he was not taking it well. "Did your sword break
in half again? Did you finally notice that you have no brain?
Or what??" He snapped sharply. Chesta took no heed; Miguel always had slight
outbreaks, it wasn't the first time he had snapped at him.
"Nope!" Chesta said cheerfully.
Then he noticed Miguel glowering at him, and he added quickly. "Not yet
anyways."
"Then what??"
"We're gonna have a new Dragon
Slayer!!" Chesta annouced to the whole room. Suddenly, the whole room hushed,
as everybody there, absorbed the news. "Or at least that's what I overheard
Dilandau-sama and Folken-sama saying in the hall. Before I got here." Still,
there was complete silence.
"A new Dragon Slayer, eh?" Ghatti
questioned. "Wonder what he'll be like?"
"Yeah, d'you think he'll be acceptable?"
Guimel's voice came out, from his steady card game which had been broken
by Chesta's announcement.
"What do you mean by acceptable?"
Miguel scowled. "Obviously he's good enough, or else he wouldn't be joining."
"No, what I mean is, d'you think
we can accept him? I mean, what if he's a total snob, kinda like Miguel?
No offence." He added to Miguel's dark scowl at his comment.
"Well, as long as he's nice,
I can accept him." Chesta concluded. The finishing silence in the room
confirmed that everyone agreed with him. Miguel's sigh broke the silence,
and everyone turned to look at him.
"If what you're saying is right
Chess, then we better make ourselves a bit presentable for when Lord Dilandau
calls us to go down to Great Hall to meet this guy." He said, in his normal
superior tone, turning his attention back to his sword.
"Oh…Miguel, always having to
look nice, eh?" Dalet questioend sarcastically, earning a glare from Miguel.
"Don't worry Mig, we've got it under control, we always look ok. Right
guys?" He looked to the others, who nodded.
At that moment, the swift noise
of a door opening interrupted the 'What could be a fight.' In stepped Folken
Strategos. There was a sudden rustle as all the soldiers rushed to line
up in their respectable lines, and straighten themselves up. As for Miguel,
he just slid his sword into his belt, and lined up, making no well to fix
himself up, knowing all to well he looked fine. Unlike the rest.
Folken looked at the neat line,
with slight amusement.
"All right. As some of you may
have heard," Folken said calmly, looking for a second pointedly at Chesta
who turned pink. "We have a new Dragon Slayer, who is waiting in the Great
Hall at the moment. We are to go down and welcome her." He was careful
to stress out the fact that the new Dragon Slayer was not a male.With
that, he turned and swiftly lef the room. There was a brief silence, then,
like an explosion, whispers broke out over the room.
"Her??"
"A girl??"
"If they think I'm gonna--"
"A girl ?? But--"
Folken stepped back in the room,
a small barely used smile on his features, hushing everyone up again.
"I think I meant for you down
now ." He said smoothly, before leaving again. The Dragon Slayers
wasted no time in hurrying after Folken to the Great Hall, each wondering
what this girl was like.
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Sorry, just had to stop now,
next chapter will be up soon, hopefully. Please r and r!!
