Okay peeps! This is it! These two chapters are the last two in this fan fic!
Note: I've made some major changes for the sake of this fic, ( and a possible sequel) so don't get huffy please!
Sacrifice
Celena stumbled through the halls, still feeling dizzy. She knew she had to get to Dilandau. She had to stop him, before it was too late. Her bracelet began to glow. She began to feel stronger, and started to pick up the pace. "Athena," she said, "I need you...."
Elsewhere, in the large holding facilities in Vione, the guymelef Athena stood, dormant until it's owner would need it. Athena, I need you.... The eyes of the guymelef began to glow a light purple. It tore free from it's restraints, and marched forward, leaving heavy dents in the floor. No one was foolish enough to try and stop the mecha, all concentrating on getting out of the way. The mecha punched through the walls, bending layers of steel like clay. It heard its master's desperate call.
Celena fell against the wall as a tremor shook the hall. "What was that?" she wondered aloud. She looked at her bracelet which was now flashing. She rushed to the nearest open window. From there she could see Athena, emerging from a hole beneath her. "Athena!" she called, and the mecha looked up. It turned and stretched it's hand out. Celena jumped onto the hand and got quickly into the guymelef. "Come on, Athena," she said urgently, "let's get out of here." The mecha flew off with incredible speed, sending winds pounding against the battered opening left in the fortress.
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"I'm through with the Zaibach empire," said Folken, "I've renounced my ties to it and to Domkirk." "And what would you say if I told you I didn't believe you?" asked Van as he pulled out his sword. Folken's expression didn't change. "I wouldn't blame you for not believing me," he said, "after all I've been more of an enemy to you than a brother." Van said nothing, only eyeing Folken suspiciously. Hitomi stood by silently, and the Escaflowne rested a short distance away.
"Even if you weren't lying," said Van, "how could I believe you? How could I ever trust you again, let alone forgive you?" Folken was silent for a moment. He then said, "I don't expect you to feel anything towards me but anger and contempt, that is to be expected after what I've done. Perhaps it would be easier for both of us, if we never saw each other again after today." Van lowered his sword. "So I'm just supposed to let you leave?" "That's the idea," said Folken, "since there'd really be no point in you stopping me."
Folken offered his hand. "This would be the part where we say good-bye." Van hesitated. His gut told him not to trust Folken. What if this were some sort of trap? Van slowly raised his hand and accepted that of his brothers. They shook hands slowly. Van thought to give his brother a hug, but never got the opportunity.
Dilandau had been surveying the scene, his guymelef, the Oreades, momentarily invisible. "Traitor," he muttered under his breath as Folken and Van shook hands. Then a thought crossed Dilandau's mind, and idea. "Yes," he hissed, "let's see how the little bastard feels about this." A few seconds later, a long, whip-like, metallic spike was fired from the Red Guymelef.
Hitomi saw it first. "Van, look out!" Van wasn't in any danger, because the attack hadn't been meant for him. Van watched in horror as a metal spike ripped through his brother's chest. Folken gurgled in the back of his throat and blood poured from his mouth. When the spike pulled back from his body, he sank to the ground, dead. Van stood, looking down over his brothers body, in silent shock, which he was jarred from by the sound of hysterical laughter. "Yes!" shouted Dilandau, "You'll die too! Die! DIE!" Flames burst forth from the mecha as Van ran quickly to the Escaflowne. Once inside, Van had to block attack after attack from Dilandau. But it wasn't long before he got the upper hand.
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Celena arrived in time to see Dilandau being overcome by Van. Again red images of the dying Dragonslayers flashed before her eyes, but she pushed them away. She didn't have time for them. Strangely enough, at the moment she was having the visions, the Escaflowne briefly stopped advancing. Not one to miss an opportunity, Dilandau made his mecha trip the Escaflowne, knocking it to the ground. The Athena advanced, blocking the way of Dilandau and his mecha.
"That's enough Dilandau, stop it." Celena pleaded. "No, I won't stop." Dilandau yelled, "Not until he's dead." Before Celena could say more, the Escaflowne was back up, and it knocked the Athena out of the way. When it hit the ground it was as if all time had stopped.....
**************** memory - Celena *******************
There she sat, a little girl, all alone in a cold dark room. Alone all alone. "Mama," she wailed, "I want my mama." She wiped her eyes. Suddenly she heard something, movement. She jumped to her feet. "H-Hello," she called into the darkness. No answer. She moved into the corner. "Who's there?" Slowly, a shadow came forward. It paused, and then it stepped forward so she could see who it was.
A little boy stood before her, not much older than she was. He had white hair and red eyes. He was smiling at her, or rather sneering. "What's so funny?" Celena demanded, wiping her eyes. "You are, crying like a baby." "I'm not a baby!" said Celena pouting. She had wanted someone....who was it? Her head was feeling fuzzy. "So, how'd you get here?" the little boy asked examining her. "I was...playing with someone..." she said. "Someone?" the boy asked arching an eyebrow, "Can't you remember?" Celena was trying to remember as hard as she could, but it was making her head hurt. Frustrated, Celena began to cry again. "Oh stop blubbering," said the boy sighing, "it isn't going to help things. Do you remember your name?" Celena sniffled, and then told him her name. "Celena," he repeated. "I like it. It has a ring to it. You got a last name?" Celena shook her head. " Well, I am Dilandau Albatou." he shook her hand, "Pleased to meet you," she said, cheering a little.
Just then, the door burst open. The two of them jumped away from it. A couple of men grabbed Dilandau. He fought desperately, and Celena tried to help him, but she was shoved down and he was taken. She was alone for a long time before he was tossed back into the room. They had done something to him because he was shaking violently and his eyes were like tiny dots. "Dilandau," Celena said approaching him, "what happened?" Dilandau only shook his head violently, and covered it with his hands. "It's okay," Celena said crouching down beside him, "I'm here. I'll take care of you, I promise." She hugged him gently in the dimly lit room, humming softly. Eventually, Dilandau stopped shaking and fell asleep....
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Celena was jarred back to the present, as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice cold water on her. She looked up in horror to see the Oreades down and the Escaflowne advancing mercilessly. The Athena jumped up, and with lightning speed, rushed over and tackled the Escaflowne, kicking up dust and shaking the earth beneath them. "Stop this now," Celena said angrily, "there is no point in the two of you fighting. This has to end." Van was far beyond reasoning. If Hitomi, who was shouting desperately to Van, could not persuade him to stop, she certainly couldn't. Van thrust his sword into Celena's mecha, tearing off the arm, "Stay out of this," growled, "or you're dead!" Escaflowne pushed past the damaged mecha to the crouching Oreades. Before Van could attack, Dilandau was already prepared. He fired a blast of flames full force into the approaching mecha. "HAHAHAHAHA!" he laughed, "Burn you son of a bitch! BURN!" The Escaflowne did burn a little, but it was not enough to stop that advancing guymelef. "W-What?" Dilandau stuttered, suddenly frozen with terror. There the Escaflowne stood, the flames dying around it.
Celena would not be stopped, despite the loss of her mecha's right arm. She would die protecting Dilandau. Celena growled viciously as she charged, tripping the Escaflowne, bringing it down to it's knees. Van was not thinking clearly. He only saw red, blood, death. Vengeance for his family, and death for those who got in his way. The Escaflowne got back to his feet and instead of charging Dilandau's mecha again, it charged the Athena, knocking it down once more. The Escaflowne towered over the fallen mecha, and then slowly raised it's sword into the air. As it was brought down, the Oreades got into the way, the sword piercing through the center, sending a splash of blood onto the Athena, lying beneath it. "DILANDAU!!!!!!!!!"
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Now, I know it would be particularly evil of me the writer to stop here. Oh well (pretends to leave) Just kidding. Instead of sitting here biting your fingernails, you could be reading the next chapter. So....why aren't you? BP
Note: I've made some major changes for the sake of this fic, ( and a possible sequel) so don't get huffy please!
Sacrifice
Celena stumbled through the halls, still feeling dizzy. She knew she had to get to Dilandau. She had to stop him, before it was too late. Her bracelet began to glow. She began to feel stronger, and started to pick up the pace. "Athena," she said, "I need you...."
Elsewhere, in the large holding facilities in Vione, the guymelef Athena stood, dormant until it's owner would need it. Athena, I need you.... The eyes of the guymelef began to glow a light purple. It tore free from it's restraints, and marched forward, leaving heavy dents in the floor. No one was foolish enough to try and stop the mecha, all concentrating on getting out of the way. The mecha punched through the walls, bending layers of steel like clay. It heard its master's desperate call.
Celena fell against the wall as a tremor shook the hall. "What was that?" she wondered aloud. She looked at her bracelet which was now flashing. She rushed to the nearest open window. From there she could see Athena, emerging from a hole beneath her. "Athena!" she called, and the mecha looked up. It turned and stretched it's hand out. Celena jumped onto the hand and got quickly into the guymelef. "Come on, Athena," she said urgently, "let's get out of here." The mecha flew off with incredible speed, sending winds pounding against the battered opening left in the fortress.
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"I'm through with the Zaibach empire," said Folken, "I've renounced my ties to it and to Domkirk." "And what would you say if I told you I didn't believe you?" asked Van as he pulled out his sword. Folken's expression didn't change. "I wouldn't blame you for not believing me," he said, "after all I've been more of an enemy to you than a brother." Van said nothing, only eyeing Folken suspiciously. Hitomi stood by silently, and the Escaflowne rested a short distance away.
"Even if you weren't lying," said Van, "how could I believe you? How could I ever trust you again, let alone forgive you?" Folken was silent for a moment. He then said, "I don't expect you to feel anything towards me but anger and contempt, that is to be expected after what I've done. Perhaps it would be easier for both of us, if we never saw each other again after today." Van lowered his sword. "So I'm just supposed to let you leave?" "That's the idea," said Folken, "since there'd really be no point in you stopping me."
Folken offered his hand. "This would be the part where we say good-bye." Van hesitated. His gut told him not to trust Folken. What if this were some sort of trap? Van slowly raised his hand and accepted that of his brothers. They shook hands slowly. Van thought to give his brother a hug, but never got the opportunity.
Dilandau had been surveying the scene, his guymelef, the Oreades, momentarily invisible. "Traitor," he muttered under his breath as Folken and Van shook hands. Then a thought crossed Dilandau's mind, and idea. "Yes," he hissed, "let's see how the little bastard feels about this." A few seconds later, a long, whip-like, metallic spike was fired from the Red Guymelef.
Hitomi saw it first. "Van, look out!" Van wasn't in any danger, because the attack hadn't been meant for him. Van watched in horror as a metal spike ripped through his brother's chest. Folken gurgled in the back of his throat and blood poured from his mouth. When the spike pulled back from his body, he sank to the ground, dead. Van stood, looking down over his brothers body, in silent shock, which he was jarred from by the sound of hysterical laughter. "Yes!" shouted Dilandau, "You'll die too! Die! DIE!" Flames burst forth from the mecha as Van ran quickly to the Escaflowne. Once inside, Van had to block attack after attack from Dilandau. But it wasn't long before he got the upper hand.
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Celena arrived in time to see Dilandau being overcome by Van. Again red images of the dying Dragonslayers flashed before her eyes, but she pushed them away. She didn't have time for them. Strangely enough, at the moment she was having the visions, the Escaflowne briefly stopped advancing. Not one to miss an opportunity, Dilandau made his mecha trip the Escaflowne, knocking it to the ground. The Athena advanced, blocking the way of Dilandau and his mecha.
"That's enough Dilandau, stop it." Celena pleaded. "No, I won't stop." Dilandau yelled, "Not until he's dead." Before Celena could say more, the Escaflowne was back up, and it knocked the Athena out of the way. When it hit the ground it was as if all time had stopped.....
**************** memory - Celena *******************
There she sat, a little girl, all alone in a cold dark room. Alone all alone. "Mama," she wailed, "I want my mama." She wiped her eyes. Suddenly she heard something, movement. She jumped to her feet. "H-Hello," she called into the darkness. No answer. She moved into the corner. "Who's there?" Slowly, a shadow came forward. It paused, and then it stepped forward so she could see who it was.
A little boy stood before her, not much older than she was. He had white hair and red eyes. He was smiling at her, or rather sneering. "What's so funny?" Celena demanded, wiping her eyes. "You are, crying like a baby." "I'm not a baby!" said Celena pouting. She had wanted someone....who was it? Her head was feeling fuzzy. "So, how'd you get here?" the little boy asked examining her. "I was...playing with someone..." she said. "Someone?" the boy asked arching an eyebrow, "Can't you remember?" Celena was trying to remember as hard as she could, but it was making her head hurt. Frustrated, Celena began to cry again. "Oh stop blubbering," said the boy sighing, "it isn't going to help things. Do you remember your name?" Celena sniffled, and then told him her name. "Celena," he repeated. "I like it. It has a ring to it. You got a last name?" Celena shook her head. " Well, I am Dilandau Albatou." he shook her hand, "Pleased to meet you," she said, cheering a little.
Just then, the door burst open. The two of them jumped away from it. A couple of men grabbed Dilandau. He fought desperately, and Celena tried to help him, but she was shoved down and he was taken. She was alone for a long time before he was tossed back into the room. They had done something to him because he was shaking violently and his eyes were like tiny dots. "Dilandau," Celena said approaching him, "what happened?" Dilandau only shook his head violently, and covered it with his hands. "It's okay," Celena said crouching down beside him, "I'm here. I'll take care of you, I promise." She hugged him gently in the dimly lit room, humming softly. Eventually, Dilandau stopped shaking and fell asleep....
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Celena was jarred back to the present, as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice cold water on her. She looked up in horror to see the Oreades down and the Escaflowne advancing mercilessly. The Athena jumped up, and with lightning speed, rushed over and tackled the Escaflowne, kicking up dust and shaking the earth beneath them. "Stop this now," Celena said angrily, "there is no point in the two of you fighting. This has to end." Van was far beyond reasoning. If Hitomi, who was shouting desperately to Van, could not persuade him to stop, she certainly couldn't. Van thrust his sword into Celena's mecha, tearing off the arm, "Stay out of this," growled, "or you're dead!" Escaflowne pushed past the damaged mecha to the crouching Oreades. Before Van could attack, Dilandau was already prepared. He fired a blast of flames full force into the approaching mecha. "HAHAHAHAHA!" he laughed, "Burn you son of a bitch! BURN!" The Escaflowne did burn a little, but it was not enough to stop that advancing guymelef. "W-What?" Dilandau stuttered, suddenly frozen with terror. There the Escaflowne stood, the flames dying around it.
Celena would not be stopped, despite the loss of her mecha's right arm. She would die protecting Dilandau. Celena growled viciously as she charged, tripping the Escaflowne, bringing it down to it's knees. Van was not thinking clearly. He only saw red, blood, death. Vengeance for his family, and death for those who got in his way. The Escaflowne got back to his feet and instead of charging Dilandau's mecha again, it charged the Athena, knocking it down once more. The Escaflowne towered over the fallen mecha, and then slowly raised it's sword into the air. As it was brought down, the Oreades got into the way, the sword piercing through the center, sending a splash of blood onto the Athena, lying beneath it. "DILANDAU!!!!!!!!!"
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Now, I know it would be particularly evil of me the writer to stop here. Oh well (pretends to leave) Just kidding. Instead of sitting here biting your fingernails, you could be reading the next chapter. So....why aren't you? BP