Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or any of the characters in the
series. .::pout::. BUT I WISH I ATLEAST OWNED DILANDAU...::cry cry::. Oh
well. I am proud to say that I do own Sabrina and her mom.and possibly her
dad although I'm not sure who he is yet.
Author's Note: This chapter is a little short because I can't decide as to where the story should go from here...Please review and possibly give me some ideas as to where it should go from here.
Chapter 2
Note: dream
~Vione~
Dilandau had been found asleep on the on the floor of the Vione's guymelef hanger and had been taken back to his room by some guards. It was now night time and Dilandau had shed his armor leaving only his lavender colored vest and black pants. He couldn't get to sleep so he decided to take a walk around the Vione. He walked through the hallways which were only lit by a few blue flickering candles.
'Quiet tonight' He thought to himself as he walked past Folken's room. He always had his door shut and always had an excuse for it. 'If my men were here we'd sneak in and find out what the hell he's doing in there.' He paused at that thought stopping his even pace with it. "I miss them," he said in a whispered that only he could hear. He sighed and then continued walking.
He found his way to the guymelef hanger once again. 'How'd I get back here?' he asked himself as he stepped close to the rail which he had leaned on earlier that evening. He relied on it once again for support, placing his hands on it and looked down in to the white, fluffy clouds. He hated being alone. 'At least I had somebody to talk to when they were around' he thought to himself. After a moment of sighs and frustrated grunts he trudged back to his quarters since he wasn't accomplishing anything by staying up. When he got there he pored himself a glass of wine. It was the color of his eyes, crimson. He remembered the first time he and the Dragon Slayers had stolen wine from Folken's room. He didn't even see them coming. They had sneaked He could tell he would be tiered tomorrow.
----Later that night----
Dilandau was walking through fields of flowers. No, he was standing still. The scenery around him was moving on its own. He saw a small girl in a mint-green dress. She had curly silver hair that came down to her shoulders. She started giggling in a childish manner when she saw some small white flowers. 'It's the crying girl from earlier!' He thought. She quickly bent down and snatched them from their place in the ground. "Where am I?" He said gruffly at the girl, but there was no reply. "Who are you!?" There still was no reply. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" He roared then lashed out at her with a slap. He almost fell flat on his face when his hand went right through her. "What the.?" He gasped.
Dilandau was very confused by now. Then it came to him. "I suppose this could possibly be a dream," he softly proclaimed to himself. He was still in shock that it looked so real. "Oh well. A dream is a dream." He sighed then tried to snap out of it seeing that there wasn't anything interesting to see. But who was the girl and why was she in his dream. "Looks like I'm stuck here with you." He sighed again, looking at the small girl who had finished picking flowers.
It was a small bouquet of white and pink flowers. He noticed one that looked different from the others, more beautiful then the others. He remembered it was called Saggara which was the ancient Atlantis word for serenity. In legend it was the first flower to bloom on Gaea after the war of the gods. He followed the girl (he didn't really have a choice) as she got up and ran. He didn't know where she was going but had a feeling that he would find out soon.
"Brother! Brother!" She cried out as a slightly tall blond haired figure came into view. As she neared Dilandau raged when he saw who her brother was. "Allen.," he growled making a vibrating noise in his pale throat. Young Allen Schezar stood there at the top of the hill waving to the young girl his long blond hair flowing in the breeze. Dilandau ran ahead of her and readied for a punch but then remembered, 'It's only a dream.' A part of him self told him. He forcefully lowered his fist and clamped his eyes shut.
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Dilandau awoke to a violent pounding on his door. "WHAT!?" He roared at the disturber. The door opened and a slim boy a bit younger than him walked in. "WELL.SPIT IT OUT!!" Dilandau yelled, still angry that he had been disturbed. "Sir, there is someone on the ship." The soldier finally piped out.
Dilandau threw on his armor and stomped down to the bridge. He found Folken standing there looking disturbed. "What's happening Folken?" Dilandau asked trying to sound awake. Folken looked at him for a while then lowered his eyes to the floor. "All we know is that a bright beam of light game down upon us. It was similar to the one that took the dragon and his Mystic Moon companion away from your fight." He said in an all knowing tone. Just then some soldiers came in with a kicking and screaming adolescent. He could tell it was a woman from her voice. "LET ME GO!! LET ME GO!!" She yelled. She stopped once the soldiers took her on to the bridge. She looked around then settled her gaze on Folken and Dilandau. "Lord Dilandau, we found her wandering around the roof." One of the soldiers informed them. They took her closer to him and he could see that she had been beaten a little. She had a red spot on her cheek, probably from a weak slap. "Are you guys in charge here?" She asked hopefully. "I would like to know where I am, and could you tell these people to let go of me?" She asked which was followed by a hard slap across the face. Folken gave Dilandau a strict look, but Dilandau kept his eyes on the girl. "Silence woman! We will be the ones to ask questions." Dilandau hissed and she lowered her head not wanting to mess with him.
Folken bent down and lifted her head up by putting his fingers under her chin so that she was looking straight at him and he was looking into her "Are you a spy from Fanelia?" He questioned her. "Fanelia? I've never even heard of it. Please, just tell me where I am." She asked. "Very well, you are on the Vione, a Zaibach floating fortress." He told her getting some questioned mumbles in return. Folken stood up and took Dilandau over to a corner to talk. "Dilandau, before you do any thing rash, I think we should discus this with Emperor Dornkirk." Folken whispered to Dilandau. Dilandau gave him a sly look. "What the old man don't know can't hurt us." Dilandau whispered back. Folken was surprised at this figured that Dilandau had something in mind for the young girl who called herself Sabrina.
Author's Note: I'm so sorry that it was so short but I have so much home work and I needed a stopping point. I don't think I will be able to update for a long time so I think I'll try and finish up this one fic that I started writing. I think I'll call it Dilandau and Celena. Hehehe.I'll tell you right now that if you're a Dilandau and Celena fan you'll like it. Thanks and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!
Author's Note: This chapter is a little short because I can't decide as to where the story should go from here...Please review and possibly give me some ideas as to where it should go from here.
Chapter 2
Note: dream
~Vione~
Dilandau had been found asleep on the on the floor of the Vione's guymelef hanger and had been taken back to his room by some guards. It was now night time and Dilandau had shed his armor leaving only his lavender colored vest and black pants. He couldn't get to sleep so he decided to take a walk around the Vione. He walked through the hallways which were only lit by a few blue flickering candles.
'Quiet tonight' He thought to himself as he walked past Folken's room. He always had his door shut and always had an excuse for it. 'If my men were here we'd sneak in and find out what the hell he's doing in there.' He paused at that thought stopping his even pace with it. "I miss them," he said in a whispered that only he could hear. He sighed and then continued walking.
He found his way to the guymelef hanger once again. 'How'd I get back here?' he asked himself as he stepped close to the rail which he had leaned on earlier that evening. He relied on it once again for support, placing his hands on it and looked down in to the white, fluffy clouds. He hated being alone. 'At least I had somebody to talk to when they were around' he thought to himself. After a moment of sighs and frustrated grunts he trudged back to his quarters since he wasn't accomplishing anything by staying up. When he got there he pored himself a glass of wine. It was the color of his eyes, crimson. He remembered the first time he and the Dragon Slayers had stolen wine from Folken's room. He didn't even see them coming. They had sneaked He could tell he would be tiered tomorrow.
----Later that night----
Dilandau was walking through fields of flowers. No, he was standing still. The scenery around him was moving on its own. He saw a small girl in a mint-green dress. She had curly silver hair that came down to her shoulders. She started giggling in a childish manner when she saw some small white flowers. 'It's the crying girl from earlier!' He thought. She quickly bent down and snatched them from their place in the ground. "Where am I?" He said gruffly at the girl, but there was no reply. "Who are you!?" There still was no reply. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" He roared then lashed out at her with a slap. He almost fell flat on his face when his hand went right through her. "What the.?" He gasped.
Dilandau was very confused by now. Then it came to him. "I suppose this could possibly be a dream," he softly proclaimed to himself. He was still in shock that it looked so real. "Oh well. A dream is a dream." He sighed then tried to snap out of it seeing that there wasn't anything interesting to see. But who was the girl and why was she in his dream. "Looks like I'm stuck here with you." He sighed again, looking at the small girl who had finished picking flowers.
It was a small bouquet of white and pink flowers. He noticed one that looked different from the others, more beautiful then the others. He remembered it was called Saggara which was the ancient Atlantis word for serenity. In legend it was the first flower to bloom on Gaea after the war of the gods. He followed the girl (he didn't really have a choice) as she got up and ran. He didn't know where she was going but had a feeling that he would find out soon.
"Brother! Brother!" She cried out as a slightly tall blond haired figure came into view. As she neared Dilandau raged when he saw who her brother was. "Allen.," he growled making a vibrating noise in his pale throat. Young Allen Schezar stood there at the top of the hill waving to the young girl his long blond hair flowing in the breeze. Dilandau ran ahead of her and readied for a punch but then remembered, 'It's only a dream.' A part of him self told him. He forcefully lowered his fist and clamped his eyes shut.
-----
Dilandau awoke to a violent pounding on his door. "WHAT!?" He roared at the disturber. The door opened and a slim boy a bit younger than him walked in. "WELL.SPIT IT OUT!!" Dilandau yelled, still angry that he had been disturbed. "Sir, there is someone on the ship." The soldier finally piped out.
Dilandau threw on his armor and stomped down to the bridge. He found Folken standing there looking disturbed. "What's happening Folken?" Dilandau asked trying to sound awake. Folken looked at him for a while then lowered his eyes to the floor. "All we know is that a bright beam of light game down upon us. It was similar to the one that took the dragon and his Mystic Moon companion away from your fight." He said in an all knowing tone. Just then some soldiers came in with a kicking and screaming adolescent. He could tell it was a woman from her voice. "LET ME GO!! LET ME GO!!" She yelled. She stopped once the soldiers took her on to the bridge. She looked around then settled her gaze on Folken and Dilandau. "Lord Dilandau, we found her wandering around the roof." One of the soldiers informed them. They took her closer to him and he could see that she had been beaten a little. She had a red spot on her cheek, probably from a weak slap. "Are you guys in charge here?" She asked hopefully. "I would like to know where I am, and could you tell these people to let go of me?" She asked which was followed by a hard slap across the face. Folken gave Dilandau a strict look, but Dilandau kept his eyes on the girl. "Silence woman! We will be the ones to ask questions." Dilandau hissed and she lowered her head not wanting to mess with him.
Folken bent down and lifted her head up by putting his fingers under her chin so that she was looking straight at him and he was looking into her "Are you a spy from Fanelia?" He questioned her. "Fanelia? I've never even heard of it. Please, just tell me where I am." She asked. "Very well, you are on the Vione, a Zaibach floating fortress." He told her getting some questioned mumbles in return. Folken stood up and took Dilandau over to a corner to talk. "Dilandau, before you do any thing rash, I think we should discus this with Emperor Dornkirk." Folken whispered to Dilandau. Dilandau gave him a sly look. "What the old man don't know can't hurt us." Dilandau whispered back. Folken was surprised at this figured that Dilandau had something in mind for the young girl who called herself Sabrina.
Author's Note: I'm so sorry that it was so short but I have so much home work and I needed a stopping point. I don't think I will be able to update for a long time so I think I'll try and finish up this one fic that I started writing. I think I'll call it Dilandau and Celena. Hehehe.I'll tell you right now that if you're a Dilandau and Celena fan you'll like it. Thanks and DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!