Forbidden Chains

by rainjewel

*Complete * This is my very first shot at writing, so please take it easy!! ^.^ This was a large project for me, but the chapters are thankfully short, though some are pretty long! Anyways, it's a very interesting tale about the wonderous Chid zar Freid.

1. Prologue

INTRODUCTION

Hello! My name is rainjewel. I'm the one wrote FORBIDDEN CHAINS. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I just wanted to tell you a few things about the fanfic before you read it, so you don't come out completely disappointed.

Okay, before you immerse yourselves in Chid's yummy godliness (I prefer to call him The Young God Apollo), I just want to warn you about my story. It takes place 10 years after the end of Escaflowne, so everyone is (check out my math skills) 10 years older!

Also, it includes *SPOILERS*. So, if you don't want to be spoiled, don't read it (though you happen to be missing out)! Though how you can be a Chid-lover and not be spoiled is really quite beyond me.

I don't own any of the characters, except for the ones that I made up (if you noticed, Van and Hitomi didn't have any children in the series, they didn't even kiss *sigh*). So please, do not sue me. It's not nice.

I also want to tell you that I am one of the many Americans who got addicted to Escaflowne through the 9 episodes they showed on FoxKids. These episodes were chopped and welded too be directed for little children, so I'm very confused on times, dates, characters and things. I learned about Escaflowne through episode guides and pictures. This means that some of the characters personality may not ring true with that of the series. My arguments for that are that it's ten years later and people change, and that I only saw 6 episodes of the 9 aired here.

And, last but not least, Folken's a babe. I was going to make a Folken-shrine, but technology and me do not mix very well. I know, I know, Folken *SPOILER* died in Escaflowne, but hey, he can come back 10 years later (at least in my head). So you have been warned!

Thanx for reading! I hope you love it as much as I enjoyed writing it! If you have questions, constructive criticisms, comments, or suggestions, email me at esca_rain@hotmail.com. Please, don't send flames though, but if you do, at least make them intelligent, or I shall sic Folken on you, and you don't mess with a a man who weighs 172 pounds and is 6 feet, 4 inches tall. Not too mention that he's a genius, and can kick your butt at sword-fighting, guymelef warfare (he did ride the teiring, remember), and Scrabble.