A.N-I know I know, this chapter toke forever.....but I didn't really know how I really wanted it to be, ya know? I think I did pretty good, but, as always, i'm open to your opinios^_^_^_^
The next few days were a haze for both Aya and Dilandau. They spent as much time together as possible. But teir momments together where only sufficed with a few kisses and sweet words
to one anouther. Folken had Dilandau and his slayers looking for the 'Dragon' constently. It seemed that he always seemed to alude them when it was in their clutchs. Aya walked quickly through
the halls of the Vione that she had become so fammiler over the last few days that she could walk them in her sleep.
She stared unhappily over the balcony. She missed him so much. She hated being parted from him, even for a small length of time. She felt the sad memorise of her old life on Ear-- the Mystic
Moon fadeing quickly. Closeing her eyes she breathed deeply of the freash warm air. This world was a lot like a dream really. Everything seemed almost perfect. Sighing she leaned agenst the
wall to her left. Her eyes driffted upward and she focosed on the dark starlit sky. Idly she woundered what was so importenet
She'd asked Dilandau once, he said he didn't know exactly. But it was importenet for him to find it for Empouere Dornkirk. Aya didn't think that he was telling her all that he knew, but wisely
said nothing. Suddenly she felt a light lurch as the Fortrass changed its course. Aya furrowed her brow as she woundered where they where going exactly. She thought of going off to find
Folken and asking him, but finding Folken on the fortrass was like looking for a needle in a hay stack.
She decided that she would most likely have a better chance at finding a needle in a haystack then find him. She stood their for what felt like a long time just stareing out. After a while she
looked downward to have her eyes widen in facenation. Severel Gyemilths had surrounded one wight one. She reconized the surrounding ones as the Dragon Slayer's Gyemilths. She felt her
heart leap as she saw Dilandau's crimson red Gyemilth. He had one of his crima claws cluchting the white Gyemith. The white Gyemilth its self was stunning.
Its long blue cape, that long sword....everything about it was absoultly stunning. So this was it. She decided, this was the mystriouse Dragon that Folken had been drilling Dilandau to get. So if
the Gyemilth was the Dragon, what about the pilot? What would they do to him? For no resone she felt sudden worry for them. At that momment Aya herd a loud 'woosh' noise in the distance.
She craned her neck to get a good look at it, when she finnaly leaned halfway over the balcony she got a good look at the huge ship that was drawing closer. Suddenly she noticed that the Dragon
Slayers where comeing back toward the Vione. They where leaveing......and their was a wounded Gyemilth, probbly with a Dragon Slayer, below?
The whole thing seemed odd. Suddenly the Fortrass shook violently. Since she was still leaneing half way over the balcony she tumbled over the side. She opened her mouth to scream, but no
sound came forth. She grabed frightendly for the treebranchs near her. With uncanny luck she managed to grasp one and slow her desent slightly. A split secoud later, however, the branch
snapped and she fell down to the ground with a thud. She groanded slightly and tryed to pull herself up. She glanced up to see the crushed Dragon Slayer's Gyemilth not a foot from her before
all fell into abyssful darkness.
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Aya didn't awake for a long time. When she finnly did she was suprised to find herself laying on a wooden bench, but on the outher hand the sight of the cold metel bars didn't suprise her at
all. Groaning she sat up. Quickly she searched herself for any wounds. She flinched as she felt a burning pain on her right leg. Gently she turned her leg to the left to find that her wound was
already bandaged. She narowed her eyes at the slightly bloodstained cloth. How dare they? She could take care of herself, thankyou very much.
Though, she grudgingly admitted, she was their enemy, as far as she could tell, and they'd bandaged her wound. Still, her mind resoned, they might think she knew something about Zeibock;
and thats why they helped her.
"Aya? Is that you?"A voice asked from across the room.
Aya stood and walked over to the front of her bars,"Migel? Its me.......what are you doing here?"
Migel leaned over closer into the light, his eyes suvaing her every feature,"It is you.......I'm a prisoner. My Gyemilth was injured in the last battle with the Dragon. I couldn't escape,
and the outhers didn't have a chance to save me, least they be spotted. What about you, Aya? What are you doing here?"
Aya sighed,"I was on the balcony, watching the battle. When I herd anouther ship, maybe this one, approaching I leaned over to get a better look and when the Fortrass jerked to move
quicker, I fell. What do you think their going to do with us?"
Migel shook his head slightly,"Probbly intteration. They'll most likely interagate me in different manner then you, though so you shouldn't worry."
Aya reeled back,"What do you mean? You don't mean like...........phsycaly harming you to get information....do you?"
Migel cleaered his throat,"Maybe.......look its not exactly a proper subject for a young girl such as yourself. Why don't we talk about something eles."
Aya nodded, decideing to let the topic go for now,"Alright. How about we discuse how where going to get out of here and back to the Vione."
Migel nodded,"Yeah."
A.N-Sorry this toke so long, I've had a lot of writers bloak for this fic. I promise to have the next chapter soon though, my writers bloak is gone readers beware^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^
The next few days were a haze for both Aya and Dilandau. They spent as much time together as possible. But teir momments together where only sufficed with a few kisses and sweet words
to one anouther. Folken had Dilandau and his slayers looking for the 'Dragon' constently. It seemed that he always seemed to alude them when it was in their clutchs. Aya walked quickly through
the halls of the Vione that she had become so fammiler over the last few days that she could walk them in her sleep.
She stared unhappily over the balcony. She missed him so much. She hated being parted from him, even for a small length of time. She felt the sad memorise of her old life on Ear-- the Mystic
Moon fadeing quickly. Closeing her eyes she breathed deeply of the freash warm air. This world was a lot like a dream really. Everything seemed almost perfect. Sighing she leaned agenst the
wall to her left. Her eyes driffted upward and she focosed on the dark starlit sky. Idly she woundered what was so importenet
She'd asked Dilandau once, he said he didn't know exactly. But it was importenet for him to find it for Empouere Dornkirk. Aya didn't think that he was telling her all that he knew, but wisely
said nothing. Suddenly she felt a light lurch as the Fortrass changed its course. Aya furrowed her brow as she woundered where they where going exactly. She thought of going off to find
Folken and asking him, but finding Folken on the fortrass was like looking for a needle in a hay stack.
She decided that she would most likely have a better chance at finding a needle in a haystack then find him. She stood their for what felt like a long time just stareing out. After a while she
looked downward to have her eyes widen in facenation. Severel Gyemilths had surrounded one wight one. She reconized the surrounding ones as the Dragon Slayer's Gyemilths. She felt her
heart leap as she saw Dilandau's crimson red Gyemilth. He had one of his crima claws cluchting the white Gyemith. The white Gyemilth its self was stunning.
Its long blue cape, that long sword....everything about it was absoultly stunning. So this was it. She decided, this was the mystriouse Dragon that Folken had been drilling Dilandau to get. So if
the Gyemilth was the Dragon, what about the pilot? What would they do to him? For no resone she felt sudden worry for them. At that momment Aya herd a loud 'woosh' noise in the distance.
She craned her neck to get a good look at it, when she finnaly leaned halfway over the balcony she got a good look at the huge ship that was drawing closer. Suddenly she noticed that the Dragon
Slayers where comeing back toward the Vione. They where leaveing......and their was a wounded Gyemilth, probbly with a Dragon Slayer, below?
The whole thing seemed odd. Suddenly the Fortrass shook violently. Since she was still leaneing half way over the balcony she tumbled over the side. She opened her mouth to scream, but no
sound came forth. She grabed frightendly for the treebranchs near her. With uncanny luck she managed to grasp one and slow her desent slightly. A split secoud later, however, the branch
snapped and she fell down to the ground with a thud. She groanded slightly and tryed to pull herself up. She glanced up to see the crushed Dragon Slayer's Gyemilth not a foot from her before
all fell into abyssful darkness.
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Aya didn't awake for a long time. When she finnly did she was suprised to find herself laying on a wooden bench, but on the outher hand the sight of the cold metel bars didn't suprise her at
all. Groaning she sat up. Quickly she searched herself for any wounds. She flinched as she felt a burning pain on her right leg. Gently she turned her leg to the left to find that her wound was
already bandaged. She narowed her eyes at the slightly bloodstained cloth. How dare they? She could take care of herself, thankyou very much.
Though, she grudgingly admitted, she was their enemy, as far as she could tell, and they'd bandaged her wound. Still, her mind resoned, they might think she knew something about Zeibock;
and thats why they helped her.
"Aya? Is that you?"A voice asked from across the room.
Aya stood and walked over to the front of her bars,"Migel? Its me.......what are you doing here?"
Migel leaned over closer into the light, his eyes suvaing her every feature,"It is you.......I'm a prisoner. My Gyemilth was injured in the last battle with the Dragon. I couldn't escape,
and the outhers didn't have a chance to save me, least they be spotted. What about you, Aya? What are you doing here?"
Aya sighed,"I was on the balcony, watching the battle. When I herd anouther ship, maybe this one, approaching I leaned over to get a better look and when the Fortrass jerked to move
quicker, I fell. What do you think their going to do with us?"
Migel shook his head slightly,"Probbly intteration. They'll most likely interagate me in different manner then you, though so you shouldn't worry."
Aya reeled back,"What do you mean? You don't mean like...........phsycaly harming you to get information....do you?"
Migel cleaered his throat,"Maybe.......look its not exactly a proper subject for a young girl such as yourself. Why don't we talk about something eles."
Aya nodded, decideing to let the topic go for now,"Alright. How about we discuse how where going to get out of here and back to the Vione."
Migel nodded,"Yeah."
A.N-Sorry this toke so long, I've had a lot of writers bloak for this fic. I promise to have the next chapter soon though, my writers bloak is gone readers beware^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^