A.N-Sorry this toke me so long. Since most of you really don't wish for me to kill of the Slayers I guess I'll try to keep them alive through the fic^_^Don't forget to review, I love reviews^_^I can't belive I already have over 100! I guess you all really do like this fic*smiles*
Dedication-Wadnjs, Serenity, B Girl, TigerWolf, Liz a.k.a. The Devils Minion, Katana, Wild Majik, Dilandra, Koki-san. Thankyou all for your support and pationce(well some of you^_^) for this chapter^_^
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Aya's P.O.V.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dilandau and the Slayers never returned from there confrontation with Van. I wounder if their alright....The Slayers that is not Dilandau. If anything he needs a good defeat to deflate that enormase ego of his.
I could hear the sounds of my feet pounding agenst the slick floors of the Vione.
I couldn't help but wounder that if Dilandau where here at my side now, would the Floating Fortrass be going down in flams? Would Zeibock be being defeated by a single boy with a dragon Gyemilth?
Perhapes it would change nothing, but still there was that what if.....
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Normal P.O.V.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Aya ran blindly through the corridors of the sinking fortrass. Not for the first time Aya was woundering if she was going to survive this time. It was begining to seem that she had cheated death far too many times and now she was going to pay for it. And at the highest price. Her own life.
Dilandau. His name rang clearly through her mind. She still hadn't forgiven him. And yet she found herself wishing that he would come and save her. Like how a knight ussualy saves the damsel in destress. But even if he would come and save her, Aya wasn't sure if she would be able to forgive him. Irnoic, she wished for him to save her, but she couldn't bring herself to grant him her forgiveness. But then agine few would.
And even if she could bring herself to forgive him, she wasn't sure if she would ever really be able to trust him agine.
Aya was shocked from her reverie as she relized she made it to the hanger. She saw the ground below fastly comeing closer to the fortrass. Takeing a deep breath Aya glanced behind her. Her eyes traced over the now familer walls of the Vione.
It had sorta been like a secoud home for her, and now it was all in ruin. Her eyes returned to the greenery below. If she stayed on the Vione the chances of death where nearly a 100%, on the outher hand if she jumped down into the misty land below, perhapes she would have the chance of life. Even if her life was seeming more and more treacheres by every passing moment. But atleast with life there is hope, with death their is nothing. Nothing but cold hard darkness.
Makeing her decion in less then a blink of an eye Aya Miyako Black lept from the ledge. For a momment that burned in eterenty Aya felt the wind gently russle agenst her skin and hair. She felt as thogh time stoped and she flew easily in the air.
But the momment was over as quickly as it had begone; and the ground was raceing toward her. Her hands grabed wildly at the tree branchs as she fell downward. In a stroke of pure luck her hand closed in a death gripe around one of the branches. Sighing in relife Aya alowed herself just to hang there.
Unfortuantly, it was a momment too long. The branch snaped with a loudly and once more she fell down to the
cold earth with a loud thump. For a momment she just layed there in pain and misory. Slowly she tried to rise from the ground; only to fall back down as her vision swam forceing into uncousesness.
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Groggly Aya awoke feeling emensly cold and desolet. Groaning she sat up, only to hiss in pain as her movement re-opened the gash on her left leg. Winceing at the site of her wound she glanced around to make sure she was alone and limped behind a tree. Carefully, so not to aggrivate the wound further she removed her pants and tore off part of her shirt.
Wrapeing it around her thigh gently she tied it quickly. Satisfied she pulled back on her pants and inspected herself for any outher ingeres. Finding only scratchs and such and luckly no bones broken she glanced around the darkened forest.
Fear creeped withen her mind and body. Her trembled as she reached down to her boot and pulled out the small dagger that was there. Holding it tightly as thought should she drope it she would lose her life, she began to walk.
Her eyes darted around wildly. Horror stories she'd read in the past came rushing back to her by the dozen. Ghosts, goblines, witches, evil men whom roam dark forests just like the one she was in came to her. Cut throat killers that roam the night to steal what money you have or outher things from you.
Swallowing hard Aya countinued walking. She had to get to a town. Find someone, something to make her feel safe.
'Dilandau'.
The forbidden name that held hate for her rushed into her mind. In her minds eye she saw him as she saw him the night when she'd given herself to him. His bright ruby eyes that held so much warmth...even dare she say...love? His silver hair that fell carelessly about his face. His lips that wrought crimson love that one would think was brought by the dark arts. She'd never forget the way his lips had tasted. Like sweet drunken wine.
Closeing her eyes in a vain effert to forget she pressed onward. Tears threatened to flow down from the borders of her eyes. Shaking her head vigerousely she pressed her hand agenst the wound on her side. The shock of pain mommentarly diverted her thoughts from him. She shook her head as she began to relize how hot she felt and also sligthly light-headed.
Sighing she paused long enough to lean agenst a tree. She stood there for a momment. Trying despreatly to get her thoughts in order when she heard a tree branch snap. Her eyes snapped open, wide growing terror becomeing evident in there depths.
Braceing herself for the sparing that would soon begen she raised her dagger her body becomeing as tense as a panther before it strikes.
"Aya? Is that you?"
Aya stared hard into the darkness. She recounized the big mop of blound hair and bright baby blue eyes emidently."Chesta?"she gasped out. Her voice both hopefull and incridules.She steped toward him. Touching his shoulder gently as thought he would disspear the instent she did so.
"Your alive!"she squealed out as she latched onto him with a death hug.
Chesta blushed rosely,"Of course, I'm not a Dragon Slayer for nothing."He smiled cheekly at that," I am glad you made it out of the Fortrass alive, Aya, we where all worride that we'd lost you. Lord Dilandau was upsett as well."he added after an after thought.
"I bet he was."Aya stated bitterly. Suddenly Aya felt her vision begine to swoon.
"Aya are you alright?"Chesta's voice tremered with worry and fear for the girl-child next to him.
Aya shook her head trying to warn away the dizzyness,"I'm....fine.."she said wearly before pitching forward uncouses in Chesta's arms.
Chesta brougth up a hand to her forehead, gaspeing as he relized how warm she was. Lifting her up gently into his arms he turned and walked into the forest toward the camp.
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Dilandau Alberto, Commander of the Dragon Slayers stared silently down at the girl who layed uncouses next to him. His eyes absently traced over her pale porcilen skin and her bright golden brown hair that was held the inner golden glow of freash honey. Her lushly full pinkish red lips and her small perfect nose. He longed to reach out a hand and touch her face, if only for a momment; but he wouldn't do that.
No. That would be a sighn of affection for the girl. Affection that he wasn't ment to have. He didn't want it ither. He didn't know why it hurt so much to not be near her, or why it had been like a part of him itself had died when he'd thought he'd lost her to the firey games of death.
His breath caught as she stired slightly and moved sub-cousouly closer to him. Her hand feel limply down onto his own. His skin heated at the small seemingly innocent touch. His mind flew back to when they'd made love. Never before had be felt such passion and exhileration with any outher.
He'd made love many times, he wasn't a virgen obviously, but never had any of the womon dureing the carnal mateing stirred withen him the feelings this womon did. He narrowed his eyes at Aya. She seemed so small right now. So very vulnerble. Like a china doll that would shatter should he touch her even slightly.
But that one night he'd seen her come alive. Gone was the girl-child and the womon emerged from her. No longer was she a mere innocent child but a womon who strived to reach the peaks of ecasty with him. He rembered all too well the feeling he'd felt afterwards as he'd held her in his arms.
Blissful happyness. And frankly he was not comfertble with those feelings. He didn't want these new emotions. Becouse his thoughts had been half fixated on her and how she'd actually had the audacty to smack him he'd lost the battle agenst that little jerk of a king. After Dilandau's Gyemilth was out of comition Van had been about to go in for the kill when his Slayers had thrown themselves in the line of fire, succesfully drawing Van's attention long enough for Dilandua to escape. He'd hated running from him. He'd never run from a fight before, the feeling that he had made his insides twist.
He'd actually been touched by the gesture of his Slayers saveing him. He was their commander by all means they should rescue him, but still it had suprised him. He knew that he was a bit of a hardass on his Slayers but it was only so that they would reach there full potential. He'd known that his Slayers held respect for him and would die for him out of loyalty; but still.....wouldn't there lives have been easier had they allowed him to be killed?
Shakeing his head slightly he glanced over at the Slayers whom at the momments where talking in low tones, casteing glances over at him and Aya when they thought Dilandau wasn't watching. Dilandau rolled his eyes slightly. Though they'd won some respect from him, they still did things he deemed as rather dumb. Didn't they relize that he was a highly observent indivuidual and noticed all things that where happening around him.
Dilandau's eyes flickered over to Aya as she moaned almost inaudibly. Dilandau tryed to look casual as she opened her eyes, inwardly he braced himself for the outburst of anger that was sure to come from her.
"Whaa?"She glanced around her eyes finnly comeing in focose on Dilandau. She summoned all her strength to give him a glare, though it was a mere shadow of the one she'd given him not so long ago.
"You.....of all the people to wake up to I had to wake up stareing at YOU!"
Dilandau smirked,"Its not the first time, Aya, and i'm certine that it won't be the last."
Aya felt her strength return to her as her anger rose in a firey rage,"Your pure evil you know that! And what happen.....on...the Vione won't ever happen agine becouse you....you are a-a-a very cruel person and I wouldn't give myself to you in that way if you where the last man on the planet and it was in the name of procreation!"
Dilandau raised an eyebrow at that,"I don't know about that, Aya."
Aya sat up,"Well I do. I wouln't let you back in my bed if my life depened upon it."Aya's voice lowered to a soft, yet convicting tone," You changed on me Dilandau. I thought maybe for the first time in my life someone cared about me. I should have known that you where just like those outher people on the Mystic Moon! But in a way your worse then they ever where to me. At least I knew strait out that they didn't give a damn about me; you on the outher hand pretended to care about me when really you didn't give a damn about me ither. But you got what you wanted in the end didn't you? How does it feel takeing a girl's innocence Dilandua? Hmm?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it was you whom handed over your 'innocence' as you put it. I didn't rape you. You where compleatly willing."
Aya felt her anger rise to enpecible hights.,"Well, when one is sedused they are ussualy pretty willing. But of course you know that. You have experinces in these matters."
Dilandau chuckled slightly,"I didn't seduse you. I seem to recall you where the one who lept into my arms kissing me the momment of my return from one of Folken's missions."
Aya had no responce to that one."Get the hell away from me Dilandua, I've no wish to even look at you much less speak with you."she said quietly.
Dilandua's gaze hardened."I am being extermly pactiont with you Aya, but now my pacionce is at an end. You will speak to me with respect, or suffer the consquences."
Aya felt tears burn at her eyes. He was so deferent now. Where was the one she'd meet in the past? Where was the one that had made her feel loved for the first time in her life? Bravely she tried to keep the tears from falling,"Your so cruel."she rasped out as she sat up drawing her knees to her chest.
Dilandau tilted his head, absently he brushed a stray strand of silver hair from his garnite eyes,"Perhapes. Cruelty is merely how you see it. It comes in handy in the mists of battle."
Aya frowned,"Sometimes the one who can walk away from the fight is really the winner of the battle."
Dilandau chuckled,"The only way you win a battle is if you fight to the end."
"Belive what you will, Dilandau."
Suddenly Aya felt overwelming fatigue take over. Carefully she lowered herself back down on the cot, struggling to stay awake.
To her suprise she felt Dilandau lean over and whispear,"Sleep, Aya. We shall talk more later."
Aya at first concedered defying his suggestion but sleep over came her before she even could form her lips for the words. Dilandau stared at her face for a momment. His eyes memorizing her every feature. At last he stood, unhurridly he made his way over to the Slayers. It was time to breif his Slayers on the fact that they where all going to make one last attack, this one would be all or nothing.................
A.N.-Sadly the next chapter will be the last:*( I'm kinda depresed about it since i've really enjoyed writeing this fic...........So not to torment you all with waiting I'll try to get the next chapter out very soon^_^
Dedication-Wadnjs, Serenity, B Girl, TigerWolf, Liz a.k.a. The Devils Minion, Katana, Wild Majik, Dilandra, Koki-san. Thankyou all for your support and pationce(well some of you^_^) for this chapter^_^
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Aya's P.O.V.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dilandau and the Slayers never returned from there confrontation with Van. I wounder if their alright....The Slayers that is not Dilandau. If anything he needs a good defeat to deflate that enormase ego of his.
I could hear the sounds of my feet pounding agenst the slick floors of the Vione.
I couldn't help but wounder that if Dilandau where here at my side now, would the Floating Fortrass be going down in flams? Would Zeibock be being defeated by a single boy with a dragon Gyemilth?
Perhapes it would change nothing, but still there was that what if.....
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Normal P.O.V.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Aya ran blindly through the corridors of the sinking fortrass. Not for the first time Aya was woundering if she was going to survive this time. It was begining to seem that she had cheated death far too many times and now she was going to pay for it. And at the highest price. Her own life.
Dilandau. His name rang clearly through her mind. She still hadn't forgiven him. And yet she found herself wishing that he would come and save her. Like how a knight ussualy saves the damsel in destress. But even if he would come and save her, Aya wasn't sure if she would be able to forgive him. Irnoic, she wished for him to save her, but she couldn't bring herself to grant him her forgiveness. But then agine few would.
And even if she could bring herself to forgive him, she wasn't sure if she would ever really be able to trust him agine.
Aya was shocked from her reverie as she relized she made it to the hanger. She saw the ground below fastly comeing closer to the fortrass. Takeing a deep breath Aya glanced behind her. Her eyes traced over the now familer walls of the Vione.
It had sorta been like a secoud home for her, and now it was all in ruin. Her eyes returned to the greenery below. If she stayed on the Vione the chances of death where nearly a 100%, on the outher hand if she jumped down into the misty land below, perhapes she would have the chance of life. Even if her life was seeming more and more treacheres by every passing moment. But atleast with life there is hope, with death their is nothing. Nothing but cold hard darkness.
Makeing her decion in less then a blink of an eye Aya Miyako Black lept from the ledge. For a momment that burned in eterenty Aya felt the wind gently russle agenst her skin and hair. She felt as thogh time stoped and she flew easily in the air.
But the momment was over as quickly as it had begone; and the ground was raceing toward her. Her hands grabed wildly at the tree branchs as she fell downward. In a stroke of pure luck her hand closed in a death gripe around one of the branches. Sighing in relife Aya alowed herself just to hang there.
Unfortuantly, it was a momment too long. The branch snaped with a loudly and once more she fell down to the
cold earth with a loud thump. For a momment she just layed there in pain and misory. Slowly she tried to rise from the ground; only to fall back down as her vision swam forceing into uncousesness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Groggly Aya awoke feeling emensly cold and desolet. Groaning she sat up, only to hiss in pain as her movement re-opened the gash on her left leg. Winceing at the site of her wound she glanced around to make sure she was alone and limped behind a tree. Carefully, so not to aggrivate the wound further she removed her pants and tore off part of her shirt.
Wrapeing it around her thigh gently she tied it quickly. Satisfied she pulled back on her pants and inspected herself for any outher ingeres. Finding only scratchs and such and luckly no bones broken she glanced around the darkened forest.
Fear creeped withen her mind and body. Her trembled as she reached down to her boot and pulled out the small dagger that was there. Holding it tightly as thought should she drope it she would lose her life, she began to walk.
Her eyes darted around wildly. Horror stories she'd read in the past came rushing back to her by the dozen. Ghosts, goblines, witches, evil men whom roam dark forests just like the one she was in came to her. Cut throat killers that roam the night to steal what money you have or outher things from you.
Swallowing hard Aya countinued walking. She had to get to a town. Find someone, something to make her feel safe.
'Dilandau'.
The forbidden name that held hate for her rushed into her mind. In her minds eye she saw him as she saw him the night when she'd given herself to him. His bright ruby eyes that held so much warmth...even dare she say...love? His silver hair that fell carelessly about his face. His lips that wrought crimson love that one would think was brought by the dark arts. She'd never forget the way his lips had tasted. Like sweet drunken wine.
Closeing her eyes in a vain effert to forget she pressed onward. Tears threatened to flow down from the borders of her eyes. Shaking her head vigerousely she pressed her hand agenst the wound on her side. The shock of pain mommentarly diverted her thoughts from him. She shook her head as she began to relize how hot she felt and also sligthly light-headed.
Sighing she paused long enough to lean agenst a tree. She stood there for a momment. Trying despreatly to get her thoughts in order when she heard a tree branch snap. Her eyes snapped open, wide growing terror becomeing evident in there depths.
Braceing herself for the sparing that would soon begen she raised her dagger her body becomeing as tense as a panther before it strikes.
"Aya? Is that you?"
Aya stared hard into the darkness. She recounized the big mop of blound hair and bright baby blue eyes emidently."Chesta?"she gasped out. Her voice both hopefull and incridules.She steped toward him. Touching his shoulder gently as thought he would disspear the instent she did so.
"Your alive!"she squealed out as she latched onto him with a death hug.
Chesta blushed rosely,"Of course, I'm not a Dragon Slayer for nothing."He smiled cheekly at that," I am glad you made it out of the Fortrass alive, Aya, we where all worride that we'd lost you. Lord Dilandau was upsett as well."he added after an after thought.
"I bet he was."Aya stated bitterly. Suddenly Aya felt her vision begine to swoon.
"Aya are you alright?"Chesta's voice tremered with worry and fear for the girl-child next to him.
Aya shook her head trying to warn away the dizzyness,"I'm....fine.."she said wearly before pitching forward uncouses in Chesta's arms.
Chesta brougth up a hand to her forehead, gaspeing as he relized how warm she was. Lifting her up gently into his arms he turned and walked into the forest toward the camp.
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Dilandau Alberto, Commander of the Dragon Slayers stared silently down at the girl who layed uncouses next to him. His eyes absently traced over her pale porcilen skin and her bright golden brown hair that was held the inner golden glow of freash honey. Her lushly full pinkish red lips and her small perfect nose. He longed to reach out a hand and touch her face, if only for a momment; but he wouldn't do that.
No. That would be a sighn of affection for the girl. Affection that he wasn't ment to have. He didn't want it ither. He didn't know why it hurt so much to not be near her, or why it had been like a part of him itself had died when he'd thought he'd lost her to the firey games of death.
His breath caught as she stired slightly and moved sub-cousouly closer to him. Her hand feel limply down onto his own. His skin heated at the small seemingly innocent touch. His mind flew back to when they'd made love. Never before had be felt such passion and exhileration with any outher.
He'd made love many times, he wasn't a virgen obviously, but never had any of the womon dureing the carnal mateing stirred withen him the feelings this womon did. He narrowed his eyes at Aya. She seemed so small right now. So very vulnerble. Like a china doll that would shatter should he touch her even slightly.
But that one night he'd seen her come alive. Gone was the girl-child and the womon emerged from her. No longer was she a mere innocent child but a womon who strived to reach the peaks of ecasty with him. He rembered all too well the feeling he'd felt afterwards as he'd held her in his arms.
Blissful happyness. And frankly he was not comfertble with those feelings. He didn't want these new emotions. Becouse his thoughts had been half fixated on her and how she'd actually had the audacty to smack him he'd lost the battle agenst that little jerk of a king. After Dilandau's Gyemilth was out of comition Van had been about to go in for the kill when his Slayers had thrown themselves in the line of fire, succesfully drawing Van's attention long enough for Dilandua to escape. He'd hated running from him. He'd never run from a fight before, the feeling that he had made his insides twist.
He'd actually been touched by the gesture of his Slayers saveing him. He was their commander by all means they should rescue him, but still it had suprised him. He knew that he was a bit of a hardass on his Slayers but it was only so that they would reach there full potential. He'd known that his Slayers held respect for him and would die for him out of loyalty; but still.....wouldn't there lives have been easier had they allowed him to be killed?
Shakeing his head slightly he glanced over at the Slayers whom at the momments where talking in low tones, casteing glances over at him and Aya when they thought Dilandau wasn't watching. Dilandau rolled his eyes slightly. Though they'd won some respect from him, they still did things he deemed as rather dumb. Didn't they relize that he was a highly observent indivuidual and noticed all things that where happening around him.
Dilandau's eyes flickered over to Aya as she moaned almost inaudibly. Dilandau tryed to look casual as she opened her eyes, inwardly he braced himself for the outburst of anger that was sure to come from her.
"Whaa?"She glanced around her eyes finnly comeing in focose on Dilandau. She summoned all her strength to give him a glare, though it was a mere shadow of the one she'd given him not so long ago.
"You.....of all the people to wake up to I had to wake up stareing at YOU!"
Dilandau smirked,"Its not the first time, Aya, and i'm certine that it won't be the last."
Aya felt her strength return to her as her anger rose in a firey rage,"Your pure evil you know that! And what happen.....on...the Vione won't ever happen agine becouse you....you are a-a-a very cruel person and I wouldn't give myself to you in that way if you where the last man on the planet and it was in the name of procreation!"
Dilandau raised an eyebrow at that,"I don't know about that, Aya."
Aya sat up,"Well I do. I wouln't let you back in my bed if my life depened upon it."Aya's voice lowered to a soft, yet convicting tone," You changed on me Dilandau. I thought maybe for the first time in my life someone cared about me. I should have known that you where just like those outher people on the Mystic Moon! But in a way your worse then they ever where to me. At least I knew strait out that they didn't give a damn about me; you on the outher hand pretended to care about me when really you didn't give a damn about me ither. But you got what you wanted in the end didn't you? How does it feel takeing a girl's innocence Dilandua? Hmm?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it was you whom handed over your 'innocence' as you put it. I didn't rape you. You where compleatly willing."
Aya felt her anger rise to enpecible hights.,"Well, when one is sedused they are ussualy pretty willing. But of course you know that. You have experinces in these matters."
Dilandau chuckled slightly,"I didn't seduse you. I seem to recall you where the one who lept into my arms kissing me the momment of my return from one of Folken's missions."
Aya had no responce to that one."Get the hell away from me Dilandua, I've no wish to even look at you much less speak with you."she said quietly.
Dilandua's gaze hardened."I am being extermly pactiont with you Aya, but now my pacionce is at an end. You will speak to me with respect, or suffer the consquences."
Aya felt tears burn at her eyes. He was so deferent now. Where was the one she'd meet in the past? Where was the one that had made her feel loved for the first time in her life? Bravely she tried to keep the tears from falling,"Your so cruel."she rasped out as she sat up drawing her knees to her chest.
Dilandau tilted his head, absently he brushed a stray strand of silver hair from his garnite eyes,"Perhapes. Cruelty is merely how you see it. It comes in handy in the mists of battle."
Aya frowned,"Sometimes the one who can walk away from the fight is really the winner of the battle."
Dilandau chuckled,"The only way you win a battle is if you fight to the end."
"Belive what you will, Dilandau."
Suddenly Aya felt overwelming fatigue take over. Carefully she lowered herself back down on the cot, struggling to stay awake.
To her suprise she felt Dilandau lean over and whispear,"Sleep, Aya. We shall talk more later."
Aya at first concedered defying his suggestion but sleep over came her before she even could form her lips for the words. Dilandau stared at her face for a momment. His eyes memorizing her every feature. At last he stood, unhurridly he made his way over to the Slayers. It was time to breif his Slayers on the fact that they where all going to make one last attack, this one would be all or nothing.................
A.N.-Sadly the next chapter will be the last:*( I'm kinda depresed about it since i've really enjoyed writeing this fic...........So not to torment you all with waiting I'll try to get the next chapter out very soon^_^