Author's note: Thanks for reading Please review. Anyway I kind of crossed-over the movie with the TV series and added a lot of my own. *grins* more importantly, people who are dead aren't and events that are supposed to happen (according to movie and series) ain't gonna. Also, Esca time is where it should be, but time on Earth is farther ahead....oh yeah Hitomi is on Gaea and she doesn't realize how the fast the Mystic Moon's time has gone.
All original Escaflowne characters, ideas, and settings belong to who they belong to *not me.... wails* Hunter, Blade, and Silver are mine!
And now....
On with the show!
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Prologue: From the Diary of Michelle Komslavin 2021
This never would have happened if it hadn't been for my stubbornness. If I had listened...they, my comrades, my friends, my Amigos, no.... my sisters, they would still be alive. As I stand here before their graves with the guilt of their death, of my pride, of my unknown betrayal, even to me it was unknown, lies heavily on my shoulders. So many things I shouldn't have done, so many I should have. So many times I sit here and wonder if only I had said something different; done something different they might still be alive. We should have left. We should never have stayed in the God forsaken place. But...we did, and..... they died. Beautiful Cynthia and her quiet ways, Molly with her charms and outrageousness, and me...me with my strength of mind. We had been a team, the unbeatable ones. But then.... the feds came after us.
Every once in a while that happens, they get a lead, a true lead, to someone big and bad. It had been us.... and I had given the lead. It had been a guy, it usually is, however this one was an undercover cop. He had charmed me, made me believe that he was one of us. But that wasn't true. No one was one of us. I betrayed my sisters, my kind for a man. How could I? They tried to make me see that he was only going to hurt me, but...I knew of better times, being the oldest, I knew of times where there was such a thing as love. He did hurt me...they were right, but there was no way to apologize, not any more.
I had wanted to die. Yes, I had even come close to suicide. Scary isn't it? The only thing that's keeping me ticking is the girls. Each of us, Molly, Cynthia, and I, had a child. Oddly enough, they were all girls. Even more strangely their father was the same. He had come to us…told us who he was…and told us that peace wasn't to come. We never did learn his name, he came fathered our girls and…disappeared.
I had to protect them, teach them how to survive in this world of ours. This cruel cold world that had once been a happy place. A happy place, before the explosion. Nearly all the technology is gone. We still have guns and other weapons of warfare, but no more peace. That's why I have to live. That's why I have to teach the girls to survive. To correct the mistakes I have made. To keep them from making those same mistakes. So they have a chance at life the way we did.
Michelle Komslavin
March 14 2021