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 by.
Sorry Folken fans! I love Folken I really I do it's just that the mean son of a bitch in the movie fits this story so much better!
All original Escaflowne characters, ideas, and settings belong to who they belong to *not me.... wails* Hunter, Blade, and Silver are mine! As well as any other characters who aren't of Esca origin.
This chapter is dedicated to Lavender, the first reviewer of this story. Thank you! to my other reviewers, who are very important to me, (I'd give you all a hug, but that's kind of hard to do through computers;) And also to that wonderful beverage called Mountain Dew that kept me awake so I could finish this chapter.
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Part Two: Rude Awakenings
You've met it…No…yes you have…no I haven't…careful, defeat is very bitter…Shut up! I'm the best---the best of the best...until now…NO! I can't---I, I won't let that happen!…you can't deny it…Yes I can, because it isn't true…yes it is.. You will meet your match dearest Hunter. You will taste the bitterness of defeat.
Hunter woke with a terrible headache. Her body felt like it had been slammed against concrete floors one to many times. And that dream…what did it mean? Defeat? My match? Bitterness? What the hell is going on? Silver? Blade? Where are you? Hunter took in her surroundings and the first thing she noticed, where trees. How the hell did I get from downtown L.A. to the stix? Where did these trees come from? She also noticed that her sisters were no where in sight.
"Blade? Sliver?" She called into the rapidly falling dusk. Damn. It's getting dark, and I don't know where I am. Hunter stood up to her full height. She wasn't short, but she wasn't tall either. Where am I? Where are they? Better safe then sorry, Hunter drew her dagger. It was more of a short sword, but was classified as a dagger. This is my element. I am the hunter. A small smile flickered over her tan face.
Let's go for a ride, General. I need to talk to you. Dilandau's lip curled at the memory of Folken saying that. One of these days he was going to lose the little patience he had, and slaughter Strategoes. Like a cow. Cut him up and feed him to the dogs. Dilandau smirked even more. What fun…
"This should be a good spot, General," Folken nearly spat Dilandau's rank out as he dismounted. A small clearing surround by trees was a good spot to Folken. In Dilandau's mind it was the perfect place to get ambushed. And he's our Strategoes? How did he get up there?
"Dilandau. You are not to threaten that old man's life again. He is to remain alive and in the best condition possible," Folken said softly.
"Why? What's he good for? How does he fit into this perfect plan of yours?" Dilandau replied with malice dripping from every word. Folken's eyes narrowed. How I hate this man…
"That is not for you to know yet, you half-bred, worthless General," Folken answered softly. Dilandau's eyes flashed and his own eyes narrowed. A thin sneer found it's way to Dilandau's face. Worthless? Do you realize Strategoes that I could kill you right now? I'd even get away with it too. Folken seemed to see the threat hanging in the air for he took a step back.
"Worthless? Am I worthless Strategoes? If so why don't I take my slayers and leave? I'm sure it won't hinder you and your plan," Dilandau commented calmly.
"You will do no such thing,……." Folken stopped. A girl, maybe fourteen or fifteen, had just entered the clearing. She had hand on her head and her silky reddish-brown hair was falling over it. It looked like she was in some sort of pain. Dilandau's eyes flickered over her and stopped at her clothes. Why is she wearing men's clothes? The girl had on some black trousers, with a dark blue undershirt with lighter blue swirls of color dancing over it. Her head snapped up and her eyes widened at the two men in the clearing. Especially at Dilandau's armor and sword. Then she spoke,
"Excuse me…sirs, I am lost, and I wonder if you could show me the way to the nearest town?"
"Dilandau. Prove yourself a General and kill her. She can not tell anyone about our prisoner. I'm going back to the castle," Folken ordered as he turned and mounted his horse. He left Dilandau staring at the intruder. Her eyes widened even more. A small smile flickered over his face. She's an innocent. A damn innocent. How fun…
"I…I wouldn't obey him if I was you…" she said softly. Dilandau's fire-red eyes widened. Was that a threat?
"Are you threatening me? Do you have any idea who you are speaking to?"
"No I am not threatening you. I was merely stating a fact. And no, I have no damn idea who you are, just as you have no idea whom your messing with. If you hurt…no, if you so much as look at me wrong, your gonna get screwed," she replied tossing her head to get her hair out of her eyes.
"My, aren't you the cocky one. Who could possible protect you from me?" Dilandau sneered. How…amusing. Odd though, this is the second time someone's told me if I kill them I'm going to get screwed over.
"Me."
Hunter had decided to camp out for the night, but she didn't feel safe on the ground. She had climbed a nice sturdy tree. However, unless one is used to that sort of thing, it is hard to fall asleep in a tree. Not very safe either. Hunter did not sleep in trees. She wasn't the sort to go out and enjoy nature. So instead, she settled on watching a very boring scene of trees moving back in forth across a meadow. Why am I doing this again?
She almost nodded off, when two men came in on horseback. Horses? What the hell? The taller one started to threaten the one with silver hair. Something about not killing a prisoner. What's the fun in that? Since this wasn't really her business, she tuned them out for a while. At least until the pair was interrupted by a girl who had just entered the clearing. Silver! Ha! I found you!
"Excuse me…sirs, I am lost, and I wonder if you could show me the way to the nearest town?" Silver asked tentatively. Hunter smiled. Still the same Silver. Fast with words, faster with thinking. However, when the taller of the two ordered the other one to kill Hunter's youngest sister she got angry. That bastard! I'll kill him! Cut him into millions of little tiny squares. Give his cubed flesh to the birds, and his bones to the dogs I'll------. Because of her anger, Hunter missed most of the conversation between her sister and the silver hair male, but when he asked Silver who would protect her from him; Hunter was the logical choice. She swung herself down from a branch and landed without making a sound. Entering the clearing, she redrew her "dagger."
"Me," Hunter said answering his question. He turned and looked surprised and then amused.
"You? How could you do anything to protect her?" He asked. Very, very easily. Hunter grinned wickedly.
"I can do more than you think," she replied. Her eyes flickered over to her sister. You okay? They asked. Silver nodded and gave a small smile.
"Really, for some reason I don't believe you," He commented calmly. Why is he so calm?
"Bring it, Mr. I am an idiotic jackass who thinks he's so good," Hunter said spitefully. She watched as his mouth broke into a nasty smile. He drew his own weapon and sized her up. Shit! That blade's gonna give him an advantage! Then, he attacked with a simple thrust that Hunter easily pared. Okay, okay, block, attack, block, and slash… Hunter repeated his moves play by play in her head. He had advantages, too many to possibly defeat him. Hunter realized this quickly. He had a longer weapon, and he had armor. I won't be able to…
"Silver! Go! NOW!" She yelled sharply. She caught his triumphant grin. You think you can just defeat me?
"But…" Silver protested, and Hunter understood. She didn't want to leave; Silver wanted to stay, to help. She too had realized his edge. No, no you have to go! You'll get hurt…I…I can't let that happen! Hunter knocked her opponent's sword out of the way, giving her room to turn to her sister.
"Silver! Do NOT question me! GO!" She screamed. Silver turned and ran without looking back. Hunter turned and raised her blade just in time to catch his sword edge. She hit it away from her.
"You're pretty good…but not good enough," He said as he smirked as he once again tried to behead her.
"I'm better than you think…I'm just getting warmed up," Hunter shot back as she blocked his swing.
"Really? Then why did you send her away?" he asked as she in turn tried to impale him, when she didn't answer, he smirked once more. No…he's just trying to confuse me…But why did I?…
"She should never see the things I have to do to protect her," Hunter responded quietly. Almost to quietly to be heard, but she knew he had heard. From the slightly shocked, partially questioning look on his face, Hunter realized that it was a mistake, all to quickly. She had let down her guard at his expression, and he returned by knocking her weapon out of her hand. It flew about fifteen to twenty feet away. Shit…This is not good…
Hunter's head had followed the direction her dagger had gone, but turned back when she felt the cold metal next to her skin. Thereupon the realization of what just happened hit her like a bucket of ice water.
"I…I lost…"
Oooooooooooooooh……….What's gonna happen to Hunter? (Like I'd tell you…)
Thanx for reading please review.
Ok, the question…is it just me or in my fics the characters a bunch of potty-mouths?
Argggggg! Sun-burn is not fun!!!