Ariana shut her eyes as hard as she could, making her face wrinkled. She hadn't even noticed the flames had ceased firing.
'The girl's falling, I knew she wasn't capable of competently piloting a guymelef, she's from the Mystic Moon!' Dilandau was inside his guymelef, and was rushing down towards Ariana's. He had a habit of talking to his guymelef. The air resistance held him back from picking up speed. 'Well I'll just have to freefall then, won't I?' Ariana was spiralling out of control, 'I'm so doomed Arghh!' Ariana's jaw jittered as the guymelef came to a sudden halt (Think of those theme park rides). 'What's going on??' Her heart was pounding in fear that she might start falling again. She heard a familiar voice through an intercom in the guymelef. 'Ariana, I have a hold of your guymelef! Don't touch anything' It was Dilandau, remembering to her earlier incident, she replied 'Lord Dilandau, the guymelef lost control, it was mad!' she drew deep breaths and filled her lung with as much oxygen as possible. 'Shut up you troublemaker!' Ariana, despite her situation retorted 'you should be grateful! I came to Zaibach to fight with YOUR soldiers and this is the thanks I get!!!' She groaned when he didn't answer. She strained her neck to peer out of the headpiece at the ground, they weren't that far up now and Dilandau was lowering her. 'I guess his guymelef doesn't have the power to bring me up to the Vione.' Both machines were struggling under their immense weight.
The eventually landed in a field, dotted with weeds and suchlike. 'But what am I going to do with the guymelef? It's broken.' 'You idiot! Do you realise you could have had us both killed! Just what do you think you were doing taking it outside of the Vione? Freid may of seen us!' He yelled, pacing around. 'What is Fried?' she questioned, taking a seat on the ground. 'Just what the hell were the Dragonslayers talking about at dinner!!!?' Ariana reddened with a painful anger. 'VIOLE'S FAMILY!!!!' He lifted his head up in shock, 'V-v-v-iole's family-y?' 'Yes, that is what they were talking about.' Dilandau reedemed himself, 'Yes well, they were supposed to have briefed you about the conquest of Freid, Viole's nothing but trouble.' Ariana sighed silently, 'Why do you bully her so much? Can't you not just give her a break?' 'SO YOU'RE TELLING ME HOW TO DO MY JOB, ARE YOU NOW?' Ariana wasn't going to back down at him! Then she thought, how were they going to get back up there? 'Dilandau, how are we-oh.' She saw him climb into his guymelef, he better not be leaving me here! Her own Alseides was slumped clumsily on the ground, with huge scratched and dents in its 'shoulders'.
'I'll tell Strategos to send backup' he growled. He casually sat down on the red guymelefs' left arm, which was also collapsed to the ground. 'We have to launch an attack on the country of Freid, on it's capital Goudashim.' Ariana stared at him blandly, he didn't look too pleased. The plaster was gone from his face and was replaced by a huge, red, glowing slit; he kept touching it as he briefed her on the mission. 'But why? What good is attacking a country going to do?'
'Hehehe, Van is on his way to Freid at this very moment and we are only about ten miles from the outskirts of the country!' His face lit up at the sound of Van's name, only then she had noticed how incredibly handsome he was. I better keep that to myself, she thought. 'What do you have against Van?' she didn't quite fancy a rencouter with those people again! 'And just what does it have to do with you? I saw you with Van the first day Zaibach ordered me to take you.' Zaibach ordered him to take her. Why? 'I met them when I first came to Gaea, they weren't very nice to me' her voice sounded as if she was complaining about it. 'Oh dear, what a pity' he replied, sarcastically. 'IS EVERYONE AROUND HERE SO FREAKIN' UPTIGHT???' she yelled, jumping to her feet, 'Anyway Dilandau, why don't we just wait for Van to come?' she used the same taunting tone of voice he used. 'Wait for our prey? What if some of the pathetic slum people see our guymelefs? I don't think the stealth cloak works on mine.' They conversed for a while and he kept contradicting everything she suggested. He told her that the reason her guymelef malfunctioned was because it wasn't ready and it was new. Ariana began to like him better as he loosened up more.
'What happened to your face?' He squinted in anger 'WHATTT? How dare you question me about it!!!' Whoops I've hit a sensitive spot she thought. 'Vannnn' He rubbed his cheek.
There was some noises coming from within his fallen guymelef. They both cocked their heads. Dilandau stood up and stuck his head in it. There was a lot of static but it was the intercom. 'Dilandau, we are sending people down to pickup the malfunctioned guymelef. In the meantime Emporer Dornkirk knows where The Dragon is, and we could pre-empt it.' That deep voice. Ariana had heard it before somewhere before. 'Very well, Strategos. I think my guymelef is working well in order.' Dilandau reported. He was waiting for me? 'Dilandau, who was that you were speaking to?' he glanced at her as if to say 'you're the one holding me back'. He grunted, 'Folken Strategos'
'Who is Folken Strategos?'
'He is Van's older brother and Dornkirk's second in command. We have orders to go after Van, you might have to stay behind in the Vione because of your ignorance.'
'What'd'ya mean MY IGNORANCE!?' Ariana knew thee was no point in arguing with him. Unless she had another guymelef, she wouldn't be going anywhere.
'Okay...ready hoist her up!' A mechanic had Ariana's guymelef number 20 suspended in mid air by a set of incredibly strong steel ropes. Dilandau was standing with his arms crossed, impatiently directing the mechanic. At last the guymelef was in the Vione, Dilandau stared up at it then got inside of his own.
'He didn't even yell at you much! That's really unfair! I get yelled at all of the time.' Viole and Ariana were in the hangar again, waiting for an accident report on her guymelef. 'Yeah, it's called favouritism!' Ariana glared at Chesta, 'Yeah but he doesn't have any paticular reason to keep blaming me for everything.' Viole slumped down over the balcony bars. 'Why didn't you tell me we had to attack Freid?' 'Hmm?' she looked up. 'What are you talking about? We weren't told to attack Freid.'
'Dilandau said he told The Dragonslayers that we were heading to Freid because 'The Dragon' is there. 'He must be referring to Van Fanel and his Ispano guymelef, which transforms into a dragon.' butted in Chesta. 'Hey I've seen that when I was in Asturia.' 'Go and tell the master that the guymelef is ready, there was a problem with the controls, which were stiff with being so new. It needs a good paint job though' Ariana didn't care about any paint job, she just wanted to fight alongside The Dragonslayer army. 'I see he has done a good job on it, I must pay him extra.' Dilandau examined the giant. 'Lord Dilandau, why didn't you tell us we were going to Freid?' Viole knelt down before him. 'Arrrgg, HOW DARE YOU!' He grabbed her by the scuff of her collar and held her up. 'I'm sorry Lord Dilandau-' Viole made a soft thud as he threw her to the ground. 'I must have forgotten' Ariana was shocked how violent this guy was. 'Well Emporer Dornkirk knows where Van is, he is located in forest and is heading to Freid, we have to go there and capture him.' 'Yes Lord Dilandau' Chesta humbly bowed down, Viole lifted herself up and did so too. Ariana wasn't going to. 'We will be leaving in half an hour' He slowly made his path towards the exit, some of his subordinates following and she was pretty sure he gave Viole a dirty look. Or maybe she was imagining it.
Thirty minutes later, the hangar was teeming with soldiers. Ariana was issued her own sword, which she sheathed and attached it to her uniform; this was going to be soooo exciting. She eyed up the blue monster and climbed up a set of steps that she had never noticed before. Her heart was beating ninety miles an hour as she placed the energist in the glowing hole.
Inside Ariana slung her long hair behind her shoulders. Maybe I should get it cut short, everyone else does around here, and she aimlessly imagined her self with very short hair. The guymelef filled up and it was extremely cold inside, the draft made the hair on the back of Ariana's neck stand on end. Dilandau was also preparing his guymelef for battle, he made sure everything and everyone was in place. He too got inside. 'Move out!' his voice echoed through nineteen intercoms. Ariana was ready, she could feel her pulse throbbing and most of all, she was going to meet Van again.
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