And I thought I wasn't gonna get this out till the weekend, but Yay here it is! I think things happen a little fast in this chapter, but hopefully everything is understandable. Fighting yipee, everybody was kung-fu fighting....Man I seriously need sleep, but I stayed up just for YOU guys to finished this chapter, aren't I great?? I think I'll go write another one now! I can do it...I can...Heh heh....ZzzZZzzZZzzzZzzz.........
~Sarah~


"Well, I can't ever really believe
No one was sent to get me
And I feel like I'm being
Erased and no one got left here
I'm all alone no one was sent to get me
I'm all alone no one got left here"~ Cold


Chapter 15- No One



The green eyed princess groaned, tightening her grip on the tree branch she perched on. The ride down to the ground had not been a pleasant one. Celena hadn't been kidding when she said the guymelef was old. The thing felt like it was fighting to keep together. Serryn was still sore from the landing.

"What are we supposed to be looking out for anyway?" she asked Celena, trying to position herself to where the trunk of the tree was not prodding her back.

"Shhh!" Celena hissed, "We're supposed to be looking out for the troop of guards that patrols this area. General Adelfous's spies confirmed that there would be two or three groups of them surrounding the city."

"Well, then why do we have to spy too? Couldn't they have just stayed here?" Serryn scowled.

Celena didn't reply, instead waving her hand for the other girl to be silent. Serryn peered through the tree branched. She was aware now of the sound of a very large moving object. The Therran Guymelef wasn't hard to spot now, as it thundered into the clearing. One Guymelef, also followed by three men on horses, and about five more on foot.

"You see?" Celena whispered smiling, "right on schedule."

"Your not going to try and fight them are you?" Serryn asked, her eyes fixed nervously on the small band of soldiers.

"Of course not, I'm going to signal to Dilandau. He and the slayers shouldn't have any problem with these guys."

Serryn sat back sighing as Celena groped through her utility belt for the flare she was supposed to set off. 'How can I let them do this?' her mind exclaimed, finally catching up to what was about to happen. Zaibach was going to burn yet another city to the ground. Only this time she was helping them.

'No...no, I'm not going to help them, I going to sit here and I'm not going to move,' she thought stubbornly, 'you can't MAKE me fight you bastard, you can't make me DO anything...'

She blinked suddenly, her thoughts ceasing as she caught a glimpse of movement in the dark forest. "What the hell..." she muttered, "Celena! Look over there!"

Celena's eyes followed Serryn's finger and the blue eyed girl gasped. "What is he doing?" she exclaimed in a hushed voice. Both girls watched as Dilandau trudged out of the woods into plain sight of the Therran soldiers. His presence was immediately noticed, and the group of warriors quickly surrounded the young Zaibach General.

Dilandau's face was amused despite the fact that he was obviously outnumbered. "Well, what do we have here men?" Serryn heard what had to be the leader of the troop inquire.

"It's a Zaibach soldier, Sir!" replied one of them men.

"A lone wolf ey?" the leader grinned, "Don't you think you're a little outnumbered here boy?" he addressed the red eyed general.

Dilandau grinned, "How very unfortunate for you, a lone wolf am I? I'd have thought that anyone knew wolves hunt in packs..." He'd bearly finished his sentence when the Therran Guymelef exploded without warning.

Serryn shrieked, the force of the explosion causing her to lose her grip on the tree branch. It wasn't a long drop, but it still hurt. Even more when Celena landed on top of her. And the mud didn't help. It had only stopped rain recently. It always seemed to rain in Therra. By the time both girls pulled themselves to their feet all hell had broken loose.

Dragonslayers were everywhere in deep combat with the now incredibly small group of Therran Soldiers. "Why aren't they in their guymelefs??" Serryn exclaimed, "Why are they even attacking??" Celena shook her head shrugging.

"Because I was getting bored," came the reply from behind them. Dilandau strode up, wiping blood from his sword, "What a sorry excuse for group of soldiers, they didn't even sense my slayers sneaking up on them, pathetic."

"Dilandau! This is mindless slaughter, those men didn't even stand a chance!" Serryn cried in anger, "This isn't what Lord Folken's orders were!"

Dilandau shrugged, and was about to reply, but was cut short a by a shout. "Lord Dilandau!" Gatti yelled, rushing up to the silver haired boy, "There's an entire army approaching from the city's gates! They'll be here any minute!"

"What??" Dilandau exclaimed, "They can't have an army assembled yet! They aren't even supposed to know we're here yet!!"

But the beige haired Dragonslayer was right because at that moment Therran soldiers began pouring out of the forest. "Shit!" Dilandau exclaimed, "Everyone back to the melefs!" He growled, rushing to meet the sword of a soldier heading straight for him.

Serryn gasped. Before she knew it she and Celena were surrounded by more soldiers. 'Don't hold back," Celena whispered, locking eyes with the princess. Serryn gulped and nodded. The soldiers were on them then.

It was easier, Serryn realized, to fight when she didn't look directly into there eyes. Then she could fit a face with a sword and it was just like attacking one of the training targets. She'd knocked about three soldiers unconscious now, and was about to deliver the final blow to her current opponent when another explosion caused an unnatural thunder to shake the earth.

But she wasn't prepare fro the wave of heat that blasted over her. Serryn cried out as she was knocked to the ground. Her eyes sealed shut, and she cringed at the burning air surrounding. 'I can't breath!' she realized, choking. The air itself was burning. She was aware then of someone dragging her to her feet.

"Get the fuck out of here Serryn!" Dilandau shouted to her over the roar of the battle. He moved to shove her towards the forest when suddenly two soldiers were on him. He released his grip on Serryn bring his sword up in defense as one dove at him. But the other went right for her.

Serryn dodged his first attack, swinging at the man blindly. She missed, and suddenly her eyes widened. A searing pain was burning at the side of her waist. She doubled over, clutching the deep gash in her side. 'Gods it hurts...' was all Serryn's mind could think. She knew the soldier was raising his sword now, Soon it wouldn't hurt anymore.

There was the ringing sound of a sword being swung, and Serryn felt bile rise in her stomach as the mans head suddenly thudded to the ground. But before she had time to react. Hands were pushing her into the trees.

The pain was causing her mind to cloud. And she heard one of Dilandau's words. 'Run.' She ran. She didn't know if she was being followed. All she could thing was how much it hurt to breath, but she kept running.

Blood was soaking the fabric of her uniform, now bleeding through onto her hands. And it wasn't stopping. The princess wasn't conscious when her body fell to the forest floor.

****

Dilandau turned his gazing from the fading form of the princess. He didn't know which direction she was running, but he would worry about finding her later. He was glaring at the blue Alseides units that had almost cremated the princess alive a moment ago.

It was Guimel's, he recognized. That boy was going to learn how to control his flame-thrower before the night was over. His face was also going to be very bruised. But Dilandau wasn't going to dwell on the fact for the moment. Instead he focused back on the battle, happy to see the vast numbers of the Therran army were dwindling rapidly now, due to the arrival of thirty or more Zaibach guymelefs.

He grinned. Therra may have taken him by surprise with the foot soldiers. But it was a well known fact that engergist were rare in this country and with their lack of Guymelefs the victors would most certainly Zaibach.

Dilandau swung out his sword suddenly, decapitating the man who was sneaking up behind him. 'They were fools,' he smirked walking back to his red Alseides unit. He climbed into it, settling into the seat. The metallic liquid rushed around him, and raising the left arm of the melef, he grinned.

"Burn..."

A barrage of flames exploded out of the arm, incinerating the group of soldiers that had followed him back to the guymelef. The red Alseides switched to flight mode then and shot off over the trees to hover above the dark city below. Maniacal laughter echoed over the silent houses and buildings.

****

Knocking woke the princess from her sleep. Groggily she sat up, pushing the satin sheets away from her body. The sun had set, it was very dark now. She absently wondered why she'd fallen asleep in the first place. She climbed over the side of the bed to stand on the floor, ignoring the knocking. Instead she headed for the open window in the large room.

The moons shone bright and beautiful above her in the sky, there light was so bright it was hard to see stars in that part of the sky. She liked this place better then the other one. She didn't like the rain and the cold. It was warm here.

The door to her bedroom opened and a maid walked in carrying a bundle of clothing in her arms and a worried expression on her face, "Princess? Are you all right?"

She didn't turn from the window to acknowledge the woman's presence, continuing to stare out into the night sky.

"Don't be alarmed," an older woman now joined the other speaking in a hushed voice, "she hasn't spoken since she got here. Poor thing, losing her family and all." She shook her head, placing the clean clothing on the bed, "It's best to just let her be for now."

The younger woman nodded and the two quietly exited the room. The princess rested her arms on the window ledge, cradling her head in her arms. "Your not lost," she whispered, tears spilling from her large blue eyes, "But why won't you come and get me?" she asked. She didn't understand why she was alone. She'd never been alone before. And she was frightened. "I'll find you Serryn, I'm a big girl now. It won't be hard...I'll find you..."

The girl walked back to her bed and laid down. "I want mother," she cried softly, clutching a pillow that was larger then she was to her small body. The sobs were muffled by the fabric as it grew wet with Aria Conil's tears.