1 "Asenia's Flight"



A/N: Hey guys!!!! Sorry it took me so long to post a new chap. I had chaps 6 & 7 typed

up last night, & then my cats ran across the keyboard & pressed some buttons. It changed font, size, format, everything!!!! I was so mad!!!!! But… N E Wayz… As always, I dedicate this story 2 Crimson Fire & Daron (not that his lazy @$$ cares enough 2 actually read my story!!) Oh yeah…^_^;;;;; … as brought to my attention that, the way I had it written, Kiran & Folken are in love, but are cousins at the same time. Now, I promise I did not mean 4 that 2 happen. I apologize. I went back 7 made the changes, & now they're not cousins!!! OK. Now… R&R y'all!!!!

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don't own Escaflowne. * sniff * I only own Asenia, Kiran, & Mekia.



1.1 Chapter 6 : In the Vione At Last

Van, Allen, & Mekia were all following Kiran. Each lost in his own thought. Van, troubled about his mother & Asenia. Allen, being a pervert. * as always * & Mekia thinking about where they were going, what would happen when they got there, & how they would get out with Asenia & Kiran once all of this was done with.

Van was so distressed he even tried to contact his mother. He needed her to help him find Asenia's essence. From there, he could find her. In a place this big, Hitomi's dowsing wouldn't work. But every time he tried to see his mother, he got a strange vision of her. He was flying in Escaflowne. He was suspended in mid-air. Varie was hovering directly in front of the melef. She looked directly into his eyes. She never moved her lips, but he could hear her voice whispering, "No!!!! You must not stop her!!!"

Allen, on the other hand, was being his normal playboy self. He'd always been interested in Kiran. Ever since Hitomi had left, Mekia had told him that he thought Van needed someone other than himself to talk to, so he'd been hanging around Fanalia. Besides being able to hang out with Van & Mekia, he'd gotten to know Kiran (some). True… she had kinda blown him off, but he might be able to change that. She was absolutely gorgeous. Strong willed, slim, and she had these enticing eyes. Every time he looked into them, he began to want her even more. He'd been watching her ever since they'd left they melef hanger. Now, more than ever, he wanted her. No one, especially a 16-year-old girl, had stood up to him like that. He could have cut her into a million pieces, & she didn't even blink. She really had some nerve. & he kept thinking, "I wonder how she'd be… NO!!! Stop that!! She's Mekia's sister!!!"

Mekia, unlike both of them, was tracking their path. To the bafflement of Van & Allen, he had asked them to circle the Vione a few times before they landed. If his calculations were correct, * which they usually were (he's the brains) * then Kiran was leading them in circles. She was taking them on side cuts, short cuts, long cuts, useless turns, upstairs, downstairs, & through passageways needlessly. Thankfully, Mekia had brought a small carving knife with him. & a small piece of paper & a pen. Kiran was so lost in her own thoughts; she didn't noticing when he let them get a little bit ahead of him so that he could make small niches in the wall. Nor did she notice his pen scratching across the paper, making a back-up mini-map. (Just in case.) He knew that he would need them later.

Kiran was not stupid. She knew exactly what Mekia was doing. She knew he carried that knife everywhere with him. She knew he would listen to her. & that he would either, not choose sides, or that he would go back to Fanalia with a plan to help Zaibach. It was important that he know how to make it back to the melef hanger. She needed to talk to him. After she was done leading them in some more circles, (She would have fun watching him fall all night trying to get back to the melef hanger!!!!) * LOL!! * she finally led them down a long hallway, to their rooms.

Before they could look up, she had punched in the code & the door slid open silently. "Gentlemen," she said in mock reverence, "you will be staying here tonight. I am sending a servant in to tell you where the bathroom is, etc. I am having dinner sent up. In the morning, you will dine with Folken, Dilandau, and myself. I'll be coming for you at about 9:30."

Van stuttered, "F-Folken?"

"Yes." Kiran answered.

"DILANDUA!!!!" Allen seethed through clenched teeth.

"Yes," Kiran said as she began to walk out of the room. When she passed Mekia, she slipped a note into his pocket. As son as Van & Allen were looking another way, Mekia read it:

'793 – Here's the code to your rooms. Find your way back to the melef

hanger. Leave around 2:00 am. I'll meet you there with Folken.'

"This had better be good sister!!" Mekia muttered under his breath.



~* Later that night in the melef hanger… *~

Mekia stumbled around in the darkness. He'd already fallen on his @$$ a million times. Even with a small lamp it had taken him forever to find the small map he had made. &, since he couldn't take a lamp out into the hall (it might wake somebody up), it had taken him almost ½ an hour to find the first arrow he had made in the wall.

Now, around 3:45 by his calculations, he had finally made it to the melef hanger. Once in, he promptly smashed into an alcedes unit. Then, he heard the all-too-familiar laugh of Kiran. When he got up, he saw Folken, one arm around wrapped around Kiran, one holding a lamp high.

Mekia rushed over to his sister, hugging her tightly. "Kiran, we need to talk!!!"

"That's why I brought you here."

"Alone!!!" Mekia barked.

"Excuse me…" Folken said politely.

"Alright. You're excused." Mekia snubbed. "I need to talk to Kiran anyway. Privately."

"No. I am the strategose. I know many things Van doesn't. Or Dilandau. Whether you like me or not, it is in the best interests of you, Kiran, Asenia, Van, & Allen to listen to me."

"Fine." Mekia said with clenched teeth. "Talk. I'm listening."

"Come with me." Folken walked a little ways, turned a dial on the wall, (which they hadn't seen before) & a door opened. Folken beckoned them to follow him.



2nd A/N: CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!! YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love writing cliffhangers. Mind U, no~1 else is allowed 2, but I am!!!! LOL 0o0;;;;;;; I'm on a sugar high!!! So is Crimson Fire. HINT: She's over here. And we are both banging our boyfriends like Salvation Army drums … !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! N E Wayz… R&R!!! Ja'Ne!!!!!!!!!!!!

Follow Up:

Drum 1: Yeouch!!!!!!

Drum 2: This is cruel & unusual * um * (explicative deleted)

Drum 1: What did we do???? We Rn't that bad at (explicative deleted)

ElvenChild: Exactly!!!!!!!!!! * does ungodly things involving ~*C_hO_c_Ol_a_Te*~ *

(YYYUUUUMMMMM!!!!)

Drum 2: I thought Crimson~baby liked it!!!

Crimson Fire: (gives sultry look) * in Austin Powers accent * yeuh!!!!

Baaaaaabbbbbbyyyyyy!!!!!!!

ElvenChild: Bad Bad Boy!! * whip crack *



OK… U do not want 2 know the rest!!!!!!