Chapter 7: The Battles Begin
The following day Dilandau paced back and forth in the training room waiting for her. What the fuck is taking her so long? He wondered full of rage. There was a knock at the door and in walked Gatti. "What do you want?"Dilandau asked as he stopped pacing.
"Lord Folken gave me this message to give you. You will no longer have to train the new recruit. I have given her a new trainer." Dilandau said nothing and Gatti left. In a way, he felt relieved but also angered. Relieved that he didn't have to train her but angered that he wasted his time on nothing. Then it hit him, who's training her? I'm the only one allowed to train new recruits. Dilandau stormed out of the room and into the gym. He looked around carefully and saw one of his own Dragon Slayers training her. What?!? He got a lower class soldier to train her?! Dilandau then stormed out of the gym and headed to see Folken in his study. He bust into Folken's study and yelled out Folken's name.
"What do you want Dilandau?" Folken asked calmly.
"Why the fuck is one of my Dragon Slayers training her!" Dilandau barked at him.
"Miguel is a talented soldier and I felt that by having you train her was causing you to fall behind with your own training." Folken said to him still calm. "Are you upset about the arrangement?" He asked with a smirk. Dilandau glared at Folken.
"No, I am not! I'm actually happy with it." He said as he walked out of the room looking so full of pride. I am happy right? If I'm happy about it why do I feel angry? Dilandau wondered as he headed back to his room. When he entered his room, he walked over to the small table in the centre of the room and kicked it over full of rage. He then grabbed a bottle of wine off his desk and hurled it at the wall. He let out a sigh of relief and slumped down into his chair.
As the weeks went by, Setsuna began training in a guymelef. It didn't take her long to get use to the feel of using one. All of the training became second nature to her. She hadn't spoken to Dilandau since he hit her and she didn't plan on ever speaking to him again.
After her second month of training, she was taken into her first battle. Setsuna was hesitant on fighting but as soon as she was attacked something came over her. A lust for battle and war controlled her mind. She had become a war fighting machine. Setsuna got a trill out of killing which after the battle seemed odd to her. Ever since her mother pasted away she had become quiet and shy. Never did she like seeing others hurt and even when her own father would beat her she would never fight back and here she was killing almost an entire army on her own. She tired not to think about it for it only confused her more.
At dinner in the mess hall that night, all of the other Dragon Slayers paid much attention to her. They were amazed at her fighting capabilities.
As Dilandau walked past the mess hall, he saw how 'his' Dragon Slayers were admiring her, that bitch, was all he could think of her as now. He saw how she flirted with all of the other slayers which for some odd reason, Dilandau found himself being jealous of them. He removed his glare from them and continued of his way.
Less than a week later, they were back on the war field. Setsuna got the same feeling she did before. She would first feel fearful then she would have a lust for killing. By the end of the battle, she would completely forget what she had done. She would forget all the men she murdered on the field.
As time went on she fought in more and more battles and wars against, from what she was told, invading countries. She had now been on Gaea for about three months and she was adjusting well to the life of a soldier from what Folken had noticed.
Setsuna practised alone in the training gym late one night. Everyone else had gone to bed but for some reason Setsuna couldn't sleep. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that she be going into battle or not.
The next morning Setsuna woke bright and early. She first had a quick bath then got dressed and headed down to the mess hall for breakfast. As soon as she was finished, she headed to the guymelef docking bay and got into her guymelef and waited for the rest of the Slayers to show up and be given orders. Today they would be fighting against an Asturian army.
When the battle had begun, Setsuna had sliced her way trough numerous guymelefs. She then came across a strange looking guymelef. It didn't look like the other Asturian guymelefs she had beaten before. It was all white and had two large green jewels on it's shoulders. Intrigued, she flew towards it and began to battle. Hm, he's good, she thought as their battle raged on. From a distance, they both looked equally skilled. Setsuna noticed it was getting crowed so she prepared to go into flight mode and gestured for him to follow. The pilot accepted the invitation and changed his guymelef into a dragon.
Setsuna was shocked at the transformation. She had never seen a guymelef change into a dragon but this transformation reminded her of a story Miguel had told her about. He had said that the King of Fanelia was the pilot of a guymelef which could change into a dragon. He had also said that the king was Zaibach's greatest enemy.
They landed not too far away from the others and instantly began to fight. Their fight got more and more intense the more they battled. Setsuna was never really fond of guymelef battles, she preferred mortal sword combat. She sensed that the pilot of the other guymelef didn't like to battle.
Setsuna stepped back and spoke to him over the radio. "How about we settle this the old fashion way. A traditional sword fight not using a guymelef."
The other pilot was taken back a little. The other pilot was a woman. Hesitantly he agreed and both stepped out of their guymelefs.
