Chapter 11: Old Foes, New Confrontations
AN: ggrrr Ok, here's the deal, the plan was to update all my fics at once (well the four ones I'm working on n e way) true to the strange yet painfully true concept of irony this can no longer be arranged so I thought 'forget it!'
So, I'm putting this up now 'cos I feel like it even tho my birthdays 2morro *shrugs* to hell wiv it.
I hope you like this chapter!
Ps: I didn't mean to put the same chapter up twice, and to be honest I don't know how it happened *.*;; I'm not going to delete chapter 12 because ive got some really nice reviews from it so err- it's kinda staying sorry you'll just have to ignore it lol. Anyway, putting that aside here your well earned chapter!
The slayers didn't suffer any sudden bouts of confusion as a golden yellow dance irrupted inside the barn. They knew that their commander didn't feel any battle was right without a bit of colour.
The 'farmers' on the other hand weren't as lucky. As the colourful waltz continued many started to get anxious, their concentration wavering as their minds screamed warnings.
In the mist of the growing chaos Dilandau's garnet orbs shone with delight. Taking his eyes off the flames for a brief moment he ran his sword through the man before him. The farmers eyes widened in terror as the blade ran straight thought him like his chest were mere butter. Lurching forward he coughed up crimson rivers as Dilandau raised a boot clad foot and pushed him back, away from him, jerking his blade out as a result. The farmer fell to the blazing wood with a thump that was drowned out as the battle raged on.
The commander of the dragon slayers didn't give his last fallen opponent a single thought as he admired his work. Stepping forward he watched as one farmer after another fell as it became clear that this battle belonged to him and his men.
''I'll kill you!'' (AN: You have no idea how many times I wrote 'Omae o korosu' ahrg, too much GW ^.^)
The battle cry blasted through the sounds of metal and flame. All the slayers recognised the voice immediately but only Van and Dilandau could do anything about it. Sprinting through the smoke and fast growing rubble both men made their way outside and were stunned, to the point of being unable to move, at what they saw.
Hitomi was kneeling next to a body that no long drew breath, her emerald depths boring into the woman in front of her. Who remained unfazed at the black vow.
Inwardly Hitomi cursed everything she could see within her line of sight. She was to slow, not fast enough. She had arrived at the scene just in time to see Miguel's chestnut eyes roll into the back of his head as he fell, dead before he hit the ground. Running to him, Hitomi hoped against hope that she could bring him back, despite the fact she knew there was no way that she was strong enough.
The woman before her was painfully familiar. Same age as Hitomi herself, slightly shorter but of the same slim build that hid true power. Dark brown eyes bore into bright green ones and at last the silence was shattered, Hitomi's new opponent spoke.
''I see you are well Hitomi, it seems our paths were destined to cross again.''
Rising and standing tall again, sword clutched tightly, Hitomi replied in harsh tones that neither of the newly arrived audience had ever heard her use before. ''How dare you.'' The female warrior managed to spit the words out even though her teeth were firmly gritted.
The still cloaked woman regarded Hitomi with a gaze as cold as Hitomi's herself, and then shrugged suddenly, sifting her gaze to Miguel's corpse. ''He was in my way.''
Hitomi positively seethed at the cold statement of indifference. The knuckles that clutched her sword turning white. ''What gives you the right to use your powers to eliminate innocents!'' She shouted.
A sharp, icy laugh irrupted from the woman, ''I would hardly called it,'' She stressed the word, knowing it would make Hitomi only angrier, ''an innocent.'' She finished, whipping the left side of cloak away and producing a sword.
Hitomi charged without fear, ignoring the silent cry of protest her feet shouted from her high heels. Raising her blade high as she ran forward, all of her weight pushing behind it, she grunted when both women's swords clashed together, sending a sharp ringing noise out into the night air as neither backed down.
''You will regret this.'' Hitomi spoke with a dangerously deep voice. Her opponent grinned devilishly.
''Do excuse my dear Hitomi, but I must help my employers.''
With that the unknown mage vanished and Hitomi fell, face first into the dirt below. As if by magic both Van and Dilandau suddenly found the ability to move again and both took a hasty step towards Hitomi fallen form but soon stopped again.
''No!'' The green-eyed woman cried, pushing her hands into the ground and lifting her head, ''get the others out of there!''
Neither thought twice about objecting as they turned and saw the barn glowing, but not with the light from Dilandau's fire. Van was the first to rush forward back into the barn, Dilandau followed about a second behind and both slayers proceeded to call out commands.
One by one the smoke covered black and blue armoured warriors emerged. Hitomi had risen and watched, as the glow got brighter. Her eyes widened as it became clear her new adversary was not bluffing. ''Duck!'' She screamed over the confusion and dived back to the cold grass herself as the glow irrupted into a blind light and the barn exploded.
~~~~~
Dilandau came to a halt in front of his newest slayer, though she would not yet admit the fact.
Hitomi in turn looked up from her cross-legged position in front of the fire. She didn't object as the commander sat beside her and took her left upper arm in his hand and examined it. Dilandau couldn't think of anything to say as he wiped the long gash, running down to Hitomi's elbow, clean. When the emerald-eyed slayer sighed and he couldn't help but shift his gaze up to her face. Her head was level and her own line of sight was fixed forward.
Dilandau just dismissed it and went back to cleaning out Hitomi's wound. He was slightly surprised when Hitomi didn't flinch once but ignored the fact and started to bandage it.
''I'm sorry.''
Dilandau's head whipped up in confusion at the sudden introduction of dialogue. ''What?''
''I'm so sorry.'' Hitomi repeated, lowering her head this time, her sandy coloured bangs falling in front of her face. Dilandau just sat there, watching her, coming back into reality again suddenly as he realised that her eyes were now boring into his own. Hitomi soon broke the lock again as her gaze shifted to the unsettled earth not to far from were they sat.
As Dilandau followed her gaze he suddenly felt a pang of loss. As if Hitomi felt it herself she sighed again. ''It wasn't you're fault.'' Garnet eyes soon widened, that was probably the nicest thing he had ever said, to anyone.
''Yes it was, I should have fought with you from the start, it could have been, should have been avoided.''
Dilandau could offer no more words of comfort. ''Who was that woman?'' He asked, avoiding the grieve that was still to near.
''She was once a dear friend, but we walk different paths now.'' Hitomi started, lowering her head again. ''Her name was Yukari, I no not what it is now.''
Dilandau merely nodded, realising that things had just got a little more complicated.
AN: ggrrr Ok, here's the deal, the plan was to update all my fics at once (well the four ones I'm working on n e way) true to the strange yet painfully true concept of irony this can no longer be arranged so I thought 'forget it!'
So, I'm putting this up now 'cos I feel like it even tho my birthdays 2morro *shrugs* to hell wiv it.
I hope you like this chapter!
Ps: I didn't mean to put the same chapter up twice, and to be honest I don't know how it happened *.*;; I'm not going to delete chapter 12 because ive got some really nice reviews from it so err- it's kinda staying sorry you'll just have to ignore it lol. Anyway, putting that aside here your well earned chapter!
The slayers didn't suffer any sudden bouts of confusion as a golden yellow dance irrupted inside the barn. They knew that their commander didn't feel any battle was right without a bit of colour.
The 'farmers' on the other hand weren't as lucky. As the colourful waltz continued many started to get anxious, their concentration wavering as their minds screamed warnings.
In the mist of the growing chaos Dilandau's garnet orbs shone with delight. Taking his eyes off the flames for a brief moment he ran his sword through the man before him. The farmers eyes widened in terror as the blade ran straight thought him like his chest were mere butter. Lurching forward he coughed up crimson rivers as Dilandau raised a boot clad foot and pushed him back, away from him, jerking his blade out as a result. The farmer fell to the blazing wood with a thump that was drowned out as the battle raged on.
The commander of the dragon slayers didn't give his last fallen opponent a single thought as he admired his work. Stepping forward he watched as one farmer after another fell as it became clear that this battle belonged to him and his men.
''I'll kill you!'' (AN: You have no idea how many times I wrote 'Omae o korosu' ahrg, too much GW ^.^)
The battle cry blasted through the sounds of metal and flame. All the slayers recognised the voice immediately but only Van and Dilandau could do anything about it. Sprinting through the smoke and fast growing rubble both men made their way outside and were stunned, to the point of being unable to move, at what they saw.
Hitomi was kneeling next to a body that no long drew breath, her emerald depths boring into the woman in front of her. Who remained unfazed at the black vow.
Inwardly Hitomi cursed everything she could see within her line of sight. She was to slow, not fast enough. She had arrived at the scene just in time to see Miguel's chestnut eyes roll into the back of his head as he fell, dead before he hit the ground. Running to him, Hitomi hoped against hope that she could bring him back, despite the fact she knew there was no way that she was strong enough.
The woman before her was painfully familiar. Same age as Hitomi herself, slightly shorter but of the same slim build that hid true power. Dark brown eyes bore into bright green ones and at last the silence was shattered, Hitomi's new opponent spoke.
''I see you are well Hitomi, it seems our paths were destined to cross again.''
Rising and standing tall again, sword clutched tightly, Hitomi replied in harsh tones that neither of the newly arrived audience had ever heard her use before. ''How dare you.'' The female warrior managed to spit the words out even though her teeth were firmly gritted.
The still cloaked woman regarded Hitomi with a gaze as cold as Hitomi's herself, and then shrugged suddenly, sifting her gaze to Miguel's corpse. ''He was in my way.''
Hitomi positively seethed at the cold statement of indifference. The knuckles that clutched her sword turning white. ''What gives you the right to use your powers to eliminate innocents!'' She shouted.
A sharp, icy laugh irrupted from the woman, ''I would hardly called it,'' She stressed the word, knowing it would make Hitomi only angrier, ''an innocent.'' She finished, whipping the left side of cloak away and producing a sword.
Hitomi charged without fear, ignoring the silent cry of protest her feet shouted from her high heels. Raising her blade high as she ran forward, all of her weight pushing behind it, she grunted when both women's swords clashed together, sending a sharp ringing noise out into the night air as neither backed down.
''You will regret this.'' Hitomi spoke with a dangerously deep voice. Her opponent grinned devilishly.
''Do excuse my dear Hitomi, but I must help my employers.''
With that the unknown mage vanished and Hitomi fell, face first into the dirt below. As if by magic both Van and Dilandau suddenly found the ability to move again and both took a hasty step towards Hitomi fallen form but soon stopped again.
''No!'' The green-eyed woman cried, pushing her hands into the ground and lifting her head, ''get the others out of there!''
Neither thought twice about objecting as they turned and saw the barn glowing, but not with the light from Dilandau's fire. Van was the first to rush forward back into the barn, Dilandau followed about a second behind and both slayers proceeded to call out commands.
One by one the smoke covered black and blue armoured warriors emerged. Hitomi had risen and watched, as the glow got brighter. Her eyes widened as it became clear her new adversary was not bluffing. ''Duck!'' She screamed over the confusion and dived back to the cold grass herself as the glow irrupted into a blind light and the barn exploded.
~~~~~
Dilandau came to a halt in front of his newest slayer, though she would not yet admit the fact.
Hitomi in turn looked up from her cross-legged position in front of the fire. She didn't object as the commander sat beside her and took her left upper arm in his hand and examined it. Dilandau couldn't think of anything to say as he wiped the long gash, running down to Hitomi's elbow, clean. When the emerald-eyed slayer sighed and he couldn't help but shift his gaze up to her face. Her head was level and her own line of sight was fixed forward.
Dilandau just dismissed it and went back to cleaning out Hitomi's wound. He was slightly surprised when Hitomi didn't flinch once but ignored the fact and started to bandage it.
''I'm sorry.''
Dilandau's head whipped up in confusion at the sudden introduction of dialogue. ''What?''
''I'm so sorry.'' Hitomi repeated, lowering her head this time, her sandy coloured bangs falling in front of her face. Dilandau just sat there, watching her, coming back into reality again suddenly as he realised that her eyes were now boring into his own. Hitomi soon broke the lock again as her gaze shifted to the unsettled earth not to far from were they sat.
As Dilandau followed her gaze he suddenly felt a pang of loss. As if Hitomi felt it herself she sighed again. ''It wasn't you're fault.'' Garnet eyes soon widened, that was probably the nicest thing he had ever said, to anyone.
''Yes it was, I should have fought with you from the start, it could have been, should have been avoided.''
Dilandau could offer no more words of comfort. ''Who was that woman?'' He asked, avoiding the grieve that was still to near.
''She was once a dear friend, but we walk different paths now.'' Hitomi started, lowering her head again. ''Her name was Yukari, I no not what it is now.''
Dilandau merely nodded, realising that things had just got a little more complicated.