A/N: I'm baaaaaack! And I have good news and bad news. The bad news is this
is the last chapter. (Don't worry, it will be complete) I will be writing a
sequel though. I'll be including it at my site, and that's the good news. I
have a Dilandau fan site, and since I haven't posted any new fan fiction,
I've decided that the site will house all my Dilandau related fics from now
on. Don't worry! I'll still write Escaflowne fan fiction, and yes for
fellow Dil fans he'll b featured. But the sequels will be exclusive to the
site (at least for my first three Escaflowne fics) if you are remotely
interested, the site is at
http://www.angelfire.com/amiga/blackpearl2k2fvr/brv.html
I'll also be including expanded versions of my other fan fiction, alternate endings and deleted stuff, so look for that in the near future. Now that I'm done raving, let's get back to the story, shall we?
Oh, and it is Gwenivere who is a puppy kicker, not Gwendoline.
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Bride of Fire
Gwenivere formed a quant but deadly looking ball of energy in her hand. She raised it slowly and pointed it at Gwendoline. The energy then disappeared as Gwenivere felt the cold point of a knife at the back of her neck. "I'm hoping I don't have to tell you not to move," said Dilandau, as Gwendoline rose slowly from the ground. "You might have to," said Gwenivere, "I'm not exactly that good with subtle hints."
A shadow flew overhead and Dilandau looked up to see Fylanais flying towards them. Gwenivere used the distraction to her advantage. She ducked, hoping to give Fylanais the room he needed to rid her of Dilandau. She was quite wrong. Dilandau had already moved out of the way because he say that Fylanais had an arrow protruding from his side. He was not swooping, he was falling.
Dilandau reached to pull Gwendoline out of harms way. Fylanais fell onto Gwenivere who cried out in shock. He had been shot from behind, so the arrow was driven into Gwenivere when he landed on her.
"Well isn't this unromantic," Gwenivere coughed, blood beginning to leak from the side of her soft mouth. The arrow had run deep and fatal. Gwenivere looked up at Gwendoline in distain. "It is a perfect ending though," she said bitterly, "I wouldn't live in the same world as you anyway." Gwenivere laughed at this, until at last she had run out of breath to laugh with.
No one moved at first. The beasts that Gwenivere had brought with her were returning to normal people, but for Fylanais it was a bit too late. Gwendoline silently left Dilandau's side and went over to where her sister lay. It just didn't seem right for her to die that way. She moved and snapped the end of the arrow that had gone through Gwenivere, which would allow her to move the body from on top of her. Picking her up, she actually managed to carry her. They say that the insane have a tendancy to be stronger than normal men.
Gwendoline silently carried her sister away from the mayhem behind her, and it is still a mystery where she took her sister's body, though it is certain that fire had something to do with it.
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Gwendoline and Dilandau were married that night, after Gwendoline had returned. Spare food was brought for the guests, what ones remained. They kissed softly once joined, which they had every intention of remaining. Fire, had brought them together, and would, for this pair keep them together, Dilandau, on Gaia, more than arguably the lord of fire, and Gwendoline, his bride.
The end
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Yes, it's short I know, but I really want to get started on planning for the sequel, since it would be a good idea to do one, and soon.
BP
http://www.angelfire.com/amiga/blackpearl2k2fvr/brv.html
I'll also be including expanded versions of my other fan fiction, alternate endings and deleted stuff, so look for that in the near future. Now that I'm done raving, let's get back to the story, shall we?
Oh, and it is Gwenivere who is a puppy kicker, not Gwendoline.
*************
Bride of Fire
Gwenivere formed a quant but deadly looking ball of energy in her hand. She raised it slowly and pointed it at Gwendoline. The energy then disappeared as Gwenivere felt the cold point of a knife at the back of her neck. "I'm hoping I don't have to tell you not to move," said Dilandau, as Gwendoline rose slowly from the ground. "You might have to," said Gwenivere, "I'm not exactly that good with subtle hints."
A shadow flew overhead and Dilandau looked up to see Fylanais flying towards them. Gwenivere used the distraction to her advantage. She ducked, hoping to give Fylanais the room he needed to rid her of Dilandau. She was quite wrong. Dilandau had already moved out of the way because he say that Fylanais had an arrow protruding from his side. He was not swooping, he was falling.
Dilandau reached to pull Gwendoline out of harms way. Fylanais fell onto Gwenivere who cried out in shock. He had been shot from behind, so the arrow was driven into Gwenivere when he landed on her.
"Well isn't this unromantic," Gwenivere coughed, blood beginning to leak from the side of her soft mouth. The arrow had run deep and fatal. Gwenivere looked up at Gwendoline in distain. "It is a perfect ending though," she said bitterly, "I wouldn't live in the same world as you anyway." Gwenivere laughed at this, until at last she had run out of breath to laugh with.
No one moved at first. The beasts that Gwenivere had brought with her were returning to normal people, but for Fylanais it was a bit too late. Gwendoline silently left Dilandau's side and went over to where her sister lay. It just didn't seem right for her to die that way. She moved and snapped the end of the arrow that had gone through Gwenivere, which would allow her to move the body from on top of her. Picking her up, she actually managed to carry her. They say that the insane have a tendancy to be stronger than normal men.
Gwendoline silently carried her sister away from the mayhem behind her, and it is still a mystery where she took her sister's body, though it is certain that fire had something to do with it.
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Gwendoline and Dilandau were married that night, after Gwendoline had returned. Spare food was brought for the guests, what ones remained. They kissed softly once joined, which they had every intention of remaining. Fire, had brought them together, and would, for this pair keep them together, Dilandau, on Gaia, more than arguably the lord of fire, and Gwendoline, his bride.
The end
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Yes, it's short I know, but I really want to get started on planning for the sequel, since it would be a good idea to do one, and soon.
BP