Hi! I'm back again! Here's the next part in our story of Van and Hitomi.I
wonder what is going to happen? ::mysterious::
::sigh:: I just discovered that colors do not carry over to fanfiction.net,
sucks!!
So minna, kite (listen up), Hitomi's thoughts bold, and conversely Van's
thoughts will be italicized. Wakata (understand)?
For my first 5 reviewers.ARIGATOU!!!! TennyoAngel711 LOVE WITCH R.T.A. Wings angelwarriar Mistress of Darkness
Disclaimer: ::once again:: I do not own Escaflowne.
A Silent Moment:: Chapter 2
Van.van!! Where are you?!
Hitomi cried over and over as she lay in her bed staring blankly at the ceiling. She had nearly fainted at school. Yukari had jumped up and had practically dragged Hitomi down to the nurse's offices yelling to the teacher that Hitomi was sick on her way out. Once Hitomi had fallen upon those clean, white, pressed sheets that smelled of antiseptic, she had immediately passed out. In her dreams, her nightmares came to life with a horrid vengeance. Van's haunting warning, "D.don't..co..me..back..Hi..tomi!" had played over and over, each time his voice becoming more ragged.
There was a dragon-shaped figure on her bedroom ceiling, she had never noticed it before. Amongst the bumps and ditches of her plaster ceiling, was a smooth piece shaped in a recognizable figure of a dragon rearing on its haunches.
Van.what am I to do. to get back to you?
The white curtains that covered her open window swayed slightly as an unknown puff of evening wind blew in. The little puff whirled around her room, and seeming, at least to Hitomi, to take on a more solid form as it whirled around. Hitomi's eyelids suddenly became heavy with sleep, and with one last effort to watch the puff of wind, closed.
Hitomi! Wake up! This is important, it is imperative that you awake!!
Hitomi opened her eyes slowly. Gasping in shock, she realized that she was no longer in her bed, she was no longer in Tokyo for that matter. She was in a dark place, an ominous-looking fog obscured everything around her. As her eyes shifted upward, she jumped back as she noticed an old grizzled- looking man in armor in front of her. He was heavily scarred with a thick scar running through one eye.
Hitomi gasped in recognition. She knew this man; she had seen him through Van's memories as a young child. She had seen him the night before Fanelia had burned to the ground.
Balgus! What are you doing here? For that matter, where am I?
You are needed. Your skills.
Ma..matte yo! I erased my powers, I don't want them anymore!
Kanzaki Hitomi, you are needed. I am sorry that you do not wish for you powers, but alas, they are needed. You are to take part in the destiny that will soon unfold..
What destiny? What are you talking about? I promised myself that I wouldn't be bound to any destiny, to any fate. I will decide my future for myself!
Youth, you are extremely similar to Van-sama.
Van?? Do you know where he is??! Take me back to him!! Onegai, Balgus-san!!
I apologize once again, lady from the Mystic Moon, I am unable to take to you to Van Fanel. However, enough idle chatter, we must commence with business.
With this, Balgus pulled his sword from his sheath, raised it about his head and slowly brought it down to point at Hitomi.
Kanzaki Hitomi. If you value your life, you will fight me. I, Balgus of Fanelia, challenge you to a duel of honor. Draw!!
Na..nani??!!!
It was too late, Balgus had already started pounding towards Hitomi, his drawn sword intent on running Hitomi through. Frozen to the place with shock, Hitomi could on look on as the gleaming sword drew on closer and closer. Hitomi shut her eyes tightly, hoping everything was a dream.
Something smooth slid through her belly; she could feel the lethal point piercing her stomach, intestines and sliding smoothly out the other side. Shakily, Hitomi dropped one hand to her gut. there was something sticky coating her fingers. She brought her fingers to her face, and slowly opened her eyes.
Blood.blood coated her fingers, dripping and sliding down her wrist to gather at her elbow. Fearfully, Hitomi glanced down, the sword had run her completely through, but.. she felt no pain. However, the copious amount of blood she was losing, that was running in dark rivulets down her legs caused her to wobble uncertainly. Slowly she slumped to the ground, almost unconscious. As her life ebbed, she glanced up through weighted eyes to see the surprisingly satisfied face of Balgus, who stood over her with his arms folded over one another.
Author's Note: Wouldn't it be absolutely hilarious, at least for me, the author, if I ended this chapter here?
The next evening: Hitomi warily slid her overly large T-shirt over her head. She was getting ready for bed and obviously not liking it. She had woken up last night in her bed, sweating profusely.
Balgus.. stabbed me. Why did he do that I wonder? Should I.?
Having pulled her shirt over her head, she had walked over to her desk. Her hand inched slowly towards the little gilt box on her desk where she kept her unused tarot cards. Hitomi had left the box untouched since the time she had returned from Gaia.
No.. I won't! I promised myself! Demo. what if Van needs my help? No.. I won't, my head is probably playing tricks on me. Balgus is dead, Van. van is not in danger, not that I'd care. or do I?
Thoroughly confused, Hitomi's hand left the cover of the box, she turned and flopped onto her bed. Sighing, she crawled under the soft, cool blankets and twisted the knob at the base of her lamp. Darkness, along with a deathly silence, shrouded her room. Once again, a puff of wind played in her room. Staring fearfully at the ceiling, one thought played around in Hitomi's mind.
I closed my window.
The puff of wind whirled down closer and closer towards Hitomi's face. She tried to shrink from it, backing further and further into her blankets. However, her attempts at escape for futile, for the puff of wind came circling down lower and lower, until Hitomi felt the familiar sensations of a forced sleep.
It is time. Come, I will train you.
Hitomi blinked. She was in the same fog-covered place where she had been last night. Alarmed, Hitomi quickly glanced down at her belly, searching for any signs of a wound. There were none, and it was then that Hitomi noticed that she was no longer in her T-shirt. She was wearing an earthy-brown pair of pants, similar to the ones Van use to wear.
Van.
Shaking her head, she continued examining her outfit. To her extreme surprise, she was wearing Van's exact red shirt, except a light-colored girdle ran around her waist, tying the shirt to her body, preventing it from flapping about. Looking back down again, she saw.. running sneakers. Hitomi suppressed an urge to laugh, this mysterious dimension had provided her with running shoes, not Fanelian boots like the rest of her outfit, but running sneakers from her home, the Mystic Moon.
Glancing up, she saw Balgus motioning for her to come forward. Reluctantly and half-dragged by an unseen force, she propelled her feet over to where Balgus was standing.
Once in front of Balgus, she stopped, wary of his moves, ready to run at any minute. Balgus held out his hands and placed them heavily upon Hitomi's shoulders.
Young one, you have much to learn. Sadly, I have not the time to train you to your full potential. However, I will do my utmost best to see that you learn the basics.
Balgus removed his hands from Hitomi's shoulders, reached down to grasp her hand. With his other hand, he pulled his sword from his sheath and placed the hilt on Hitomi's waiting palm.
Tonight we will fight. It is not a duel, do not worry, but it is practice in which you must worry.
Hitomi nodded wordlessly, a million questions running through her mind, but her mouth seemed to be glued shut. Balgus stepped backwards, drawing another sword from what seemed to be midair. An unknown pressure forced Hitomi's legs apart. It moved her feet until she had them planted in apparently a good fighting stance. The same pressure brought her arms down with both hands gripping the hilt of the sword tightly.
Good, begin.
Once again, Balgus rushed at her. Hitomi once again felt the beginnings of panic and fear rise up in her throat.
NO! I will not run!
Planting her feet, she blocked Balgus' swing aimed at her head. Turning, she brought her sword down in an attempt to disable her enemy by injuring the legs. With pleased look, Balgus avoided her slice with ease, coming back with a downward slash at her shoulder, which she barely blocked. The two of them danced back and forth, each slashing and blocking. However, it was plain to see who was the better of the two. Balgus, not even breathing hard, was running circles around an exhausted Hitomi, who was beginning to make mistakes.
Shoot! I can't beat him like this! I can't keep both hands on my sword.
Balgus, sensing her hesitation, came rushing up for the final blow. In desperation, Hitomi brought the blade of her sword up, in an attempt to deflect the blow.
CRACK!
The blade had splintered into two fragments. Hitomi was left holding the hilt of the sword, which had about a foot or two left in length. Smiling, much to Balgus' surprise, Hitomi surged upward, grabbing the other fragment of the blade in her other hand. Ignoring the blood that was running down her arm from gripping the blade fragment, she faced Balgus. Balgus started laughing. It was a rich hearty guffaw, one of a man who laughed rarely in his life.
It seems young one, that I have mistaken you. I was unaware that you had an innate preference for.it seems. the two-bladed technique.
Nan des ka? Two-bladed technique?
Hitomi glanced back down at her arm.
Ehhh??? What happened to my arm?? I..itai.. (it hurts..)
Author's Note: Okay, this really is the end of the chapter. How did you guys like it? Want me to keep going? Yes, no? Comments, questions, constructive criticism welcomed. By the way, REVIEW!!!!!!!!! Once again, I will not update unless I get another 5 - 7reviews. I do this because it gives me time to write and an excuse not to post until I finish another chapter.
For my first 5 reviewers.ARIGATOU!!!! TennyoAngel711 LOVE WITCH R.T.A. Wings angelwarriar Mistress of Darkness
Disclaimer: ::once again:: I do not own Escaflowne.
A Silent Moment:: Chapter 2
Van.van!! Where are you?!
Hitomi cried over and over as she lay in her bed staring blankly at the ceiling. She had nearly fainted at school. Yukari had jumped up and had practically dragged Hitomi down to the nurse's offices yelling to the teacher that Hitomi was sick on her way out. Once Hitomi had fallen upon those clean, white, pressed sheets that smelled of antiseptic, she had immediately passed out. In her dreams, her nightmares came to life with a horrid vengeance. Van's haunting warning, "D.don't..co..me..back..Hi..tomi!" had played over and over, each time his voice becoming more ragged.
There was a dragon-shaped figure on her bedroom ceiling, she had never noticed it before. Amongst the bumps and ditches of her plaster ceiling, was a smooth piece shaped in a recognizable figure of a dragon rearing on its haunches.
Van.what am I to do. to get back to you?
The white curtains that covered her open window swayed slightly as an unknown puff of evening wind blew in. The little puff whirled around her room, and seeming, at least to Hitomi, to take on a more solid form as it whirled around. Hitomi's eyelids suddenly became heavy with sleep, and with one last effort to watch the puff of wind, closed.
Hitomi! Wake up! This is important, it is imperative that you awake!!
Hitomi opened her eyes slowly. Gasping in shock, she realized that she was no longer in her bed, she was no longer in Tokyo for that matter. She was in a dark place, an ominous-looking fog obscured everything around her. As her eyes shifted upward, she jumped back as she noticed an old grizzled- looking man in armor in front of her. He was heavily scarred with a thick scar running through one eye.
Hitomi gasped in recognition. She knew this man; she had seen him through Van's memories as a young child. She had seen him the night before Fanelia had burned to the ground.
Balgus! What are you doing here? For that matter, where am I?
You are needed. Your skills.
Ma..matte yo! I erased my powers, I don't want them anymore!
Kanzaki Hitomi, you are needed. I am sorry that you do not wish for you powers, but alas, they are needed. You are to take part in the destiny that will soon unfold..
What destiny? What are you talking about? I promised myself that I wouldn't be bound to any destiny, to any fate. I will decide my future for myself!
Youth, you are extremely similar to Van-sama.
Van?? Do you know where he is??! Take me back to him!! Onegai, Balgus-san!!
I apologize once again, lady from the Mystic Moon, I am unable to take to you to Van Fanel. However, enough idle chatter, we must commence with business.
With this, Balgus pulled his sword from his sheath, raised it about his head and slowly brought it down to point at Hitomi.
Kanzaki Hitomi. If you value your life, you will fight me. I, Balgus of Fanelia, challenge you to a duel of honor. Draw!!
Na..nani??!!!
It was too late, Balgus had already started pounding towards Hitomi, his drawn sword intent on running Hitomi through. Frozen to the place with shock, Hitomi could on look on as the gleaming sword drew on closer and closer. Hitomi shut her eyes tightly, hoping everything was a dream.
Something smooth slid through her belly; she could feel the lethal point piercing her stomach, intestines and sliding smoothly out the other side. Shakily, Hitomi dropped one hand to her gut. there was something sticky coating her fingers. She brought her fingers to her face, and slowly opened her eyes.
Blood.blood coated her fingers, dripping and sliding down her wrist to gather at her elbow. Fearfully, Hitomi glanced down, the sword had run her completely through, but.. she felt no pain. However, the copious amount of blood she was losing, that was running in dark rivulets down her legs caused her to wobble uncertainly. Slowly she slumped to the ground, almost unconscious. As her life ebbed, she glanced up through weighted eyes to see the surprisingly satisfied face of Balgus, who stood over her with his arms folded over one another.
Author's Note: Wouldn't it be absolutely hilarious, at least for me, the author, if I ended this chapter here?
The next evening: Hitomi warily slid her overly large T-shirt over her head. She was getting ready for bed and obviously not liking it. She had woken up last night in her bed, sweating profusely.
Balgus.. stabbed me. Why did he do that I wonder? Should I.?
Having pulled her shirt over her head, she had walked over to her desk. Her hand inched slowly towards the little gilt box on her desk where she kept her unused tarot cards. Hitomi had left the box untouched since the time she had returned from Gaia.
No.. I won't! I promised myself! Demo. what if Van needs my help? No.. I won't, my head is probably playing tricks on me. Balgus is dead, Van. van is not in danger, not that I'd care. or do I?
Thoroughly confused, Hitomi's hand left the cover of the box, she turned and flopped onto her bed. Sighing, she crawled under the soft, cool blankets and twisted the knob at the base of her lamp. Darkness, along with a deathly silence, shrouded her room. Once again, a puff of wind played in her room. Staring fearfully at the ceiling, one thought played around in Hitomi's mind.
I closed my window.
The puff of wind whirled down closer and closer towards Hitomi's face. She tried to shrink from it, backing further and further into her blankets. However, her attempts at escape for futile, for the puff of wind came circling down lower and lower, until Hitomi felt the familiar sensations of a forced sleep.
It is time. Come, I will train you.
Hitomi blinked. She was in the same fog-covered place where she had been last night. Alarmed, Hitomi quickly glanced down at her belly, searching for any signs of a wound. There were none, and it was then that Hitomi noticed that she was no longer in her T-shirt. She was wearing an earthy-brown pair of pants, similar to the ones Van use to wear.
Van.
Shaking her head, she continued examining her outfit. To her extreme surprise, she was wearing Van's exact red shirt, except a light-colored girdle ran around her waist, tying the shirt to her body, preventing it from flapping about. Looking back down again, she saw.. running sneakers. Hitomi suppressed an urge to laugh, this mysterious dimension had provided her with running shoes, not Fanelian boots like the rest of her outfit, but running sneakers from her home, the Mystic Moon.
Glancing up, she saw Balgus motioning for her to come forward. Reluctantly and half-dragged by an unseen force, she propelled her feet over to where Balgus was standing.
Once in front of Balgus, she stopped, wary of his moves, ready to run at any minute. Balgus held out his hands and placed them heavily upon Hitomi's shoulders.
Young one, you have much to learn. Sadly, I have not the time to train you to your full potential. However, I will do my utmost best to see that you learn the basics.
Balgus removed his hands from Hitomi's shoulders, reached down to grasp her hand. With his other hand, he pulled his sword from his sheath and placed the hilt on Hitomi's waiting palm.
Tonight we will fight. It is not a duel, do not worry, but it is practice in which you must worry.
Hitomi nodded wordlessly, a million questions running through her mind, but her mouth seemed to be glued shut. Balgus stepped backwards, drawing another sword from what seemed to be midair. An unknown pressure forced Hitomi's legs apart. It moved her feet until she had them planted in apparently a good fighting stance. The same pressure brought her arms down with both hands gripping the hilt of the sword tightly.
Good, begin.
Once again, Balgus rushed at her. Hitomi once again felt the beginnings of panic and fear rise up in her throat.
NO! I will not run!
Planting her feet, she blocked Balgus' swing aimed at her head. Turning, she brought her sword down in an attempt to disable her enemy by injuring the legs. With pleased look, Balgus avoided her slice with ease, coming back with a downward slash at her shoulder, which she barely blocked. The two of them danced back and forth, each slashing and blocking. However, it was plain to see who was the better of the two. Balgus, not even breathing hard, was running circles around an exhausted Hitomi, who was beginning to make mistakes.
Shoot! I can't beat him like this! I can't keep both hands on my sword.
Balgus, sensing her hesitation, came rushing up for the final blow. In desperation, Hitomi brought the blade of her sword up, in an attempt to deflect the blow.
CRACK!
The blade had splintered into two fragments. Hitomi was left holding the hilt of the sword, which had about a foot or two left in length. Smiling, much to Balgus' surprise, Hitomi surged upward, grabbing the other fragment of the blade in her other hand. Ignoring the blood that was running down her arm from gripping the blade fragment, she faced Balgus. Balgus started laughing. It was a rich hearty guffaw, one of a man who laughed rarely in his life.
It seems young one, that I have mistaken you. I was unaware that you had an innate preference for.it seems. the two-bladed technique.
Nan des ka? Two-bladed technique?
Hitomi glanced back down at her arm.
Ehhh??? What happened to my arm?? I..itai.. (it hurts..)
Author's Note: Okay, this really is the end of the chapter. How did you guys like it? Want me to keep going? Yes, no? Comments, questions, constructive criticism welcomed. By the way, REVIEW!!!!!!!!! Once again, I will not update unless I get another 5 - 7reviews. I do this because it gives me time to write and an excuse not to post until I finish another chapter.