For those who ask (dragonsbane) I know Dilandau ended up as a girl at the
end But I really didn't like the idea of them making him into a girl. So
this story is based on the past I can see him having. So this is an AU for
those who are confused about all this and have seen the whole show. But
thank you for reviewing… I am just hoping this one wont do as bad as the
last time (sighs) but oh well I will keep going.
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"DADDY HELP DON'T LET THEM HURT ME…. GAH!!!! NOOO!! HELP ME DADDY!!" a young boy screamed in pain crying and gasping in pain. " NOO HELP SOME BODY HELP ME!" and everything started to fade again…
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Dilandau started to open his eyes groggily but he couldn't see anything it was all blurred.
"What…" Dilandau blinked trying to make his eyes focus. Once he could see looked around to see where he was. He was back in his room it looked the same as he left it
"Was it all a dream…. the whole day…a dream…?" he mumbled to himself.
"No that did happen Dilandau… and it has been two days since you blacked out" it was Strategos standing in the far corner of the room leaning against the wall looking out the window and out into the night.
"Two days…impossible… how?" Dilandau sputtered confused.
" Two days go by quickly Dilandau…" he calmly spoke as Dilandau got up and put his uniform on
"I see…" Dilandau looked out into the dark sky.
" Something has been bothering you hasn't there…?"
"No I have no clue in what you're talking about Strategos"
"Yes you know what I speak of the things that haunt you things you swear were true…but yet you cannot believe it." Strategos turned and looked at him
" Isn't that it Dilandau you can hear the cries you can smell the fire and ash burn you know its there yet you cannot recall it ever happening… it's the past coming back to you… the past that was robbed of you 8 years ago… its come back at full force and it will not stop till you give in to it…"
" No…NO your wrong! YOUR WRONG I TELL YOU!" Dilandau yelled out and ran out his room. He ran all they way down to the hanger to where the gymelefs were stored. ' I must get out of here… to clear my head…' he went up to his melef and jumped in then closed the hatch. The sound of metal churning and clunking together the soothing sounds of war and destruction that calmed him. He walked his melef to the edge of the hanger and has just pushed out from the floating fortress when pain shot though his head that made his vision fuzzy.
"Damnit not now…" his melef hit the side of the fortress and knocking something in his melef and caused him to spin out of control.
"NO!! SHIT…GOD DAMN THING WORK!!" Dilandau yelled and banged on the inside of his melef. H tried to regain control as his gymelef fell towards the floor of Gaea, which was approaching quickly.
' It cant end like this…not like this I am a warrior I'm supposed to die in the glory of battle not in some pitiful melef crash…. no not like this…'
" NO NOT LIKE THIS!!!!" then there was a sickening crunch then a pause everything burst into flame burning whatever was left of the fallen gymelef.
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Strategos walked out of Dilandaus room ' why won't he understand…' he sighed and continued down the hall.
"Lord Folken" Strategos turned around to see one of the dragon slayers Migel he seemed that something was wrong.
"What's the matter Migel?" he asked the younger officer.
" There was a accident in the hanger a gymelef hit the side of the fortress." Migel led Strategos towards the hanger.
"Whose melef?" he asked the younger boy
"It was…. Lord Dilandau…" Migel sighed and worriedly hurried to the hanger.
"Dilandaus melef… lets hurry" they ran down the hall way and into the hanger
"Lord Folken" another Dragon slayer, Dalet, approached him and bowed.
"… What's the current news" Strategos whispered and looked out of the hanger into the night.
"Lord Dilandaus gymelef has crashed into Gaea … permission to send a rescue troop?" Dalet asked. Strategos sighed
"Its hopeless Dilandau couldn't have survived a crash like that… there will be nothing left except ash." He sighed.
"You have to let us go what if…?" Dalet asked.
" In a crash like that there is no what if, ands or buts… no you cannot send a rescue team…" Strategos sighed and walked away leaving all the Dragon slayers without a leader.
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Feet away from the fallen gymelef Dilandau was laying on the ground.
"The hell… Grrr what happened?" he opened his eyes and looked around. He didn't know whether he was hurt or not so he didn't dare to get up yet. He felt to see if he had any wounds but couldn't find and waist up and he sat up.
"GRRR… Damnit" he swore under his breath he was swore and maybe he missed a couple broken ribs but nothing was as bad as his left leg. It was torn probably by his melef and he also noticed that he headpiece (A/N I have no clue what to call that thing on his forehead lol but you know what I mean) was cracked and falling apart so he just took it off but winced. He had a not major wound to the head and he could feel the blood trickle down the side of his face.
"Damnit… what do I do now?" he looked around and he knew he was nowhere near a town but why would a town take him in? Ha him of all people. He would be the last person anyone would help. So what would he do now? Wait till his men would come and find him? But wait… why would they come and look for him? His melef was totally destroyed and no one would have survived that. But how did he survive? He had fallen so far from the air. He sat there for a couple minutes to try and figure out how he lived but then shortly after gave up. He dragged himself up to a tree and pulled himself up because his left leg refused to work.
"What way should I go?" he said out loud to himself. He picked a way and dragged his leg in the east direction. He got a little ways from his melef but his leg hurt him so badly that he had to stop and sit down at the base of a tree. As he sat there he closed his eyes and tried to think of a way to contact the floating fortress. Behind him he heard a bush rustle and he sat up straight and turned and looked behind himself.
"Who's there? Show yourself at once!" he yelled into the darkness. But there was nothing no answer and no rustle. He shrugged and turned back around thinking it was just an animal but then he heard the rustle again so he pulled out his sword just in case it was something else and rested it on his lap. The rustle now right behind the tree so he gripped his sword even though badly injured he wasn't going to sit there and get attacked. So he waited there and listened hard for the rustle again but there was nothing. Then he saw someone's shadow cast itself in front of him. He smirked ' fool I can see you in the moonlight' he was about to pull his sword on the person but he felt a sword pressed across his throat.
"Damn…." He grumbled and didn't move.
" Come with me boy" it was an older man and he could tell from the position of the sword he was left-handed.
"I'm not going anywhere with you old man" he stated.
"I do not think you are in any position to refuse but since you will no come peacefully" Dilandau then felt a sharp pain on his head and was knocked out cold.
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OK that's the end of this chapter I hope you all like it. Oh and please do the right thing and review at the end ^.^
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"DADDY HELP DON'T LET THEM HURT ME…. GAH!!!! NOOO!! HELP ME DADDY!!" a young boy screamed in pain crying and gasping in pain. " NOO HELP SOME BODY HELP ME!" and everything started to fade again…
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Dilandau started to open his eyes groggily but he couldn't see anything it was all blurred.
"What…" Dilandau blinked trying to make his eyes focus. Once he could see looked around to see where he was. He was back in his room it looked the same as he left it
"Was it all a dream…. the whole day…a dream…?" he mumbled to himself.
"No that did happen Dilandau… and it has been two days since you blacked out" it was Strategos standing in the far corner of the room leaning against the wall looking out the window and out into the night.
"Two days…impossible… how?" Dilandau sputtered confused.
" Two days go by quickly Dilandau…" he calmly spoke as Dilandau got up and put his uniform on
"I see…" Dilandau looked out into the dark sky.
" Something has been bothering you hasn't there…?"
"No I have no clue in what you're talking about Strategos"
"Yes you know what I speak of the things that haunt you things you swear were true…but yet you cannot believe it." Strategos turned and looked at him
" Isn't that it Dilandau you can hear the cries you can smell the fire and ash burn you know its there yet you cannot recall it ever happening… it's the past coming back to you… the past that was robbed of you 8 years ago… its come back at full force and it will not stop till you give in to it…"
" No…NO your wrong! YOUR WRONG I TELL YOU!" Dilandau yelled out and ran out his room. He ran all they way down to the hanger to where the gymelefs were stored. ' I must get out of here… to clear my head…' he went up to his melef and jumped in then closed the hatch. The sound of metal churning and clunking together the soothing sounds of war and destruction that calmed him. He walked his melef to the edge of the hanger and has just pushed out from the floating fortress when pain shot though his head that made his vision fuzzy.
"Damnit not now…" his melef hit the side of the fortress and knocking something in his melef and caused him to spin out of control.
"NO!! SHIT…GOD DAMN THING WORK!!" Dilandau yelled and banged on the inside of his melef. H tried to regain control as his gymelef fell towards the floor of Gaea, which was approaching quickly.
' It cant end like this…not like this I am a warrior I'm supposed to die in the glory of battle not in some pitiful melef crash…. no not like this…'
" NO NOT LIKE THIS!!!!" then there was a sickening crunch then a pause everything burst into flame burning whatever was left of the fallen gymelef.
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Strategos walked out of Dilandaus room ' why won't he understand…' he sighed and continued down the hall.
"Lord Folken" Strategos turned around to see one of the dragon slayers Migel he seemed that something was wrong.
"What's the matter Migel?" he asked the younger officer.
" There was a accident in the hanger a gymelef hit the side of the fortress." Migel led Strategos towards the hanger.
"Whose melef?" he asked the younger boy
"It was…. Lord Dilandau…" Migel sighed and worriedly hurried to the hanger.
"Dilandaus melef… lets hurry" they ran down the hall way and into the hanger
"Lord Folken" another Dragon slayer, Dalet, approached him and bowed.
"… What's the current news" Strategos whispered and looked out of the hanger into the night.
"Lord Dilandaus gymelef has crashed into Gaea … permission to send a rescue troop?" Dalet asked. Strategos sighed
"Its hopeless Dilandau couldn't have survived a crash like that… there will be nothing left except ash." He sighed.
"You have to let us go what if…?" Dalet asked.
" In a crash like that there is no what if, ands or buts… no you cannot send a rescue team…" Strategos sighed and walked away leaving all the Dragon slayers without a leader.
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Feet away from the fallen gymelef Dilandau was laying on the ground.
"The hell… Grrr what happened?" he opened his eyes and looked around. He didn't know whether he was hurt or not so he didn't dare to get up yet. He felt to see if he had any wounds but couldn't find and waist up and he sat up.
"GRRR… Damnit" he swore under his breath he was swore and maybe he missed a couple broken ribs but nothing was as bad as his left leg. It was torn probably by his melef and he also noticed that he headpiece (A/N I have no clue what to call that thing on his forehead lol but you know what I mean) was cracked and falling apart so he just took it off but winced. He had a not major wound to the head and he could feel the blood trickle down the side of his face.
"Damnit… what do I do now?" he looked around and he knew he was nowhere near a town but why would a town take him in? Ha him of all people. He would be the last person anyone would help. So what would he do now? Wait till his men would come and find him? But wait… why would they come and look for him? His melef was totally destroyed and no one would have survived that. But how did he survive? He had fallen so far from the air. He sat there for a couple minutes to try and figure out how he lived but then shortly after gave up. He dragged himself up to a tree and pulled himself up because his left leg refused to work.
"What way should I go?" he said out loud to himself. He picked a way and dragged his leg in the east direction. He got a little ways from his melef but his leg hurt him so badly that he had to stop and sit down at the base of a tree. As he sat there he closed his eyes and tried to think of a way to contact the floating fortress. Behind him he heard a bush rustle and he sat up straight and turned and looked behind himself.
"Who's there? Show yourself at once!" he yelled into the darkness. But there was nothing no answer and no rustle. He shrugged and turned back around thinking it was just an animal but then he heard the rustle again so he pulled out his sword just in case it was something else and rested it on his lap. The rustle now right behind the tree so he gripped his sword even though badly injured he wasn't going to sit there and get attacked. So he waited there and listened hard for the rustle again but there was nothing. Then he saw someone's shadow cast itself in front of him. He smirked ' fool I can see you in the moonlight' he was about to pull his sword on the person but he felt a sword pressed across his throat.
"Damn…." He grumbled and didn't move.
" Come with me boy" it was an older man and he could tell from the position of the sword he was left-handed.
"I'm not going anywhere with you old man" he stated.
"I do not think you are in any position to refuse but since you will no come peacefully" Dilandau then felt a sharp pain on his head and was knocked out cold.
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OK that's the end of this chapter I hope you all like it. Oh and please do the right thing and review at the end ^.^