Summary...
"When the Demon Stirs" takes place two years after the end of the series. At first it is a typical V&H continuation, Van and Hitomi are missing each other and are wondering if they'll ever see each other again. But alas, a new threat is emerging, one with the potential to destroy all of Gaea...
Just read it and tell me what you think, this is my first attempt at fan fiction, besides poetry, so please don't be too brutal. Although, constructive criticism is always welcome.
e-mail me at hzane420@yahoo.com for anything.
p.s. I know it's a little corny in the beginning, but I promise it will get better.
thanx 4 readin'
H. zane
On to the fiction.....
When the Demon Stirs ~ An Escaflowne Fan Fic ~
By: H. Zane
It was the wicked who with hands and
words invented death,
considered it a friend, and pined for it,
and made a covenant with it.
~ Book of Wisdom
~ Prologue ~
One thousand years ago…
Cries of death echoed across the vast emptiness of space. The once brilliantly beautiful heavens full of peace and pleasure were now a place of strife and emptiness. The moans and tears and blood mixed and swirled together as war burned through the cracks of heaven's fallen sky. Ethereal beings of light and grace fought valiantly as a traitor struggled for dominance, the traitor who had turned friend against friend, brother against brother…
Atlantis had, not long before that, proven their greatness and betrayal with the creation of Gaea. This news was indeed disturbing to The Council of Heaven and it's master the god of creation. Their treachery against the Creator had caused utter chaos in the heavens. The Elders argued of this atrocity: how could mere mortals drive the strength and power of wishes, what was going to be done about this and how severe the punishment? Surly Atlantis's people did not think claiming themselves as gods could go unpunished, that the creation of a brand new planet would go unnoticed. That was indeed a problem that was not easily solved. Heaven's defenses were down and the council was downright beside themselves, giving perfect opportunity for a revolt.
Lathanial a nobleman of high regard and power had been planning a mutiny for well over a century, waiting for the perfect opportunity to put his plan into action. He had felt mediocre with his peers and especially in the presence of the Elders. He did not like how the heavens was being run, he thought himself to be the only leader worthy of control. With the loyalty of his closest companion, Zora also a nobleman but with lesser respect, Lathanial gathered souls and brainwashed them into his belief and promised them limitless power. Nevertheless a great percentage of heaven was easily convinced and they trained in secret as they waited to make their move. That day came with the enlightenment of Atlantis. They caused an uproar that Lathanial could only have dreamed of. With the council off guard he put the wheel of his plan into motion. He dispersed his army all over the heavens, killing many unsuspecting residents. Heaven was not prepared to do battle with its own people and was very hesitant to fight back. Regrettably the Council had decided to wage war against the traitor, they fought for what seemed like an eternity and still there was no victor. Lathanial wasn't giving up the fight for the throne and the Elders feared for the fate of Heaven.
"Order, order," called the High Councilman, Salas, as he pounded his fist on the table, "how are we ever going to come to a decision if we keep bickering amongst ourselves!" There was a series of grunts and nods in agreement. Gale, another High Councilman spoke up, "Atlantis has the audacity to declare themselves gods, I say we plague their cursed planet! Make the rivers run dry, send locusts to there crops, make there animals barren, we must do something, this sacrilege must not go unpunished!"
"Yes I agree with Gale," said Ezra, one other Council member, "we should drought the land, that would be a fitting punishment!"
"No!" yelled Salas, "why punish the innocent for the evil's doing, our issues lie with the Atlanteans, not Gaea's guiltless inhabitance. There must be another way."
Tenshi, the Archangel, had kept quiet, observing the juvenile squabbles. Soon he could no longer sit in silence. Anger flooded his perfect form as he stood and faced the Councilmen. He spoke in a loud voice that sounded like a hundred bells tolling, "Is that all you think about you silly men? About the punishment of meager mortals, when that traitor is making lost souls of my angels!" Everyone fell silent in embarrassment, Tenshi smirked and looked about the room, he was right, there was a holy war in heaven and that was the priority. "Now that I have your undivided attention," Tenshi continued, "I want to discuss tactics, we now have pushed the enemy to the Great Hills and -
"My Lord, my Lord…" Tenshi was interrupted by a figure running through the Temple's doors, he was hysterical and breathless, blood stained his armor and there was several shallow stab wounds on his exposed skin. Tenshi hurried over to his panting soldier and held him by the shoulders. "What is it Hoshi?" he asked excitedly.
"We, we forced the enemy into the Sakkaku Mountain…" He stopped for a second to catch his breath. Tenshi widened his golden eyes in anticipation. Hoshi continued, "Lethanial is wounded and out numbered, most of his army has either fled or is dead. He has lost and our men now wait for your final decision..."
Sakkaku Mountain was undeniably a miraculous sight, the gray stone shown vividly like diamonds in the sunlight, the mountaintop seemed to stretch to infinity, and snow did not top this mountain, for there is no snow in heaven, instead it was covered with emerald grass and sweet smelling flowers. But today the pleasant fragrance of flowers was masked by the foul smell of iron, as the dead littered the ground. This place was undoubtedly not meant for a scenario of war, but that was certainly what it had become…
Lathanial had retreated in the deepest region on the mountain with his companion Zora. Tenshi's soldiers had them surrounded and with swords drawn held them at bay while they waited patiently for the High Council. It didn't take them long to arrive, the eleven Elders and the Archangel Tenshi approached with triumph in their eyes and a piece of parchment that was rolled and sealed. "You didn't actually think that you could succeed in taking heaven, did you Lathanial?" said Tenshi in a mocking tone. Lathanial glared and rushed toward the Archangel. But then he was stopped when a ring of swords pointed inches from his neck, he gritted his teeth in resentment. "Now, now, now Lathanial, let's not be too rash," Salas spoke up, "we wouldn't want anything to happen to you before you hear your fate."
"Fuck you, I spit on your fate!" yelled out Lathanial as he spat at the Councils' feet. "Such filth you speak,'' said Ezra disgustedly "your words only pros pone your sentencing."
"Ha, you all make me laugh, you're pathetic." Scowled the smirking Lathanial "Look at you, you so-called High Council, you're just puppets for a sleeping god. No minds of your own, always carrying out empty orders. Do not feel sorry for my fate, pity yourselves!"
Luna, the only female Elder who had been quiet till now, stepped forward and raised her right hand in the air. "Silence!" she demanded, "You shall speak no more. Our Lord has come to a decision regarding your future, it has been written and therefore it is law." She unrolled the parchment and began to read loudly. "Lathanial, corruptor of souls, will now be known as G'mork for he has fallen into devastation. You are here by banished to the despised planet of Gaea, for there is no longer a place for you in heaven. You are no longer a nobleman of power, but will be an ugly demon of the earth. Therefore rejoice, you heavens and you who dwell in them! But woe to Gaea and her sea for you are now cursed with war and sorrow, because the fallen has gone down to you!" The Councilmen gathered around G'mork and with a series of chanted prayer purged G'mork from heaven and sealed him in a tomb under Gaea's earth. Luna held up brilliant crimson jewel. "This will be the key to your fate. May the heavens have mercy on the soul of who might seek this stone, for it will truly bring destruction upon the land!" With that Tenshi took out his war hammer and broke the Bloodstone into five pieces. "Now," he said, "I shall cast these cursed shards in the depths of Gaea, so they can be hidden forever and blind the minds of humans by hiding the sight of Gaea from their eyes. And he cast them to the planet, each hidden thousands of miles away from one another, in the deepest of Gaea's breast, thus hiding Gaea from Earth's sight forever. Tenshi stood then and bowed his head to the council, "The Bloodstone can only be sealed with the blood of an Earthling, a son of Adam or a daughter of Eve, unreachable to Gaea, so the Bloodstone shall remain broken, and the evil one trapped."
Zora watched in horror as his master was cast out of heaven. He wondered how severe his verdict would be. Salas turned to the terrified Zora and pointed with fierce accusation. "And as for you!" He started, but Zora interrupted him as he fell to his knees. "Please have mercy!" be begged. "I ask for your forgiveness and…"
"That is enough! You shall meet a similar fate, my lady, please read him his sentence.
"With pleasure," her eyes scrolled down the parchment." Ah, yes, Zora for your evils you are also banished to the depths of Gaea, you will no longer have a body but will be trapped between limbo and reality as a horrid demon for all of eternity. Also one third of heaven, your followers the betrayers of heaven, will be stripped of their skins and cast into the pits of Gaea, which shall be known as the Underworld, where they shall remain in torment for all eternity. For as long as the Bloodstone remains broken you will be forever contained in your spirit form, powerless and miserable! For it is written and so shall it be done!" The Councilmen formed a circle and once more started their chants of prayer and purged Zora and the corrupted souls to their retribution…
End of Prologue
**Disclaimer**
Escaflowne is owned by (c) Sunrise and/or their respective licensors.
No copyright infringement intended.
This fic and any original characters are owned by H. Zane
"When the Demon Stirs" takes place two years after the end of the series. At first it is a typical V&H continuation, Van and Hitomi are missing each other and are wondering if they'll ever see each other again. But alas, a new threat is emerging, one with the potential to destroy all of Gaea...
Just read it and tell me what you think, this is my first attempt at fan fiction, besides poetry, so please don't be too brutal. Although, constructive criticism is always welcome.
e-mail me at hzane420@yahoo.com for anything.
p.s. I know it's a little corny in the beginning, but I promise it will get better.
thanx 4 readin'
H. zane
On to the fiction.....
When the Demon Stirs ~ An Escaflowne Fan Fic ~
By: H. Zane
It was the wicked who with hands and
words invented death,
considered it a friend, and pined for it,
and made a covenant with it.
~ Book of Wisdom
~ Prologue ~
One thousand years ago…
Cries of death echoed across the vast emptiness of space. The once brilliantly beautiful heavens full of peace and pleasure were now a place of strife and emptiness. The moans and tears and blood mixed and swirled together as war burned through the cracks of heaven's fallen sky. Ethereal beings of light and grace fought valiantly as a traitor struggled for dominance, the traitor who had turned friend against friend, brother against brother…
Atlantis had, not long before that, proven their greatness and betrayal with the creation of Gaea. This news was indeed disturbing to The Council of Heaven and it's master the god of creation. Their treachery against the Creator had caused utter chaos in the heavens. The Elders argued of this atrocity: how could mere mortals drive the strength and power of wishes, what was going to be done about this and how severe the punishment? Surly Atlantis's people did not think claiming themselves as gods could go unpunished, that the creation of a brand new planet would go unnoticed. That was indeed a problem that was not easily solved. Heaven's defenses were down and the council was downright beside themselves, giving perfect opportunity for a revolt.
Lathanial a nobleman of high regard and power had been planning a mutiny for well over a century, waiting for the perfect opportunity to put his plan into action. He had felt mediocre with his peers and especially in the presence of the Elders. He did not like how the heavens was being run, he thought himself to be the only leader worthy of control. With the loyalty of his closest companion, Zora also a nobleman but with lesser respect, Lathanial gathered souls and brainwashed them into his belief and promised them limitless power. Nevertheless a great percentage of heaven was easily convinced and they trained in secret as they waited to make their move. That day came with the enlightenment of Atlantis. They caused an uproar that Lathanial could only have dreamed of. With the council off guard he put the wheel of his plan into motion. He dispersed his army all over the heavens, killing many unsuspecting residents. Heaven was not prepared to do battle with its own people and was very hesitant to fight back. Regrettably the Council had decided to wage war against the traitor, they fought for what seemed like an eternity and still there was no victor. Lathanial wasn't giving up the fight for the throne and the Elders feared for the fate of Heaven.
"Order, order," called the High Councilman, Salas, as he pounded his fist on the table, "how are we ever going to come to a decision if we keep bickering amongst ourselves!" There was a series of grunts and nods in agreement. Gale, another High Councilman spoke up, "Atlantis has the audacity to declare themselves gods, I say we plague their cursed planet! Make the rivers run dry, send locusts to there crops, make there animals barren, we must do something, this sacrilege must not go unpunished!"
"Yes I agree with Gale," said Ezra, one other Council member, "we should drought the land, that would be a fitting punishment!"
"No!" yelled Salas, "why punish the innocent for the evil's doing, our issues lie with the Atlanteans, not Gaea's guiltless inhabitance. There must be another way."
Tenshi, the Archangel, had kept quiet, observing the juvenile squabbles. Soon he could no longer sit in silence. Anger flooded his perfect form as he stood and faced the Councilmen. He spoke in a loud voice that sounded like a hundred bells tolling, "Is that all you think about you silly men? About the punishment of meager mortals, when that traitor is making lost souls of my angels!" Everyone fell silent in embarrassment, Tenshi smirked and looked about the room, he was right, there was a holy war in heaven and that was the priority. "Now that I have your undivided attention," Tenshi continued, "I want to discuss tactics, we now have pushed the enemy to the Great Hills and -
"My Lord, my Lord…" Tenshi was interrupted by a figure running through the Temple's doors, he was hysterical and breathless, blood stained his armor and there was several shallow stab wounds on his exposed skin. Tenshi hurried over to his panting soldier and held him by the shoulders. "What is it Hoshi?" he asked excitedly.
"We, we forced the enemy into the Sakkaku Mountain…" He stopped for a second to catch his breath. Tenshi widened his golden eyes in anticipation. Hoshi continued, "Lethanial is wounded and out numbered, most of his army has either fled or is dead. He has lost and our men now wait for your final decision..."
Sakkaku Mountain was undeniably a miraculous sight, the gray stone shown vividly like diamonds in the sunlight, the mountaintop seemed to stretch to infinity, and snow did not top this mountain, for there is no snow in heaven, instead it was covered with emerald grass and sweet smelling flowers. But today the pleasant fragrance of flowers was masked by the foul smell of iron, as the dead littered the ground. This place was undoubtedly not meant for a scenario of war, but that was certainly what it had become…
Lathanial had retreated in the deepest region on the mountain with his companion Zora. Tenshi's soldiers had them surrounded and with swords drawn held them at bay while they waited patiently for the High Council. It didn't take them long to arrive, the eleven Elders and the Archangel Tenshi approached with triumph in their eyes and a piece of parchment that was rolled and sealed. "You didn't actually think that you could succeed in taking heaven, did you Lathanial?" said Tenshi in a mocking tone. Lathanial glared and rushed toward the Archangel. But then he was stopped when a ring of swords pointed inches from his neck, he gritted his teeth in resentment. "Now, now, now Lathanial, let's not be too rash," Salas spoke up, "we wouldn't want anything to happen to you before you hear your fate."
"Fuck you, I spit on your fate!" yelled out Lathanial as he spat at the Councils' feet. "Such filth you speak,'' said Ezra disgustedly "your words only pros pone your sentencing."
"Ha, you all make me laugh, you're pathetic." Scowled the smirking Lathanial "Look at you, you so-called High Council, you're just puppets for a sleeping god. No minds of your own, always carrying out empty orders. Do not feel sorry for my fate, pity yourselves!"
Luna, the only female Elder who had been quiet till now, stepped forward and raised her right hand in the air. "Silence!" she demanded, "You shall speak no more. Our Lord has come to a decision regarding your future, it has been written and therefore it is law." She unrolled the parchment and began to read loudly. "Lathanial, corruptor of souls, will now be known as G'mork for he has fallen into devastation. You are here by banished to the despised planet of Gaea, for there is no longer a place for you in heaven. You are no longer a nobleman of power, but will be an ugly demon of the earth. Therefore rejoice, you heavens and you who dwell in them! But woe to Gaea and her sea for you are now cursed with war and sorrow, because the fallen has gone down to you!" The Councilmen gathered around G'mork and with a series of chanted prayer purged G'mork from heaven and sealed him in a tomb under Gaea's earth. Luna held up brilliant crimson jewel. "This will be the key to your fate. May the heavens have mercy on the soul of who might seek this stone, for it will truly bring destruction upon the land!" With that Tenshi took out his war hammer and broke the Bloodstone into five pieces. "Now," he said, "I shall cast these cursed shards in the depths of Gaea, so they can be hidden forever and blind the minds of humans by hiding the sight of Gaea from their eyes. And he cast them to the planet, each hidden thousands of miles away from one another, in the deepest of Gaea's breast, thus hiding Gaea from Earth's sight forever. Tenshi stood then and bowed his head to the council, "The Bloodstone can only be sealed with the blood of an Earthling, a son of Adam or a daughter of Eve, unreachable to Gaea, so the Bloodstone shall remain broken, and the evil one trapped."
Zora watched in horror as his master was cast out of heaven. He wondered how severe his verdict would be. Salas turned to the terrified Zora and pointed with fierce accusation. "And as for you!" He started, but Zora interrupted him as he fell to his knees. "Please have mercy!" be begged. "I ask for your forgiveness and…"
"That is enough! You shall meet a similar fate, my lady, please read him his sentence.
"With pleasure," her eyes scrolled down the parchment." Ah, yes, Zora for your evils you are also banished to the depths of Gaea, you will no longer have a body but will be trapped between limbo and reality as a horrid demon for all of eternity. Also one third of heaven, your followers the betrayers of heaven, will be stripped of their skins and cast into the pits of Gaea, which shall be known as the Underworld, where they shall remain in torment for all eternity. For as long as the Bloodstone remains broken you will be forever contained in your spirit form, powerless and miserable! For it is written and so shall it be done!" The Councilmen formed a circle and once more started their chants of prayer and purged Zora and the corrupted souls to their retribution…
End of Prologue
**Disclaimer**
Escaflowne is owned by (c) Sunrise and/or their respective licensors.
No copyright infringement intended.
This fic and any original characters are owned by H. Zane