A/N: Hey!!! Me again!!! Not much to write … just read and enjoy.
Disclaimer: No I don't own Escaflowne or any of it's characters! I'm just using them for this story … believe me if I did Van would be dead, the dragon slayers would be alive, and Dilandau would be whole (no Celena) and burning things!!!
Chapter 6: "Huh? Where am I?!"
Gatti and Miguel took Victoria to Folken's library. They remembered the day they were brought there.
"I don't trust her," Gatti said.
"I dunno what to think. She'd make a valuable slayer … but, she's a female and we don't know where her loyalties lie. She could turn on us and well … you figure it out." Miguel said.
Gatti grinned sadistically "I think she would make a better concubine …"
Miguel and Gatti walked down the long, metal hall, carrying Victoria, their laughter echoing hollowly.
Dallet, Chesta, Viole, and Guimel walked to the infirmary. They all had minor cuts, but nothing major. Their thoughts all drifted on the same golden eyed girl.
"We just got beaten," Viole complained.
"by a girl …" finished Guimel.
"I wonder if she'll pass?" wondered Chesta out loud.
"You wonder?" Dallet joked.
"Yah, I mean think about what just happened!" Viole nudged Chesta then groaned and rubbed his elbow.
Guimel crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled. "How can you joke at a time like this?"
"What do you mean?" asked Dallet.
"We all just got beaten by a female! All six of us verse one girl and we lost …" Guimel said.
"Oh no," groaned Chesta "Lord Dilandau will kill us …"
Miguel and Gatti bowed in front of Folken with unconscious Victoria slumped on the floor in front of them.
"So …" Folken said in a deep, mysterious voice "This is the girl …"
"Yes, Lord Folken." they said.
"You are dismissed," Folken told them "join the other slayers in the infirmary."
"Yes, Lord Folken …" they said and left.
Folken scooped up the girl and put her on one of the couches in the spacious library. He curled a lock of her long, lavender hair around one of his metallic fingers.
"What's the matter with me?!" he thought.
"Either way, if she passes or not, she'll belong to Dilandau." Folken growled.
He just didn't get it. Dilandau was a crazy, non- feeling, bloodthirsty pyro, he-she! (She-he … whatever!!!) How come he had the most loyal men and was the most feared man in Gaea? He was about to curse some more but looked down to see a pair of golden eyes blink sleepily.
"Oh, you're awake I see." he said.
"What ? Folken? Is that you? W-where am I?!" she shot up with a pounding head ache.
"Shhh …" he soothed and gently pushed her down, "I know you have a lot of questions but we have to wait for Dilandau … sorry I have to do this …" he said and pricked her neck.
"Ooh," Victoria groaned and fell back.
Folken stood and walked over to the chair. He started to whistle an old Fanelian song and continued to flip through an old, dusty tomb, waiting for Dilandau.
Gatti, Miguel, Viole, Guimel, Dallet, and Chesta headed for the melef hanger. Dilandau said their first task was to fix the Alseides units that Victoria damaged. All of them could be fixed except for Gatti's. The Drag Energist had been run through. He could fix the melef itself but it would not work without an energist.
Folken was going to go get a wash cloth and other things to clean Victoria's wounds. He'd only be gone a minute and she should be unconscious for about four more hours. As soon as the door clicked shut Victoria shot up and removed the peach-colored foam she had placed around her neck the second she got to the Vione~ anticipating her encounter with Folken. She hopped up, punched in "242" (the code she saw Folken press) and ran.
As soon as they had finished working on the guymelefs they went to the mess hall and ate. Then they headed for their sleeping quarters to rest. Tomorrow Dilandau would make them train to a new extent. Chesta, Dallet, and Miguel shared a room and Gatti, Viole, and Guimel shared another. They showered, changed, then laid down on their cots. Each lost in his own thoughts.
Victoria sprinted down yet another long, metal hall. They didn't seem to end! One after another … every one exactly like the last! She soon felt dizzy and sick but she kept running. She stopped at a forked path. She panted and caught her breath.
"Great …" she thought. "Where now?!"
She heard a voice to the right … one she recognized as Folken.
"What do you mean she escaped?! Find her immediately!"
"Yes, Lord Folken …" another voice replied and she heard footsteps heading her way.
"Kuso!" she silently cursed and ran down the fork to her left.
She came to a door and saw a smudge on the number "7" but no other numbers. She punched in "777" and the door slid open. Seeing a Zaibach soldier turning the corner she lunged into the pitch black room. The door slid closed but she tripped over something warm.
"AHHH!" she just about screamed but her mouth was covered.
"Huh?" she muffled through the hand and turned around.
"Oh!" she breathed a sight of relief.
It was Dallet ... but she was dizzy and her head was pounding.
"D-Dallet?" she said and faded into darkness. "Please don't tell …" she whispered and went unconscious.
2nd A/N: Ooh~ Sorry it was short but that's the end of chapter six!!! E-mail me with any comments!!! Hehehehe~ oh my … what's this??? Victoria/Dilandau? Victoria/Folken?!?! Victoria/Dallet or Victoria/Chesta??? Looks like Dallet and Folken are kind of sweet on her, dontcha think ??? Lol~ but what if Folken's right??? What does he mean she belongs to Dilandau??? ~CrimsonFire
Disclaimer: No I don't own Escaflowne or any of it's characters! I'm just using them for this story … believe me if I did Van would be dead, the dragon slayers would be alive, and Dilandau would be whole (no Celena) and burning things!!!
Chapter 6: "Huh? Where am I?!"
Gatti and Miguel took Victoria to Folken's library. They remembered the day they were brought there.
"I don't trust her," Gatti said.
"I dunno what to think. She'd make a valuable slayer … but, she's a female and we don't know where her loyalties lie. She could turn on us and well … you figure it out." Miguel said.
Gatti grinned sadistically "I think she would make a better concubine …"
Miguel and Gatti walked down the long, metal hall, carrying Victoria, their laughter echoing hollowly.
Dallet, Chesta, Viole, and Guimel walked to the infirmary. They all had minor cuts, but nothing major. Their thoughts all drifted on the same golden eyed girl.
"We just got beaten," Viole complained.
"by a girl …" finished Guimel.
"I wonder if she'll pass?" wondered Chesta out loud.
"You wonder?" Dallet joked.
"Yah, I mean think about what just happened!" Viole nudged Chesta then groaned and rubbed his elbow.
Guimel crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled. "How can you joke at a time like this?"
"What do you mean?" asked Dallet.
"We all just got beaten by a female! All six of us verse one girl and we lost …" Guimel said.
"Oh no," groaned Chesta "Lord Dilandau will kill us …"
Miguel and Gatti bowed in front of Folken with unconscious Victoria slumped on the floor in front of them.
"So …" Folken said in a deep, mysterious voice "This is the girl …"
"Yes, Lord Folken." they said.
"You are dismissed," Folken told them "join the other slayers in the infirmary."
"Yes, Lord Folken …" they said and left.
Folken scooped up the girl and put her on one of the couches in the spacious library. He curled a lock of her long, lavender hair around one of his metallic fingers.
"What's the matter with me?!" he thought.
"Either way, if she passes or not, she'll belong to Dilandau." Folken growled.
He just didn't get it. Dilandau was a crazy, non- feeling, bloodthirsty pyro, he-she! (She-he … whatever!!!) How come he had the most loyal men and was the most feared man in Gaea? He was about to curse some more but looked down to see a pair of golden eyes blink sleepily.
"Oh, you're awake I see." he said.
"What ? Folken? Is that you? W-where am I?!" she shot up with a pounding head ache.
"Shhh …" he soothed and gently pushed her down, "I know you have a lot of questions but we have to wait for Dilandau … sorry I have to do this …" he said and pricked her neck.
"Ooh," Victoria groaned and fell back.
Folken stood and walked over to the chair. He started to whistle an old Fanelian song and continued to flip through an old, dusty tomb, waiting for Dilandau.
Gatti, Miguel, Viole, Guimel, Dallet, and Chesta headed for the melef hanger. Dilandau said their first task was to fix the Alseides units that Victoria damaged. All of them could be fixed except for Gatti's. The Drag Energist had been run through. He could fix the melef itself but it would not work without an energist.
Folken was going to go get a wash cloth and other things to clean Victoria's wounds. He'd only be gone a minute and she should be unconscious for about four more hours. As soon as the door clicked shut Victoria shot up and removed the peach-colored foam she had placed around her neck the second she got to the Vione~ anticipating her encounter with Folken. She hopped up, punched in "242" (the code she saw Folken press) and ran.
As soon as they had finished working on the guymelefs they went to the mess hall and ate. Then they headed for their sleeping quarters to rest. Tomorrow Dilandau would make them train to a new extent. Chesta, Dallet, and Miguel shared a room and Gatti, Viole, and Guimel shared another. They showered, changed, then laid down on their cots. Each lost in his own thoughts.
Victoria sprinted down yet another long, metal hall. They didn't seem to end! One after another … every one exactly like the last! She soon felt dizzy and sick but she kept running. She stopped at a forked path. She panted and caught her breath.
"Great …" she thought. "Where now?!"
She heard a voice to the right … one she recognized as Folken.
"What do you mean she escaped?! Find her immediately!"
"Yes, Lord Folken …" another voice replied and she heard footsteps heading her way.
"Kuso!" she silently cursed and ran down the fork to her left.
She came to a door and saw a smudge on the number "7" but no other numbers. She punched in "777" and the door slid open. Seeing a Zaibach soldier turning the corner she lunged into the pitch black room. The door slid closed but she tripped over something warm.
"AHHH!" she just about screamed but her mouth was covered.
"Huh?" she muffled through the hand and turned around.
"Oh!" she breathed a sight of relief.
It was Dallet ... but she was dizzy and her head was pounding.
"D-Dallet?" she said and faded into darkness. "Please don't tell …" she whispered and went unconscious.
2nd A/N: Ooh~ Sorry it was short but that's the end of chapter six!!! E-mail me with any comments!!! Hehehehe~ oh my … what's this??? Victoria/Dilandau? Victoria/Folken?!?! Victoria/Dallet or Victoria/Chesta??? Looks like Dallet and Folken are kind of sweet on her, dontcha think ??? Lol~ but what if Folken's right??? What does he mean she belongs to Dilandau??? ~CrimsonFire