A/N: Ok!!! Chapter 11!!! Bout' time, eh??? Lol~ I'm fresh out of ideas … I wanted to co-write this with Navi/Ry … but he said it was too far in the fic. I'm hoping he may write the sequel with me because he always has such great ideas for this fic!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Escaflowne's or Slayers'!!! OK?! OK?!
Chapter 11: "Little things can mean Big Mistakes"
Victoria and the other six slayers had just gotten to the sleeping quarters.
"So how did you like your first day here?" asked Chesta.
"I'm a little sore …" Victoria laughed, "but I enjoyed it very much."
"I'm glad." Miguel smiled …
"Hahahaha~ we didn't have to run 200 laps around the gym our first day though …" Viole suppressed a smile.
They all laughed and agreed.
"Heh, sorry about the sword fight Miguel … No hard feelings I hope?" Victoria side glanced at the hallway … Sure enough her new room was there! Right across from the other slayers!!!
"I'm tired guys. I'm gonna catch some Z's …"
"Yah, us too …" agreed the other slayers.
Victoria waited until the other six had entered their rooms until she punched in her code: 321 … (after all … the whole point of having her own room was so no guys would try anything while she slept right? I mean face it … this is the women-starved Vione …) She sighed and looked around … her room was way nicer then the guy's!!!
On the far side there was a balcony. To her left was a four-poster, queen-size bed with satin sheets. (Author here … a girl can dream … can't she?! … Anyways … back to the fic …)
To the right she had a bathroom, and next to that a closet with draws. At the foot of her bed there was a chest and a long pole with a circular hole. She walked up to it and looked confused.
"What's this for?" she wondered. She looked at it closer and figured it out. How convenient! It was a place to hold her sword while she slept! Now that she was at the foot of her bed she saw that neatly folded and placed on her pillow was a lavender nightgown with spaghetti straps. She held it up to the light. She loved it on the Vione already … she put it down and stubbed her toe.
"ITAI!" she yelped and looked down.
She hit her foot on the night stand by her bed. Heh, they even gave her a night stand.
Victoria went into the bathroom and changed. Compared to her slayers uniform and armor, her knee-high night-gown felt like nothing at all. She brushed her hair and looked in the mirror. Lavender hair and golden eyes is what she saw look back at her. She wondered how she ever made it on earth. She felt a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Here on Gaea she didn't half to feel like she didn't belong. On this planet there were all sorts of people. People with red and purple eyes … and maybe even people with blue and green hair for all she knew … I mean … heck, if they had cat people why not??? She remembered her other favorite anime series … Slayers. They had even weirder things and people. Her face lit up. In the Slayers series people could use magic and cast spells. She shrugged. It was worth a try. If it didn't work it was worth a laugh. She was an anime character now and on Gaea who knows what could happen! (In my fic when she woke up on Gaea she was turned into an anime version of her flesh self, ok?) She thought which spell to use.
"Which one should I try?" she thought.
Their were only four that she knew that weren't harmful.
"There are the two flying spells, healing, and the light spell."
She looked at her leg. She had cut it on a rock when she landed on Gaea and there was still a scar there.
"Healing power of glowing white!!!" she said holding her hand over the scar.
White light emanated from her hand and warmth spread through her leg. Victoria gaped. She had not anticipated it to work!!! Her eyes bulged and she covered her mouth. What should she do?! She decided the smartest thing to do was not say anything. She would train using her powers and develop them when they had extra hours or at night. She didn't want to keep this from the others but this was something she had to do. Victoria decided to sleep on it and think about it when her head was clear the next day. She walked over to her bed, crawled under the covers, whispered a small thank you to God, turned out the lamp, and closed her eyes. She drifted into a deep sleep and had the same dream she had every night. Van screamed in agony in her dream.
"MMOOOEEEEERRROOOO …" she whispered happily in her sleep. She was so content she didn't hear her door slide open ( If you haven't read this OR if I change who it is … *Author hears reader's hearts stop in suspense* … HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! I'm so evil … what's this? You want to know who this midnight intruder is? You want to know how they got in? WHY DON'T YOU WANNA TALK TO ME?! *Humph!* FINE!!! BACK TO THE FIC …)
The figure in the shadows stepped in and the door behind him slid shut without a sound. He walked up to her bed without making a sound. He shakily reached a hand out and it hovered centimeters above her peaceful, sleeping form. He traced her every curve with his finger above her sleeping body. You could make out his eyes in the dark. They had a predatory gleam in them. Victoria shivered, clutching the sheet closer to her. The intruder took a step back. He'd come back another time. The girl looked like she was about to wake up. He walked back to the door, took one last longing glance and pressed in the code. He was in such a rush he didn't notice the small, crumpled object fall from his hand. He went back to the room he occupied.
"I will have her." he swore under his breath. "There is no doubt about that."
Victoria shot up in her bed. She could have sworn she felt a presence there.
"Is anyone there???" she asked turning on the lamp.
Her answer was silence, and there was clearly no one there but Victoria. She walked up to the balcony (almost tripping on her bag … yup, that's right! Remember it was brought with her to Gaea? Well, it was brought to her room so she has all that stuff in her bag.) Once she opened the balcony doors a cool breeze played with her hair. She would have woken up in an hour anyway so she might as well get ready for the day. She padded up to where she kept her uniform.
"What's this?" she asked, bending down and picking up the object the intruder dropped.
She gasped. "Oh Dear Gaea … I left this in the shower room … that means some one picked it up and paid me a visit last night …" She felt her knees get weak as she sunk to the floor.
Victoria acted immediately. She dressed, did her hair, grabbed her sword, and a little object she remembered was still in her bag. "321" … she punched in and jogged up to Folken's library.
"242" she punched in and coughed in a way to announce her arrival.
"Slayer Victoria. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Folken emerged from the shadows.
"Lord Folken …" she bowed.
"You may stand …" Folken told her.
"Thank you, Lord Folken. I needed to address to you two subjects. The first is when I arrived on Gaea I slew a dragon and took the energist. I wish for you to take it in the place of the energist I destroyed in Slayer Gatti's guymelef."
"Very well …" Folken said taking the energist from her. "What other matter did you need to discuss?"
"I believe someone found the code to my room and paid me a visit last night." Victoria told him.
"I see …" said Folken. "I'm afraid nothing can be done for a week until we get a proper technician to fix it and change your code. Until then you'll just have to be on alert …" Folken said.
"Yes, Lord Folken … thank you …"
"Is that all you needed?"
"Yes, Lord Folken."
"Good. You are dismissed … I do believe the other slayers should be in the Mess Hall right now … you should join them …"
"Yes, Lord Folken," she said and padded off to the Mess Hall to start another day of training.
2nd A/N: What did you think?! Two new additions to this story. Someone knows the code to her room, and they don't have good intentions ... If you review I want you to tell me who you think it is in your review. And Victoria can cast spells! Very interesting indeed, huh? You see something as little as that piece of paper? I told you earlier to pay attention to every detail. I'm going to make changes soon … keep reading … Well, I have to go now … but be sure to e-mail me, ok?! ~CrimsonFire
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Escaflowne's or Slayers'!!! OK?! OK?!
Chapter 11: "Little things can mean Big Mistakes"
Victoria and the other six slayers had just gotten to the sleeping quarters.
"So how did you like your first day here?" asked Chesta.
"I'm a little sore …" Victoria laughed, "but I enjoyed it very much."
"I'm glad." Miguel smiled …
"Hahahaha~ we didn't have to run 200 laps around the gym our first day though …" Viole suppressed a smile.
They all laughed and agreed.
"Heh, sorry about the sword fight Miguel … No hard feelings I hope?" Victoria side glanced at the hallway … Sure enough her new room was there! Right across from the other slayers!!!
"I'm tired guys. I'm gonna catch some Z's …"
"Yah, us too …" agreed the other slayers.
Victoria waited until the other six had entered their rooms until she punched in her code: 321 … (after all … the whole point of having her own room was so no guys would try anything while she slept right? I mean face it … this is the women-starved Vione …) She sighed and looked around … her room was way nicer then the guy's!!!
On the far side there was a balcony. To her left was a four-poster, queen-size bed with satin sheets. (Author here … a girl can dream … can't she?! … Anyways … back to the fic …)
To the right she had a bathroom, and next to that a closet with draws. At the foot of her bed there was a chest and a long pole with a circular hole. She walked up to it and looked confused.
"What's this for?" she wondered. She looked at it closer and figured it out. How convenient! It was a place to hold her sword while she slept! Now that she was at the foot of her bed she saw that neatly folded and placed on her pillow was a lavender nightgown with spaghetti straps. She held it up to the light. She loved it on the Vione already … she put it down and stubbed her toe.
"ITAI!" she yelped and looked down.
She hit her foot on the night stand by her bed. Heh, they even gave her a night stand.
Victoria went into the bathroom and changed. Compared to her slayers uniform and armor, her knee-high night-gown felt like nothing at all. She brushed her hair and looked in the mirror. Lavender hair and golden eyes is what she saw look back at her. She wondered how she ever made it on earth. She felt a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Here on Gaea she didn't half to feel like she didn't belong. On this planet there were all sorts of people. People with red and purple eyes … and maybe even people with blue and green hair for all she knew … I mean … heck, if they had cat people why not??? She remembered her other favorite anime series … Slayers. They had even weirder things and people. Her face lit up. In the Slayers series people could use magic and cast spells. She shrugged. It was worth a try. If it didn't work it was worth a laugh. She was an anime character now and on Gaea who knows what could happen! (In my fic when she woke up on Gaea she was turned into an anime version of her flesh self, ok?) She thought which spell to use.
"Which one should I try?" she thought.
Their were only four that she knew that weren't harmful.
"There are the two flying spells, healing, and the light spell."
She looked at her leg. She had cut it on a rock when she landed on Gaea and there was still a scar there.
"Healing power of glowing white!!!" she said holding her hand over the scar.
White light emanated from her hand and warmth spread through her leg. Victoria gaped. She had not anticipated it to work!!! Her eyes bulged and she covered her mouth. What should she do?! She decided the smartest thing to do was not say anything. She would train using her powers and develop them when they had extra hours or at night. She didn't want to keep this from the others but this was something she had to do. Victoria decided to sleep on it and think about it when her head was clear the next day. She walked over to her bed, crawled under the covers, whispered a small thank you to God, turned out the lamp, and closed her eyes. She drifted into a deep sleep and had the same dream she had every night. Van screamed in agony in her dream.
"MMOOOEEEEERRROOOO …" she whispered happily in her sleep. She was so content she didn't hear her door slide open ( If you haven't read this OR if I change who it is … *Author hears reader's hearts stop in suspense* … HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! I'm so evil … what's this? You want to know who this midnight intruder is? You want to know how they got in? WHY DON'T YOU WANNA TALK TO ME?! *Humph!* FINE!!! BACK TO THE FIC …)
The figure in the shadows stepped in and the door behind him slid shut without a sound. He walked up to her bed without making a sound. He shakily reached a hand out and it hovered centimeters above her peaceful, sleeping form. He traced her every curve with his finger above her sleeping body. You could make out his eyes in the dark. They had a predatory gleam in them. Victoria shivered, clutching the sheet closer to her. The intruder took a step back. He'd come back another time. The girl looked like she was about to wake up. He walked back to the door, took one last longing glance and pressed in the code. He was in such a rush he didn't notice the small, crumpled object fall from his hand. He went back to the room he occupied.
"I will have her." he swore under his breath. "There is no doubt about that."
Victoria shot up in her bed. She could have sworn she felt a presence there.
"Is anyone there???" she asked turning on the lamp.
Her answer was silence, and there was clearly no one there but Victoria. She walked up to the balcony (almost tripping on her bag … yup, that's right! Remember it was brought with her to Gaea? Well, it was brought to her room so she has all that stuff in her bag.) Once she opened the balcony doors a cool breeze played with her hair. She would have woken up in an hour anyway so she might as well get ready for the day. She padded up to where she kept her uniform.
"What's this?" she asked, bending down and picking up the object the intruder dropped.
She gasped. "Oh Dear Gaea … I left this in the shower room … that means some one picked it up and paid me a visit last night …" She felt her knees get weak as she sunk to the floor.
Victoria acted immediately. She dressed, did her hair, grabbed her sword, and a little object she remembered was still in her bag. "321" … she punched in and jogged up to Folken's library.
"242" she punched in and coughed in a way to announce her arrival.
"Slayer Victoria. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Folken emerged from the shadows.
"Lord Folken …" she bowed.
"You may stand …" Folken told her.
"Thank you, Lord Folken. I needed to address to you two subjects. The first is when I arrived on Gaea I slew a dragon and took the energist. I wish for you to take it in the place of the energist I destroyed in Slayer Gatti's guymelef."
"Very well …" Folken said taking the energist from her. "What other matter did you need to discuss?"
"I believe someone found the code to my room and paid me a visit last night." Victoria told him.
"I see …" said Folken. "I'm afraid nothing can be done for a week until we get a proper technician to fix it and change your code. Until then you'll just have to be on alert …" Folken said.
"Yes, Lord Folken … thank you …"
"Is that all you needed?"
"Yes, Lord Folken."
"Good. You are dismissed … I do believe the other slayers should be in the Mess Hall right now … you should join them …"
"Yes, Lord Folken," she said and padded off to the Mess Hall to start another day of training.
2nd A/N: What did you think?! Two new additions to this story. Someone knows the code to her room, and they don't have good intentions ... If you review I want you to tell me who you think it is in your review. And Victoria can cast spells! Very interesting indeed, huh? You see something as little as that piece of paper? I told you earlier to pay attention to every detail. I'm going to make changes soon … keep reading … Well, I have to go now … but be sure to e-mail me, ok?! ~CrimsonFire