Wings of an Angel
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne or Van or Hitomi! * Sobs * I don't own Hitomi's family either, or any of the other characters! *If only*
A/N: I think that Hitomi and Van make the best match in Escaflowne, and I wrote this fanfic after Hitomi went home to the Mystic Moon. Hitomi will find out a family secret that could change her life forever! Will she return to Van? Anyway peeps, I'm revising this, PAINFULLY SLOWLY, but I AM making a SMALL amount of progress. Too much to do! * Sigh * I hope ya like it, tell me if there's something you'd like to add or take away, all suggestions are welcomed and appreciated, just NO FLAMES! Oh yeah, and read the sequel, "Winged Destinies: Sequel to "Wings of an Angel" if you read the full version already. The revised addition is sure to be better written, make more sense, less errors, less ooc, (I hadn't seen the whole Esca series when writing some of this), and with a few new plot twists. I'll also shorten the number of chapters by combining and change it so the plot isn't so rushed! So, Enjoy! R+R! ^_^
Itooshii- lovely, beloved child
Aishiteru- I love you
Hanase- Let go! Let me go!
Chapter 1: Sweet Memories
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Van gazed out the window from his bedroom. A breeze tossed his raven colored hair in the wind. The wind seemed to carry a haunting melody of his lost love. 'Oh Hitomi,' Van sighed.
Hitomi had left a few weeks ago, and his heart just didn't beat like it used to. When he tried to fly, his wings wouldn't cooperate. The stars seemed dull and lifeless and the mystic moon was dark and an unwelcoming sight.
'I should have never let her go, how could I have been so stupid!' Van beat himself up mentally.
'Now she's gone, my angel is gone...'
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Hitomi lay on her bed in her room, all was dark, the lightning cracked outside her window, once in a while briefly illuminating the tears staining her face. She reached to clutch her pendant, but she had forgotten, it was no longer there, she had given it to the boy she loved. Yukari and Amano kept calling her, but she didn't have the heart to pick up the phone. Her bright, emerald eyes seemed dull and the spark that had ignited them so, seemed to have gone out. "Van," was the only word she seemed to be able to say.
"Oh Gaea, how I miss you..."
'I'm so fickled,' she thought to herself, 'On Gaea I missed my home on Earth, and on earth I feel like my real home is Gaea!' Hitomi sighed in deep frustration.
'I'm so confused...'
Getting up, she plodded over to her dresser where her Tarot cards lay, untouched since her return.
'Maybe they can help me understand.'
"No, Van lost everything for Folken's dream of a Gaea where no one would rely on anything. He wouldn't want me to use these anymore." She picked up the cards, thumbing through the familiar images.
"Il Sole, La Forza, Il Monde, La Ludta, Il Pazzo, L'Amore, Il Giudizio, Oh no..."
"Le Morte, the death card. How I despise this card..." Suddenly, she was surrounded by the horrible feeling of doom and destruction and most importantly, death. It was chilling to the bone and it made her shriek as it felt like her flesh was being ripped from her body.
"HANASE!" She screamed, bloody tears trickling down her pale cheeks.
She saw flashes of so many deaths, many she recognized, many that looked strangely familiar, and some she had no clue of their identities. It didn't matter, because they were all dead. Then, he fell prey to Le Morte too; it was her beloved, Van. He choked on his own blood, and fell dead to the floor, black wings outstretched as he breathed his last.
She returned from the horrible vision and pulled the card from the deck, ripping it into little pieces and throwing it in the nearby trash can.
"Now you can no longer torment me." She smiled happy that the burden of that despicable card no longer lay upon her, trying to forget those horrible images.
"Hitomi," her mom shouted, "Lunch is ready!"
"I'll be right down," Hitomi replied without much enthusiasm, but she couldn't resist shooting a triumphant grin at the pieces of death that could no longer consume her.
As she headed down the stairs, she gazed at a framed photo on the wall. There they were. Her father with Hitomi on his shoulders, that stupid grin spread across her face. Her mother sat to the side with her little brother bundled up on her lap, she was beaming. They looked so happy. She felt like she wasn't a part of that once close family, she felt like a stranger, gazing into a life she'd never again experience. She knew her life would never be the same again... Like it had been before she had left her family and friends and the blue pillar of light had whisked her into the heavens, with that strange boy, Van.
Her brother acted like she must have suffered greatly wherever she'd been. He treated her as though she were a china doll, and the smallest thing could shatter her into millions of pieces. He chose his words carefully, no longer constantly teasing her or invading her privacy.
She had felt quite cared for when on the day she had returned he had given her a hug saying, "I missed you Hitomi."
He always called her by her name now, never "Sis," or "Weirdo," or "Teenage Freak," or any of the old names he had called her before. It was as if he had forgotten how to say, "Hitomi," and his mouth was stuck on the word.
Her father, well she didn't know what to say about him, he had disappeared when she was very young, mother never mentioned him, she didn't know if they were divorced, or he was dead, or in the army, or if it was something else. Hitomi felt guilty about lying to Van, talking about the father she knew almost nothing about. She found she could cope with her fatherless situation if she lied about it, making up a warm family life with an annoying brother, a LIVING grandmother, a caring mother, and a laughing father. She had seen her mother cry many nights after father left, and whenever she was, she always cradled something in her hands, Hitomi still didn't know what it was. She knew her mother still weeped for him, and Hitomi was surprised as a young girl she never went out with another guy, but as she grew older, she realized how much mother had been in love with him. Sure, Hitomi remembered a FEW things about her dad. She recollected the picnics, the walks by the ocean, the stories he would read her every night before she fell asleep, when he'd bring home candy for her and not tell her mother who disapproved. He was her best friend, but then, he just wasn't there when she woke up, and she had had nothing left of that warm, cheery, person who had brought such joy to her life. It was on that day, 10 years ago, when Hitomi's world shattered.
Hitomi fought back tears at the memory of the day before father vanished. She also remembered a blur of white, and a soft thing resting in her palm, as her father looked so sad. She didn't understand most of it. It was all too confusing and too far back to make clear.
Her mother had just smiled at her ever since she had returned, she never seemed to want to let her eyes off her, like she was afraid she would be gone in an instant if her eyes went astray. Hitomi was too depressed to go to school, so her mother hired a tutor for her studies, while her brother still had to hop on the bus each morning or walk the long way to his Elementary school. When father disappeared her mother had set up a sort of altar in the backyard. It was a smooth stone about as tall as her mother kneeling down, inscribed in it was the word, 'HOPE' in big bold letters. When Hitomi had returned she often saw her mother kneeling there, crying happy tears, and thanking God for Hitomi's return to her.
Hitomi felt cold to both of them. After all the pain she had experienced, all the emotions that were still bottled up inside her, she just couldn't bear to speak with them or anyone else. She felt detached from them, as though she was no longer a part of this world. As she sat down in her chair at the table she fiddled with her chopsticks, moving her food back and fourth across the plate. She wasn't hungry. How could she be hungry when her one true love was gone, and she would never see him again?
She was interrupted from her thoughts by her mother's soothing tone.
"So Hitomi? How was your day?"
"Good, I guess." Hitomi mumbled.
"I saw some lovely birds at the park. Their feathers were the same color as Van's..." She stopped herself abruptly, knowing that her family knew nothing of the experience that changed her life forever. She felt very stupid and alone and sighed sadly that this was yet another thing she couldn't share with them.
"What was that Hitomi?" Her mother inquired.
"Oh nothing." She muttered as she bit into a piece of fruit, letting the sweet juice flow over her tongue.
"Hey Hitomi! Guess what? Miss Sarei gave me an 'A' on my report on Isaac Newton! Isn't that cool? I've never gotten such a good grade from her! Too bad ol' Newton is so boring, he should have thought of something more interesting to do with his time!"
'If only you knew...' Hitomi shuddered at the familiar name. Isaac renamed Dornkirk, Emperor of Zaibach. The name gave her Goosebumps.
She quickly ate a little rice to satisfy her mother and then excused herself to return to her room.
In her room, she started sorting through her duffel bag.
'It holds so many memories,' she thought to herself.
'So many memories.'
She pulled out a dress Millerna had given her at her stay in the palace of Asturia. A flower from Selena, Hitomi missed Allen's sweet little sister.
A wad of cash from Dryden, 'Well that's no surprise she thought to herself,' as she rolled her eyes.
Merle had sent along what she had called, 'Proper clothing,' she would have fit right in wearing the dresses on Gaea, but her friends would think she had gone over the deep end if she wore them now.
Allen had given her a sword, 'How original,' she thought to herself in disgust. She didn't know why he had given her one since she still didn't know how to fight with such a weapon.
'If I had stuck around, maybe I could've convinced Van to teach me,' she sighed and looked out the window.
Returning to the bag, she noticed that she had reached the bottom, and she gently pulled out a pearly white feather and held it in her cupped hands.
'O-oh V-Van,' she stuttered out as she started to cry, she couldn't hold the tears in any longer, and they soaked the feather.
'How I wish I was with you right now.' And suddenly, the pillar of blue light appeared...
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A/N: More when I get the chance! Review! Arigatou, Ja ne! ^_^
~Trunks Gal~
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne or Van or Hitomi! * Sobs * I don't own Hitomi's family either, or any of the other characters! *If only*
A/N: I think that Hitomi and Van make the best match in Escaflowne, and I wrote this fanfic after Hitomi went home to the Mystic Moon. Hitomi will find out a family secret that could change her life forever! Will she return to Van? Anyway peeps, I'm revising this, PAINFULLY SLOWLY, but I AM making a SMALL amount of progress. Too much to do! * Sigh * I hope ya like it, tell me if there's something you'd like to add or take away, all suggestions are welcomed and appreciated, just NO FLAMES! Oh yeah, and read the sequel, "Winged Destinies: Sequel to "Wings of an Angel" if you read the full version already. The revised addition is sure to be better written, make more sense, less errors, less ooc, (I hadn't seen the whole Esca series when writing some of this), and with a few new plot twists. I'll also shorten the number of chapters by combining and change it so the plot isn't so rushed! So, Enjoy! R+R! ^_^
Itooshii- lovely, beloved child
Aishiteru- I love you
Hanase- Let go! Let me go!
Chapter 1: Sweet Memories
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Van gazed out the window from his bedroom. A breeze tossed his raven colored hair in the wind. The wind seemed to carry a haunting melody of his lost love. 'Oh Hitomi,' Van sighed.
Hitomi had left a few weeks ago, and his heart just didn't beat like it used to. When he tried to fly, his wings wouldn't cooperate. The stars seemed dull and lifeless and the mystic moon was dark and an unwelcoming sight.
'I should have never let her go, how could I have been so stupid!' Van beat himself up mentally.
'Now she's gone, my angel is gone...'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hitomi lay on her bed in her room, all was dark, the lightning cracked outside her window, once in a while briefly illuminating the tears staining her face. She reached to clutch her pendant, but she had forgotten, it was no longer there, she had given it to the boy she loved. Yukari and Amano kept calling her, but she didn't have the heart to pick up the phone. Her bright, emerald eyes seemed dull and the spark that had ignited them so, seemed to have gone out. "Van," was the only word she seemed to be able to say.
"Oh Gaea, how I miss you..."
'I'm so fickled,' she thought to herself, 'On Gaea I missed my home on Earth, and on earth I feel like my real home is Gaea!' Hitomi sighed in deep frustration.
'I'm so confused...'
Getting up, she plodded over to her dresser where her Tarot cards lay, untouched since her return.
'Maybe they can help me understand.'
"No, Van lost everything for Folken's dream of a Gaea where no one would rely on anything. He wouldn't want me to use these anymore." She picked up the cards, thumbing through the familiar images.
"Il Sole, La Forza, Il Monde, La Ludta, Il Pazzo, L'Amore, Il Giudizio, Oh no..."
"Le Morte, the death card. How I despise this card..." Suddenly, she was surrounded by the horrible feeling of doom and destruction and most importantly, death. It was chilling to the bone and it made her shriek as it felt like her flesh was being ripped from her body.
"HANASE!" She screamed, bloody tears trickling down her pale cheeks.
She saw flashes of so many deaths, many she recognized, many that looked strangely familiar, and some she had no clue of their identities. It didn't matter, because they were all dead. Then, he fell prey to Le Morte too; it was her beloved, Van. He choked on his own blood, and fell dead to the floor, black wings outstretched as he breathed his last.
She returned from the horrible vision and pulled the card from the deck, ripping it into little pieces and throwing it in the nearby trash can.
"Now you can no longer torment me." She smiled happy that the burden of that despicable card no longer lay upon her, trying to forget those horrible images.
"Hitomi," her mom shouted, "Lunch is ready!"
"I'll be right down," Hitomi replied without much enthusiasm, but she couldn't resist shooting a triumphant grin at the pieces of death that could no longer consume her.
As she headed down the stairs, she gazed at a framed photo on the wall. There they were. Her father with Hitomi on his shoulders, that stupid grin spread across her face. Her mother sat to the side with her little brother bundled up on her lap, she was beaming. They looked so happy. She felt like she wasn't a part of that once close family, she felt like a stranger, gazing into a life she'd never again experience. She knew her life would never be the same again... Like it had been before she had left her family and friends and the blue pillar of light had whisked her into the heavens, with that strange boy, Van.
Her brother acted like she must have suffered greatly wherever she'd been. He treated her as though she were a china doll, and the smallest thing could shatter her into millions of pieces. He chose his words carefully, no longer constantly teasing her or invading her privacy.
She had felt quite cared for when on the day she had returned he had given her a hug saying, "I missed you Hitomi."
He always called her by her name now, never "Sis," or "Weirdo," or "Teenage Freak," or any of the old names he had called her before. It was as if he had forgotten how to say, "Hitomi," and his mouth was stuck on the word.
Her father, well she didn't know what to say about him, he had disappeared when she was very young, mother never mentioned him, she didn't know if they were divorced, or he was dead, or in the army, or if it was something else. Hitomi felt guilty about lying to Van, talking about the father she knew almost nothing about. She found she could cope with her fatherless situation if she lied about it, making up a warm family life with an annoying brother, a LIVING grandmother, a caring mother, and a laughing father. She had seen her mother cry many nights after father left, and whenever she was, she always cradled something in her hands, Hitomi still didn't know what it was. She knew her mother still weeped for him, and Hitomi was surprised as a young girl she never went out with another guy, but as she grew older, she realized how much mother had been in love with him. Sure, Hitomi remembered a FEW things about her dad. She recollected the picnics, the walks by the ocean, the stories he would read her every night before she fell asleep, when he'd bring home candy for her and not tell her mother who disapproved. He was her best friend, but then, he just wasn't there when she woke up, and she had had nothing left of that warm, cheery, person who had brought such joy to her life. It was on that day, 10 years ago, when Hitomi's world shattered.
Hitomi fought back tears at the memory of the day before father vanished. She also remembered a blur of white, and a soft thing resting in her palm, as her father looked so sad. She didn't understand most of it. It was all too confusing and too far back to make clear.
Her mother had just smiled at her ever since she had returned, she never seemed to want to let her eyes off her, like she was afraid she would be gone in an instant if her eyes went astray. Hitomi was too depressed to go to school, so her mother hired a tutor for her studies, while her brother still had to hop on the bus each morning or walk the long way to his Elementary school. When father disappeared her mother had set up a sort of altar in the backyard. It was a smooth stone about as tall as her mother kneeling down, inscribed in it was the word, 'HOPE' in big bold letters. When Hitomi had returned she often saw her mother kneeling there, crying happy tears, and thanking God for Hitomi's return to her.
Hitomi felt cold to both of them. After all the pain she had experienced, all the emotions that were still bottled up inside her, she just couldn't bear to speak with them or anyone else. She felt detached from them, as though she was no longer a part of this world. As she sat down in her chair at the table she fiddled with her chopsticks, moving her food back and fourth across the plate. She wasn't hungry. How could she be hungry when her one true love was gone, and she would never see him again?
She was interrupted from her thoughts by her mother's soothing tone.
"So Hitomi? How was your day?"
"Good, I guess." Hitomi mumbled.
"I saw some lovely birds at the park. Their feathers were the same color as Van's..." She stopped herself abruptly, knowing that her family knew nothing of the experience that changed her life forever. She felt very stupid and alone and sighed sadly that this was yet another thing she couldn't share with them.
"What was that Hitomi?" Her mother inquired.
"Oh nothing." She muttered as she bit into a piece of fruit, letting the sweet juice flow over her tongue.
"Hey Hitomi! Guess what? Miss Sarei gave me an 'A' on my report on Isaac Newton! Isn't that cool? I've never gotten such a good grade from her! Too bad ol' Newton is so boring, he should have thought of something more interesting to do with his time!"
'If only you knew...' Hitomi shuddered at the familiar name. Isaac renamed Dornkirk, Emperor of Zaibach. The name gave her Goosebumps.
She quickly ate a little rice to satisfy her mother and then excused herself to return to her room.
In her room, she started sorting through her duffel bag.
'It holds so many memories,' she thought to herself.
'So many memories.'
She pulled out a dress Millerna had given her at her stay in the palace of Asturia. A flower from Selena, Hitomi missed Allen's sweet little sister.
A wad of cash from Dryden, 'Well that's no surprise she thought to herself,' as she rolled her eyes.
Merle had sent along what she had called, 'Proper clothing,' she would have fit right in wearing the dresses on Gaea, but her friends would think she had gone over the deep end if she wore them now.
Allen had given her a sword, 'How original,' she thought to herself in disgust. She didn't know why he had given her one since she still didn't know how to fight with such a weapon.
'If I had stuck around, maybe I could've convinced Van to teach me,' she sighed and looked out the window.
Returning to the bag, she noticed that she had reached the bottom, and she gently pulled out a pearly white feather and held it in her cupped hands.
'O-oh V-Van,' she stuttered out as she started to cry, she couldn't hold the tears in any longer, and they soaked the feather.
'How I wish I was with you right now.' And suddenly, the pillar of blue light appeared...
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A/N: More when I get the chance! Review! Arigatou, Ja ne! ^_^
~Trunks Gal~