Disclaimer: I don't own Esca, if I did, it would be quite odd, and at this point, more depressing than it already is... * Forever and Ever comes to mind... * Darn it, why does it have such a crappy ending? UGH! * Throws sharp objects at TV * UGH! BANDAI BETTER MAKE A SEQUEL SOMEDAY, OR THEY'LL ANSWER TO ME! * Not like that's saying much, cough cough * Well, sorry for my usual ranting, just ignore it and enjoy the fic... (In case you haven't figured it out by now, all original characters are MINE!)
A/N: I am SOOO sorry everybody, I don't know where that last chapter came from, I've been cut off from my caffeine, and it was 12:30, I must have been in a dramatic mood I guess, that was NOT my usual style, too depressing... I warn you, some parts of the next few chapters will probably be similar, but as I promised, it WILL get happier eventually, I swear... And no PrettySenshi1519, I don't hate you because you're an Allen lover, you're entitled to your opinion, personally, I can't stand Allen with all his chivalrous crap, but if you can, then good for you... I did warn those of you who complain about the Allen bashing in a previous chapter, so I'm sorry if you're mad about it, this is a fic for lovers of Van and Hitomi, and maybe a few Dilandau/Selena fans... Well, enjoy! R&R! ^_^
Chapter 36: Reinitiated
Daren whistled the Fanelian tune his Uncle Folken had always been seen whistling, according to his dad. He was chilled to the bone; Ruvan's body still lay in the corner of the prison cell.
'Oh my friend, life was so cruel to you, my poor, poor friend...'
Daren remembered the time they'd spent together in their youth when Leo wasn't around and Ria was tired of the "stupid boys" as she had called them. They had waded in the streams in the gardens, fought mock battles with swords made of sticks, caught fish and frogs in the creek, or just sat around, enjoying doing nothing. Ruvan had always been like the brother Tion never was, Tion was always too young to do anything with... And Ria, well Ria was a girl, she just didn't like doing the things he liked to do at times, and the same went for his sisters. Leo was always in Asturia, unfortunately for both of them, since Leo hated it, because there was nothing to do. Then, there was the day that Hope and Memory had left to go "home." Everyone told them they'd miss them, for they loved them like they were part of the family, but they felt that they belonged on the Mystic Moon. His parents had cried, they felt like they were losing their daughters... How could Hope and Ruvan be dead and sweet little Memory be a bloodthirsty killer who killed with no remorse? It just didn't make since...
"On your feet!" A soldier barked grabbing Daren's arm and leading him out of the cell.
"Mira." He muttered as he was led away...
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"Oh Daren..." Mira cried, as she sobbed, her tears making ripples in the pond she was by.
"You have to be all right... I just know that you're all right..." She screamed to no one.
What was the point of living if her one true love, her Daren, was dead? There was none she supposed her children might draw her away from death, or maybe her father, no, she wasn't sure if HE'D make her not want to die. He was a little warmer to her, but there was not that much of an improvement.
"Don't cry mother, it will be OK." Her young son comforted her.
"Daddy will come home and prove everybody wrong!" Tekui reassured her.
"I don't want to be king, father will come back, grandma says so." He said wisely.
"I hope your grandmother's right..." Mira replied, hugging her son while brushing back a lock of his silver hair to kiss him on the forehead.
"I just know she is, I just know it!" He stubbornly replied, tears rolling down his cheeks as he ran off.
Tekui was a prince of Fanelia after all... If something happened to both Van and Daren, he'd become king, and he was only three... He hated being the prince, everyone expected too much of him and it was hard... Daren sympathized with his son, knowing what it was like to shoulder that burden. Mira didn't want anything to happen to her parents-in-law. She loved them like her own father and mother, she didn't want to be queen either... She wished that Daren had been born a peasant, and they could live their lives in simplicity with minimum worries and cares. She took her children to visit their grandfather often. Dilandau didn't seem fond of his grandchildren for some reason or another, maybe it made him feel old, she wouldn't know... She loved being a mother of these two bright, young, happy beings, they comforted her when she was down, and they were always there... She just wished Daren could be there right now...
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Daren was led back to that familiar throne room and saw his "former" sister sitting on her throne.
"What is it now?" He muttered.
"Haven't you already caused enough pain and suffering for one day?"
"Nope." She replied.
"And you'll address me by my proper title you writhing worm!" She reprimanded him.
"COME IN!" She barked at whoever was outside the door.
"Empress, I received a summons the other day..." The man began, before eyeing Daren.
"OH NO! NOT YOU AGAIN!" He screamed in rage.
"Dilandau?" Daren asked in disbelief.
"Who'd you think it was DAREN?!" Dilandau asked angrily.
"I just wasn't expecting you on top of everything else..." Daren muttered at his angry in-law.
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be off 'bonding' with those children of yours or something?" Dilandau asked in disgust.
"You try dealing with her!" Daren replied, pointing at Empress Memoria.
"Ah. Dilandau, how wonderful to see you again." She said, as he kissed her hand, a very un-Dilandau like thing to do, but it was necessary as a sign of respect under such circumstances.
"Milady Empress Memoria. How goes everything?" Dilandau asked, still in a bow.
"You two know each other?" Daren asked in astonishment.
"Well, she is empress after all Fanel." Dilandau snapped.
"Dilandau, I trust that you've reestablished the Dragonslayers?" She continued as Daren gasped.
"Yes Milady, our training will soon be completed."
"I want you to take THIS one under your wing..." Lady Memoria said, pointing at the still shocked Daren.
"BUT MY LADY! HE'S A FANEL!" Dilandau protested.
"All the more reason for you to train him, you can inflict physical discipline on him if he's under your command after all..." She replied.
"All right Milady. If you insist."
He shot an unappreciative glance in Daren's direction as he muttered, "Why do everywhere I go I run into a Fanel?"
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A/N: Well, not so depressing at least, the Dragonslayers are being reinitiated? I wonder why... hmm... More to come, stay tuned... R&R! ^_^ Arigatou and Sionara!
~Trunks Gal~
A/N: I am SOOO sorry everybody, I don't know where that last chapter came from, I've been cut off from my caffeine, and it was 12:30, I must have been in a dramatic mood I guess, that was NOT my usual style, too depressing... I warn you, some parts of the next few chapters will probably be similar, but as I promised, it WILL get happier eventually, I swear... And no PrettySenshi1519, I don't hate you because you're an Allen lover, you're entitled to your opinion, personally, I can't stand Allen with all his chivalrous crap, but if you can, then good for you... I did warn those of you who complain about the Allen bashing in a previous chapter, so I'm sorry if you're mad about it, this is a fic for lovers of Van and Hitomi, and maybe a few Dilandau/Selena fans... Well, enjoy! R&R! ^_^
Chapter 36: Reinitiated
Daren whistled the Fanelian tune his Uncle Folken had always been seen whistling, according to his dad. He was chilled to the bone; Ruvan's body still lay in the corner of the prison cell.
'Oh my friend, life was so cruel to you, my poor, poor friend...'
Daren remembered the time they'd spent together in their youth when Leo wasn't around and Ria was tired of the "stupid boys" as she had called them. They had waded in the streams in the gardens, fought mock battles with swords made of sticks, caught fish and frogs in the creek, or just sat around, enjoying doing nothing. Ruvan had always been like the brother Tion never was, Tion was always too young to do anything with... And Ria, well Ria was a girl, she just didn't like doing the things he liked to do at times, and the same went for his sisters. Leo was always in Asturia, unfortunately for both of them, since Leo hated it, because there was nothing to do. Then, there was the day that Hope and Memory had left to go "home." Everyone told them they'd miss them, for they loved them like they were part of the family, but they felt that they belonged on the Mystic Moon. His parents had cried, they felt like they were losing their daughters... How could Hope and Ruvan be dead and sweet little Memory be a bloodthirsty killer who killed with no remorse? It just didn't make since...
"On your feet!" A soldier barked grabbing Daren's arm and leading him out of the cell.
"Mira." He muttered as he was led away...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh Daren..." Mira cried, as she sobbed, her tears making ripples in the pond she was by.
"You have to be all right... I just know that you're all right..." She screamed to no one.
What was the point of living if her one true love, her Daren, was dead? There was none she supposed her children might draw her away from death, or maybe her father, no, she wasn't sure if HE'D make her not want to die. He was a little warmer to her, but there was not that much of an improvement.
"Don't cry mother, it will be OK." Her young son comforted her.
"Daddy will come home and prove everybody wrong!" Tekui reassured her.
"I don't want to be king, father will come back, grandma says so." He said wisely.
"I hope your grandmother's right..." Mira replied, hugging her son while brushing back a lock of his silver hair to kiss him on the forehead.
"I just know she is, I just know it!" He stubbornly replied, tears rolling down his cheeks as he ran off.
Tekui was a prince of Fanelia after all... If something happened to both Van and Daren, he'd become king, and he was only three... He hated being the prince, everyone expected too much of him and it was hard... Daren sympathized with his son, knowing what it was like to shoulder that burden. Mira didn't want anything to happen to her parents-in-law. She loved them like her own father and mother, she didn't want to be queen either... She wished that Daren had been born a peasant, and they could live their lives in simplicity with minimum worries and cares. She took her children to visit their grandfather often. Dilandau didn't seem fond of his grandchildren for some reason or another, maybe it made him feel old, she wouldn't know... She loved being a mother of these two bright, young, happy beings, they comforted her when she was down, and they were always there... She just wished Daren could be there right now...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Daren was led back to that familiar throne room and saw his "former" sister sitting on her throne.
"What is it now?" He muttered.
"Haven't you already caused enough pain and suffering for one day?"
"Nope." She replied.
"And you'll address me by my proper title you writhing worm!" She reprimanded him.
"COME IN!" She barked at whoever was outside the door.
"Empress, I received a summons the other day..." The man began, before eyeing Daren.
"OH NO! NOT YOU AGAIN!" He screamed in rage.
"Dilandau?" Daren asked in disbelief.
"Who'd you think it was DAREN?!" Dilandau asked angrily.
"I just wasn't expecting you on top of everything else..." Daren muttered at his angry in-law.
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be off 'bonding' with those children of yours or something?" Dilandau asked in disgust.
"You try dealing with her!" Daren replied, pointing at Empress Memoria.
"Ah. Dilandau, how wonderful to see you again." She said, as he kissed her hand, a very un-Dilandau like thing to do, but it was necessary as a sign of respect under such circumstances.
"Milady Empress Memoria. How goes everything?" Dilandau asked, still in a bow.
"You two know each other?" Daren asked in astonishment.
"Well, she is empress after all Fanel." Dilandau snapped.
"Dilandau, I trust that you've reestablished the Dragonslayers?" She continued as Daren gasped.
"Yes Milady, our training will soon be completed."
"I want you to take THIS one under your wing..." Lady Memoria said, pointing at the still shocked Daren.
"BUT MY LADY! HE'S A FANEL!" Dilandau protested.
"All the more reason for you to train him, you can inflict physical discipline on him if he's under your command after all..." She replied.
"All right Milady. If you insist."
He shot an unappreciative glance in Daren's direction as he muttered, "Why do everywhere I go I run into a Fanel?"
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A/N: Well, not so depressing at least, the Dragonslayers are being reinitiated? I wonder why... hmm... More to come, stay tuned... R&R! ^_^ Arigatou and Sionara!
~Trunks Gal~