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The Black Slayer
The Sword
(in which there is severe it and van bashing!!!)
Jessica
dilly_freak7_7@hotmail.com
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Dalet was gone. It took a minute for me to realize it, because I didn't want to. The scream tore from my throat before I could stop it.
DAAAAALLLLLLEEEEEETTT!!!!!!!NNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
Van turned his attention toward Miguel, who was holding off Allen. I jumped into the closest melef which happened to be a black Oreades. Mine.
I was moving before the cockpit could close. I jumped (in the melef), landed on my hands and managed to kick Van and get him to notice me.
You'll pay for that' I snarled, amazingly calm.
Who are you?' he asked.
That doesn't matter!' I screamed as I charged. Remember, I only know what's what in the melef. Not how to use it. Van blocked and quickly destroyed the energist of the melef. Why should I care?
I opened the cockpit and jumped towards Van's melef. My wings exploded from my back and I flew up to face him in his melef.
Come out and fight like a true Draconian!' I screamed.
You!' he gasped.
Get out here!' I didn't really expect him to.
To my surprise, he did come out. He drew his sword, cautiously I noticed, as his wings sprouted from his back, ripping his shirt to shreds. With a powerful sweep of my wings, I flew forward, doing a midair charge. When our swords locked, I pushed down and folded my wings when I was over him. My weight made us plummet, and he couldn't stop the fall. When I had pushed him out of the vione, I opened my wings and left him with a slash on his chest. I flew back into the fortress to help Miguel, but Van's group had gotten what they wanted and were retreating. I yelled my rage and folded my wings to finish with Van.
He had recovered and flew up to meet me. I flipped back up to attack with my feet, like a hawk diving for its prey. I kicked aside his upraised sword with one foot, and smashed into his chest with the other. I pushed him down again, but he recovered and flew above me. I flipped over again and blocked his attack as I fell. When I opened my wings to stop plummeting, my feet brushed the tree tops. With a powerful down sweep of my wings, I charged back up to Van. I hit his sword away, slashed his bare chest, and kicked him in the jaw by doing a back flip midair.
Put away your sword' I said as I sheathed mine.
Why?' he asked cautiously.
You don't want to kill me, and I don't want to kill you, though you deserve it' was my answer. He saw my reason and sheathed his sword. He folded his wings and plummeted down to me. I dodged him neatly and grabbed one of his wings. He screamed in surprise and pain as I beat back up, pulling him with me. Then I let him go and he tried to fly back up, but his wing wouldn't work. I dove down after him and grabbed his hand to stop him from falling, straining every muscle in my wings. His feet brushed the ground, but I wouldn't let him go. I flew back up about thirty feet and used it to my advantage.
What do you want from Zaibach?' I asked.
I won't tell you' Van said.
You have to' I said with the venomous whisper again. His eyes widened in fear and surprise when he realized what I was talking about.
He sighed before answering. You are a warrior at heart. We attacked in hopes of capturing you for our use, and so we could take the Dragon's Sword Iansha. You are the ancestor of the great legend, called the Black Dragon, more commonly known as Jesia.' I was so surprised by this that I nearly dropped him. I let myself drift down about ten feet, then dropped him. I heard a sickening crunch when he hit the ground and almost smiled. I landed with a foot on his chest and drew my sword.
This.. is for Zibach..' I said, and I slashed his cheek diagonally. This... is for me..' I slashed the opposite way and across the other cut. And this...' I said, as I placed the tip of the sword at his temple, above the crossing point of the slashes. is for Dalet' I whispered as I drew the tip of the sword down slowly until it touched his jaw. The pattern was an X with a long line through the middle. The fear and pain in his eyes would have stopped anyone else. Remember Van. Never forget who did this to you. Three meanings, three cuts. Loyalty, justice, and truth. Never forget, Van, never forget' I said before I saw him glance behind me. I whirled, but didn't get my sword up fast enough. Allen slashed my leg. I gasped at the pain.
My wings began loosing their feathers slowly, since it was also unconsciously. I looked at the cut in my pants. I ran from almost the top of my thigh to and inch above my knee. I fell to my knees and glared at Allen. Then I smiled despite the pain.
So, you want to be marked too, huh?' I grinned evilly. Forgetting my pain, I jumped up and kicked him hard in the jaw with my bad leg. With the flat of my blade, I hit his stumbling feet from under him and put my foot on his throat. Loyalty, justice, and truth' I said, slashing his cheek with each word. How are you going to get any girls without your pretty boy looks? Awww, poor Allen, I would like him if he wasn't a cross dresser' I sneered in a high voice. You've had your chance. You blew it. You now have two choices. You either have to kill me, or spend the rest of your lives looking over your shoulder, watching for me. Because I swear, if you make one more move against Ziabach..........I'll hunt you down and destroy your lives. Personally!' I promised. Just then, I felt a heavy thunk on the back of my neck. I blacked out for a minute, but woke back up. At this point I thought it safer to play dead. Somebody picked up my sword from where I had dropped it and put it back in its sheath. I didn't move and let my body go limp as Allen, I think, picked me up and started walking to their camp. My face was constantly whacked by twigs and limbs because my rescuer' was quite careless. I didn't want to fall asleep or black out because it would be good to know their plans and report them back to whoever I should report them back to. Allen and Van had a slow conversation about their attack. And I was beginning to change my mind about Allen.
So what do we do with the prisoners?' the he/she asked. (can ya guess?? ^^)
Well, this one should be bound to a pole and gagged. Who knows what kind of havoc she can cause. The others can be restrained the same way, only not to poles. They can all be put in one tent with a guard at each corner' Van said.
Sounds good' answered the It. Who gets the honor of having her in their tent?'
You' Van said calmly. I was nearly dropped. God how I wanted to kick It's ass.
What?!? Why?! How?!? I demand respect as a Knight Caeli!! Treason!! Betrayal!!! Child abuse!!' It went on and on with such like until It got a good square punch in the face from Van. I could've hugged him, but I would've ended up stabbing him in the back, and no fun for Dil.
Shut up!! She'll be tied and gagged! Not to mention attached to a pole!!'
She can still glare!!' It argued.
Gods save me from this torture!' Van asked the skies. Lightning flashed. I would've rolled my eyes, but, I had to keep the weak' act up. I hated it.
Finefinefine!' It said quickly. As long as there's a capable guard within ten yards'
Finefinefine' Van said, mocking Its tone. By then, I could hear the voices from the camp, obviously happy to have won their little skirmish. I made sure I kept myself from jumping up and slaughtering every one of them.
When we passed one particular place (can't see, remember?), a horrid smell reached my nose and I could hear moans, screams, and crying from inside whatever it was, probably a tent. A medical tent. When we passed another place, I heard whispers of dismay, and some of excitement. I knew I was passing the tent of the prisoners. Since I was facing them, and It and Van were having another pointless conversation, I opened my eyes, still careful not to move the rest of my body, and found three of the lesser Dragonslayers looking back at me. All three responded with surprised looks so I smiled and winked at them to let them know I wouldn't leave them to these strange people of Fanelia and Austoria. I quickly closed my eyes again when Viole nodded towards Van, who was looking at them with a perplexed look. I let my face go lax again and didn't move. We kept walking to the far end of the camp. I could hear the clang of swords about thirty yards away. Sparring training. Man were they gonna need it. I felt a few raindrops on my face and arms. Their pace and size increased as I was carried. By the time we had reached Its tent, the rain was absolutely pouring. I was hefted inside, thankfully Its was a nice tent and nothing leaked, and stood up against a pole. I think It held me up while Van tied the ropes and both gave conflicting instructions. Eventually I was dropped. Van cursed out It and tied me up himself. My jaw was pulled open and, thankfully again, a clean cloth was bound around my head to keep me quiet. I was still playing dead to the world. Just as I hoped, Van didn't go outside to try and get back to his tent, he just stayed and discussed further plans with It. Lucky me, their backs were turned towards me, so I could watch.
So where to next?' It asked, sounding somewhat bored.
Back home as soon as possible. I left Dryden in charge. Can you imagine?' Van asked.
I know. It's so strange how he mixed pink drapes with purple bed covers. I really think blue would look better. And his clothes!! He should be wearing more than a brown sack for a multi millionaire! I can't find out what Millerna sees in him. And all the books he reads!!! It amazing his eyes don't fall right out!' (Imagine this in the voice of jack from will and grace......) *Now I know to never speaks Its true name again.* Through Its whole little dialogue, Van had been sitting with his jaw gaping, apparently dumbfounded by this KNIGHT'S choice of words. Knowing better than he should have, Van left it alone and changed the subject for Its sake.
I think the next attack we do won't be for a while yet. We got what we needed. All we can hope for is that we find the thing's true owner and take that person back to Fanelia with us. Then we can keep quiet and keep rebuilding the city. It should be done in about a week or two' he finished. *Well, so much for attack plans*
What if Zibach attacks us before we can leave?' It asked.
Are you kidding? Even the Dragonslayers have suffered. We were able to capture three of their best! They can't do anything!' *Van. Is. Such. An. IDIOT!!!!!!* I screamed in my mind. *If they were caught they obviously aren't the best!*
You're forgetting one seriously insane pyromaniac. Name's Dilandau, about yea high' It said, indicating Dil's height at about 6'1. He can burn a whole village on his own. Not to mention temporary camps in clearings' *That's my Dil* I smiled inwardly.
Yeah yeah, sure sure' Van answered.
And what happens when this one wakes up, huh? She's no bed of violets either' It stated. *I love this!*
Isn't it roses?' asked Van.
Roses have thorns, thus, they hurt. You see my point?' It said.
No......' Van trailed off. ( he ain't too bright, is he?)
Now who needs help?' It said. Forget it. Let's just talk about the city' *This should be useful.*
Ok. I've completely rebuilt the castle and and gardens are almost done. I think there are just four that are incomplete near the interior and six on the outside. I want everything perfect for when she comes back' Van said, going off into lala land thinking about her'.
Van? Van!!' It said, snapping Its fingers in front of Van's nose. Van! Snap out of it! She's not coming back!' The look on Van's face!! OMG!!! I could not help myself!! I burst out laughing. The he/she and Van looked up in confusion as I strained against the ropes trying to clutch my sides. Tears from laughing so hard formed in my eyes and my stomach ached. Finally, I was reduced to chuckles and giggles every now and then. It and Van hadn't realized yet that I had been awake the entire time. I had chewed through the gag, and I knew it was almost torn. I got a chunk in my teeth, and pushed my head forward as hard and quickly as I could. I heard the fabric tear, so I kept pulling. Finally, it tore apart and fell to the floor.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the amazing, the bizarre, the............two most idiotic people on the planet!!' (circus music plays out of nowhere) Hey Van, It. Nice to see ya again. Don't mind my eavesdropping, please continue!' I smiled. I had to keep them distracted while I worked on my ropes. Luckily, Van had tied my hands behind my back so I could reach my hidden dagger. Van and it stared at me in confusion for about five minutes before It got up the nerve to talk.
Huh?' Not too intelligent is It? How long have you been awake??' It asked.
I never went out!! I'm not some weak little slut thank you very much. I wouldn't survive long if I were' I said. Then I yawned hugely. You have any food?' I asked.
Uh............Yeah' It answered slowly, still dazed by the fact I had gotten through the gag.
You mind building a fire? I'm freezing my ass off against this pole' I said. I kept working quietly on my dagger and finally the ropes gave enough for me to grab the handle.
Sure' It went around me, to the back of the tent, and got some fire making materials. Ya know, wood, tinder, kindling, such like. When It was back in front of me, I quickly sliced up through my bonds and grabbed them before they fell to make it look like I was still tied up. *I love how stupid these guys can be* They had left my sword tied to my waist!! *Oi, what idiots.* It was amazing they hadn't been killed off yet. It started making a fire and Van was still staring off into space. I took my chance. Without even bothering to shake off the cut ropes, I jumped forward and put my sword against Its throat.
Drop it' I snarled. It did. Stay there Van' I said without even moving my head. Unless you want this thing's head as a trophy' I smiled maliciously. I heard the movement stop. Up' I ordered. It stood. Now, do as I say, or die, got it?' I asked.
Uh......' was the only reply. *Why am I plagued by such MORONS!!* I shoved It out the door and had Van stay there. When I was out the tent, I knocked It unconscious and took off into the night. As would be expected, I heard Van take off about two minutes later.
I found my way to a little lake shore and sat to think some about my present situation. I was too close to the enemy's camp, I was being pursued, and some item that was taken from my country was in the possession of the enemy. I had to get that back, get Van off my ass, and get back to the vione in that order. I would probably have to report to Dilandau or something. I ran my fingers through my hair and stood. Only to be reminded of the all too fresh wound which I had been able to ignore for the past hour. I sighed to myself as yet another problem was added to the situation. *Typical.* I pulled out my sword and inspected the rather beat up blade. I hadn't sharpened it since I had gotten it which meant it would not cut well. Not to mention the numerous chips in the edge that would tear flesh when used. I wasn't the kind of person who would want to mangle some one when I killed them. Clean and precise is the only way to fight in my opinion. My thoughts were interrupted by the flapping of wings. I sighed once again but stayed put because I had the feeling something was near that was important to me. I tolerated Van's little lecture against my technique'.
You have some explaining to do' *And thus the mindless droning begins.*
And just why should I tell you of my intentions?' I asked.
Uh........' The insanity was too much too keep in my head. I let out a shout and nearly whacked Van a good one in the face. *Too bad he's quick*
Why am I surrounded by such idiots?!?' I shouted. *Now it's my turn* Why, at every turn, do I run into someone who is impossibly stupid??' Van had that I don't want to be around this crazy person who could kill me in a second' look on his face.
I started hitting myself in the head again.
Oh, agh. My tattoo's burning again' I said, clutching at my arm.
What tattoo?' he asked.
This one' I said, lifting my sleeve a little so he could see. It had darkened some since it had appeared, and the reds had turned shiny, the silver as bright, yet cold, as the steel it represented.
The mark......' Van trailed off.
What?'
Dryden told us about a mark that would appear on the person meant to hold the Dragon's sword. That must be the mark' he answered. He held up the package he held. Only the true owner can touch it bare skinned. The sword chooses the worthy one' he said. I took the package, removed the cloth covering it, and gasped. It was the sword on the tattoo, The Dragon's Sword .
The deadly looking weapon was long for a sword, and lighter than a man's. It was meant for a woman's hands, I thought. The entire bottom of the sword looked like a fierce dragon; its neck curved up about four inches on the blade, the wings created the hilt and the long talons gripped the blade. The handle was studded with one, very large, black diamond, surrounded in a pattern of smaller red rubies and white diamonds; white, white, red, red, white, white, and so on. I looked closely at the blade and saw the tiny black diamonds which had been painstakingly placed, one by one, down the whole length of the blade. This sword is worth a lot, I thought. On the hilt, just above the blade, there was a name engraved in the silver: Rei. I turned the blade over, and the other side read: The Black Dragon.
I finally took the sword by the hilt and lifted it from the cloth, letting it drop to the ground. The sword sang as I swung it through the air. One of the feathers from my wings drifted down and landed on the blade, close to the hilt. I watched, amazed, as the feather glowed blood red, and the blade pure black, true as the diamonds laid in it. I knew that when that happened, I had made a pact with the sword of legend. No one else would or could touch this sword until my death, when I named a successor for the sword that it deemed worthy. The only person who would next get this sword was going to be a Draconian. The fine steel, diamond edged, blade was meant for use in the air. The feather had melted into the blade, and a new diamond lay in the blade, once again, pure black.
This sword was meant for me'
um.......i dunno, i like the sword but it took FOREVER to figure out how to describe it!! R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Lil Pyro
