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Ch.1 Angels Falling from the Sky by: Little_Firefly

Van Fanel couldn't believe his eyes. Before him stood his older brother Folken with his pitch black wings outstretched and ready to fly. Van watched as Folken flew into the sky to catch the falling female figure. Her once beautiful white wings were now shredded and since they were now useless she was plummeting. Just as Folken reached her he slowed and gracefully cradled her in his arms. Immediately Van sprouted his own luminescent wings and raced to help his brother. As soon as Van reached Folken the elder brother pointed to another falling winged creature and Van sped off towards it. Folken slowly floated back to the ground and placed the unconscious woman on his cloak. Since she was naked and shivering Folken made sure she was wrapped carefully but tightly so as to preserve what little body heat she was giving off. Folken once again took to the air, and began searching the skies for his brother. Van appeared in the sky again after wrapping the child he had rescued in the remains of his shirt.

Van and Folken decided to ask for assistance in caring for the two battered girls. Millerna was most likely to help them and she was also the closest to them. When they landed in front of her castle she immediately spotted them and motioned for them to follow her. They retracted their wings and ran after Millerna who was already disappearing into the castle. Once inside a guestroom she began to examine the two girls. She had to practically shove Van out the door but Folken left with no resistance. Left in the hallway with nothing to do but twiddle their thumbs Van became especially restless.

"Why don't you ask that friend of yours to help? I believe her name was Hitomi."

"But Folken. You know that I haven't been able to contact her for over a year."

"Yes but think on this. Before she returned when you were in great need of her. Isn't this a time of great need? Two strange winged girls drop out of the sky without anything on them. Reactivate Escaflowne and see if that will give you a clear channel to call her."

With that Van walked out of the castle and flew towards the site of Escaflowne's deactivation. He still kept the energist used to power it with him most of the time. He just happened to have it with him that day. Once Escaflowne was powered up he used Hitomi's pendant to help him concentrate on her.

Meanwhile, back with Millerna, she was having the time of her life trying to figure out how they had gotten here whilst patching them up. There were a few lacerations on the older girl's back but small cuts were everywhere on both of them. Their wings were barely recognizable as wings and they wouldn't retract like Van's and Folken's. The older girl had the longest blond hair Millerna had ever seen and the younger girl had equally proportional pink hair.

Once she was sure they were properly covered she invited Folken in. She thought that they might be in more pain than necessary from the odd angles their wings were positioned in.

"Folken, their wings look just like Van's but I don't know how to get them to retract. I was hoping you could give it a try."

"I don't know if I can do anything, Millerna. Since they're unconscious I may not be able to help."

"Please try. You would know more than I would since you at least have wings."

"Very well."

Folken extended his own wings and walked alongside the bed of the girl Van had rescued. He gently placed his fingertips on her forehead. The light touch stirred the child and she opened her bright red eyes.

"Helios..."

After blinking once or twice to adjust her eyes to the dim light her eyes focused on Folken's black wings.

"You're not Helios. Why do you have wings?"

"Little child," said Folken, kneeling down to her eye level," I am half- Draconian and posses wings passed down to me from my mother."

"Please, call me Small Lady for now. Where am I?"

"You are on Gaea. But please tell me why you have wings. I know of no other Draconians on Gaea except for my half-Draconian brother."

"Helios gave them to me. How did I end up on Gaea?"

"I would like to ask you the same question. My brother and I noticed you two falling out of the sky and we caught you before you hit anything."

"Two?"

Small Lady glanced around and noticed someone in a bed next to her.

"Mommy!" She exclaimed.

She started to get out of bed but Folken stopped her by putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Wait!" He warned," Your mother has been injured worse than you have. Be gentle if you must touch her."

Small Lady slid out from under the sheets, uncaring of her nudity. She carefully reached out towards her sleeping mother and touched her lightly on the cheek. When she got no reaction she recoiled with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong with my mommy?"

Folken walked around Small Lady's bed and joined her on the other side where he kneeled once again in front of her. Tears were now streaked down her cheeks and she had the utmost look of horror on her face.

"As I said, your mother was badly wounded and needs time to recover. She is probably sleeping more soundly than you were. Nothing is wrong with her, however."

Small Lady could not contain her tears and bawled helplessly into Folken's shirt. He enveloped her in his arms and picked her up. Without a word to Millerna, Folken picked up the sheet from Small Lady's bed, wrapped it around Small Lady as best he could without upsetting her further, and jumped out the window with Small Lady still in his arms.

Millerna thought Folken had gone crazy and rushed to the window only to see Folken flying off over the trees. She was about to head out and follow him when she remembered the blond patient she still possessed. 'At least she can't fly off.' thought Millerna. With that she returned to the chair she had next to "Mommy's" bed and began thinking once again about where she could have come from.