A/N: Wow… already I'm getting so many reviews!!! Thank you for reviewing my stuff…especially CrimsonFire, WhiteMage, and ShadowKat, the first three to review Chapter One… Anywayz, I think a lot of people are going to like this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or any of its stuff.

Chapter Two: Dilandau Reborn

Dilandau's mind wandered after his 'death' when Selena took full control of his body. She would burn for this, but first he had to find himself a new body. One where his mind could join with another and combine to form one mind. To do so, all he had to do was find someone who thinks like he would. Hmmmm. Where? Where to look? I know… he thought. Zail. Dilandau concentrated his thought (which was pretty much all that was left of him) and zoomed of towards the country of FireLord. FireLord, he thought, surely the people there are obsessed with fire. He came upon one of the larger towns, one not quite yet a city. Ahhh. Here I will find my new self. Dilandau spied two young boys playing with a bonfire. One of the boys had made a torch from the sticks and was trying, but not succeeding in putting the other one on fire.

"Burn, you!! Burn!!! BURN, JEHYL, BURN!!!" The boy shouted at Jehyl. Dilandau smiled to himself. This is the boy for me… His silver hair matches what mine was, and though he seems only to be 6 years old, he will grow. Dilandau concentrated again and zoomed to the boy. The boy blinked, and when they opened they were the fiery red of Dilandau. Dilandau smiled and took the torch, and threw it at Jehyl. The torch entered the open mouth of the other boy and went out the other side. "Hmmm, too bad, Jehyl. If you had been any good you would have at least closed your mouth. You are weak! Good bye."

"Droodle! It's time for lunch! Put out that fire and you and Jehyl come inside. Don't make me call a second time!" A mother shouted from inside.

"I'm going to have fun with this one." he thought to himself. "Coming!" he replied to 'mother'. Dilandau reborn threw the corpse of Jehyl on the fire. "It is a more fitting funeral then you deserve." He said and left, towards the house. 'Droodle' opened the door and looked around. A common type house, it seems, Dilandau thought. He walked over at sat down at the table.

"Where's Jehyl, Droodle?" The mother questioned.

"He went home for lunch." The reborn one answered.

"Okay. Here. We're having meat sandwiches!" The mother said. Dilandau acted in such a way that he was not noticed until 'father' came home two hours later. "Honey!!" The mother shouted when she saw him.

Sentimental fool, he thought, so a man came home. I will reply though in a normal response. Dilandau/Droodle ran up and hugged 'his dad'.

"Son. What is wrong with your eyes?"

Dilandau clutched his hand, I was hoping it would not be noticed. The fool! Now when I leave this place, I will have to destroy them, to hide evidence of my 'arrival'! If he had just kept quiet, I might, though probably not, have considered letting you live when I leave. Dilandau started his answer. "My eyes are just red because I'm tired."

The father eyes showed that he didn't believe him, but wouldn't really think about it until later. Later will be too late, daddy, Dilandau reasoned to himself. He smiled.

Dilandau acted his part for the rest of the day, a normal 6-year old boy with a slight fire obsession. The fire had died down while he was acting, and so it had not yet been noticed. Around sunset, the parents 'put him to sleep.' "Night, Mommy. Night Daddy." he choked out.

"Night dearest." They said together. Dilandau sat there, waiting. Finally he heard the sounds of sleep. He stayed there for another 15 minutes to make sure, and then slowly rose from the bed. He creaked outside and took branches from the trees, ripping them off. He brought them inside and laid them beneath the parents' bed. He then exited the house once more and brought a lighted stick from the fire inside and set fire to the bed. He smiled and walked out the house. He looked back at his handy work. Yes, the light of fire can just be seen from the bedroom. A grin appeared on his face. Dilandau turned away and walked towards the Home City of Zail, the FireLord's residence. There he would become the general again… A general of new Dragon Slayers…

A/N: YEAH!!! DILANDAU'S BACK!!!! Now I'd like to apologize to those of you (WhiteMage, Ken's Gal, and CrimsonFire) because I didn't really put much of you in this chapter. (Though I do believe, since I've checked my reviews that CrimsonFire/FireLord is probably going to kill me with hugs!) Anywayz, thank you all for reviewing.