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(A/N: Another chapter for you kind readers, sorry for the wait, exams and murder trials suck ass. Any way, enjoy… WARNING: towards the end there is a kinda scary dream Sequence, but you'll know what I mean when you read it. But just a heads up in case I warp your mind. PIES!)
JustBy The Redundant Goddess…
(Last time…)
Her emerald eyes widened and a gasp flew out of her mouth.
"So… so… you're going to kill me?"
Yet another dark chuckle filled the room.
"No. No I am not going to kill you." He breathed. His garnet eyes glistened with intent. " No, I need you. You have something I need."
-{X Part III X}-
This didn't make Hitomi feel any easier about her situation, a certain memory of her and Van in a barn together popped up for some reason, which made her blush. Yet again she tried to stand up and struggled with all her might, but to no avail. She felt nervous and tired to conceal of her bare flesh, her mind reeling with the idea of Dilandau wanting her like that. The young Pyro-maniac that sat across from her just smirked.
"Not like that. I assure you I have no intent on harming Fannel's little woman."
"Hey! I am not Van's!" Hitomi frowned, whilst still trying to hide her legs from the unwavering gaze of her captor.
Dilandau just rolled his eyes.
"Of course, but I do need you. Only you can give me the answer I desire… I need."
The young Japanese girl still didn't feel relieved as Dilandau's eyes shifted from sad and sorrowful to having an almost possessed look as he starred at her own scared emeralds. Although she did realise she was closer to finding out why he had taken her and as he take another swig of some red liquid from his bottle she asked him.
"Is that why you kidnapped me?"
He nodded, with his queer smirk still plastered on his face like some kind of warped mask.
"But why do you think I can help you?"
His smirk faded and his eyes grew dark and reclusive. Dilandau shifted uncomfortably on his behind.
"Because… you can see." He murmured.
"See what?" She asked softly, her eyes narrowed slightly with concern. What ever he would say next would be hard for him to say, as Hitomi could sense a well of sadness, confusion, anger and hurt rise within him.
"You can see people. For what they really are."
"What makes you think…"
"I know!" He said indefinitely. Like it was his only hope that he would not have anyone crush. He squeezed eyelids shut in defiance. "I know you can do it. That freak scumbag Zongi told me you could, before I crushed him to death. He said you saw past his disguise and saw what he really was. That power of yours that killed my men and gave me this scar…"
Hitomi felt her heart beat stop in pain, she knew what he had said was true. All of it was true and it stung her. In her mind's eye she could see the petrified face of the doople-ganger Zongi and his dreadful fate that had stopped her heart completely. It was a horrid memory and reminder of what she and her gift had done to people. Hitomi shook her head in an effort to shake the memory away.
"Why do you want me to do this? Why would you want someone to look into you and see what's inside?" She cried out with fresh bitter tears, which graced her cheeks once again.
The young albino gave her an irritated look and clamped his hands firmly against his head, making him look as if something had invaded it. Like something in his head was threatening to kill him. With his eyes still shut up tight, he gave his distressed reply.
"You don't get it do you?" He cried. Shaking as he rocked back and forth on the ground. " You don't get it… I don't know who I AM! Not any more! Ever since that damned day when that BASTARD Van went psycho and killed the rest of my Slayers! Ghosts. They came to haunt me… all alone… don't leave me alone. That's what SHE said. What I said! They won't leave me alone! SHE won't leave me alone!"
"Dilandau… I…" Hitomi croaked.
Suddenly there was a shift within her, the fear was still there but it was not alone any more. The feeling of pity and empathy had joined it. Although she knew he had committed some terrible acts in his time and that he wasn't a nice person, she never wanted to see anyone suffer like this. But her change of inner attitude toward the young man didn't seem to change the situation as his pained garnet eyes shifted onto her yet again.
"I… I… I… don't know who I am any more…that's the reason why you have to help me! I don't know whether I am he that is me or her that is the girl in my dreams, my mind… and body."
The girl from the mystic moon's face wore an odd, puzzled expression. What the young albino had said made no sense and yet for some reason it did. From what she had seen on Gaia already, Hitomi was pretty much sure anything was possible. But still… it was rather disturbing.
"What do you mean this girl? Mind and body?" She asked, shifting forward with an odd gleam of warped interest. The kind of morbid interest that makes people want to stare at things they know they shouldn't, but do any way.
Luckily Dilandau was in too much of a state to have noticed Hitomi's sudden interest. Instead he stopped rocking and slouched back onto the old wooden wall, his garnet orbs glassy and distant yet again. His voice, soft and dreamlike began to fill the room again, making the cold and dingy barn seem like a haven compared to what he was saying.
"Have you ever had a dream where you dream your someone else? Like someone completely different? Like different hair, different eyes, different clothes, different voice and even a different gender?"
She nodded.
"And those dreams. Where you're someone else, that completely different person. They are so real that when you dream you are that person and wake from that dream. You… you feel like you have really changed back from that other person. That while you were sleeping, that person had taken over. Was walking around in a body that was once yours, but had changed so much that it wasn't you any more. But that… that Girl.
" I hate those dreams. But they are always there. Not only when I sleep now, but also when I am awake. Not like daydreams or anything like that. I don't even wish to become that girl if that's what you thinking! No, I don't know who I am any more. She' s so real. Always crying scared, alone. Alone like me. Not knowing where she is or who she is… I don't know whether I'm her or she's me. I just don't know any more!" he cried, almost breaking into tears.
For some strange reason all Hitomi wanted to do at that moment was go up to him, hold him and tell the poor albino that everything was all right. It was an odd feeling when she considered that only a little while ago she was completely petrified of the boy and of what he might do to her. That he had been the cause of Van's homeland and Allen's fortress being burned to the ground and countless other atrocities over his life. But something inside of the young girl told her that this was something different and it was close to something she was Experiencing. Maybe not as extreme as changing from a Pyre-maniac male into a scared and lonely girl, But she understood well enough.
"Dilandau…" She whispered softly her eyes filled with concern and care, her hands itching to be freed from their bonds to comfort him further. "… Do think you really you turn into this girl or is it just a dream that scares you because… er… how can I put it with out hurting you… your alone?"
All of a sudden his body disappeared from the shard of moonlight that had bathed him in light that made him visible to his scared captive. The sounds of the tortured Dilandau jumping up and kicking the old barn door filled the cold musty building. This caused Hitomi to jump and feel the fear rise in her again, till it filled her throat and gagged her.
In the darkness of the barn, Hitomi heard the albino vent some of his frustration and anger as he thrashed and bashed his way around. The dust in the moonlight clouded the several beams of light in the barn like smoke drifting in through a steamy bathroom window. Several cries and curses later, the loud stomping noise made it's way quickly to where Hitomi was bound. And from the darkness the silvery haired young soldier burst forth from the shadowy darkness. He stopped dead. Bang in front of her with bottle in hand. He loomed over her with his fiery eyes gleaming with pain, annoyance and anger.
"NO!" He shouted in anger, his teeth like silvery fangs in the moonlight. " NO! They're not just dreams… I…I…I don't know what they are! But they are NOT DREAMS! Look at me! LOOK AT ME! I am wearing something that that RENT BOY Schezar would wear!"
The emerald-eyed girl looked up at what the ex-commander of the dragon slayers was wearing. Indeed it was nothing that he would wear. His Zibach uniform or rather red armour was gone, instead he wore a pale lilac, girly shirt, a pair of tight black trousers and something that looked like a woman's scarf around his thin waist. All in all, Hitomi could see why he wasn't happy with what he was wearing considering what he was experiencing. In fact it was something she herself might wear.
"Dilandau, how did you get those clothes?" She asked, not really knowing if it was the right thing to say, but did any way.
He sighed and glared at her full force.
"How the hell should I know? The only thing I remember is that after Ziabach blew up that stupid port is that I had a panic attack and blacked out. The next thing I remember is waking up in excruciating pain, dressed like this in some grave yard having hallucinations that someone was calling me a girls name! Luckily Jajuka found me in time before I had a nervous break down, but still… I don't know who I AM!"
Dilandau suddenly knelt down to Hitomi with only an inch that kept their faces from making any contact.
"Why the hell am I talking to you any way?" He growled whilst his hot, fiery, red orbs bore into her teary stained green eyes.
Whilst trying not to cough and splutter in the young mans face, she calmly replied.
"Because you said you needed me. But I am still not sure what you expect of me…"
The fiery anger that had been in Dilandau's eyes was soon replaced by the look of sheer desperation.
"Yes, only you can help me!" suddenly his cold, pale hands captured Hitomi's pale cheeks, his thin fingers almost clawing into her chilled flesh. The mousy haired girl let out a whimper of distress as Dilandau brought her warm green eyes up to meet with his panicking red ones. "You have to see. See what I am. What I really am. Whether I am Dilandau Alberto or she. You have to help ME!"
"Dilandau you're hurting me!" Hitomi hissed as she tried to wrench her face out of his strong grasp.
Her body wriggled like a worm on a hook but he wouldn't let go. His eyes were wide and dangerous as they bore into her green ones. She felt scared, terrified even, but not at what he would do to her, but at what she would see in him.
As Dilandau kept hold of the scared girl from the mystic moon, the close contact they experienced started to take effect on Hitomi's mind. Soon a strange warmth caused by the close promiximity of their bodies started her mind working. She could feel his rapid and irregular breath on her chilled face and vice versa. She could feel herself begin to go, let her gift start to work. As she gazed into the eyes of her enemy she could feel herself almost merge with him. The moonlight and her surroundings began to wane and fade till all she could see were Dilandau's blood red eyes. Those dark, yet fiery blood like eyes. She felt like she was drowning in his eyes and it was obvious he was reacting to her gift as well, as Hitomi felt his fingers tighten some more against her face, knowing that she would bruise.
Soon, she found herself getting closer to his eyes, past and then beyond. It scared her, she was falling, no running. Running into the darkness of his mind. Looking around for anything that would get her out. But everything was going so fast. Around her she could see clashes and flashes of metal on metal. It was obvious to her that the sparks that flew around her represented the soldier and conflict in Dilandau's mind. Soon after flames devoured her. She tried to shield herself, but to no avail. Luckily, they did not scorch or burn her skin. Instead they blinded her and deafened her. For each lick of flame created such horrible screams and cries that Hitomi was not sure how much more she could take. All this pain and torture in his mind was almost unbearable. She wanted to scream herself, to break down and cry. Her whole body was wracked in pain and an untold sadness.
But above all else she wanted to runaway, yet she couldn't. Instead she felt her whole body being dragged further and deeper into his unstable and hellish mind. The screams and flames rose higher and higher around her as she felt herself fall faster and faster. Her body stiff and taught, her throat dry and unable to make any sound what so ever. Soon it was all too much. She thought she was going to die the flames and sounds around her rose and fell on her like a loud orchestra all plummeting down around her.
But to her surprise she didn't. Instead she found her self in a cold room, very much like a dungeon only not as dirty. In fact it was incredibly clean. Like a hospital or laboratory. Still it was dark and dingy. Much like the barn she had been in. She looked around her. Nothing but darkness. She called out; only she couldn't here her voice. Hitomi called out again, the same thing happened. It was like everything was empty in this place. But suddenly something happened.
"Don't leave me alone…"
The young girls eyes flew open as she spun around the darkened room. Where had that voice come from?
"Please…"
There it was again! But where… As Hitomi let herself spin round and round looking for what or whom ever called out.
Then as if by magic, a stream of light fell behind Hitomi and as she spun round, her green eyes saw a small figure sitting in it. As the girl from the Mystic Moon inspected the figure closely, she noticed it was a small child. A small short light blonde little girl in a tiny medical gown weeping away with her hands fiercely wiping her eyes with every sniff.
Hitomi felt drawn to the little girl in the light and moved forward slowly. Bending down as she went. She tried to call out to the little girl again, asking if she was all right and who she was. Nothing happened, the little girl just continued to cry. Soon enough Hitomi was right near to the girl and she let one of her pale lit hands move towards the little girls shoulder and as her hand rested against the girls hunched shoulders. The little girls head slowly rose, her short-cropped hair shadowing her face. However, out of the shadows came the sight of baby blue eyes. Hitomi smiled slightly at the innocent blue eyes of the little girl.
"Don't leave me alone…" the little girl whispered once again.
Then suddenly, the little girl's eye's started to bleed. The blue of her eyes slowly bleeding down her snowy cheeks. Leaving small puddles and splashes on her gown and floor. Hitomi reeled back and gasped in shock at the sight before her. For as the blue, it bled from the little girl's eyes, all that was left was red. Then it happened. With all her might Hitomi screamed so loudly it filled the small room and soon the little girl was screaming too. Her red eyes piecing through Hitomi like a blade. But it wasn't her voice anymore that screamed along side Hitomi's. Instead it was Dilandau's.
(A/N: hehehe, freaky scary bit. Pretty sw33t ne? Any way I apologise for the delay, but exams and stuff had to come first. I have one exam left and that is on 26th of June, my last ever A-Level exam and it's Philosophy! Any way, I hope you enjoyed this part and I hope to continue and finish the story once I have sorted me head out. Also for those of you who commented on a few mistakes I made last chapter, I hope they have been rectified in this one. I do like pleasing my readers ya know. Hehehe. So until next time, PIES!)