Part 8
Dilandau had told me he had a surprise for me. I was nervous, a surprise... from Dilandau?! This had to be bad, right? I had been told by Chesta to wait in a room with big plush seats and stuff. (yes, and stuff) Waiting. I really hated waiting. Especially for something I know would probably be bad. I took out my lighter.
I started flicking it on an off. Click. Click.
"MOERO!!!!!!!! HA HA HA HAAAAAH!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I cried, and jumped out of my seat! Dilandau had come up behind me.
"What do you think you're doing!?" I asked, breathlessly.
"How did you do that? Make fire in your hands!?" he asked eagerly, his eyes crazy and blood thirsty.
"You have flamethrowers, you have stealth cloaks of invisibility, you have the technology of liquid metal that can be immediately converted to solid weapons of destruction, and you don't have lighters?!?!"
"No. What are they?" He said, simply.
"They are like pocket sized flamethrowers, with a small flame, and they are carried around for convenience." I replied.
"Oh..." He said, absentmindedly, while moving towards me with outstretched hands.
"Uh.... so what did you want to show me?" I said, trying to change the subject.
"....Oh yeah!" He said as if he'd forgotten all about it. "Look what I went and got for you!"
"You got something for me?" I was truly surprised. "Really?"
"You bet!" He said triumphantly. "Look!" And he motioned to the people coming in. All of them were tied up and gaged. They were my friends! Lacey, Rebecca, Amanda, Justin, and even more people! My sister, Joanna was there, and John, (a friend of mine, Lacey, Amanda, and Rebecca's. He's in University now, but still a good friend and he visits us! He is a big Gundam Wing Fan,) and Amanda's attractive friend Shaun, dressed as Superman. (a very inside joke. Shaun, Amanda and I are cub-leaders. Shaun came to cubs one night with new glasses and it made him look like Clark Kent, so we called him Superman all of the time! ^.^) Somehow, Van, Allen, Milerna, the A-crew, and Merle were there too. Had they all been captured? I was very impressed!
"You did this all for me?!" I asked.
"Yeah! But Van is mine! HA HA HA HA HAH!" Dilandau replied.
Van looked worried, and Lacey did too. I scowled at the two of them!
"Thanks!" I said, and untied all of my friends and Justin. All of the Escaflowne people looked worried. I didn't untie any of them right away!
"Guys!" I cried!
"Jules!" Lacey, Amanda, Rebecca, and Joanna cried.
"How did you guys get here?" I asked, turning to Joanna, John, and Shaun... I mean... Superman.
"Ummm." Said Shaun, I mean, Superman. (Ohh. I can do this.)
"Well, I don't know." said my little sister, Joanna.
"I guess it's okay...." I said.
"So what do we do now?" Asked Justin.
"Shut up Justin!" Said Rebecca. We all laughed.
Dilandau shook his head and sat down. The Dragon Slayers all did the same.
"Well, they're going to take Van!!!" Cried Lacey.
"So?" I asked, scowling.
Rebecca's jaw dropped. So did Amanda's.
"Whaddya mean!?" Asked Lacey.
I went to all the Escaflowne people, who were still tied up and gagged. "Hmmm." I untied all of them, except Van, and Milerna because she's annoying. Allen didn't seem to mind. He went straight for Amanda, and Shaun, who was standing defensively close to her. (oh no....) Van raised his eyebrows at me, pleadingly. I frowned resentfully.
"Um. Dilandau?" I called.
"What?"
"What are you going to do to Van?"
"I'm going to KILL him! My scar aches because of him!" He cried angrily. He started to rub the scar painfully. "It's all his fault!" Dilandau jumped up, screaming manically.
"Sorry I asked." I muttered. "Hey! I have an idea. I'll trade you for him, kay?"
"NO!!"
"YES!!"
"What?"
"Umm, this!" I held up the lighter. Click. I lit it up, and the flame was reflected in his eyes. He went insane again. "I'll trade," I said, temptingly in a sing-song voice, waving it in front of him. His eyes followed it. He paused for a long moment, and everyone looked at him, anticipating his response. The other Dragon Slayers had gotten to their feet and backed slowly away. "It's all yours... for Van's freedom."
"MOERO!!!!! HA HA HA HA HA HAH!!!!" Dilandau screamed as he grabbed the lighter from my hand and singed his finger! "HA HA HA HA!" He ran out of the room and the Dragon Slayers followed. Two closed the doors, and apparently stood outside on guard. Lacey went and untied Van, and Justin untied Milerna. He helped her up and she leaned forward and kissed him, long and hard. I felt as if I'd throw up. So did everyone else. Lacey flushed angrily and helped Van up. Van came over to me.
"Thanks for that. That was quick thinking. You're pretty smart. I mean to have survived here with Dilandau all of this time."
"We have sort of a war going on." I said. Then it came to me! "Yes! We have a WAR going on! THIS has to be part of it! What are you planning Dilandau?"
"Who are you talking to?" Van asked me.
"Oh, no one in particular. It's a dramatic thing."
"Oh. Okay."
"What could it be?" I started to pace. Everyone sat down on the plushy pillow-chairs. (Why are there plushy pillow-chairs?) "What could he possibly be planning by having you here? He's probably concocting some evil, malicious scheme right now!"
"Actually, he's probably burning something!" Said Amanda. We all laughed. The door opened and I was hit in the face with something. I fell down.
"What the hell?" I said, picking up what had hit me. It was my lighter. "Huh?"
Dilandau was standing over me. Everyone was gasping all around me. Many Dragon Slayers had come in. He picked me up by the collar of my shirt. "Make it work!" He said angrily.
"Okay, okay." I clicked it and made the fire come out again. I demonstrated again. "Just like this. You have to hold it down to keep the fire there. Like this."
"Right!" He took it from me and he pushed me down again. I got angry. I stood up as he was trying to flick the lighter back on. I just lost control and pushed him back.
"Don't hurt me!" I shouted. "Why do you have to hurt me!? I didn't do ANYTHING!!"
He dropped the lighter and sped towards me instantly and pushed me down again, harder and farther and I had the wind knocked out of me. But I wasn't out yet. I was going to fight him as best as I could. He wasn't going to hurt me again! "URGHH!" I screamed in a way I've never heard myself scream before. I was like an animal, I was high on adrenalin, and I jumped up and swung my fists blindly at him.
"Ahhhhh!" Dilandau yelled. I punched and kicked and he punched me back. But he was stronger and better than I and soon I was bleeding and bruised. But for some reason, no pain was hitting home. My Adrenalin was pumping, and I was insane. I don't even know what happened, but I had him down and I was punching his face again and again. The Dragon Slayers were swarming in on me.
"GET THEM!!!" I yelled. "GET THEM AWAY! HE'S MINE!!" My friends immediately moved in on the Dragon Slayers. I screamed again with vicious intensity and elbowed him in the face so hard, I heard his nose crack. I pulled out Dilandau's sword and he kicked me in the ribs and pushed me off. I tried to swing it at him, but it was heavier than I had anticipated. Once the wight registered, I pointed it at him.
"Give that BACK!!!" He screamed. "OMAE O KOROSU!!" He grabbed Chesta and pulled out his sword, shoved him aside, and ran towards me. I held up my sword defensively, and screamed. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt his sword hit mine. I forced my eyes open and saw his face twisted with hatred and agony. I pushed my blade to his and pushed him back. Sharp pain ran through my fingers. He had cut my hand. I screamed wildly again. Dilandau's nostrils flared and he screamed fiercely in reply. He looked like a terrible monster. What do I look like? I thought.
He pushed me again, and I toppled onto the floor, on a broom, which hurt my back. I looked around. All of my friends were being beaten terribly by the Dragon Slayers. The Dragon Slayers were also getting their butts kicked, by the Gaea guys. Dilandau stalked towards me. I had a hard time lifting the sword again. This time I couldn't do it. My fingers were cut. I looked around and saw the broom. I broke the end off of the broom and used it as a staff. I swung it at Dilandau and he started to laugh. (Hey. This is me, editing. I just realized these two sentences rhyme. How strange!)
"Come on!" I cried shrilly. He laughed even harder. "Don't laugh!" I yelled and ran to him. He laughed harder and louder. I swung the broomstick so hard, I had to shut my eyes. A scream of hatred came from somewhere deep within me. The broomstick connected with someone.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Someone had yelled in pain. I opened my eyes. It was Dilandau. He was on the floor, trembling. Blood dripped onto the floor from under his hand, resting on his cheek. What luck! I had re- opened the scar with the jagged edge of the broom stick. I just realized that everything around me had stopped. Everyone was breathing hard and looking at Dilandau on the floor, and at me standing there with my broom stick, its tip full of Dilandau's blood. Stares of amazement were all focused on me and I suddenly felt very hot. All of my Earth friends looked sympathetic and frightened, they couldn't take their eyes off of me. Everyone was breathing heavily and Dilandau mumbling something about his beautiful face.
I really couldn't say anything. I suddenly tuned into the sound of someone laughing. The laughing has been there all along, I realized. It was vicious, and frighteningly intense. I thought, at first, that it was Dilandau, but he was mumbling. I looked around at everyone, staring at me. Who is that?! It hit me in an instant. Oh no, God, It's me!
I stopped laughing and looked at my right hand. It was splattered with blood. The stick had blood on the end. I dropped it. It hit the floor with a loud clang, and it echoed and rolled away. Now the only sounds were Dilandau whimpering. I suddenly felt pity for Dilandau, and a sick horror at the thought of myself in battle, screaming like an animal, and laughing triumphantly at Dilandau's agony. And I felt absolute fear.
Dilandau had told me he had a surprise for me. I was nervous, a surprise... from Dilandau?! This had to be bad, right? I had been told by Chesta to wait in a room with big plush seats and stuff. (yes, and stuff) Waiting. I really hated waiting. Especially for something I know would probably be bad. I took out my lighter.
I started flicking it on an off. Click. Click.
"MOERO!!!!!!!! HA HA HA HAAAAAH!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I cried, and jumped out of my seat! Dilandau had come up behind me.
"What do you think you're doing!?" I asked, breathlessly.
"How did you do that? Make fire in your hands!?" he asked eagerly, his eyes crazy and blood thirsty.
"You have flamethrowers, you have stealth cloaks of invisibility, you have the technology of liquid metal that can be immediately converted to solid weapons of destruction, and you don't have lighters?!?!"
"No. What are they?" He said, simply.
"They are like pocket sized flamethrowers, with a small flame, and they are carried around for convenience." I replied.
"Oh..." He said, absentmindedly, while moving towards me with outstretched hands.
"Uh.... so what did you want to show me?" I said, trying to change the subject.
"....Oh yeah!" He said as if he'd forgotten all about it. "Look what I went and got for you!"
"You got something for me?" I was truly surprised. "Really?"
"You bet!" He said triumphantly. "Look!" And he motioned to the people coming in. All of them were tied up and gaged. They were my friends! Lacey, Rebecca, Amanda, Justin, and even more people! My sister, Joanna was there, and John, (a friend of mine, Lacey, Amanda, and Rebecca's. He's in University now, but still a good friend and he visits us! He is a big Gundam Wing Fan,) and Amanda's attractive friend Shaun, dressed as Superman. (a very inside joke. Shaun, Amanda and I are cub-leaders. Shaun came to cubs one night with new glasses and it made him look like Clark Kent, so we called him Superman all of the time! ^.^) Somehow, Van, Allen, Milerna, the A-crew, and Merle were there too. Had they all been captured? I was very impressed!
"You did this all for me?!" I asked.
"Yeah! But Van is mine! HA HA HA HA HAH!" Dilandau replied.
Van looked worried, and Lacey did too. I scowled at the two of them!
"Thanks!" I said, and untied all of my friends and Justin. All of the Escaflowne people looked worried. I didn't untie any of them right away!
"Guys!" I cried!
"Jules!" Lacey, Amanda, Rebecca, and Joanna cried.
"How did you guys get here?" I asked, turning to Joanna, John, and Shaun... I mean... Superman.
"Ummm." Said Shaun, I mean, Superman. (Ohh. I can do this.)
"Well, I don't know." said my little sister, Joanna.
"I guess it's okay...." I said.
"So what do we do now?" Asked Justin.
"Shut up Justin!" Said Rebecca. We all laughed.
Dilandau shook his head and sat down. The Dragon Slayers all did the same.
"Well, they're going to take Van!!!" Cried Lacey.
"So?" I asked, scowling.
Rebecca's jaw dropped. So did Amanda's.
"Whaddya mean!?" Asked Lacey.
I went to all the Escaflowne people, who were still tied up and gagged. "Hmmm." I untied all of them, except Van, and Milerna because she's annoying. Allen didn't seem to mind. He went straight for Amanda, and Shaun, who was standing defensively close to her. (oh no....) Van raised his eyebrows at me, pleadingly. I frowned resentfully.
"Um. Dilandau?" I called.
"What?"
"What are you going to do to Van?"
"I'm going to KILL him! My scar aches because of him!" He cried angrily. He started to rub the scar painfully. "It's all his fault!" Dilandau jumped up, screaming manically.
"Sorry I asked." I muttered. "Hey! I have an idea. I'll trade you for him, kay?"
"NO!!"
"YES!!"
"What?"
"Umm, this!" I held up the lighter. Click. I lit it up, and the flame was reflected in his eyes. He went insane again. "I'll trade," I said, temptingly in a sing-song voice, waving it in front of him. His eyes followed it. He paused for a long moment, and everyone looked at him, anticipating his response. The other Dragon Slayers had gotten to their feet and backed slowly away. "It's all yours... for Van's freedom."
"MOERO!!!!! HA HA HA HA HA HAH!!!!" Dilandau screamed as he grabbed the lighter from my hand and singed his finger! "HA HA HA HA!" He ran out of the room and the Dragon Slayers followed. Two closed the doors, and apparently stood outside on guard. Lacey went and untied Van, and Justin untied Milerna. He helped her up and she leaned forward and kissed him, long and hard. I felt as if I'd throw up. So did everyone else. Lacey flushed angrily and helped Van up. Van came over to me.
"Thanks for that. That was quick thinking. You're pretty smart. I mean to have survived here with Dilandau all of this time."
"We have sort of a war going on." I said. Then it came to me! "Yes! We have a WAR going on! THIS has to be part of it! What are you planning Dilandau?"
"Who are you talking to?" Van asked me.
"Oh, no one in particular. It's a dramatic thing."
"Oh. Okay."
"What could it be?" I started to pace. Everyone sat down on the plushy pillow-chairs. (Why are there plushy pillow-chairs?) "What could he possibly be planning by having you here? He's probably concocting some evil, malicious scheme right now!"
"Actually, he's probably burning something!" Said Amanda. We all laughed. The door opened and I was hit in the face with something. I fell down.
"What the hell?" I said, picking up what had hit me. It was my lighter. "Huh?"
Dilandau was standing over me. Everyone was gasping all around me. Many Dragon Slayers had come in. He picked me up by the collar of my shirt. "Make it work!" He said angrily.
"Okay, okay." I clicked it and made the fire come out again. I demonstrated again. "Just like this. You have to hold it down to keep the fire there. Like this."
"Right!" He took it from me and he pushed me down again. I got angry. I stood up as he was trying to flick the lighter back on. I just lost control and pushed him back.
"Don't hurt me!" I shouted. "Why do you have to hurt me!? I didn't do ANYTHING!!"
He dropped the lighter and sped towards me instantly and pushed me down again, harder and farther and I had the wind knocked out of me. But I wasn't out yet. I was going to fight him as best as I could. He wasn't going to hurt me again! "URGHH!" I screamed in a way I've never heard myself scream before. I was like an animal, I was high on adrenalin, and I jumped up and swung my fists blindly at him.
"Ahhhhh!" Dilandau yelled. I punched and kicked and he punched me back. But he was stronger and better than I and soon I was bleeding and bruised. But for some reason, no pain was hitting home. My Adrenalin was pumping, and I was insane. I don't even know what happened, but I had him down and I was punching his face again and again. The Dragon Slayers were swarming in on me.
"GET THEM!!!" I yelled. "GET THEM AWAY! HE'S MINE!!" My friends immediately moved in on the Dragon Slayers. I screamed again with vicious intensity and elbowed him in the face so hard, I heard his nose crack. I pulled out Dilandau's sword and he kicked me in the ribs and pushed me off. I tried to swing it at him, but it was heavier than I had anticipated. Once the wight registered, I pointed it at him.
"Give that BACK!!!" He screamed. "OMAE O KOROSU!!" He grabbed Chesta and pulled out his sword, shoved him aside, and ran towards me. I held up my sword defensively, and screamed. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt his sword hit mine. I forced my eyes open and saw his face twisted with hatred and agony. I pushed my blade to his and pushed him back. Sharp pain ran through my fingers. He had cut my hand. I screamed wildly again. Dilandau's nostrils flared and he screamed fiercely in reply. He looked like a terrible monster. What do I look like? I thought.
He pushed me again, and I toppled onto the floor, on a broom, which hurt my back. I looked around. All of my friends were being beaten terribly by the Dragon Slayers. The Dragon Slayers were also getting their butts kicked, by the Gaea guys. Dilandau stalked towards me. I had a hard time lifting the sword again. This time I couldn't do it. My fingers were cut. I looked around and saw the broom. I broke the end off of the broom and used it as a staff. I swung it at Dilandau and he started to laugh. (Hey. This is me, editing. I just realized these two sentences rhyme. How strange!)
"Come on!" I cried shrilly. He laughed even harder. "Don't laugh!" I yelled and ran to him. He laughed harder and louder. I swung the broomstick so hard, I had to shut my eyes. A scream of hatred came from somewhere deep within me. The broomstick connected with someone.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Someone had yelled in pain. I opened my eyes. It was Dilandau. He was on the floor, trembling. Blood dripped onto the floor from under his hand, resting on his cheek. What luck! I had re- opened the scar with the jagged edge of the broom stick. I just realized that everything around me had stopped. Everyone was breathing hard and looking at Dilandau on the floor, and at me standing there with my broom stick, its tip full of Dilandau's blood. Stares of amazement were all focused on me and I suddenly felt very hot. All of my Earth friends looked sympathetic and frightened, they couldn't take their eyes off of me. Everyone was breathing heavily and Dilandau mumbling something about his beautiful face.
I really couldn't say anything. I suddenly tuned into the sound of someone laughing. The laughing has been there all along, I realized. It was vicious, and frighteningly intense. I thought, at first, that it was Dilandau, but he was mumbling. I looked around at everyone, staring at me. Who is that?! It hit me in an instant. Oh no, God, It's me!
I stopped laughing and looked at my right hand. It was splattered with blood. The stick had blood on the end. I dropped it. It hit the floor with a loud clang, and it echoed and rolled away. Now the only sounds were Dilandau whimpering. I suddenly felt pity for Dilandau, and a sick horror at the thought of myself in battle, screaming like an animal, and laughing triumphantly at Dilandau's agony. And I felt absolute fear.