Yeah!! The musical I was in is over now! I have time to write this
fanfiction for all my wonderful fans! Aren't you all so happy? Sorry for
not updating sooner for I've been having a lot of writers block... forgive
me! Also I'm sorry for the shortness of the chapter.
Opps! The last chapter... I said there was a link to see Hitomi's weapon... but for some reason it didn't appear. I'll try and figure it out. If you want you can search for yourself for some pictures. It's Sueng Mina from Soul Calibur. Anyways thanks again for all the wonderful reviews! And Gryphon Gal, thanks so much for telling me that the link wasn't there... I didn't catch that when looking it over. And don't worry... I won't have Dilandau and Hitomi hit it off in a few chapters. I have a few surprises in store. _ Just read and find out! And thank you reviewers!!! (I'll recognize you all in the very last chapter! Think of it as 'the credits'.)
AN about the weapon: If some of you still don't understand Hitomi's weapon... think of a hockey stick... the blade on the end of the hockey stick is sticking straight up instead of being curved. It is held so the blade is near your head. The main stick part has a height that goes to your shoulders. The blade rises above your head. The one side of the blade is curved outwards and the other side of the blade is flat. Imagine the capital letter D but more stretched out. I said it was dull because it was a practice weapon. Hope everyone understands and has a better picture of what her weapon looks like. Dilandau also was using the same thing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne x infinity!!!!
Hitomi... now it seemed that he didn't have the feeling to get his revenge on her anymore. After looking into her eyes... all the hatred seemed to dissolve away.
Chapter 7: Training
Hitomi stood there stunned. What had just happened? Dilandau actually seemed normal for a minute. But it only lasted a moment, for the fire of revenge swept his eyes once contact was broken. Hitomi shook all current thoughts from her head and bent down to pick up her rod. She held it in front of her, staring at it.
'You're not going to get any better just staring at your weapon!' she mentally scolded herself.
Nodding her head she resumed to train but this time by herself. For now she wouldn't work on anything but blocks and simple attacks. When her fighting style improved, the more complicated moves could be learned.
Standing in the center of the room, she focused straight ahead at an invincible enemy. Hitomi pictured herself thrusting the blade end of her pole through the air. Unconsciously her inner eye placed a soldier at the end of her blade. Their eyes bulged out and blood gushed from the wound in their stomach. Hitomi stood there in shock. Her breathing was becoming more difficult and she struggled to regain her composure. Blinking a few times, Hitomi cleared her thoughts and glanced forward. There was no one there... just the air around her.
'Why did I see that?' Hitomi thought to herself.
Her mind answered it for her. 'You are learning to fight... aren't you? Well... what do fighters do? They kill... they cause pain and suffering...'
'No! I'm not learning how to fight just to kill someone! I just don't want to rely on others to protect me! I have to take care of myself' Hitomi argued back.
'But sometimes in order to protect yourself, you must kill. It is either their life or yours.'
Hitomi's struggle in her mind had ended abruptly once those words were said. They echoed in her mind over and over... 'It is either their life or yours'...
It was true... the whole point of fighting is to survive. If taking away someone else's life was what it came down to... then it had to be done.
'But I don't want blood to stain my hands!' Hitomi tried to reason with her inner thoughts.
'Do you want the ones you love to die because of you?!' her mind contradicted.
'No... I don't want anyone to die on my behalf! It almost happened twice... I can't let that happen ever again.'
'Then you will have no choice then but to kill! It will come some day. You might as well accept it. To survive in this world, you must become one of the strong. Being weak will only get you or the ones you care about killed.'
Hitomi knew those thoughts were all correct. So in order for her to stay alive and hopefully be able to return home some day, she had to stay strong, and become a fighter of great potential.
She took in a deep breath and positioned herself in a good fighting stance. Her feet were spread apart with knees slightly bent. Her weapon being held in both hands, each positioned the way Dilandau had instructed her to.
Hitomi sprinted forward and swung her rod towards the right. She lifted it above her head and spun it like a helicopter a few times before lowering it back down to her side. She made up attacks and carried out each one trying to use as swift movements as possible. She felt her muscles becoming wearier by the minute and sweat was rapidly forming along her brow.
At last her muscles gave out and she sank to the floor. She had lost track of time and when she looked out the windows, the sun looked well past noon.
"I haven't pushed myself that hard in a while." she told herself.
The weapon was certainly heavy and seemed to get heavier as she used it. Lazily, Hitomi lifted herself to her feet and leaned against her rod for support. She ran a hand through her hair and blew a stray piece away from where it had fallen against her forehead.
The rod was placed back on its rack and Hitomi made her way to the door. She pulled open the door and closed it behind her. Curiously she looked around but nothing looked familiar to her.
Hitomi mentally scolded herself. 'Great! Just great... in all the rush going to the sound of the 'battle', I forgot to remember where I came from.'
Just as Hitomi was going to give in to wandering, a familiar face started to walk down the hall.
"Wait! Masumi right?" Hitomi said as she ran up to the maid girl.
"Yes?" She started to turn from where she was walking when she suddenly recognized who was talking to her. "Oh! Miss Hitomi! Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Actually yes. I'm a little lost. And please... can you just call me Hitomi?"
"Of course. Do you wish to go back to your room or would you like to see more of the Vione?"
"Well it would be nice to actually see the rest of this place... seeing I might as well be a little more familiar with my surroundings. I don't want to look like a little lost puppy all the time."
Masumi gave a slight laugh at Hitomi's comment, and led the way for their journey around the Vione.
Thanks for reading! I'll try and update sooner.... don't forget to review!!
Opps! The last chapter... I said there was a link to see Hitomi's weapon... but for some reason it didn't appear. I'll try and figure it out. If you want you can search for yourself for some pictures. It's Sueng Mina from Soul Calibur. Anyways thanks again for all the wonderful reviews! And Gryphon Gal, thanks so much for telling me that the link wasn't there... I didn't catch that when looking it over. And don't worry... I won't have Dilandau and Hitomi hit it off in a few chapters. I have a few surprises in store. _ Just read and find out! And thank you reviewers!!! (I'll recognize you all in the very last chapter! Think of it as 'the credits'.)
AN about the weapon: If some of you still don't understand Hitomi's weapon... think of a hockey stick... the blade on the end of the hockey stick is sticking straight up instead of being curved. It is held so the blade is near your head. The main stick part has a height that goes to your shoulders. The blade rises above your head. The one side of the blade is curved outwards and the other side of the blade is flat. Imagine the capital letter D but more stretched out. I said it was dull because it was a practice weapon. Hope everyone understands and has a better picture of what her weapon looks like. Dilandau also was using the same thing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne x infinity!!!!
Hitomi... now it seemed that he didn't have the feeling to get his revenge on her anymore. After looking into her eyes... all the hatred seemed to dissolve away.
Chapter 7: Training
Hitomi stood there stunned. What had just happened? Dilandau actually seemed normal for a minute. But it only lasted a moment, for the fire of revenge swept his eyes once contact was broken. Hitomi shook all current thoughts from her head and bent down to pick up her rod. She held it in front of her, staring at it.
'You're not going to get any better just staring at your weapon!' she mentally scolded herself.
Nodding her head she resumed to train but this time by herself. For now she wouldn't work on anything but blocks and simple attacks. When her fighting style improved, the more complicated moves could be learned.
Standing in the center of the room, she focused straight ahead at an invincible enemy. Hitomi pictured herself thrusting the blade end of her pole through the air. Unconsciously her inner eye placed a soldier at the end of her blade. Their eyes bulged out and blood gushed from the wound in their stomach. Hitomi stood there in shock. Her breathing was becoming more difficult and she struggled to regain her composure. Blinking a few times, Hitomi cleared her thoughts and glanced forward. There was no one there... just the air around her.
'Why did I see that?' Hitomi thought to herself.
Her mind answered it for her. 'You are learning to fight... aren't you? Well... what do fighters do? They kill... they cause pain and suffering...'
'No! I'm not learning how to fight just to kill someone! I just don't want to rely on others to protect me! I have to take care of myself' Hitomi argued back.
'But sometimes in order to protect yourself, you must kill. It is either their life or yours.'
Hitomi's struggle in her mind had ended abruptly once those words were said. They echoed in her mind over and over... 'It is either their life or yours'...
It was true... the whole point of fighting is to survive. If taking away someone else's life was what it came down to... then it had to be done.
'But I don't want blood to stain my hands!' Hitomi tried to reason with her inner thoughts.
'Do you want the ones you love to die because of you?!' her mind contradicted.
'No... I don't want anyone to die on my behalf! It almost happened twice... I can't let that happen ever again.'
'Then you will have no choice then but to kill! It will come some day. You might as well accept it. To survive in this world, you must become one of the strong. Being weak will only get you or the ones you care about killed.'
Hitomi knew those thoughts were all correct. So in order for her to stay alive and hopefully be able to return home some day, she had to stay strong, and become a fighter of great potential.
She took in a deep breath and positioned herself in a good fighting stance. Her feet were spread apart with knees slightly bent. Her weapon being held in both hands, each positioned the way Dilandau had instructed her to.
Hitomi sprinted forward and swung her rod towards the right. She lifted it above her head and spun it like a helicopter a few times before lowering it back down to her side. She made up attacks and carried out each one trying to use as swift movements as possible. She felt her muscles becoming wearier by the minute and sweat was rapidly forming along her brow.
At last her muscles gave out and she sank to the floor. She had lost track of time and when she looked out the windows, the sun looked well past noon.
"I haven't pushed myself that hard in a while." she told herself.
The weapon was certainly heavy and seemed to get heavier as she used it. Lazily, Hitomi lifted herself to her feet and leaned against her rod for support. She ran a hand through her hair and blew a stray piece away from where it had fallen against her forehead.
The rod was placed back on its rack and Hitomi made her way to the door. She pulled open the door and closed it behind her. Curiously she looked around but nothing looked familiar to her.
Hitomi mentally scolded herself. 'Great! Just great... in all the rush going to the sound of the 'battle', I forgot to remember where I came from.'
Just as Hitomi was going to give in to wandering, a familiar face started to walk down the hall.
"Wait! Masumi right?" Hitomi said as she ran up to the maid girl.
"Yes?" She started to turn from where she was walking when she suddenly recognized who was talking to her. "Oh! Miss Hitomi! Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Actually yes. I'm a little lost. And please... can you just call me Hitomi?"
"Of course. Do you wish to go back to your room or would you like to see more of the Vione?"
"Well it would be nice to actually see the rest of this place... seeing I might as well be a little more familiar with my surroundings. I don't want to look like a little lost puppy all the time."
Masumi gave a slight laugh at Hitomi's comment, and led the way for their journey around the Vione.
Thanks for reading! I'll try and update sooner.... don't forget to review!!
