Disclaimer:  Don't own Esca-how's that Bob?

Author's Note:  Okay this chapter is for CrimsonFire!  It's sort of a "what happened to Van" thing that I did for her.  Read if you dislike Van and skip if you like him! 

The Lost Protector

This story is dedicated to Chichirui for she is the reason for most of my inspiration and without her these stories wouldn't be half as fun!  So this one is for you my hyper active friend!  Keep the hyperness alive!

Chapter 11: Death of a Fanel

Rika jumped through the time portal and landed in the battle.  An evil smile lit up her face as she searched the soldiers for Van.  The field was pure chaos but it was like her sight was automatically drawn to him.  It only took her a second to find him-at the skirts of the other end of the field.  Her eyes glazing over with anticipation, she locked on her target and began to run towards him at a high speed.

She ran, cutting through battles, running in front of people, avoiding clashing swords and ignoring insults thrown at her.  Most were Fanillians and she knew they would regret their words and actions after she was done.  Still smiling, she transported herself the rest of the way to Van, bored with her run.  Her energy needed to be saved for the battle.

Stepped out of the portal just behind him, she saw Dilandau battling Van.  "Lord Dilandau, leave him to me," she commanded, locking eyes with the crimson eyed general.  He faltered for a second, glancing at her and then Van, trying to make sense.  Yet his thought were interrupted by the cry of a familiar voice over the horizon that made him peel away. 

Rika smiled devilishly at Van and pulled her sword free of its sheath.  "I'm going to make you pay, Van Fanel," she said, voice dripping with hatred as she charged.  Van barely had any time to deflect Rika's sword before she attacked again.  Arched her sword and swinging downwards as Van jumped back.

The attacks were brutal and fast leaving him barely any time to react between attacks.  She swung at his middle; Van jumped to the side.  She charged and swung at his neck; he rolled away.  He was only playing hard to get to stay alive and Rika knew this.  It greatly annoyed her.

Rika growled and changed her blade into energy.  "Avoiding me, Fanel?  You will pay for that mistake," she growled and then charged again, more confidence in the rage that was building.  Van jumped to the side again but not before she was able to slash his arm.  He screamed in pain as the blade touched his skin ripping it apart.  The cells were burnt as the metal and energy worked its magic to leave a huge burn mark and a rather deep cut.

Van got to his feet and pulled his sword out of its scabbard.  Rika's face contorted into a look of pure hate and lust.  "That won't help you," she said maliciously.

With one flick of her wrist, her blade sliced through Van's sword, right at the hilt.  Van looked startled as his blade fell to the ground, then, dropping the handle of the once proud sword, went into a fighting position.  "Again, that won't help you.  I will kill you today, Van Fanel!  You will die by a Fate's hand as payment for what you did to Lord Dilandau and the Dragon Slayers!" She yelled angrily as she charged him, sword ready.

She sliced his already damaged arm off in a single swipe.  Van looked at his bloody stump of an arm and began to scream in pain as his neurons fired in response.  "That's only a fraction of what the Dragon Slayers felt!" Rika yelled at him.  She charged again and Van stumbled backwards.

His blood was now spilling from him useless arm like a stream.  To Rika it was absolutely beautiful.  She took off his legs next with a single swipe.  Again he screamed in pain as tears fell unbidden from his eyes.  She knew he was too busy wallowing in pain to curse her.

"Like it?  Do you like the pain, Fanel?!" She screamed as she slashed again.  This time her swing gracefully took out Van's other arm.  Van screamed again, only his scream was fading fast. Tears of pain and blood were running down his face, his own blood covered him like a second skin.  He lay in his own pool of blood looking up at Rika through darkening eyes.

Rika smiled evilly.  "I'll make you suffer, Fanel.  This is how much pain you put Lord Dilandau in for ruining his beautiful face!  This is how much pain you put the Dragon Slayers through when you killed them!  This is the pain you're feeling for them," she hissed.

She took her blade, unsoiled by the blood and gore, beautiful in all its might, and gave him burns across his chest.  Van could no longer fight back or scream.  Rika smiled as a pure evil plan came to her mind.  She changed her sword back and slashed Van across the chest.

Watching as his blood poured freely from his numerous wounds, Rika couldn't contain her glee.  Even if she left him now no one would be able to save him.  That thought lit up her face in a crazy grin.  She watched him for half an hour, spitting up his own blood and rolling in it, helpless and the trophy of her revenge.  "Listen to me, Fanel," she hissed at him. 

She saw his eyes slowly lift up to her face.  She grinned.  "Your executor's name is Rika Avalon.  Adore that name, for you'll take that name to your grave," Rika shouted as she raised her sword above her head.  She brought the sword down on Van's neck.

He never got to finish what he was whispering.  His head rolled off his neck and lay in his blood.  It stared with dark eyes at its body.  Rika took this all in with lavish.  Then she began to laugh.  It was a high, crazed sounding laugh. But in it there was a note of triumph.

Rika stopped laughing long enough to bring her blade up to her mouth.  She licked the blood off it, savoring the taste.  Her enemy's own blood.  She licked the sword clean, and then began to laugh again.  She laughed for another couple minutes, and then stepped backwards. She stepped straight into a time portal, looking around one last time.  Even when she had disappeared the essence of her triumph lingered.

Author's Note:  Okay I know that was short but it's very hard to come up with multiple ways to kill a king without taking him away from the battle.  I hope you guys liked it though.  Last chapter is next so review and you'll get it.  Thanks!

~The Shadow That Takes Form as a Kat~

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