The sorrows from within
" Yes, I want to know what you were so frightened of while you were sleeping, last night?" He asked softly.
Hope froze, her eyes weren't glazed anymore just wide in uneasiness " It was nothing." She said breathing, trying to calm herself.
" Your lying, I know it was something" Dilandau said slightly raising his voice.
" It was about my father" She said not exactly trusting him, but had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that told her to tell him.
Disclaimer: I don't own any to do with Escaflowne, the only thing I own is the characters of my stories.
Thanz: Japanimejo for the long review, and your suggestions.
Chapter 5: An untruthful trust, based on intuition.
" Your father?" Dilandau was puzzled with this, who's father could have scared them so." What about your father?" He asked.
" He was murdered, when I was 6" She replied, her eyes containing some moisture at the corners.
" Oh well, why do you only cry for him in your sleep, and not here while your awake?" Dilandau asked, knowing there had to be a weakness in this.
" I was told not to cry for him, I was to be strong" Hope said with more strength and intensity.
" Well it seems that strength has failed you, cause I have seen you cry, and the emotion you hold within yourself." Dilandau said coldly, as if he has a heart of ice.
Hope didn't retaliate this time, as she would usually do. But she knew he was right, she had shown an emotion that she would regularly hide from everyone. Well that was no more, from now on she wasn't going to spill another tear. Not anything or anyone will make any emotions stir within herself.
They didn't talk for a while, just sat there in the stillness. The anger in Hope rose inside her while she thought of what Dilandau had said. As she was thinking Dilandau had got fed up with the silence and left the girl alone with her thoughts.
Hope started thinking for a while and then looked down to inspect herself. She was still wearing her black clothing but it was fairly torn. She had quite a lot of bandages, and she could see a light shade of crimson making its appearance through the light wrappings. She sighed, she knew she must have looked like crap, but it didn't compare to how she felt. Her whole body hurt, but her heart felt like ice and as empty as the black hole in space.
She knew that if she wanted to survive on this planet she would have to learn how to fight. Hope had seen that just about everyone wore a sword, and assumed they were essential. While Hope was living alone in her house she had never felt she had to fight, but ....now she had a feeling deep inside her urging her to learn. While Hope was wondering how she would be able to learn the craft of the sword a small flake of snow had fallen through the bars of the windows and floated through the room.
Hope's family had been one of many beliefs. They would take in the signs of nature and believe that it was there for a purpose.
She watched the snowflake drift towards the cell door. It landed and melted, but there was something more.....
There was a soft clicking noise and she thought it was another guard or something, but it was different. It wasn't the clicking of boots, it was the clicking of metal against metal. Hope got up and walked cautiously towards the cell door. She leaned up against the door to see if there was someone there making the strange noise. But when she leaned against the door it swung away from her grasp. She yelped in surprise and fell to the floor not expecting the fall to happen.
" Ouch" She said to herself finally looking to see if there was anyone who seen her fall." Good, Im not in for confrontation right now" Hope silently breathed, as she got up and dusted off her torn cloths.
Hope took a look at the corridor that she was standing in. It was cold and gloomy and certainly held a definition of a dungeon. She wanted to desperately wanted to get out of here, all they wanted was for her to join there army, and for nothing else.
She crept around the corner and being very cautious not to alarm anyone with her escape. After Hope walked around for about a half an hour she started to get suspicious about something. Her mind thinking on what was wrong, since her weird get away from her cell she hasn't seen anyone.
All of a sudden an alarm went off and Hope inwardly kicked herself. " I always jinx myself" Hope said sighing." I guess I'll have to do some running." Hope ran around the corner and ended up in a hallway with three people in it.
To her surprise she only recognized one of them, it was Dilandau. But the other two were different, they didn't wear the same uniform as the rest of them, and they didn't seem the type. One was tall and had long blond hair, and looked like an knight. The other looked a little more rugged, he had raven black hair that was strewn every where, and when she caught his eye he had deep reddish brown eyes. She just looked around, and noticed that the dark haired boy and Dilandau were fighting, and the blond haired guy was standing in a fighting stance. When Hope ran into that hallway Dilandau seen someone but didn't see who it was, but now he had a long look.
" How did you get out of your cell?" Dilandau yelled, with a surprised. All three of there gazes landed on the girl with shredded clothing. The two unknown guys had a puzzled look upon there face. Dilandau took this moment of confusion to his advantage he was about to swing his sword but Hope got a weird feeling. Everything seemed to be frozen in time while Hope looked at the situation. Suddenly a small breeze of wind blew from behind her and towards the two unknown people. She took this as a sign and instantly took an action upon instinct. She ran and pushed The two guys out of the reach of Dilandau's blood covered sword.
Dilandau's sword came down upon Hope and made a fairly large wound on Hope's shoulder. She winced in pain and gripped her shoulder, but got up not shedding one tear.
The Blond fighter took this moment and hit Dilandau on the back of the head and rendered him into a unwanted deep sleep.
Hope was getting dizzy, this new wound and with her previous wound was taking a lot out of her. She was standing and watching the two mysterious guys get up and sheathed their swords. Both there gazes again landed on the strange girl that seemed to be a prisoner.
" Allen, she looks pretty bad, should we take her back with us?" The raven haired boy asked.
" I don't know Van, she could just be a spy or something." Allen said looking at the girl suspitiously.
" Who are you girl?" The blond knight asked the silver haired girl.
Hope was hesitant to answer, she didn't know if she should answer, and she was praying for her flake of snow to guide her. But it never came.
" Im known as Hope" She said softly wincing again from the pain in her shoulder. But what she didn't know was that she was loosing more blood than expected. Her tumble opened her newly wrapped wounds and the thick red liquid was making its way the surface.
" Hope , is it, well where are you..." Allen started to ask another question but Van interrupted them.
" Excuse me, but the dragonslayers are going to be here any minute, and Im not a person that would want to be here when they get here." Van said talking mainly towards Allen.
While Allen and Van were deciding weather or not to take Hope with them, she collapsed onto the cold floor. Her blood started to flow more freely and in more quantity. Van felt bad for her, so he picked her up, against Allen's wishes and took her with them.
Authors note: Theres another chapter, sorry it took so long. Its sort of short but Im working at it.
Please R&R, suggestions would help me write faster.
Thanz Later days.
" Yes, I want to know what you were so frightened of while you were sleeping, last night?" He asked softly.
Hope froze, her eyes weren't glazed anymore just wide in uneasiness " It was nothing." She said breathing, trying to calm herself.
" Your lying, I know it was something" Dilandau said slightly raising his voice.
" It was about my father" She said not exactly trusting him, but had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that told her to tell him.
Disclaimer: I don't own any to do with Escaflowne, the only thing I own is the characters of my stories.
Thanz: Japanimejo for the long review, and your suggestions.
Chapter 5: An untruthful trust, based on intuition.
" Your father?" Dilandau was puzzled with this, who's father could have scared them so." What about your father?" He asked.
" He was murdered, when I was 6" She replied, her eyes containing some moisture at the corners.
" Oh well, why do you only cry for him in your sleep, and not here while your awake?" Dilandau asked, knowing there had to be a weakness in this.
" I was told not to cry for him, I was to be strong" Hope said with more strength and intensity.
" Well it seems that strength has failed you, cause I have seen you cry, and the emotion you hold within yourself." Dilandau said coldly, as if he has a heart of ice.
Hope didn't retaliate this time, as she would usually do. But she knew he was right, she had shown an emotion that she would regularly hide from everyone. Well that was no more, from now on she wasn't going to spill another tear. Not anything or anyone will make any emotions stir within herself.
They didn't talk for a while, just sat there in the stillness. The anger in Hope rose inside her while she thought of what Dilandau had said. As she was thinking Dilandau had got fed up with the silence and left the girl alone with her thoughts.
Hope started thinking for a while and then looked down to inspect herself. She was still wearing her black clothing but it was fairly torn. She had quite a lot of bandages, and she could see a light shade of crimson making its appearance through the light wrappings. She sighed, she knew she must have looked like crap, but it didn't compare to how she felt. Her whole body hurt, but her heart felt like ice and as empty as the black hole in space.
She knew that if she wanted to survive on this planet she would have to learn how to fight. Hope had seen that just about everyone wore a sword, and assumed they were essential. While Hope was living alone in her house she had never felt she had to fight, but ....now she had a feeling deep inside her urging her to learn. While Hope was wondering how she would be able to learn the craft of the sword a small flake of snow had fallen through the bars of the windows and floated through the room.
Hope's family had been one of many beliefs. They would take in the signs of nature and believe that it was there for a purpose.
She watched the snowflake drift towards the cell door. It landed and melted, but there was something more.....
There was a soft clicking noise and she thought it was another guard or something, but it was different. It wasn't the clicking of boots, it was the clicking of metal against metal. Hope got up and walked cautiously towards the cell door. She leaned up against the door to see if there was someone there making the strange noise. But when she leaned against the door it swung away from her grasp. She yelped in surprise and fell to the floor not expecting the fall to happen.
" Ouch" She said to herself finally looking to see if there was anyone who seen her fall." Good, Im not in for confrontation right now" Hope silently breathed, as she got up and dusted off her torn cloths.
Hope took a look at the corridor that she was standing in. It was cold and gloomy and certainly held a definition of a dungeon. She wanted to desperately wanted to get out of here, all they wanted was for her to join there army, and for nothing else.
She crept around the corner and being very cautious not to alarm anyone with her escape. After Hope walked around for about a half an hour she started to get suspicious about something. Her mind thinking on what was wrong, since her weird get away from her cell she hasn't seen anyone.
All of a sudden an alarm went off and Hope inwardly kicked herself. " I always jinx myself" Hope said sighing." I guess I'll have to do some running." Hope ran around the corner and ended up in a hallway with three people in it.
To her surprise she only recognized one of them, it was Dilandau. But the other two were different, they didn't wear the same uniform as the rest of them, and they didn't seem the type. One was tall and had long blond hair, and looked like an knight. The other looked a little more rugged, he had raven black hair that was strewn every where, and when she caught his eye he had deep reddish brown eyes. She just looked around, and noticed that the dark haired boy and Dilandau were fighting, and the blond haired guy was standing in a fighting stance. When Hope ran into that hallway Dilandau seen someone but didn't see who it was, but now he had a long look.
" How did you get out of your cell?" Dilandau yelled, with a surprised. All three of there gazes landed on the girl with shredded clothing. The two unknown guys had a puzzled look upon there face. Dilandau took this moment of confusion to his advantage he was about to swing his sword but Hope got a weird feeling. Everything seemed to be frozen in time while Hope looked at the situation. Suddenly a small breeze of wind blew from behind her and towards the two unknown people. She took this as a sign and instantly took an action upon instinct. She ran and pushed The two guys out of the reach of Dilandau's blood covered sword.
Dilandau's sword came down upon Hope and made a fairly large wound on Hope's shoulder. She winced in pain and gripped her shoulder, but got up not shedding one tear.
The Blond fighter took this moment and hit Dilandau on the back of the head and rendered him into a unwanted deep sleep.
Hope was getting dizzy, this new wound and with her previous wound was taking a lot out of her. She was standing and watching the two mysterious guys get up and sheathed their swords. Both there gazes again landed on the strange girl that seemed to be a prisoner.
" Allen, she looks pretty bad, should we take her back with us?" The raven haired boy asked.
" I don't know Van, she could just be a spy or something." Allen said looking at the girl suspitiously.
" Who are you girl?" The blond knight asked the silver haired girl.
Hope was hesitant to answer, she didn't know if she should answer, and she was praying for her flake of snow to guide her. But it never came.
" Im known as Hope" She said softly wincing again from the pain in her shoulder. But what she didn't know was that she was loosing more blood than expected. Her tumble opened her newly wrapped wounds and the thick red liquid was making its way the surface.
" Hope , is it, well where are you..." Allen started to ask another question but Van interrupted them.
" Excuse me, but the dragonslayers are going to be here any minute, and Im not a person that would want to be here when they get here." Van said talking mainly towards Allen.
While Allen and Van were deciding weather or not to take Hope with them, she collapsed onto the cold floor. Her blood started to flow more freely and in more quantity. Van felt bad for her, so he picked her up, against Allen's wishes and took her with them.
Authors note: Theres another chapter, sorry it took so long. Its sort of short but Im working at it.
Please R&R, suggestions would help me write faster.
Thanz Later days.