Hello hello hello!!!!!!!!!!! Hey guys, just another evil chapter coming
your way (I'm not kidding, it's really evil) Any wayz, do not own any thing
what's so ever, Thankies!!
Thunder Mistress ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The night was dark and cold, and the air was still and smelt of the small stench of blood. Only fires of so called victory lit up the dark ibis as the white moon hid in a realm of silence. The war was done, not a soul still walked or breathed. The hunger for power and blood was still lively in the land of Geae, even after when Hitomi left for those few years. Nothing had changed in some minds that were tainted with visions of Chaotic destruction.
If only............
If only............
He sat on his horse, stiff like a statue in a museum, overlooking his victory of another village won. His breaths were silent as he raised his head to look over the horizon of the fires. He smiled. He smiled a dark smile, one by inclination and abblility was filled with insanity, devotion, and pure joy. Ever since lord Folken had fallen, he sought out to take over the dark dragon clan and it's little survivors. He soon reformed the army, and formed disaster in it's own peak.
"Sir" He turned around slightly to see his solder, kneeling down a few feet away from his horse as his head hung low in respect for his authority. "Status report" he ordered dryly. "All targets have been slain, no one lives except for the remaining solders" he explained. "Casualties?" he asked as another order. "156 men out of the 800 were slain sir" he stated. "They didn't have much defense so they suffered far more then us"
He surpresa low chuckle from his throat as he turned back to the ruins that danced with fire. His chuckling gradually became hair raising laughter. "Jajuka, we have done it, once we find that kingdom of that girl Millerna's, conquer it, and kill the remaining survivors, we can finally move on to that bastered Van and his kingdom!! Hahahah!!!!" The solider nodded at his remark. "Yes lord Dilandau" (A/N: ok people, lets pretend the guy that happens to be a psycho isn't Allen's sister ok? Besides, I'm practically going by the Escaflowne, that's how I got the plot! ^^)
Dilandau hadn't much changed after a few years. Still the psychotic man who's only pleasure was blood, murder, and a good time of sex. Yes, it was true, Dilandau found himself being stressed and hired prostitutes to pleasure him when he most needed it. Other wise that, he still held the stale cold thought of ruling his own kingdom and be dominate to Geae, were all feared him. (A/n: well that's quit easy........)
He smiled. "Van, I am back" With that, he burst into another state of roaring laughter, only to fill the night sky.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sorry for the shortness people but I have to cut it to there. See, didn't I tell ya this was a pretty dark chap? Well review please! Thankies again! ^^
Thunder Mistress ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The night was dark and cold, and the air was still and smelt of the small stench of blood. Only fires of so called victory lit up the dark ibis as the white moon hid in a realm of silence. The war was done, not a soul still walked or breathed. The hunger for power and blood was still lively in the land of Geae, even after when Hitomi left for those few years. Nothing had changed in some minds that were tainted with visions of Chaotic destruction.
If only............
If only............
He sat on his horse, stiff like a statue in a museum, overlooking his victory of another village won. His breaths were silent as he raised his head to look over the horizon of the fires. He smiled. He smiled a dark smile, one by inclination and abblility was filled with insanity, devotion, and pure joy. Ever since lord Folken had fallen, he sought out to take over the dark dragon clan and it's little survivors. He soon reformed the army, and formed disaster in it's own peak.
"Sir" He turned around slightly to see his solder, kneeling down a few feet away from his horse as his head hung low in respect for his authority. "Status report" he ordered dryly. "All targets have been slain, no one lives except for the remaining solders" he explained. "Casualties?" he asked as another order. "156 men out of the 800 were slain sir" he stated. "They didn't have much defense so they suffered far more then us"
He surpresa low chuckle from his throat as he turned back to the ruins that danced with fire. His chuckling gradually became hair raising laughter. "Jajuka, we have done it, once we find that kingdom of that girl Millerna's, conquer it, and kill the remaining survivors, we can finally move on to that bastered Van and his kingdom!! Hahahah!!!!" The solider nodded at his remark. "Yes lord Dilandau" (A/N: ok people, lets pretend the guy that happens to be a psycho isn't Allen's sister ok? Besides, I'm practically going by the Escaflowne, that's how I got the plot! ^^)
Dilandau hadn't much changed after a few years. Still the psychotic man who's only pleasure was blood, murder, and a good time of sex. Yes, it was true, Dilandau found himself being stressed and hired prostitutes to pleasure him when he most needed it. Other wise that, he still held the stale cold thought of ruling his own kingdom and be dominate to Geae, were all feared him. (A/n: well that's quit easy........)
He smiled. "Van, I am back" With that, he burst into another state of roaring laughter, only to fill the night sky.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sorry for the shortness people but I have to cut it to there. See, didn't I tell ya this was a pretty dark chap? Well review please! Thankies again! ^^