A/N: Hello again! I'm ill at the moment so I found time to write a new fic!
Hope you like it!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne or its characters *sobs * I wish I would own Van!!
In Disguise
"Your majesty ! Watch out !!"
He felt something bump into him and then there was a sudden pain in his shoulder. He could hear frantic shouts and screams, but they soon vanished and darkness enveloped him.
****
"Do you think he is Okay? When will he wake up? Will he ever wake up?"
"Calm down, he surely is all right! The healers said he needs to rest!"
"But what if he doesn't wake up?"
He heard familiar voices, but he couldn't tell to whom they belonged. He wanted to open his eyes, but they were so heavy and it was so nicely warm in his bed, he couldn't bring himself to wake up.
"He moved, he moved! What shall we do? What if he can't wake up? I have to help him!," a frantic female voice cried.
"No Merle! Don't."
But it seemed to be too late, he felt something really heavy jump on top of him and slap his face.
"Looooooord Van!! WAKE UP PLEASE!!"
Van immediately opened his crimson eyes.
"Oh, Lord Van! I'm so happy!"
Orange and pink fur leaped into his arms, which made him finch in pain.
"Merle stop! What are you doing? Van's wounds aren't fully healed", a male voice called while pulling Merle away from Van.
"Thanks Larian!"
"You don't have to thank me Van", Larian replied, he was one of the youngest advisors of the Fanelian King, besides a really good friend. He was quite tall, his hair was a dark blond and was pulled back into a small ponytail. He wore a blue and black robe that matched his grey eyes.
"I hope you are all right?"
"I think so, but please tell me what happened."
"You have been shot, fortunately one of the soldiers caught sight of a man aiming his bow and jumped into the way. But he was too late the arrow pierced your shoulder. Unfortunately you hit the floor and lost consciousness."
"That was the fourth attack in two months. Did you catch the man?"
"We are sorry, we couldn't catch him. We searched the whole night, but he was gone. That is why the other advisors and me decided that it would be too dangerous for you to stay here!"
"What do you mean?", Van asked, very confused.
"We think that it's best for you to hide until we found the people who want you dead."
"But what about the kingdom while I'm gone, besides where can I hide? It's impossible!"
"Actually not, Merle, I and the other advisors will take care of the kingdom. Moreover we'll inform you about any serious problems that might arise. And for the hiding place, we found a little farmstead in Asturia near the border of Fanelia. You can go there as a farmhand, they always need people to help out at this time of the year. That's your chance to live a normal life for some days!"
"I don't know, what."
"Van! Please go, I don't want you to get hurt, it's best for you", Merle, his adopted sister, pleaded.
Van looked into her blue eyes and sighed. "I will think about it."
****
Three weeks later Van's wounds were totally healed and now he was on his way to the farmstead of the Kansaki family in Asturia. At first Van was really sceptic about this whole idea, but his advisors and mostly Merle convinced him otherwise. It was a chilly night. Although it was early summer the nights still were cold. Van, Merle and Larian rode down the long path in silence. They left in the late afternoon and had been riding for six hours. Nobody, except the three of them knew where Van was going, not even the other advisors. Everything was kept a secret.
Van looked at Merle and had to hold back a chuckle. Merle was sitting on her horse with a frightened expression on her face and her whole body tensed. She was a cat woman and absolutely hated riding and horses, but she wanted to go with Van as far as possible. He was sure Merle had to sit on the horse forever and wouldn't be able to get down by her own.
They passed a little village near the Kansaki farm and after another couple of minutes of riding they finally arrived. The farm was surrounded by some fields and a vast, green forest. In front of the wooden farmhouse was a large farmyard and near the house they had planted a small enclosure with various herbs. On the other side of the farmyard were the stables and a house probably for the farmhands.
After saying their good - byes and lots of tears from Merle, Van walked over the dusty courtyard to the farmer's house. Everything was quiet, the only sound were Van's boots and the howling of the owls from the nearby forest.
He stood in front of the door and took a deep breath before he knocked.
Nothing happened.
He knocked again, this time a little harder.
Nothing.
After a couple of minutes he banged against the door.
Again nothing.
He was about to knock again or to just force the door open, when the door finally opened.
A tall, muscular man in his mid- forties stood in the doorway with a candle in his hand. He wore a white night grown, that reached down to his feet. From underneath his pointing hat one could see sandy blond bangs. His eyes were half closed and he yawned loudly.
"Yes?"
"I.I'm here to work as a farmhand."
"Why do you come here at this time?", the man grumbled," I'm sorry, but I have enough farmhands. Try it at the next farm or next year."
"Please, could you give me a job here. I will work hard."
The man sighed. "Come here, boy."
Van stepped into the dim light of the candle. The man walked around Van and looked him over.
"Mhmmm, yes you look as you are indefatigable."
When he took Van's head.
"Good you haven't got lice or fleas."
After that the man took Van's chin into his fingers and forced his moth open.
"Excellent, you have got all your teeth. The farmhands' barracks are full. You can live here in my house. Is that your horse?", he pointed at his black stallion.
Van nodded.
"Take it into the stables and come in, I'll show you your room and tomorrow I'll show you every thing else. By the way what's your name?"
"Van"
"I'm Charriu Kansaki, the owner of this farm."
****
Van's new room was really small, there was a quite comfortable bed, a table with two chairs and a water basin for washing.
`So this will be my new home for some time.ยด Van sighed.
He lay down in his bed and slowly began to fall a sleep.
A/N: Here is the first chapter, hope you like it. It's a kind of prologue. Please review and tell me if I shall continue.
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne or its characters *sobs * I wish I would own Van!!
In Disguise
"Your majesty ! Watch out !!"
He felt something bump into him and then there was a sudden pain in his shoulder. He could hear frantic shouts and screams, but they soon vanished and darkness enveloped him.
****
"Do you think he is Okay? When will he wake up? Will he ever wake up?"
"Calm down, he surely is all right! The healers said he needs to rest!"
"But what if he doesn't wake up?"
He heard familiar voices, but he couldn't tell to whom they belonged. He wanted to open his eyes, but they were so heavy and it was so nicely warm in his bed, he couldn't bring himself to wake up.
"He moved, he moved! What shall we do? What if he can't wake up? I have to help him!," a frantic female voice cried.
"No Merle! Don't."
But it seemed to be too late, he felt something really heavy jump on top of him and slap his face.
"Looooooord Van!! WAKE UP PLEASE!!"
Van immediately opened his crimson eyes.
"Oh, Lord Van! I'm so happy!"
Orange and pink fur leaped into his arms, which made him finch in pain.
"Merle stop! What are you doing? Van's wounds aren't fully healed", a male voice called while pulling Merle away from Van.
"Thanks Larian!"
"You don't have to thank me Van", Larian replied, he was one of the youngest advisors of the Fanelian King, besides a really good friend. He was quite tall, his hair was a dark blond and was pulled back into a small ponytail. He wore a blue and black robe that matched his grey eyes.
"I hope you are all right?"
"I think so, but please tell me what happened."
"You have been shot, fortunately one of the soldiers caught sight of a man aiming his bow and jumped into the way. But he was too late the arrow pierced your shoulder. Unfortunately you hit the floor and lost consciousness."
"That was the fourth attack in two months. Did you catch the man?"
"We are sorry, we couldn't catch him. We searched the whole night, but he was gone. That is why the other advisors and me decided that it would be too dangerous for you to stay here!"
"What do you mean?", Van asked, very confused.
"We think that it's best for you to hide until we found the people who want you dead."
"But what about the kingdom while I'm gone, besides where can I hide? It's impossible!"
"Actually not, Merle, I and the other advisors will take care of the kingdom. Moreover we'll inform you about any serious problems that might arise. And for the hiding place, we found a little farmstead in Asturia near the border of Fanelia. You can go there as a farmhand, they always need people to help out at this time of the year. That's your chance to live a normal life for some days!"
"I don't know, what."
"Van! Please go, I don't want you to get hurt, it's best for you", Merle, his adopted sister, pleaded.
Van looked into her blue eyes and sighed. "I will think about it."
****
Three weeks later Van's wounds were totally healed and now he was on his way to the farmstead of the Kansaki family in Asturia. At first Van was really sceptic about this whole idea, but his advisors and mostly Merle convinced him otherwise. It was a chilly night. Although it was early summer the nights still were cold. Van, Merle and Larian rode down the long path in silence. They left in the late afternoon and had been riding for six hours. Nobody, except the three of them knew where Van was going, not even the other advisors. Everything was kept a secret.
Van looked at Merle and had to hold back a chuckle. Merle was sitting on her horse with a frightened expression on her face and her whole body tensed. She was a cat woman and absolutely hated riding and horses, but she wanted to go with Van as far as possible. He was sure Merle had to sit on the horse forever and wouldn't be able to get down by her own.
They passed a little village near the Kansaki farm and after another couple of minutes of riding they finally arrived. The farm was surrounded by some fields and a vast, green forest. In front of the wooden farmhouse was a large farmyard and near the house they had planted a small enclosure with various herbs. On the other side of the farmyard were the stables and a house probably for the farmhands.
After saying their good - byes and lots of tears from Merle, Van walked over the dusty courtyard to the farmer's house. Everything was quiet, the only sound were Van's boots and the howling of the owls from the nearby forest.
He stood in front of the door and took a deep breath before he knocked.
Nothing happened.
He knocked again, this time a little harder.
Nothing.
After a couple of minutes he banged against the door.
Again nothing.
He was about to knock again or to just force the door open, when the door finally opened.
A tall, muscular man in his mid- forties stood in the doorway with a candle in his hand. He wore a white night grown, that reached down to his feet. From underneath his pointing hat one could see sandy blond bangs. His eyes were half closed and he yawned loudly.
"Yes?"
"I.I'm here to work as a farmhand."
"Why do you come here at this time?", the man grumbled," I'm sorry, but I have enough farmhands. Try it at the next farm or next year."
"Please, could you give me a job here. I will work hard."
The man sighed. "Come here, boy."
Van stepped into the dim light of the candle. The man walked around Van and looked him over.
"Mhmmm, yes you look as you are indefatigable."
When he took Van's head.
"Good you haven't got lice or fleas."
After that the man took Van's chin into his fingers and forced his moth open.
"Excellent, you have got all your teeth. The farmhands' barracks are full. You can live here in my house. Is that your horse?", he pointed at his black stallion.
Van nodded.
"Take it into the stables and come in, I'll show you your room and tomorrow I'll show you every thing else. By the way what's your name?"
"Van"
"I'm Charriu Kansaki, the owner of this farm."
****
Van's new room was really small, there was a quite comfortable bed, a table with two chairs and a water basin for washing.
`So this will be my new home for some time.ยด Van sighed.
He lay down in his bed and slowly began to fall a sleep.
A/N: Here is the first chapter, hope you like it. It's a kind of prologue. Please review and tell me if I shall continue.