The sun shone brightly on the pale skin of a 16 year old boy. His white hair was covered in dirt and drenched in sweat. It had taken all his strength to get out of that hell hole. But then, any hole was hell if Celena wasn't in it with him.

The slower man at the front desk had taken too long for Dilandou Albatou. So what else was he to do but dig his way back up? Sure it had taken him a whole day but it was worth it. He liked doing things for himself.

He walked along the grassy fields from where he had started. He was starting to hate these damn fields….his body felt so heavy. He didn't think dirt was this heavy. He guessed it was because his muscles where so strained. It felt like he had led sewn into his skin.

The insane killer dragged his body along the fields. The heat didn't help much. Red moon was the hottest time of year after all. He didn't know what time it was and didn't really care. He didn't care about anything except finding his other half. "Why did she leave me…" it angered him to much to think about. All he wanted to do when he thought of being abandoned again was kill something. He saw a small fly-like thing zip past him and caught it. He crushed it between his fingers. Its un-audio cry of pain would have to satisfy him for now.

So on the ruby eyed albino walked. He had no idea where he was going but he would spend the rest of his life having no idea if it meant he would have even the slightest chance of finding her.

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Celena was cold. So cold. She was still strapped to that table. They had made sure she was not to move. She was so hungry and tired. But her hunger prevented her from sleeping. Not to mention the cold steel tightening her back. She worked up enough strength to look around and didn't find the slightest familiarity. Her eyes widened and she jumped at the sound of a strong empty voice.

"How are you my dear?" asked the man in a black cloak. Celena could barley see him but noticed almost instantly the tear drop tattooed on his right cheek.

"I-I'm…" she stopped at the sound of her own voice. It was so hoarse. And only from not eating or moving and sitting on cold steal for what…a day?

"I'm sorry we've kept you like this. But you see…the sorcerers….they just need to run some more tests. I just have a question for you. If you answer it truthfully I may be able to correctly predict the outcome of this experiment. If I can do that then maybe I can get you out of this."

Celena looked at him blankly. She nodded in agreement and hoped it wouldn't require talking to answer his question.

"Do you love the failed one?" he asked this without making eye contact with her of course.

Celena knew what he was talking about. She didn't remember how she knew, but that didn't matter. She would know the answer in less than a heartbeat. She smiled lightly at the silver haired tall man and nodded. Of course she loved him. More than anything. More than was needed to give her life in a second for him.

The shadowed man closed his eyes and smiled. He then spoke these wise words just before he left her to her solitude. "You know…love is not something you find everyday. Perhaps you should rethink your answer. Perhaps you should ask yourself what kind of love you have for him. Or maybe you're just assuming its love. Maybe its just dependence." With that, the man left.

Celena was left to ponder over this small conversation. He couldn't have been more wrong! Of course Celena loved him! It wasn't just dependence…was it?

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"Are we ready to set the first stage in motion?"

"Yes. I believe we've let her become confused long enough."

"We shall start in 12 hours."

"Why 12 hours?"

"Because it will be midnight and nobody will be awake to see the light."

"True"

"Very true"

"Then it is done."

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The white haired killer had been walking all day. All fucking day… was it ever going to end? He was impatient enough to be very frustrated by this point. It was getting dark. And although the summer nights were warm it was cold without a soul inside. Is that what she is? He thought about that as he walked the endless road to nowhere. Was she his soul? Or was it the other way around. He had spent so much time living in the same body as her he had never considered it. Maybe they weren't one or the other at all. Maybe they shared one soul. One body.

As Dilandou thought about this he realized just how much he wanted to protect that. How much he wanted to keep what they had safe. Always safe. Never to be put in harms way. As he smiled at his thoughts he kept his frustration to a low point.

Another half hour past. Although it felt like forever. Where am i? He walked into another field. Yes… ANOTHER field.

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Allen and Van were just getting ready to leave. Allen's melof had been repaired and they were ready to continue their search.

Allen walked away from his melof and stood silently looking into the beautiful scenery. He saw trees in the distance and a beautiful sun setting. The mystic moon wasn't far off. He could see its light slowly showing it's brilliance as the sun sank into the sweet blankets of the land. Something took his attention off the sight. It was a trace of silver in the field close by. "Silver?"

"What was that Allen?" asked Van as he was just ready to jump into escaflowne. "What are you staring at? Come on!"

Allen hesitantly turned towards Van and the rest of his men. "I have to know what that is." With that he ran towards the silver.

"Allen!!!" yelled Van with frustration weaved into every letter of Allen's name. Van rolled his eyes and jumped to the ground to go after Allen. What's that moron doing now?!

Allen kept running and running. That silver never seemed to be getting any closed. Is it moving?! Allen just ran faster. He got a small glimpse of the whole object and realized. "Van!! It's a person!!!" it only took Allen a moment more to realize the best part. Now who did he know with silver hair? "IT'S DILANDOU!!!!!!!!!" Allen had never run so fast in his life! He was gaining on him! Dilandou was running pretty fast too. Allen came close behind him and jumped for him heels. He grabbed them and sent them both plummeting hard to the ground. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY SISTER?!?!? WHERE IS SHE?!?!?"

Dilandou tried to struggle free to no avail. He resorted to the only thing he could think of in his condition. He flipped around and punched Allen right in the nose! He used every ounce of his built up frustration and thought he felt Allen's nose break under his fingers. It sent chills of sheer joy down his spine.

Allen let go of Dilandou to raise his hands up to his bleeding nose. He felt Dilandou break free from his hold. No!!!

Dilandou took no tome to get up. He had to get out of there! He stood up still looking at Allen to make sure he didn't try anything funny. As soon as he was up he whipped around and was immediately stopped by a strong blow to his temple. It sent him flying at least 4 feet onto his side. He grabbed his head and looked up at the one who had punched him. All he saw before he passed out was a red shirt and blue hair.

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"how is he?" said a blurry voice. It was as if it was in the back of Dilandou's mind. It didn't seem real. His eyes flinched at the dim light that felt so bright it threatened to blind him. How could something ever be so bright?! His blood ruby eyes opened a crack. Just enough so he could see through his eyelashes. What he saw was…Allen?! Why the hell was allen in his room?! There was another person but Dilandou couldn't make out who it was.

Dilandou went to bring his hand up to his eyes but to no avail. He had his limbs bound again. Why do people like to tie me up so much?! It just seemed so wrong to him.