Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne or any of its characters I do however own Stina and Alyssa ya you heard me Stina I own you Stina chases her around w a paint brush threatening to paint Alyssa's hair pink Just kidding but Stina and Alyssa are my idea
Dream Of A Nightmare: Ch3
Note: most of the stuff in this about medium I think I made up to suit my needs so to rely on it to be informative
Van looked at the girl and then the man, he walked over to the man. About to grab the hood he stopped and looked at the girl "what is your name." "Alyssa, sir" van turned back to the task at hand, removing the hood. He grabbed the hood and pulled it back the reveal a head of short aqua hair. The man looked up and gave van half of an evil grin. "Folken?" "Nice to see you again dear brother." van couldn't believe is eyes; he stumbled back here in shock. "Is this how you greet your brother." "No this is how I greet a dead person." "Well I'm not, not anymore. Come let us go to the court yard and I will explain" they all followed with Allen and Van still in shock.
When they got to the courtyard they sat on 2 benches across from each other. Folken and van stared at each other for a long time before Folken spoke. "You do not believe it is me, that I am alive, do you," van never broke his gaze "no its impossible you are dead. So what I'm seeing has to be a ghost or an angel of some sort." "My dear brother do you remember when father died?" van nodded "mother came to comfort us she said not to be sad but to be strong; because when a person dies and their soul becomes a spirit or angel it is flawless, even though the mortal body no longer exists." "Of coarse I remember" Van said sounding almost insulted, not noticing three figures bounding towards them. Folken stood and held out his right mechanical arm. "And you see dear brother I am far from flawless" van was shocked "you are real" his brother nodded.
Hitomai who was now standing right behind where van sat, rested her small hand on his shoulder "is...is that really him" Hitomai stuttered. Hitomai nearly fell back in shock "is that you Alyssa" "yes its me" "so folken how are you alive" van asked his brother. Folken chuckled "perhaps Alyssa should tell the story if she doesn't mind that is." he said looking at her "no of coarse I don't mind,...but...but could we go inside it's so bright out here." she asked van cautiously "of course follow me" he led them in to the library.
They all sat down in cozy green chairs. as Alyssa sat down she took a deep breath and began to speak. first let me give you some background so your not confused." they all nodded. "I'm from the mystic moon, I've known Stina since we were kids we both became very artistic. we lived in a different country from Amono and Hitomai. two months ago Stina applied to attend a very prestigious art school near where Hitomai lived. she convinced my parents that I to should go. but I was very reluctant to apply. I didn't want my parents spending that much money on me; but they did and we were both accepted. a week later we moved to Japan. I became very depressed and once I even...considered suicide."
Merle had over heard the conversation in the courtyard about Folken; and by now had left the toy and found the others. "ooo whoop Dee do, the freak needs counseling, big deal what does that have to do with Folken?" she asked in a vexed toned that accomplished nothing but aggravating Alyssa. the brunet American threw a premonitory look in merle's vicinity. "well maybe if you learned some patience and weren't so busy acting like an untrained kitten looking for a litter box, then you might be able to keep your mouth shut long enough to find out." she shot back at her. merle in fear of upsetting her more quickly found a seat. "thank you and I'm sorry I didn't me to snap" "its ok if you hadn't Hitomai probably would of" she replied. at that Hitomai nodded.
"Ever since I was little I've been sensitive to the spirits of the dead. a week after I moved I began to have dreams about a young man with a lost soul. who are dead but the will and need to live was to strong. some how a week after the dreams started I had another, but I think it wasn't really a dream but that I had gone in to another dimension of consciences. please don't ask me to explain that because even I'm not all that certain. when I had slipped into this state everything that happened or I did was involuntary but willing on my part." that had done it now van was confused.
"what do you mean 'involuntary but willing on your part' did you have control or not" Alyssa smirked "up till recently after many hours of thinking I didn't understand either. but what it means is well...hmmmm...let see how can I explain this. oh I know, okay you see like I said I was in a trance; And in this trance, in this... dimension if you will; I wasn't able to control any of my actions but as it all happened it was almost like I was in control because as I did it was like my subconscious new what was going on and knew what was to be done. And seemed like it convinced my conscience of the same. So it I guess I sort of was in control well a little part of me any way." she explained.
Van nodded dumbly "I think I understand now please continue" Alyssa gave a slight nod "during this trance like state or what ever you want to call it what was weird. I saw the same young man from my dreams but this time I heard something, it was being emitted directly to my thoughts by his sub conscience. it kept repeating the same things over and over; "it's not over", or "stupid idiot...won't let you", or the weirdest of all: "must go back, won't let imbecile hurt angle" that is what got my attention. before I continue let me explain something, a medium, or a person who is highly sensitive to spirits and has the ability to connect with them; has an unusually low but concentrated supply of a life giving energy."
Before she could continue Amano who had been very quiet decided to open his mouth. "what is this energy you talk about what is it called I probably sound dumb but I don't know much about that stuff" he asked while feeling really stupid. the brunet medium failed to suppress a giggle witch upset Amano "gee I know I sounded like an idiot but you don't need to laugh." she immediately stopped "I'm sorry you miss understand I'm not laughing at you its just unlike most other paranormal abilities very little is known because of what it deals with is spirits which there is no scientific explanation for. but don't worry actually you didn't ask a stupid question. The answer is there is no it, it has no name this energy giving life isn't even really that I just call it that because I find it easier." she said with a slight shrug and a smile.
Stina sighed and shook her head "It's official the stress has finally gotten to her she's insane" Alyssa looked around and found a near by throw pillow and that's exactly what she planned on when she threw it at her friend and it hit her square in the chest. "Nuh-uh that happened a long time ago," she said as they both began laugh. Once they finally stopped Alyssa got serious again. "But seriously what I mean is the energy is what keeps the soul alive and in my theory the soul is partially responsible for whether the heart (the actual organ itself) truly dies to the point it cant be revived. The energy is what your existence thrives on I guess you could almost say it is what your will to survive feeds off of. So basically if someone said a person has a strong will to survive what it really means is that this person has enough of this energy to survive. I said that the energy is what your existence thrives on well each person is different. For some its love or hate of stubbornness or determine nation or other true solid raw emotions. That's why I call it energy its easier since its impossible to identify witch one it is. Yes the will to live is the same as reason to live.'
"Back to how Folken is back, after I heard these thoughts for a while basically what happened is the man's will and need to live was so strong his energy was almost inexistent that this imbalance pulled me in. every thing after that is a blur but what basically happened was our energy matched and part of mine was transferred to him. I had woken up after that and for three days I felt week. While walking home I fell of a bridge in to the river and some time before I hit the water I was transported here. Folken found me and took care of me. I realized he was the man who I saved and brought to life when I told him he said he recognized my face but didn't know where from. He told me all about the war and Zibach and even the Escaflowne. He told me while he was dead he saw many images that showed Escaflowne being missing. After pondering for about a day on everything that happened and that I was told I finally figured out why his will was so strong and energy so week."
They all sat silent for a while till Allen spoke up "you're not telling us yet are you" he asked she shook her head no. By now it was dark outside. Then Stina and Alyssa's stomachs rumbling broke the silence. They both blushed and the group chuckled. "What if you tell us then we go eat" she immediately perked up and nodded. "Well my conclusion is...some time during the war... you guys fucked up" she giggled. Folken sighed. "Well as I promised let us go eat, I guess that's the best answer we will get" at this Stina and Alyssa jumped up and shouted in unison "food!" Folken led them all to the dinning room for a very silent and uneventful dinner.
