To Tame a Beast

Yea!! Finish... in record timing... ok just to let you all in on this. I'm going to play chapter tag... in other words I write one chapter for one story. then write the next chapter for other story before being the next chapter for the first story (confused yet?) So its gonna take me a while. SO don't shot the messenger, or you want get to see what happens

If you are near to the dark

I well tell you about the sun

You are here, now asleep

From my visions of the world

You will cry, all alone

Thou it mean a thing to me

Verse from Aura - .hack

Chpt. 9 Orcuswind

Anger boiled itself in his mind, his eyes flared with a hateful flame. First he recalls him in a battle, and now he changes the course of the Vione without speaking to him first? He was already have disciplinary problems with his new slayer, who, with his nagging fear, could probable carry out her threat. The last thing he need was Folken cause more probable then he was already worth. Were the hell are my ears when I need her?

Simple question to answer, in Zaibach were she was 'escorting' a transport. No doubt that was just an excuse for the madoushi to get their grubby hands on her without him knowing. And on top of that, she'd never tell him if they did. Snarling, he turned his anger back to what he needed it on, as he stepped through the door to the small library. As he suspected, Folken was sitting at the end of the table reading a tattered golden book, which was missing some parts.

"You're a little late." Was the response Dilandau received before he was able to yell, Folken didn't even bother to look up to see who it was.

"Why has the Vione course been changed? We were head to Anomic to be resupplied."

"And we still are, this is just a shorter rout." He turned a page in the book, before giving Dilandau short glance. "Besides it brings us closer to were Rei has a mission to complete."

"What mission? Nothing was cleared by me."

"An assignment by the four generals doesn't have to be cleared by you Dilandau." He's anger grow, as he slammed his fist down on the table causing Folken to look up at him.

"She is my soldier, anything that has to do with any of them has to be cleared by ME!"

"Correction, she is your soldier, yes, but she is also a mercenary for Zaibach, and answers to the four generals directly if she has too." Dilandau blinked in surprise. Not by the tone of Folken's voice, which was full of annoyance, but by what he said. She was a mercenary that would explain most of her attitude. "And don't ask me what it is they want her to do. If you want that, ask her yourself."

He watched Dilandau turn and leave without another word. But as the door closed behind him, he could hear the boy slam his fist against the metal wall. With a long sigh, Folken leaned back on his chair.

"At this rate, I'm going to start feeling twice my age."

Everything she needed was laid out in front of her, as she went thought her mental checks, and preparations. She was back in her own clothing, the short shorts clung to her body, and her own black gloves covered the 'blood stained' hands. The only thing that was missing was her shirt that lay out on the chest, drying. She was alone in the room, so being without a shirt on was fine, and besides with her hair down there wasn't much to see. When the Dragonslayers walked, their boots echoed on the floor. So she would have a warning when they were coming back, giving her enough time to put something on. Though, as she continued her checks, the one thing she didn't count on was how quiet Dilandau could be if he wanted to.

He stood by the door watching her, as she would move a hand or her head, looking over the weapons in front of her, thinking. Every now and then, her hair would fall over her shoulders revealing her bare back, and it prefect tan tone. Though there was one thing that caught his eye, on each side of her back on the same spots were two identical scares that ran down from her shoulder blade for a good six inches. She didn't seem to notice him, as she worked out what ever was going through her mind. Not that it mattered, his anger still flared. She was a tease, from the very first time he set eyes on her, she was just that a tease. An annoyances, not only was she disrespectful, she barely would follow his orders. On the training grounds, she would disarm all his slayers, no matter what. Even now, he wonder what would happen if he faced her. But now, with her unconcerned, unaware of his presence some many thoughts ran through his mind. There were so many ways he could use this to his advantage, to humiliate her, or to plainly break her will.

But, there was something holding him back, as he watched her, placing her daggers back into her boots. He wasn't quiet sure what though, as he stayed leaning against the door, watching her restrap her sword. She braid her hair back, working in the spiked ball. The last thing was her semi-see through black strap shirt that now, since he hadn't noticed them before, barely covered the scares. There was a long, drawn out sigh, as she turned around, hands rubbing her temples as if to chase away a headache. But when her sapphire eyes raised just enough to see him she froze.

"How long have you been standing there?" A prefect time to play with her, but with dazed glare from her empty eyes he had to concentrate on not shifting from uneasiness.

"Not long." She started past him again, pace a little quicker until he grabbed her arm. "I haven't dismissed you yet." He said with a low hiss.

"I don't have time to play games, Dilandau-sama," She growled back as she tried to walk past him again, but he refused to release his grip.

"What were the orders you were given?"

"That's my business, not yours." Failure. The word was left hanging in the air, not that he would ever hear it. Rei started out again, tugging her arm free. She heard the smack, and felt her body hit the floor before she ever released that he had hit her. She was sprawled out on the marble, as the stinging feeling touched her cheek. A small taste of blood touched her tongue. How dare he hit me?

"You're my soldier, everything the deals with you is my business." Dilandau snarled as he stood over the girl. He waited for her to cry out in frustration or even tears. He even waited to see if she would carry out her threat from a few nights ago. But she just stared down at the floor in surprise, as her gloved hand moved to touch her cheek. She sat up slowly, eyes averted away from him looking down at the cold floor. He had expected something, anything from this unchain will, but not silence.

"I have been asked to terminate the village, Lucian, and stop the rebel that is siding with the opposing country." She stated slowly not looking at him, taking the words from the air as if she could read them there. "I am to make it look like it was done by Celtic, so that the neighboring will side with Emperor Dunkirk and stay out of the war. My task is to eliminate all villagers, woman and children too. Along with taking personal care with the rebel leader, Kisue, and his family to send a message to all other villages thinking of rebelling. Quick, and quietly. This is Zaibach's dirty work, nothing you need to worry about." She didn't make a move to stand up. Sitting of the floor with one hand against her check, she continued to look down on the floor waiting for him to leave. But he didn't, no matter how hard she wished he would. Dilandau stood towering above her, a chaotic smile playing at his lips.

"Since when did you think I had a problem getting my hands dirty?"

She adjusted herself in the cock pit the cold water surrounded her in the small metal prison. She was tired, exhausted, and plain out soar. The radar above her head showed the position of the ship. No less then half a mile a head of her. Why couldn't they just wait in Anomic for the Vione? This just wastes my time and the energy in my guymelef. She held a long drawn out sigh. She wanted to go to bed. She wanted to be anywhere but here. Back aboard the floating fortress, back in a safe haven. She wanted her familiar surroundings again, and most of all, she wanted to see 'him' again.

"Plymouth to Orcuswind (a/n: this is said Orc-us-wind... See not that hard). We well be arriving with in the hour."

"Alright." She sighed, as she shut the com off. About time she had some peace and quiet to herself. The sun was beginning to set, the sky was a burning red color as the giant ball of light fell beyond the towering mountains. "Home..."

The world darkened as the sun died away, giving way to the sweet release of night. Bringing the world to a calming end to a hard day of life, but in this sweet black night, the shadows hid the monsters of death. Dilandau loosely held the reins of the black war horse, as he listened to the forest around him. He could see the lights of the village through the leaves, and the wheat fields. He stand there in a cold silence, his slayers around him uneasied. They were use to the massacres of the battle fields, not the ones of villages like this. Some of these here were probably still loyal to the Empire, but, not matter what; they were on orders to kill everyone. Movement came from his right, as a silver armed soldier appear form the darkness of the wood.

"My lord, the village has been surrounded, and all patrols have been taken care of." Dilandau turned his head slightly to look at the man.

"Good. Charge on my signal."

"Yes my Lord." The soldier disappeared the way he had come, and Dilandau returned his glaze to the village. Now he had to wait, wait until Rei had taken care of her part, taking out all the watch posts in the village before he could charge. From there, the white hair woman would see to the rebel leader like she had been order, leaving this work to Dilandau. The watch posted in font of them had sudden movement in the shadows as something was pushed off. Dilandau tightened his hold on the horse's reins, and drew his sword The Dragonslayers followed this action just as silently, and quickly as he had. A small light of fire flickered in the watch tower, that was it, the signal to begin. He reared the horse up before charging forward. His voice rang through the silent wood.

"CHARGE!!"

The hanger was busy as ever as she stepped out of the Arcuswind's cockpit. Her hair hung damply behind her as she looked over the railing to the hanger floor below her. A smile come a crossed her face as she stared down the stairs in a half run.

"FOLKEN!!!!" He was barely out of the corridor, and on the hanger floor, when the silver haired girl come running up, throwing her arms around his neck.

"Celena, not so hard. You still have your bracers on."

"O yea! Sorry Folkie-san, forgot about them." She jumped back onto the floor, and started to unstrap the metal bracers that covered her lower arms. She wasn't that much different from her 'twin', all except for the eye colors. Where Dilandau's were a blood red, her had remanded their innocent blue shade. But innocent was something she was far from. For the months of tests her mind was put through, to the separation of her mind and Dilandau's personality, and the years of testing that followed, she was not the innocent girl her eyes portrayed. The metal bracers fell to the floor as she untied them, the noise barely echoing in the loud hanger. She waved her hands in front of his face. "Gaea to Folken, Gaea to Folken, come back."

"Ummm?"

"Are you going to answer my question or not? Where's Dilly- kuns?" He sighed as he looked pasted her to the transport half docked. The crews running back and forth preparing the ramp. "How come he's not here?"

"He said something about getting his hands dirty."

"O in oth-" She started to say, but was cut off as the cranes' engine blasted through out the Vione's hanger. Celena turned around slowly to look at the transport, Plymouth, as its cargo was unloaded. There amidst the dark blue interior of the transport raise the black demon of nightmares. Its cloak dance lightly on an invisible wind in the enclosed hanger. He watched the young girl's eyes widen as she recognized the design. "An Ispanol (a/n is that the right spelling. or is it Ispanos? ) guymelef.."

Mwhahaha.. And the plot line will thicken..in the next chapter hehe