A/N: thanx 4 the reviews...like with all my fics i do not mind flames...please tell me if there is anything wrong with this story...and yes i do no my spelling sux.
Chapter 12 Truths out.
As the light dimmed, the group felt the cold chill of winter. They opened their eyes and the landscape before them took their breath away.
Everything was snow covered, trees, hills, and in the distance a graveyard. The sky was a very light blue almost white hinting of a snowfall. They could hear the sound of a stream. Van was the fist to start walking into this winter wonderland. The whole scene reminded Hitomi of old fashioned Christmas cards.
As they walked all they could hear were the stream and their own footsteps crunching in the soft white powder. It was so surreal, this was Zandria. The broken world whose only inhabitants were ghosts of the past.
Van walked in the direction of the graveyard. As they came closer they saw the iron fencing around the secrete place. Van ran his fingers over the fencing revealing the Zandrion text from under the snow that had settled.
"Look." Millerna broke the silence as she noticed two figures walking towards a large monument of an angel stood with her arms out, embracing the sky calling forth the life.
The two people stood one behind the other; the second one was taller than the first. The person leading wore a white cloak with the hood up, which trailed on the floor. The person following wore a dark grey cloak also with the hood up and trailing behind.
Van leapt over the fence and walked across the graves towards them, his first instinct was to run but he realized that it would be disrespectful. The others located the gate and followed the snow covered path.
As they walked they read the engravings on the headstones they passed, most of it was in Zandrion though the names were in their language as well as the ages. Chid looked mainly at those graves of young children coming across one of only six months.
Hitomi scanned the area; thousands of snow covered graves filled this silent, peaceful, yet chilling scene. She looked up into the sky, it started to snow. Perfect, soft snowflakes fell from the heavens to cover their footprints.
Van walked to the side of the taller figure, he turned his head and smiled at his friend. Allen placed a hand on Vans shoulder and whispered "Stay here." Van stopped as Allen and Kari waked the last few yards towards the grand statue.
In Kari's hands was a bouquet of white flowers ones unknown to Van. Kari slowly placed the flowers at the foot of the monument; she took down the hood of her cloak and held her hands to her chest, like the monks when they pray to their many Gods. She looked up at the angels face as Allen put his arms around her standing on her left side; he had also taken his hood down. The snow still fell.
The others had caught up by this time; Van stooped them from going any further. They heard a slight sigh from Kari.
Abruptly the silence was shattered by the voice of a man, "How sweet." Called the voice that had become common to all by this time.
Kari and Allen stepped back, as who else but Zaron walked out from behind the statue. He wore a blood red lined cloak, a Zandrion style battle outfit and large leather boots.
"What are you doing here, your banished?" Kari stood strong, although she was afraid of Zaron he had disrespected her family grounds and this gave her strength. He had taken her family from her and now had the nerve to confront her on their grave.
"I came to visit Sosomi's grave." He said this with some sadness in his eyes and voice.
"You haven't been to see her grave in years." Zaron smiled.
"You have most of your memory back then; it's a relief to know that you finally remember the times we shared. Do you still consider me a monster Kari?" Zaron stepped forward and reached out for Kari, Allen pulled her back a little. "I take that as a yes then."
"You did kill everyone; you murdered them in cold blood out of rage-"
"No." Zaron butted in, "out of grief, out of love." Hitomi stepped forward to stand in front of Kari and Allen.
"Hitomi what are you doing?" Van called.
"There's more to all this isn't there? You still hold secrets I know you do." Zaron sighed.
"I had hoped your very early memories had come back by now. I had to dispose of Memross to enable you to remember but it's for the best. To unlock the doors that your father, Marth and Marius tried so had to keep locked. I see you are having slight flashbacks."
"I don't know what you talking about Zaron." Kari's eyes were cold like her brothers once were; she hated all these secrets, only knowing half of the matters that concerned her.
"Your mother loved you so much, and your brother, but you were your fathers little princess he loved you so much it almost killed him to see you suffer in those first four years. You see you were always ill; your brother had to be kept away most of the time. Your father would come home if he ever heard you had been taken ill, they all loved you so much." Zaron sounded sad telling this story of Karis' early childhood, like it pained him to talk about it.
"Then it happened, when you were picking flowers for you brother. You were hit by an arrow in your left shoulder. Oh your father was so scared that he would lose you. The doctors called managed to stitch up the arrow wound but you caught an infection and they believed you were going to die.
"Your mother cried so much and inside your father's heart wasbreaking, he had to fight the tears back and be strong for your mother, they never told your brother, they thought it would be best for him not to know." Kari was confused; none of what Zaron said was making any sense. Yurigi had died during birth, like all women that bore the twins of life and death as they were known.
"Then they came claiming that they could help, your mother sent them away, for she hated them. Your father on the other hand said it was better for you to live then to die no matter what. But your mother would have nothing of it, she hated them, she hated their kind, she hated the Zandrions." For some unknown reason Kari was crying, the tears slowly rolling down her cheeks over her scars.
"They had to perform a transfusion. Your mother cried so much as you left as you said goodbye apologising for falling ill for they planted false memories into your brain. You believed you had gone to visit that small mountain county with your father as he conducted some business." Kari was trembling; the others stood listening to Zarons words, wondering what he was on about, though to Van it was becoming clear.
"Kari your not-"
"No!" Kari shouted, "I don't what to hear it." She covered her ears and closed her eyes like a child would have. "I don't what to hear it." Zaron grabbed Kari's arms pulled them away from her ears and looked her in the eyes.
"You are not Karia de Allamine Alkia." Kari shook her head and tried to pull away from Zarons grip. "You are Kari Allatino de Fanel, the lost princess of Fanelia, half Human, half Draconian."
A/N: Dum! Dum! Dum! ... is this true?... or is it one of Zarons tricks?... find out in the next chapter … "you wanted to know"...btw Sosomi was Zarons mother
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or anything to do with it. But i do own Kari n a few other ppl that turn up like poker n maria(the list is very long ish) so plz dont use them wiv out asking (y ne one would i have no idea)