Silken Smoke
Chapter 2 ~*~ Katabatic Hell
Well here's chapter 2 and just in case you don't what Katabatic is, it's the winds in Antarctica that reach -120 degrees Fahrenheit, it freezes bare skin in minutes. But it's not that cold here. ^_~
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne but if I did I'd find some way to genetically inhance myself to sprout wings like Van!! But that is impossible because I don't own Escaflowne.
The light inside the cylinder was too bright for either of them to open their eyes. After the sensation of descending had subsided Hitomi opened her eyes she found that the light around her was even more intense than the light in the pillar. She then felt the icy wind blow through her and stings her bare skin. Long honey brown tousles tossing the storm. She shuddered and threw her arms around herself. Realizing that Van was no where around she looked but all she saw was blinding white light all around as the sun reflected off the snow. The violent ice storm shot pieces of ice cutting at her bare skin. Her lungs stung with every labored breath.
"Van?!" she called, no response. Panic rising in her throat. All around her was a wall of white. She took a couple of steps aimlessly. "VAN?!" she called more desperately. She was lost and only thing repeating itself in her mind was no escape from this frozen graveyard. "Van where are you!?" her voice cracking. Tears stinging her eyes along with the icy wind. After a couple of minutes she had lost feeling in her arms, fingers and face. Tears and blood froze to her face. "VAN!" Her eyelids were growing heavy, legs tiring trudging through 3 feet of snow. Sleep was sounding like a good idea, but she quickly threw that plan out the window, her objective to find Van and get out of this frozen hell. Her whole body was numb, and she keep losing her train of thought, sleep was sounding more and more appeasing with each tortured minute.
Her legs buckled and she fell flat on her face, she told herself to rise, but nothing would respond, not even her eyelids open. Hypothermia soon set in and she lost conscienceness. The snow blew over, covering her grave.
Wandering through the ice land the only thing he could fell was his toes. He had to find her quick; she was not equipped for this terrain and would fall victim to its challenge. He had no idea where Gaea had sent them he only wished that she were near and that they could evade.
He spotted a small hill in the distance with light brown matter sprouting from it. Upon closer observation he concluded that it was Hitomi. He ran over to it shoveling her out. He cradled her in his arms, she was colder than he to the touch was, her lips were blue and here and there on her face were spots of dried frozen blood. He frantically check for pulse and breathing, both were subtle and fading fast. They needed to find a warm shelter and quick.
10 feet from them, the snow exploded. Confused and prepared, Van held her closer to him protectively, gritting his teeth. Another explosion just 6 feet away in front of them. He picked her up and ran from the blasts. 'Great! Not only is Hitomi is in real bad shape, but now we're being attacked!' Well it could be worse; she wasn't that heavy at all at least she didn't slow him down. The only thing that was slowing him down was the thick snow. He kept running as the blast got closer. He was looking for any makeshift shelter to hide her in then face his anonymous enemy(s). He soon saw a pile of rocks that looked sort of like a small cave. It would have to do, he was kinda hoping for a friendly village, but fat chance. The small cave was about twice the size of a doghouse. He gently laid Hitomi down and propped her duffel bag under her head as a pillow. After checking her pulse again, which was increasing he ventured outside unarmed.
"Show yourself!" he demanded. Nothing moved excepted the never tiring ice- wind. "Come out here and fight me!" he yelled to the storm. He stood there for a while threatening the snow. Concluding that he had alluded this enemy he engrossed himself to Hitomi once more. Checking her over once more, which come to a shocking reality. Hitomi was dead. The hypothermia had overcome her in this weak state. Van's heart sunk. He attempted at shaking her awake in an act of fear but to no avail. He remembered that Millerna had showed him a lesson in CPR. Quickly putting his fist over her Manubrium, pressing down trying to jump-start her heart again. In a hopes to resurrect her he continually beats on her chest for tense minutes. If she has no oxygen to her brain within five minutes of her passing then there is no hope. "Hitomi, snap out of it! Don't leave me!" A silent tear slipped down his cheek as he spoke the words to the wind. He would continually check her pulse for any stability, but his hopes were quickly dashed. 'God please don't take her from me, I can't live without her' "I'm begging you!" She gasped for breath at his words. Though still unconscious and still in a stage of hypothermia she was alive all the same. Although the chances of this ordeal occurring again were dangerously high and Van knew it. He pulled out 3 more shirts, a white sweater, and a pair of thick navy blue sweat pants. He pulled these items on her lifeless body and took off his dark red shirt and shoved it in her duffel bag. Picking her up and meeting the tundra, the ice beat down hard on his bare back. Quickly a pair of large angel-like wings shot through his shoulder blades. He jumped up and let the wind carry him wherever until he found familiar territory.
For a half-hour he soared with the storm, gazing down to Gaea the ice was forming on his wings making each pump more difficult than the last. The world around him was becoming dark, his mind and body ached, and every breath was like a thousand shape daggers stabbing in his lungs. All that sounded reasonable at this point was sleep, but his heart wouldn't let him be so selfish. If he stops this Katabatic hell would claim them both. Down over the mountain pass he saw a small village. 'Please God let them be peaceful.' Swooping down he landed in front of a crudely made hut. He furled his wings and knocked weakly on the door. Moments later a short pudgy woman answered wearing peasant clothing looking shocked. "Help her" was all he could muster and he passed out.
Well that about wraps up this chapter folks I hope that you liked it, thanx for the reviews you guys!! ^_^ Until next time. which is soon C ya!
Chapter 2 ~*~ Katabatic Hell
Well here's chapter 2 and just in case you don't what Katabatic is, it's the winds in Antarctica that reach -120 degrees Fahrenheit, it freezes bare skin in minutes. But it's not that cold here. ^_~
Disclaimer: I don't own Escaflowne but if I did I'd find some way to genetically inhance myself to sprout wings like Van!! But that is impossible because I don't own Escaflowne.
The light inside the cylinder was too bright for either of them to open their eyes. After the sensation of descending had subsided Hitomi opened her eyes she found that the light around her was even more intense than the light in the pillar. She then felt the icy wind blow through her and stings her bare skin. Long honey brown tousles tossing the storm. She shuddered and threw her arms around herself. Realizing that Van was no where around she looked but all she saw was blinding white light all around as the sun reflected off the snow. The violent ice storm shot pieces of ice cutting at her bare skin. Her lungs stung with every labored breath.
"Van?!" she called, no response. Panic rising in her throat. All around her was a wall of white. She took a couple of steps aimlessly. "VAN?!" she called more desperately. She was lost and only thing repeating itself in her mind was no escape from this frozen graveyard. "Van where are you!?" her voice cracking. Tears stinging her eyes along with the icy wind. After a couple of minutes she had lost feeling in her arms, fingers and face. Tears and blood froze to her face. "VAN!" Her eyelids were growing heavy, legs tiring trudging through 3 feet of snow. Sleep was sounding like a good idea, but she quickly threw that plan out the window, her objective to find Van and get out of this frozen hell. Her whole body was numb, and she keep losing her train of thought, sleep was sounding more and more appeasing with each tortured minute.
Her legs buckled and she fell flat on her face, she told herself to rise, but nothing would respond, not even her eyelids open. Hypothermia soon set in and she lost conscienceness. The snow blew over, covering her grave.
Wandering through the ice land the only thing he could fell was his toes. He had to find her quick; she was not equipped for this terrain and would fall victim to its challenge. He had no idea where Gaea had sent them he only wished that she were near and that they could evade.
He spotted a small hill in the distance with light brown matter sprouting from it. Upon closer observation he concluded that it was Hitomi. He ran over to it shoveling her out. He cradled her in his arms, she was colder than he to the touch was, her lips were blue and here and there on her face were spots of dried frozen blood. He frantically check for pulse and breathing, both were subtle and fading fast. They needed to find a warm shelter and quick.
10 feet from them, the snow exploded. Confused and prepared, Van held her closer to him protectively, gritting his teeth. Another explosion just 6 feet away in front of them. He picked her up and ran from the blasts. 'Great! Not only is Hitomi is in real bad shape, but now we're being attacked!' Well it could be worse; she wasn't that heavy at all at least she didn't slow him down. The only thing that was slowing him down was the thick snow. He kept running as the blast got closer. He was looking for any makeshift shelter to hide her in then face his anonymous enemy(s). He soon saw a pile of rocks that looked sort of like a small cave. It would have to do, he was kinda hoping for a friendly village, but fat chance. The small cave was about twice the size of a doghouse. He gently laid Hitomi down and propped her duffel bag under her head as a pillow. After checking her pulse again, which was increasing he ventured outside unarmed.
"Show yourself!" he demanded. Nothing moved excepted the never tiring ice- wind. "Come out here and fight me!" he yelled to the storm. He stood there for a while threatening the snow. Concluding that he had alluded this enemy he engrossed himself to Hitomi once more. Checking her over once more, which come to a shocking reality. Hitomi was dead. The hypothermia had overcome her in this weak state. Van's heart sunk. He attempted at shaking her awake in an act of fear but to no avail. He remembered that Millerna had showed him a lesson in CPR. Quickly putting his fist over her Manubrium, pressing down trying to jump-start her heart again. In a hopes to resurrect her he continually beats on her chest for tense minutes. If she has no oxygen to her brain within five minutes of her passing then there is no hope. "Hitomi, snap out of it! Don't leave me!" A silent tear slipped down his cheek as he spoke the words to the wind. He would continually check her pulse for any stability, but his hopes were quickly dashed. 'God please don't take her from me, I can't live without her' "I'm begging you!" She gasped for breath at his words. Though still unconscious and still in a stage of hypothermia she was alive all the same. Although the chances of this ordeal occurring again were dangerously high and Van knew it. He pulled out 3 more shirts, a white sweater, and a pair of thick navy blue sweat pants. He pulled these items on her lifeless body and took off his dark red shirt and shoved it in her duffel bag. Picking her up and meeting the tundra, the ice beat down hard on his bare back. Quickly a pair of large angel-like wings shot through his shoulder blades. He jumped up and let the wind carry him wherever until he found familiar territory.
For a half-hour he soared with the storm, gazing down to Gaea the ice was forming on his wings making each pump more difficult than the last. The world around him was becoming dark, his mind and body ached, and every breath was like a thousand shape daggers stabbing in his lungs. All that sounded reasonable at this point was sleep, but his heart wouldn't let him be so selfish. If he stops this Katabatic hell would claim them both. Down over the mountain pass he saw a small village. 'Please God let them be peaceful.' Swooping down he landed in front of a crudely made hut. He furled his wings and knocked weakly on the door. Moments later a short pudgy woman answered wearing peasant clothing looking shocked. "Help her" was all he could muster and he passed out.
Well that about wraps up this chapter folks I hope that you liked it, thanx for the reviews you guys!! ^_^ Until next time. which is soon C ya!