There and Back again
GA1: Um… ok, I'm updating this story and not my other one… again
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Disclaimer. Why are we forced to repeat ourselves? What part of, "We are the masters" doesn't the gang understand! Stares at small collection of Escaflowne plushies. Maybe it's because they know as well that we do not own them.. A! Phooey! Though, we do however own the plot changes and our respective characters:
Spirit Dancer: Aiko, Shiva
Glass Angel1: Ayane, Fira, Merlin, the Providence Children, Caim and any other character that I must create for the production of this story.
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Summary:
Not just an ordinary retelling of Escaflowne. Two girl's wish away their lives of family abuse, only to find their wish answered. Destiny plays its hands hard as these two friends find themselves caught up in a war of a world they barely know, only to be torn apart along the way. Will they be able to overcome their trouble pasts, and save this new world for its own destruction? Or will their pasts become its means of destruction?
Category: Action/Adventure/Romance
xVxVxVxVx; same place different point of view
xXxXxXxXx ;scene change
italic; vision
XoX ; Flashback
Chpt. 20 Feather's Vision
The ground was damp… that was the first thing that Aiko noticed as she came around. Her head hurt, like it had been banged against something though she couldn't quiet remember what. Cracking open one eye, she looked up into the dark night sky. Hadn't it been day time only a little while ago? The Earth shimmered behind the moon in the sky, surrounded by the stars that made no known constellation that she knew. Tired, hurt, and confused Aiko sat up, rubbing the back of her head. What was the last thing that she could remember? Well… Not much, there was a pink haired dude with the snake, but she didn't want to think about him. There was Van getting whacked around, Merle running off. Then Van killing a bunch of people, and the snake which was good. Merle dragging her to some bridge to hide under and then there was an earth quake. What was Van thinking, running off to destroy something and leaving her and Merle by themselves? That's it; she must have reached the bottom of the riff that she fell into! But, why was there grass? And trees, yeah there were a lot of trees around her. There also wasn't any cliff faces around her, maybe she forgot something? Well, what happen while she was falling? Well there was screaming, yup a lot of that… Probably her life flashing before her eyes, what a life…And, then there was…white. Well more like feathers, white feathers and a lot of them. A bird, maybe? Na, it was bigger then that, like a person with wings. Yea that was it! Someone with wings grabbed her hand.
Wow, did her head hurt. Aiko winced when her hand ran across the bump on the back of her head. She must have hit something pretty darn hard to have to think like that just to figure out what happened. If Ayane had heard the trail of thought, she might have been hysterically laughing for months and then some. Now, to the next set of problems, or well questions; one, where the hell was she: two, where was there something she could eat or well drink: three, where the hell is Van and Merle: and four; who was the dude with the wings? Something moved to her left. Tilting her head she was welcomed by the sight of the Escaflowne in the distance, in its dragon form on a cliff. Well at least that told her, she wasn't by herself. Except she wasn't really looking at that, she was looking at the raven haired, shirtless, and with parts of white wings folded behind him. Wings, it was-
"Don't look at him!" The pink haired cat girl cried as she threw her arms around his waist. Van looked slightly sad at her, something Aiko didn't quiet catch as her eyes remand focused on the set of pearly white wings. It took a while for her to recover from the shock that had taken a hold of her. An angel…he looked exactly like an angel. She'd had never really believed in them. Of course her mother read her books that had angels in them while she was still alive, but still, Aiko had always believed that they were just imaginary beings. Her eyes passed over one wing to the other, still trying to comprehend what was happening. She looked at Van. He looked so depressed all of a sudden. As if she had found out and told a terrible secret. Confusion crossed her face, and a question that could be read clearly on her face…why does Van have wings when he didn't have them before? Merle was crying, and hugging Van as if to protect him from something that Aiko still didn't understand. When she finally found her voice, she looked Van in the eyes.
"Van………You have wings?"
"Of course he does, you moron!" Merle growled at her, for stating the obvious. There was just a plan sigh from Van was he shook his head lightly. The wind blew against his wings knocking out some of the feather. She pulled her eyes away from him and the glare of the angry feline to watch one of them as it fell slowly down towards her. Holding up her hands, it fell softly against her fingers, a light glow from it illuminated her face and hands. Something felt strange about this small thing, as Aiko ran her ring finger along it images played at the back of her mind
"No Balgus..." A man says as he walked through the woods slowly towards the man following behind him. The scars that merit his face marked him as the younger version of the Balgus that she saw in Fanelia when she arrived. But, the other Aiko couldn't put a finger on who he was. He looked a lot like Van, ragged raven hair, though he did have a mustache. They were walking though a dense forest, somewhere in the far background on could hear the voices of others laughing as if they were having a good time celebrating something. Yet these two seemed not to become part of it. "The invasion must take place of-"
"Of course your highness, it's just I do not think you should come." The other man seemed to frown at Balgus' subjection. Through the trees one could see the moons shimmering against marsh waters. "You'll put yourself at risk, I can't allow-"
"Hush… Do you hear that?" The man held his hand up for Balgus to hold his tongue. There was someone singing in the distance, a woman's voice. He moved slowly closer to the edge of the woods against the marsh, where they could see a dark hair woman out in the water. She was way out in the water; the top of her dress was slightly undone so that it was loose around her. The two men stood memorized at the side of the water. "What a..."
"Why is she doing out here by herself?" Well his companion seemed 'out of it' Balgus seemed to be more interested in finding out why she was there, along with protect the man next to him from any danger. This was made clear as his hand dropped down to the sword around his waist. There was a bust of white light as a mass of white feathered wings sprouted from her back. The startle meant for this was short lived as Balgus began to drawl his sword. "She a cursed Draconian! I will protect you, your grace!" Blade already half draw, the younger version of Balgus stood in front of the other man, who just placed his hand on his shoulder.
"From what?" It was more rhetorical then anything else, from the way he said it and lightly push him out of his way. The man walked through the water leaving behind him a puzzled and confused Balgus behind. The woman turned towards him when he made it almost complete to her; above her braw were two dots against her skin that seemed to be there permanently. She smiled at him lightly when he stopped a short distance away from her, wings fluttering over the breeze on the marsh. "I'm-"
"Gaou de Fanel… I know who you are... I have been waiting..." She finished his sentence for him, though what she said after seemed to confuse him slightly.
"Waiting for whom?"
"For the one that I am destined to marry. Upon my birth, a seer prophesied that on this night under the light of the Mystic Moon I would find him… and bare him two sons that will change the history of our world." She titled her head to the side, the smile on her lips seemed a little less playful then it had before.
"What is your name, Draconian…?" Gaou held out his had to her. She slowly raised hers to it.
"Vari..."
The forest and marsh seemed to disappear, leaving Aiko looking down at the feather in her hands again. Were those Van's parents? She was bewildered by the small memory that the feather seemed to create, it seemed to be happy memory that made the feather shine the way it did. Before she could look up to Van to ask him what she had just seen another feather fell in on top of the last. This one least brilliant then the last, and slightly broken at the tip.
Vari sat on a small rocking chair, the window behind her open allowing the light from the moons to shine into her small room. The chair rocked back and forth slowly as she ran her hand over her swollen stomach. The small woman looked much larger then she had in the memory before hand, and very…well, pregnant. She smiled at something, as she folded her hands on top to look at something in them.
"O my son…soon I will get to see you…" The smile on her face slowly disappeared as she ran her finger over the thing in her hand. Somewhere in the dark, a door opened and closed. There were a several slow steps against the hard floor, and soon an older woman joined the pregnant Vari in the moonlight. Her hair was short and snowy white, one of the few things that marked her for her age. The young woman seemed slightly sad to see her, but happy all at once. The older woman's clothing seemed to be odd for this world, well, more like were clearly not of this planet for she worn a Japanese kimono.
"It is time I returned…" Her voice was light, and seemed to remind Aiko of one she had heard before but couldn't place. Vari, nodded slightly, even though it seemed she did not wish the old woman to 'leave'.
"Will you not stay a little longer?"
"No, my little one, I do not know why I was called back, but it is time I left. I make many here at unease. It comes from being from 'there'."
"Then take this with you…" Vari held out the thing in her hand towards the older woman. "And be well, Seer of the Moons." The seer took the thing from her, through it slight rolled out of her hands, revealing a blue tear drop stone on a black ribbon. The pregnant Vari flinched slightly from something, and placed her hand back on her swollen stomach. "He's being very stubborn."
"They both will be…" The seer nodded, as she placed the blue pendent inside her flower kimono. There was a light sigh from her, as if she was very tired. "With luck my granddaughter hasn't been born yet…"
"Maybe they will meet one day, seer. Her and my son…" The elder woman frowned lightly as a white light began to form up around her into a column.
"I pray not, young one... I pray not..."
Aiko looked up at Van, still trying to figure out what had just happened. Ayane's…the pendant was Ayane's… So many questions flooded her mind, all were unanswered. Was that woman Ayane's grandmother? Was there some link that cleared up the mystery on why they were here in that past? She looked up at Van, as a small breeze blew the two feathers towards the Escaflowne. By now, Merle had calmed down and was now sitting by Van, with her knees touching her chest. She was still glaring at Aiko, fury and sadness fused together on her face. Aiko sighed, and looked at Van, then cat girl.
"So why is it such a big secret? Why do you hide them, Van?" Merle glared at her, but Aiko brushed it off and waited for an answer. Van, who no longer hand his wings but his red shirt back on, frowned slightly again.
"It marks me as a cursed Draconian, a destructor of the city Atlantis…" He turned his head slightly to look at the forest around them. That didn't answer her question and he knew it. Though at the moment he seemed to be trying to figure out how to explain this to her. "Atlantis was said to have the power to keep the world at peace, so that there wasn't any war. But, because of the greed of the Draconians, its destruction is blamed on us. And because of it, many see our wings as omens of bad fortune. Thus, why I keep them hidden…"Aiko stared at him as the words sunk in.
"But they're so beautiful! Why would you want to keep them hidden?" She blurted it out before she could stop it. She looked at the ground, and found it very interesting. You Idiot! Why did you say that! She cussed mentally while kicking the dirt softly with the toe of her boot. I don't even like him……So why did I say it? Merle had dug through her shirt till she found what she had been looking for. A small silver rectangle snapped Aiko out of her thoughts.
"Here…its not entertaining anymore…so you can have it back…" Merle held Aiko's cell phone in front of her nose. Aiko stared at it for a moment before taking it, and flipping it open. Wow…I still have service? She hit her head mentally. No Duh, Aiko…it went off earlier cause it wanted to! She shook her head and slammed it closed. I wonder who called... A list of people went through her head, making her shiver. It figures that dad would want to know where I am……Flipping it open, she looked at the number. Her eyes widened in shock and in hope when she recognized the number. Ayane… Her phone was blinking, telling her she had a new voice mail. Fumbling with the number to her account, it rang once before the box picked up.
"You have one unheard message, press one to hear it." The machine voice on the recording said. Aiko pounded down on the number, annoyed slightly by the thing. Merle had gone a curled up in a ball to sleep, thus not interested in what she was doing. Van on the other hand was now sitting down in the grass watching her closely as she played with the 'cell phone' that he didn't quite know what it was suppose to be, the whole incident earlier forgotten for the time. Aiko pressed the phone against her ear to hear it. If Ayane was a prisoner she probable wasn't doing to be able to talk very loud. The first few seconds didn't have anyone talking, just someone breathing into the receiver. Their breath was low, light as if afraid to even speak, and somewhere in the background a door opened.
"Have you finished?" a male voice asked, there was a sharp inhale from the person with the phone, and then fabric ruffling against the receiver. The male voice sounded familiar, it took Aiko a moment to pinpoint it to be the Bastard's voice.
"Yes, Milord." That was Ayane's voice alright; except it was muffled out by whatever she was hiding the phone under. "Is there something else that you need done?"
"I…" The little bastard stopped mid sentence as if he forgot what he was going to say. "I was going to show you how to shine my uniform jacket, and sword… But now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure one of the others has shown you how."
"Yes, Milord, Master Shesta did…" What the hell? What was Ayane calling him Milord, and someone else master?
"Well then…You can do that after you finish your other things…" It sound like Ayane had stood up, for the rustle of fabric over the receiver came again. The Bastard sounded funny to, not as chaotic as he had back at Allen's fort. "Before I dismiss you… I think it's about time I give this back…"
"My choker! You did have it!" Ayane's voice said, happily, or well kind of. Aiko wasn't sure she was faking it, and that the guy had been torturing her or something. Something else was said, but Aiko couldn't hear it, Ayane's receiver had been covered over again by something. By the time she go the sound back, Aiko could hear another door closing. The light breathing from before was back as Ayane probably held the phone back up to her mouth. "Don't worry about me…I'll be fine, just…… Worry about yourself for once…" There was a click as Ayane hung up. Aiko held the phone to her ear in shock, and relief. The machine went on about the different things she could do with the message, but she didn't hear it. Why……Why was she with the bastard? Then the image of Ayane running to three of the Dragonslayers played through her mind. She shook her head to clear the image. That didn't make her feel any better. She shut her phone, and put it on her pocket. That's when she noticed that Van was looking at her. Looking down, she rubbed her arms against the chill of the night and walked over to him. Once she had sat down next to him, she stared at the ground with her knees brought up to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. Goosebumps ran up and down her arms, making her rub her arms to get them warm. Man……I knew I should have brought a jacket.
Van watched her for a moment as she rubbed her arms. It really wasn't that cold out, though then again maybe their climates were different. He should have thought to bring blankets or even a tent, but his mind wasn't on that back in Asturia. So what was the use of thinking about what he should have gotten when he didn't have the time to? He could hear Merle's soft snores as she drifted off into sleep. She had said his wings beautiful, where many would call them ugly and cursed. Maybe that just came from her not knowing much of there world or… Maybe she meant it. Would Ayane's reaction be the same? Van frowned then, why did he think that? She was one the floating fortress with Folken. His brother had better make sure nothing happened to her, or else. Yea that sounded really threatening. It would send Dilandau running in his boots, yeah right. He looked at Aiko again. Her head was rest on top of her arms that were crossed over her knees. She looked really tired, and he didn't blame her it had been one hell of a long day. Aiko shivered slightly from a breeze.
"Are you cold?" Wow, way to go there Van. Are you cold? Of course she is moron she's shivering. Van mental wish he could hit himself for saying that. It was a stupid and obvious thing to ask.
"No, not really." She said in response, still looking down at the ground. He watched her for a few more minutes as she shivered again from the cold. Stubborn as ever she was and probably going to be for a long time was the only thing he could think. Without even asking her if it was alright, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer. There was no resistance, no jump back in surprise. She just moved with his arm, and leaned back against him. With her head resting on his shoulder, Aiko closed her eyes, closing out the night sky as she took in the warm from his small embrace as it chased away the cold.
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The storm winds battered the open hanger. Dilandau held onto the railing of the Alseides' platform as he looked over to the guymelefs. There was commotion about as the crew prepared for the melef launch. Though he wasn't really paying any mind to any of it. Nor was he watching his men as they made their last minute checks on their equipment, something that he should be doing as well. No he was looking at one particular platform, with the only redheaded Dragonslayer. He was standing there, talking to the dark haired Mysticer who was a few steps below his guymelef's platform. What they were talking about he couldn't hear for he was to far up. This hadn't been the only time he had witnessed it. Several times in the past three days he had seen this, in the halls, in the training room, and now here. Not that it bothered him any, the woman need someone to ask about things that she didn't know. But did Miguel have to blush every time that the girl came near him?
The Mysticer looked worried about something; Dilandau could see that from here. In fact she had been acting like that all morning. Griping down on the railing, he looked slightly away from them to the other slayers as they made one last check on supplies, and equipment. It was going to be a long two days, it would take them almost all that time to comb through the Fried forest for that damn dragon. He unconsciously traced the scare on the side of his face. It was time he made little king wonder pay, and to question the other Mysticer. Bruise might fade away after awhile, but Dilandau was to curious on what happened between them. Looking back down at the two, he could see Ayane give something to the redhead. She said something before giving him a kiss on the cheek. That was a surprise, Dilandau blinked in surprise probably with as much as the poor Dragonslayer. There was a slight tug in his chest, but so faint the demon boy didn't notice it. She ran down the steps, the white part of her uniform fluttering about as she moved down them. It didn't matter right? Shrugging, Dilandau turned to his Alseides. It was time to hunt down the Dragon. The cockpit opened with a loud noise, there was some gears in need of oil. Turning around, the red eyed general fell in to it, taking his place with in the machine making one last check on the controls.
"Dilandau-sama!" The female voice called from below. Annoyed, he jumped back out of the guymelef and walked to the railing again. Down below from him, Ayane stood looking up. The cloth that covered her hair battered about.
"What girl?"
"Journey safely, my Lord!"
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The ground shook as the Guymelef walked through the forest. Merle and Aiko were on the shoulders of the giant holding on to something so that they wouldn't fall off towards a very painful death. It's not like that Aiko cared. She was in her own little world by now, neither knowing nor caring what went on around her.
…Van has wings……So is he like…an angel or something? She looked over at the side of Escaflowne's face, before staring back at the ground. I mean, I've seen angels in books that mother showed to me when I was little…I never really believed in them… She looked back at the moon. I don't even wanna see the look on Dad's face when I get back home… She shivered, and it wasn't because of the chill in the evening air. Looking back at the ground, she was tossed into her own world once again. After a couple of minutes she heard footsteps that didn't belong to the Escaflowne. There were strange breaks in the tree lines; they seemed to forming large shapes every time they appeared. When ever they appeared it seemed that they were following along side or behind the Escaflowne.
"What are they doing here?"
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Dilandau tightened his grip on his controls, as he forced the Alseides through the dense forest. Two freaking days it had taken to find this damn dragon. Forty-eight hours with out a decent amount of sleep. They had gotten close to the time mark, where they would have to give up their search for the dragon and go find the damn blond knight and his crew. But, with last minute luck, Shesta spotted the damn king's tracks. He wasn't very smart, walking around like that. His tracks seemed to run over themselves as little kid wonder got turned about. Boy, this kid didn't have much of a sense for direction. Where the hell was he going anyways? They had slowly moved about to surround him, unnoticed. Dilandau wanted to do this right; he wanted to get this damn boy captured without making any errors this time.
"Shes?"
"We're all in position, Dilandau-sama…"The whisper came over his come. Stopping his Alseides, Dilandau turned to face the slowly moving Isponal Guymelef. It was time to start this little show. May the best player win!
"I want him down in ten!"
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Aiko looked around making sure she wasn't hearing things, and looking for any breaks in the scenery. Sure enough, there was one in front of the Escaflowne. Then everything got quiet. It was almost too quiet.
"Um…Van…" Before she could finish her sentence, the silver bullet shot out from what seemed like no where. "Van now might be a good time to move!" The Escaflowne moved over to the left barely missing the claw as it whizzed past them, and hit a tree. Looking around, she saw another break to the right. "Van, to the right!" She pointed in the general direction, and Escaflowne moved, once again barely missing a fatal blow. Keeping the first two in her peripheral vision, she looked around to see if there were any more. Sure enough, she saw another break to the left. "Now to the left!" Aiko again, pointed in the general direction of the guymelef, and Van dodged it barely missing the fatal blow. This went on for some time, and none of the claws had hit the Escaflowne. Merle was clinging to the side of the guymelef trying not to fall off. Van soon got tired of playing the odd form of 'dodge the claws' and began to run in a given direction.
"Hang on, you two…" Aiko decided now wasn't the time to comment, so she kept her sarcasm to herself. She could hear that the Guymelefs were now following them, and were gaining ground rather quickly. Eventually, the forest stopped abruptly, they came upon a lake. Van got an idea and placed one of the Guymelefs hands down on the ground. "Aiko, Merle, get on the ground." Merle jumped down, glad to get out of immediate danger. Aiko was slower, but got off anyway. The Escaflowne stood back up, and started to walk into the lake. After it was a good distance away from the shore, it stopped and waited for the other Guymelefs to arrive.
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It was a clear state of annoyance. Each shot the damn king ducked out of the way just in time. It was insulting that he could do it; it was as if he knew that they were. Shesta was cursing over the line, yelling at Miguel for poor shooting which nearly hit him. Gatty was yelling orders to concentrate on firing at once. That was when little boy wonder went off in a full sprint into the woods. Who the hell knew that an ancient guymelef could move so fucking fast? They pursued him of course; there was no way in hell that he was going to let the damn boy get away for him this time. Ya, Dilandau should have just put the forest a blaze. The idea of putting it on fire was still high on his mind now, as they all stood for a moment looking out at the lake were the damn king stood waiting for them to come out. Yup, the damn kid grew some brains. Water killed the stealth cloaks, made them useless and heavy. Though there was a mistake that he made, the two damn girls were out in the open. Good targets to take hostages to make him come out of there. But that wasn't his style; the day Dilandau used a woman as a hostages was the day hell grew daisies. Fighting out in the open would cause some problems; they were open to anyone passing. Well, Folken would warn him when some airship was getting to close.
"Screw it. Let's show this little boy a thing or two!" He yelled over the com as he slammed his fist down on the flight control. Taking to flight, the stealth cloak pulled off revealing him to the surrounding world. The slayers followed after him, though they wavered slightly before coming out into the open. The water wasn't very pleasant; it came up almost to the waist of the Alseides, so movement wasn't going to be very comfortable. That was alright, the dragon was in the same position. It was starting to look like little boy wonder just made a same mistake. He wasn't very good at piloting that thing, and this was going to make it worse. Dilandau and his men were marksmen, they were the best Zaibach had made. Water would only slow their reactions slightly. First step would be surrounding him. There was five of them, and only one of him, so that wasn't going to be much of a problem. The Fanelian king turned about, slightly looking at them, but he was keeping the red Guymelef in view. Well, well looked like the boy was smart at that, but Shesta was sitting right behind him. The first shot was out before he even commanded the attack to begin. Van barely missed it, moving aside at the last second. Well, if that wasn't just perfect.
"What the hell are you four doing?!" Dilandau shouted over the com system, there were a few growls of announce from the others. Clearly the book numbers weren't correct in this matter. Where they should be having the advantage in this little battle, there seemed to be a lack of it. Little boy wonder had learned a lot more little tricks. Angry, Dilandau let out a large amount of liquid metal and formed it into a sword. If using these damn claws wasn't going to work, then he was just going to have to get in close. The boy had won their little sword match before by a default, Dilandau was disoriented by the explosion.
Right, great excuse there.
"Miguel, Viole distracted him. Shesta, Gatty lets give this little kid a lesson in swordsmanship!" Right, like that was ever going to happen. They all moved quickly to comply with this command. Viole and Miguel's melefs moved farther away in the water, leaving poor little Van torn between going after them or dealing with the three remaining. If he got too busy dealing with the three still near him, the other two would get him when he wasn't looking. A, how Dilandau loved these machines, true they were as good as the older guymelefs, but with the advancements in technology they reacted much better. The Escaflowne slammed it's sword against the one of the Alseides, clearly the boy had made the decision to deal with the three. There was no win-win in the choice though; the boy was just going to have to be very aware of what was happening. Not that Dilandau was going to give him any time to think. Swords clashed again and again, the young king was getting worn out. It was clear; each movement was coming slower and slower. Laughing with glee, his hand fell to the control for the flame thrower. Right at the moment his finger touched the control, before he could unit his glorious flame two voices came on over the com.
"-rection... Crusaders on the radar!" Guimel, his voice clicking into the line a little late making his sentence incomplete and was clearly annoyed by it.
"Where the fuck did that come from?" Dallet cursed. The two had stayed back on the Vione to keep watch for any incoming Freid ships in the area.
"I repeat, the Crusader is advancing in your direction. Crusaders on the radar!"
"What the?" Shesta's voice came on next along with a long, undertone curse. Dilandau turned his head sharply in the blond boy's direction, in time to see the annoyance that was the other thing he was supposed to be hunting. The damned pretty boy, Allen Schezar, if there was anyone who need a scare on their damn face it was him. It all started to happen to fast then, Gatty shouting things over the com, little boy wonder was taking the advantage of the confusion the slayers were in, sort of anyways, and the blond Asturia was busy playing the hero. Didn't anyone understand that Dilandau just despised the heroics? Apparently not, before any of the slayers knew it they were making wide shots, nearly hitting one another, and completely missing their targets. Orders shout over the coms were becoming ignored. Overly angered now, Dilandau turned his pulled attraction back to the dragon. There was no way he was going to get away this time. The crima claws came out with a clear shot; the king had his back turned away from him at the moment to work off Gatty. To his unliking taste, Van turned around last minute blocking the claws. Sending them all in different directions, one claw sailed straight passed little boy wonder, though, and headed for shore were the two helpless women stood watching. Retracting it would set him in danger; the frenzy of claws was the only thing keeping little boy wonder from striking his guymelef.
By the gods, he hoped Ayane wasn't too attached to her friend.
By luck, a hard vibration coursed through the water around him as the claw struck something solid. And by luck, it was meant that the claw did not strike the target that it was aiming for. The blasted Heavenly Knight's guymelef stood in the path of the claw, which sunk its 'teeth' into the man's armor. Well, at least it wasn't a wasted claw; there should be some damage to the man's pride now. He was never wounded in battle they use to say about him, well let that teach the man, Dilandau grinned. This little victory was short lived though.
"Dilandau, returned to the Vione immediately." Folken's voice came crackling over the com.
"What! Not at this moment Strategoes, I'm-"
"Dilandau! This is not a time for you to argue, return to the Vione. There is a Freid transport headed in your direction."
"Damn it! Dragonslayers lets get the hell out of here!" The claws retracted with in seconds, as he took to Alseides to the air. Looked like his little revenge was going to have to wait, orders were orders. Zaibach could not be seen in the borders of Freid, it would set off the alarm to the preemptive strike of the army. There was no way he was going to let that come down on his head. So close he was so freaking close to have capturing the damn dragon that Empire Dornkirk was so afraid of a yet-
"Yo, where's Miguel?" Viole's voice came crackling over the com. It wasn't until that moment that Dilandau realized one of his men was missing. Turning the scope on his guymelef to the battle ground they were now leaving behind, he could see the lone blue melef on the shore crawling now with the crew of the crusade.
SD……………
GA1: sniff…Power trips aren't much fun.. When there's no one here to annoy with it…..
Edited: 12/29/06