Dragon Knights Fan Fiction ❯ Jewel of the Destroyers ❯ II ( Chapter 2 )

 

Jewel of the Destroyers

 

Chapter 2

 

Lykouleon slowly opened his eyes. He still held Rune in his arms, but he didn't mind. The elf just seemed so frail and in need of protecting that he couldn't help but do what he could to defend her.

 

After a few minutes he gently kissed the top of her head and laid her down on the bed. He stood up quietly and got dressed quickly so he wouldn't wake her.

 

He walked down the halls toward where the elves were staying. He needed to talk to the Fairy Elder and find out who this Sykoul guy was and why Rune seemed so scared of him. Whoever he was, Lykouleon knew he could only bring trouble.

 

The Fairy Elder watched in amusement as the Dragon Lord walked passed him in deep thought. “May I ask what troubles you this early, my lord?” he asked, a hint of laughter in his voice.

 

Lykouleon looked up and then spun around, walking back to the Fairy Elder. “I need to talk to you.”

 

“About what, my lord?”

 

“Rune had a nightmare last night and yelled out the name Sykoul. She seemed frightened of him. I was wondering if you knew who he was.”

 

The Fairy Elder's expression became grave. “I knew this would come, but I didn't think he'd reenter her life so soon.”

 

“Who was he?” Lykouleon asked. He felt as if he should hate this Sykoul even though he didn't even know who he was.

 

The Fairy Elder was silent for a moment before walking down the hall. After a while he turned back to Lykouleon. “Well, if you want to know then come on.” Lykouleon was confused but followed the Fairy Elder anyways. Lykouleon knew with the way the Elder was acting then this Sykoul had done something very horrible to the Elfin Princess.

 

OOOOO

 

They Fairy Elder lead Lykouleon through the forest surrounding the city. After they has walked for about an hour the Fairy Elder and Lykouleon emerged into a clearing. It seemed to be dark and light at the same time, as if it was innocent and yet hiding a secret at the same time. There was a minute, crystal blue lake that a small waterfall fell into.

 

“What is this place?” Lykouleon asked in wonder.

 

“This is the place where Princess Rune was born…and where her memories lay,” the Fairy Elder answered, his voice emotionless.

 

“Her memories?” Lykouleon was confused but suddenly realized that the Fairy Elder was no longer standing beside him. Looking over he saw the Elder standing beside the waterfall. Lifting up his staff the Fairy Elder made a small arch in the water that someone could walk under. Getting the clue Lykouleon walked under the arch and behind the waterfall, the Elder quickly following and letting the water fall back normally.

 

Lykouleon looked around the small cave that had been hidden behind the waterfall. The cave was circular with smooth walls. There was a white light that fell in the center with shadows overtaking the edges of the cave. In the center was a large alter/table. Lykouleon really wasn't sure what it was.

 

Then came the two things that really caught the Dragon Lord's attention. There were two tapestries that hung on either side of the room. One was of Rune and the other was of another female elf that looked like Rune, only he looked a bit older with blue hair and green eyes flecked with gold.

 

In the tapestry of Rune she held her arms above her head. Her blonde hair was spread out around her head like golden water. Her head was turned to the side and even though she was looking down her eyes were closed. When Lykouleon noticed what she was wearing, he blushed. She wore a thin robe, the sleeves pooled around her shoulders, which had been made of a transparent material. It left nothing to the imagination, and Lykouleon found himself cursing himself when he felt his pants become too tight.

 

In the other tapestry, the elf looked as if she was lying on a bed. Both her hands rested on her stomach, chains on both her wrist. Her head was turned to the side, light blue hair falling down from a messy bun. There was a blank, yet sad expression in her eyes that broke Lykouleon's heart. The look in her eyes distracted Lykouleon from the fact that she was wearing the same outfit as Rune, only it was blue.

 

“Princess Rune was born here,” the Fairy Elder said after Lykouleon had taken a good look at both tapestries. “At the moment of her birth these tapestries appeared. The one of Rune holds her memories of this life. The one over there,” he said pointing his staff to the tapestry of the blue haired elf “is a tapestry of Rune in her past life.”

 

“So that was Rune in her past life,” Lykouleon said. It was a statement, not a question.

 

“Yes,” the Fairy Elder said. “If you wish to know who Sykoul is, you must touch the tapestry and look into your Queen's past life.”

 

Lykouleon didn't question the Fairy Elder; he just walked forward and placed his hand on the tapestry of Rune in her past life. He instantly felt himself being pulled into the past, but he wasn't scared. He felt as if something wonderful and yet horrible at the same time would be reveled to him.

 

Lykouleon found himself standing in a forest, a small river a few feet away. Lying close to the river was a man. Lykouleon walked forward and looked down to see the man's face. When he did see who it was, he gasped. The man lying on the ground was him. The only difference was that he looked a few years younger and his hair was a dark emerald green. That, and he also didn't have a huge cut across his chest as his past self seemed to have at the moment.

 

He heard a gasp and then heard something fall to the ground. Looking up he saw the woman from the tapestry; Rune's past self, rush over to the man and kneel beside him, forgetting the basket she had just dropped. Lykouleon looked on as Rune healed the man's injuries. It was the first time he had seen Rune use her healing powers.

 

The elf back away slightly as the man began to come to. He slowly sat up and rubbed his chest where his wound had been. He looked down, confused, seeing that his wound was now gone. He looked over at the elf that had fallen back and looked ready to flee at a moments notice.

 

“Did you heal me?” he asked. She nodded though she didn't speak. The man smiled at her, stood up, and then offered a hand to the elf. She looked at him suspiciously, and didn't take his hand. He offered her another smile. “I, Lykouleon of Draqueen, am in your debut. I will not harm you.”

 

Still looking at him suspiciously she took his hand. He gently pulled her up but let her push away when she fell against his chest. “If you are so afraid of me then why did you save me?” Lykouleon's past self asked.

 

“I'm not afraid of you, I just don't trust you. As for why I saved you, I don't like to see any living thing suffer,” she said, about to disappear into the forest.

 

“Wait!” Lykouleon shouted after her. For some reason Rune stopped, but she still didn't turn around. “Please, let me repay my debut. Let me use my sword to protect you.”

 

Rune turned and looked at him, resting her hand on the tree trunk. She didn't know why, but she knew she could trust this man. She smiled sweetly at him. “All right, if you really wish to repay your debut, come on.”

 

OOOOO

 

Lykouleon found himself being pulled forward in time again and when he finally came to a stop, he knew six months had passed, and that his past self had been beside Rune every second making sure nothing could happen to her.

 

As of right now he stood in the middle of the Fairy Village. There were small, cozy cottages all around that elves preferred to live in. They were actually quiet beautiful. Smoke curled into the sky from their chimneys where he knew fires were being kept to word off the coming winter night.

 

“You really shouldn't stay out here.” Lykouleon turned to se Rune standing in the doorway of her own house, her light blue hair falling around her like a waterfall. Sitting by the door on the steps leading to her home was Lykouleon's past self.

 

“I already told you Princess, I will not leave your side, but I also will not enter a lady's chambers…”

 

“You wont enter the chamber of a lady uninvited,” Rune said, a small smile on her face as she sat down beside him.

 

“You'll catch your death out here,” she finally said after a few minutes. “Believe it or not Lykouleon, you've become important to me and I don't want anything to happen to you. I'll be fine for one night. Please, go rest in the guest house.”

 

Lykouleon smiled and shook his head. “Who knows my Princess, maybe tonight is when someone will try to kidnap you,” Lykouleon said an evil grin on his face as he leaned over and began to tickle the elf mercilessly.

 

Many elves looked over at them and frowned. Lykouleon didn't know why. His past self and Rune's past self looked made for each other.

 

The Fairy Elder (a different one than the present one) walked in front of Rune's house and called her name. Lykouleon stopped his assault and became suddenly serious. Rune's small smile disappeared when the Elder beckoned her to follow him.

 

Lykouleon followed them, while his past self had to stay behind. The Elder lead Rune to his own home and the two quickly entered, unaware that Lykouleon had floated through the door after them.

 

Rune sat down in one of the many chairs while the Fairy Elder continued to stand by the fire. “He must leave,” the Elder finally said.

 

“Why?” Rune asked, looking up in confusion.

 

“Because you're falling in love with him. Let me finish,” he said a bit harshly when he saw Rune was about to interrupt him. “As of now he is only your friend, but what happens when you realize you do have deeper feelings for him. He may seem honorable now but he is still a man. Sooner or later he will force you to do his bidding. He will take pleasure in you r body while not caring if you receive any yourself.” The Elder walked closer to Rune who was now looking both royal pissed and shocked at the same time. The Elder reached up and one hand on the Elfin Princess' cheek. “Rune, you are a precious thing and someone like him would only taint your innocence.”

 

And that was when a loud smack sounded through the room. “How dare you?” Rune whispered, her voice deadly. “I know Lykouleon better than any of you and he would never do that. I will not send him away and if you try to yourself I will follow him to the ends of the earth.” And with that the Elfin Princess stormed out and into the surrounding forest.

 

“Rune!”

 

“No!” the Princess shouted spinning around and hitting the chest of the person following her.

 

“Rune, calm down. It's me, it's only me,” Lykouleon said catching her hands and pulling her to him. “It's all right.” Rune cried on his shoulder letting out all her frustration and anger.

 

“What happened Rune?” Lykouleon asked once Rune had finally calmed down somewhat.

 

Rune sighed, pulled away from Lykouleon, wiped away her tears, and walked toward the river. She stood right by the river, thinking about what to say to the emerald haired man. “Lykouleon,” Rune finally said after a while, “would you ever hurt me?”

 

“Of course I wouldn't. What made you think that?”

 

“The Fairy Elder, he said you would hurt me, that you would use my body for your own personal pleasures.”

 

“Do you believe that Rune?” Lykouleon asked. Rune didn't turn around and she didn't answer. “I see. I suppose you'll want me to leave then.” There was hurt and anger in Lykouleon's voice. “I really thought you considered me your friend Rune.” Lykouleon turned to walk away.

 

“Wait, Lykouleon!” Rune shouted, fear coursing through her at the thought of losing him. Unfortunately, the edge of the shore was weak and when she turned around to run after Lykouleon it broke causing Rune to lose her footing and fall into the water.

 

“Rune!” Lykouleon shouted running over to the river and managing to grab her hand before the current could take her away. Regrettably her hand was the only thing above water so if Lykouleon didn't get her out quickly then she would suffocate.

 

Lykouleon tried to hold onto her hand but it was becoming harder as more water splashed onto their hands. When her hand began to slip from his, Lykouleon found out what fear really was.

 

Lykouleon ran forward to help his past self and was surprised when his hands didn't pass through his past self. He knew that no one was suppose to see, hear, or touch him but he didn't duel on it. The only thing he thought of was saving Rune's past self. Pulling with all their strength both Lykouleon and his past self managed to pull Rune from the river and back onto shore.

 

“Rune, are you all right?” Lykouleon asked after catching his breath. Rune nodded through she was still coughing up water.

 

“Please,” he heard her whisper, “don't leave. I couldn't bare it if you left.”

 

Lykouleon felt a warm feeling flow through him. He realized that he had loved Rune in this life. They had been lovers in this life. “Sh,” his past self whispered. “I'm not going anywhere.”

 

Rune let out a sigh of relief and closed her eyes as Lykouleon pulled her into a tight, loving embrace. “Lykouleon,” she whispered after they had stayed like that for a while. “You told me you'd never touch me, but if I wanted you to, if I told you I loved you and meant it, would you?”

 

Lykouleon looked down at her and pulled back a wet lock of blue hair. “Is this what you really want, my love?”

 

“Yes,” Rune managed to breath out before Lykouleon leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

 

Lykouleon's hands ran over her body and soaked clothes enjoying the warmth coming from her. Rune wrapped her arms around Lykouleon's neck and when they broke apart they only caught their breath for a second before kissing once more. Rune moaned, allowing Lykouleon to plunge his tongue into her mouth, when the swordsman ran his hand up her leg and began to pull back her skirts.

 

They broke apart once more when a wicked laughter came from the trees. “So sweet, an elf and a mortal. Too bad for you swordsman that she'll be mine in the end.”

 

Lykouleon stood up quickly, drew his sword, and placed himself in front of Rune. “Rune,” he whispered, “get back to the village.”

 

“No, I'm not leaving you.”

 

“Rune, go,” Lykouleon said, his voice demanding as he turned somewhat to look at her. That proved to be a mistake. Whatever was after Rune slammed into Lykouleon ripping open his shoulder. He glared up at it as it disappeared back in to the trees. He heard Rune gasp in horror when she saw the blood trailing down his arm.

 

“Do you really think you can protect her?” it asked from the trees surrounding them. “She will be mine in the end.”

 

“She'll never belong to you,” Lykouleon growled out.

 

“Oh really? Then why is it she's already in my grasp?”

 

“Lykouleon.” The swordsman turned around at the elf's soft, pain filled whisper. He looked on in horror as a red mass of energy wrapped around her. Tears sprang up in her eyes and she let out choking sound as it wrapped around her neck and then quickly covered her head, making her hair look blue violet. Once it covered her completely, she disappeared.

 

“NO!” Lykouleon shouted turning back toward the place where the voice had come from.

 

“Oh yes.” Standing in front of Lykouleon was a man with long silver/blue hair, red eyes, and clawed hands. He was about as tall as Lykouleon himself and in his arms he held Rune. He covered her mouth with one clawed hand while the other was wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to him. “I told you she would be mine.”

 

“Who the hell do you think you are trying to kidnap the Elfin Princess?” Lykouleon growled at him, fire in his eyes.

 

The man chuckled evilly. “I am Sykoul, and this pretty little elf will soon become my Queen.” Sykoul removed his hand from Rune's mouth. He slowly moved a finger down her chest. Rune let out a choked sob and called out for Lykouleon.

 

The swordsman ran forward but Sykoul raised his hand and an unseen force hit Lykouleon and continued to beat on his mercilessly. It felt like wind was rushing around him, ripping at his skin. The last thing he heard before falling into darkness was Rune crying out for him.

 

Lykouleon watched as his past self fell. He felt his heart break when he heard Rune cry out for his past self and he felt anger flow through him when Sykoul's laughter reached his ears. “Let her go you bastard!” Lykouleon yelled even though he knew they could never hear him.

 

“LYKOULEON!” Rune yelled once more, fearing that the man she loved was dead. The last thing Rune saw was Lykouleon lying in a pool of his own blood before Sykoul stole her away from the Fairy Forest.

 

OOOOO

 

I considered doing a whole different story for the past life stuff, but it's too important for this story so I had to put it in here. It's probably going to take a few more chapters, but I hope to get back to the main part soon. As for the next chapter, it depends on where I decide to stop but I will probably put my first lemon in it. So, hopefully I get that far in the next chapter and if I don't then it will be in the fourth chapter. I hope you all liked and please review. Don't own Dragon Knights.