Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Inner Inferno ❯ geting to know everyone.... ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Silver Karmen 
training begins! meeting the slayers! and much much more.........hehe!
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 10.15.2001 | Updated On: 10.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 203 | Status: Completed
training begins! meeting the slayers! and much much more.........hehe!
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 10.15.2001 | Updated On: 10.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 203 | Status: Completed
Hey guys!! I was just hit with a stroke of insperation so I'm writing this chapter before I loose it! I hope you like it! I should have alot more chapters out alot quicker! enjoy and review if possible!!
~chapter 4~ It was still a few weeks until everyone would go back to the Vione and during those weeks Kelsea was constantly insulted by Dilandau. It seemed he thought everything she did was either sloppy or he was just picking on her. But good things always seem to come form the bad and because Dilandau was so hard on her, her skills improved at twice the rate they normally would have. She was very determined to impress this warlord she had heard so much about, after all she became an assassin because of him. You may find this hard to believe but she looked up to him, he was her hero, in a way.
For the first week or so she didn't get to meet any of the other dragonslayers. Dilandau was training her personally. It wasn't easy being alone with no one to talk to except for Dilandau or Folken. She didn't really have greatest patiance either and she was really looking forward to meeting all the dragonslayers but now she had to wait.
The day had finnally come to meet the Dragonslayers as soon as she had finnished her 'beginers training' with Dilandau. They had all gathered in a nearby clearing, away from the rest of the camp, although no one knew why. Kelsea was a little nervous but she would never let herself show it. She had way to much pride for even her own good!
All the slayers lined up and waited to be introduced to their guest. When Dilandau would called there name they would smiled and said a brief hello.
"Now all of you, this is our guest, Kelsea. She will be staying and training with us for the next year." Some of the shy ones, such as Chesta and Gimel, smiled and blushed a little. Kelsea giggled a bit at this. They seemed nice for so called murderers.
"Gatti, you will help her show her around when we go back to the Vione in 3 days, until then I want you to keep her out of trouble. Miguel, you will teach her all the advanced drills. I want you to set up a small camp here in this clearing just for the remainder of the time we are here. Those pathetic weaklings Folken has over there are starting to rub off their lazyness on you. If I see any of you wondering around aimlessly during training hours again you wont live long to regret it! Now, all of you are dismissed."
Dilandau headed back to the other camp as soon as his lecture ended. As soon as he was out of sight all the dragonslayers let out a huge sigh.
"Man, has he ever been in a bad mood lately!"
"Yeah I know! Even for him!"
"We were lucky no one was killed! I thought for sure he would kill someone since he made us come all the way out here!"
"Yeah I know what you mean."
"Hey Kelsea! Come on over here. I'm Dalet, as you already know. So how did you come to be here with us for a year?"
"Well to make a long story short I heard of how you guys were elite soldiers and I wanted to become stronger than I already was so I decided to seek you guys out and train with you for a year."
"Well you definatally chose the right place! Unless of corse you don't like athority, then your likely to be killed by the Devil himself, formally know as Lord Dilandau!"
"Ha ha! You know you guys are alot nicer than I had expected you to be! I would have thought that you would all be like Dilandau!"
"Nah! We're all chosen by our skills not our personalitys! If that were the case then only Miguel would have been chosen because he's stuck up and has no sence of humor!"
"Hey! I heard that!"
"See what I mean!"
Kelsea couldn't believe her luck! This whole time she was preparing for trained soldiers that only knew how to kill but it turns out they were alot like her. They like to fight, possibly kill, but they also like to have fun and act like the 15 year olds they are.
For the next hour or so, while they were setting up their 'solitary confinment camp', they were joking around and getting to know one another. Most of them were really shy and didn't talk much, but 6 of the 14 really seemed to like talking. Dalet was starting to give Kelsea a headach, he wouldn't shut-up!
She really liked all of them. Chesta was a cutie, Guimel was sweet, Miguel was honest, Dalet was overly friendly, Viole was like an older brother, and Gatti was just plain hot! The rest of the slayers she really didn't get to know very well. They seemed to like to keep their distance. All see really knew about them was that their was one girl, and that they seemed really tired and didn't look like they wanted to be here very much. Dilandau probably treated them badly compaired to her six friends.
When they finnished setting up camp they had a few hours left of training and then they got the rest of the day off. During her first training sesion with Miguel she memorized all the advanced drills and was starting to even out class Miguel's swordsmanship. She was a natural killer and was used to picking up on fighting technices very quickly.
Miguel started to wonder about her. He had never heard of anyone improving so quickly and when he was sparing with her later on he noticed that she had a gleam in her eye that just screemed out for blood. He felt lucky to be alive afterwards. As soon as he put his sword away the gleam almost completly dissapeared and she was back to the way she was before.
HEHE! Another chapter done! well I think that this one is the longest I've ever wrote! Aren't you proud of me!! sorry if there is any spelling errors again....*sigh* spelling is not my greatest skill.... oh well time to get to work on the next chapter! Review if you can! thx! ;)
~chapter 4~ It was still a few weeks until everyone would go back to the Vione and during those weeks Kelsea was constantly insulted by Dilandau. It seemed he thought everything she did was either sloppy or he was just picking on her. But good things always seem to come form the bad and because Dilandau was so hard on her, her skills improved at twice the rate they normally would have. She was very determined to impress this warlord she had heard so much about, after all she became an assassin because of him. You may find this hard to believe but she looked up to him, he was her hero, in a way.
For the first week or so she didn't get to meet any of the other dragonslayers. Dilandau was training her personally. It wasn't easy being alone with no one to talk to except for Dilandau or Folken. She didn't really have greatest patiance either and she was really looking forward to meeting all the dragonslayers but now she had to wait.
The day had finnally come to meet the Dragonslayers as soon as she had finnished her 'beginers training' with Dilandau. They had all gathered in a nearby clearing, away from the rest of the camp, although no one knew why. Kelsea was a little nervous but she would never let herself show it. She had way to much pride for even her own good!
All the slayers lined up and waited to be introduced to their guest. When Dilandau would called there name they would smiled and said a brief hello.
"Now all of you, this is our guest, Kelsea. She will be staying and training with us for the next year." Some of the shy ones, such as Chesta and Gimel, smiled and blushed a little. Kelsea giggled a bit at this. They seemed nice for so called murderers.
"Gatti, you will help her show her around when we go back to the Vione in 3 days, until then I want you to keep her out of trouble. Miguel, you will teach her all the advanced drills. I want you to set up a small camp here in this clearing just for the remainder of the time we are here. Those pathetic weaklings Folken has over there are starting to rub off their lazyness on you. If I see any of you wondering around aimlessly during training hours again you wont live long to regret it! Now, all of you are dismissed."
Dilandau headed back to the other camp as soon as his lecture ended. As soon as he was out of sight all the dragonslayers let out a huge sigh.
"Man, has he ever been in a bad mood lately!"
"Yeah I know! Even for him!"
"We were lucky no one was killed! I thought for sure he would kill someone since he made us come all the way out here!"
"Yeah I know what you mean."
"Hey Kelsea! Come on over here. I'm Dalet, as you already know. So how did you come to be here with us for a year?"
"Well to make a long story short I heard of how you guys were elite soldiers and I wanted to become stronger than I already was so I decided to seek you guys out and train with you for a year."
"Well you definatally chose the right place! Unless of corse you don't like athority, then your likely to be killed by the Devil himself, formally know as Lord Dilandau!"
"Ha ha! You know you guys are alot nicer than I had expected you to be! I would have thought that you would all be like Dilandau!"
"Nah! We're all chosen by our skills not our personalitys! If that were the case then only Miguel would have been chosen because he's stuck up and has no sence of humor!"
"Hey! I heard that!"
"See what I mean!"
Kelsea couldn't believe her luck! This whole time she was preparing for trained soldiers that only knew how to kill but it turns out they were alot like her. They like to fight, possibly kill, but they also like to have fun and act like the 15 year olds they are.
For the next hour or so, while they were setting up their 'solitary confinment camp', they were joking around and getting to know one another. Most of them were really shy and didn't talk much, but 6 of the 14 really seemed to like talking. Dalet was starting to give Kelsea a headach, he wouldn't shut-up!
She really liked all of them. Chesta was a cutie, Guimel was sweet, Miguel was honest, Dalet was overly friendly, Viole was like an older brother, and Gatti was just plain hot! The rest of the slayers she really didn't get to know very well. They seemed to like to keep their distance. All see really knew about them was that their was one girl, and that they seemed really tired and didn't look like they wanted to be here very much. Dilandau probably treated them badly compaired to her six friends.
When they finnished setting up camp they had a few hours left of training and then they got the rest of the day off. During her first training sesion with Miguel she memorized all the advanced drills and was starting to even out class Miguel's swordsmanship. She was a natural killer and was used to picking up on fighting technices very quickly.
Miguel started to wonder about her. He had never heard of anyone improving so quickly and when he was sparing with her later on he noticed that she had a gleam in her eye that just screemed out for blood. He felt lucky to be alive afterwards. As soon as he put his sword away the gleam almost completly dissapeared and she was back to the way she was before.
HEHE! Another chapter done! well I think that this one is the longest I've ever wrote! Aren't you proud of me!! sorry if there is any spelling errors again....*sigh* spelling is not my greatest skill.... oh well time to get to work on the next chapter! Review if you can! thx! ;)