Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Salvation: In the Arms of The Angels ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer &A/N: I do not own escaflowne or any lyric's that will appear in my story and trust me, there will be a lot of lyrics popping up, see if you can find them all ; ) by the way, if you like my story or even hate it, I don't care which you chose but plz, plz review or I wont write anymore of this story and no one will ever know what happens! Well now that that's all out of the way, on with the fic! Charge!

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Dilandau rolled over in his sleep and groaned not wanting to wake up, but someone was persistent in awaking him by nudging him in the side. " Just five more minutes, please! I promise I'll get up this time Gatti." He heard giggling as a reply to his proposition, famine giggling. `Since when does Gatti sound like a girl? Hey, I'm not in my bed!'. Dilandau's eyes flash open and he surveyed that he was indeed not in his bed and that he was on a cold hard ground that looked familiar.

He let out another groan as he rolled over so that he was lying on his back. He opened his eyes again and was meet with a pair of deep blue mixed with greenish blue famine eyes as she sung out a hello, lingering on the `o' for a moment. He felt like he nearly jumped out of his skin causing the girl to back up a bit from being kick or hit from the startled boy.

Dilandau jumps to his feet, pulling out his sword and charged at her roaring with his battle cry. She paled at the sight of his sword, turned on her heels and ran as fast as she could. He chased her around the barren field for forever it seemed. Dilandau had to admit that she was a fast runner for such a small girl as he began to tire out a little (key word, a little). This continued for a minute or two before someone yelled at him.

"Hey! Would you mind not attacking my friend! She was only trying to help you, ya know!"

Dilandau stopped chasing the frantic girl and spun on his heels only to meet with the most beautiful girl he had ever had the privilege of laying eyes on. Before him stood a goddess with dark chocolate hair that had copper colored tips, lustrous, red lips, and eyes that could rival his own in their splendor, a perfect mixture of vivid greens, browns and a little blue as well. Dilandau couldn't help but gawk at her. He looked her up and down noting how she had a beautiful figure, and very *ahem* well endowed as well.

"Excuse me! But would you stop looking at my breasts, jerk! Now tell me why you were chasing my friend?! Or I'll have to kick the crap out of you and a don't give a damn who the hell you are if you even so think as to harm a hair on her head, I'll kill you! Got it?!"

Dilandau blinked at her for a moment before the anger boiled in him to the point were he felt like he was going to explode, and that's just what he did. "Who the fuck do you think you are?! You have no right talking to me like that! I am Lord Dilandau Albatou! I am feared by all far and wide! And you have the audacity to speak to me like a equal?!" Dilandau made the mistake of slapping the vixen. Everyone gasped, and he thought he heard someone say, `…you better run…' and another said `…run, run away…'

Dilandau turned his head to see another girl standing besides the blue eyed one that he encountered earlier. As he looked at the others for a moment as the girl he had slapped did a back-wards summersault and landed on her feet with a look of murder plastered to her face.

Dilandau turned just in time to receive a swift and hard punch to the face, knocking him to the ground cradling his bleeding nose. But as soon as he hit the ground, he was on his feet again ready to retaliate before she could come in for a second round, but someone stopped them from rip each other apart by putting them self in the way with arms spread. It was blue eyes,

"Did I just missed the last exit to Eden? You two don't even know each other and your at each others throat! Dez? Did that anger management class do you nothing? And you! Mister high and mighty, you don't even know us, we were only trying to help you when you flipped out on us!"

"I don't need your help, I don't need anyone's help!"

"Lord Dilandau…" The silver haired youth stood rigid for a moment, then slowly turned around to see the owner of the familiar voice. He breathed out "…Chesta…" and looked at all the other dragon slayers in a dazed state. Chesta repeated him self, "Lord Dilandau, she is right, they were only trying to help you, you were not breathing and the one with the strawberry blonde hair gave you something called CPR. They only mean well sir, please don't harm them."

Dilandau looked at him coolly for a moment then spook to the dragon slayers relief. " Alright, chesta, only because you said they `saved' my life, but rest assured, if they even so dare to oppress me again, they will not live to see another day…" he turned back to the girls to see `Dez' fuming at the girl with strawberry blonde hair (blue eyes) "…now tell me, pray tell, who are you?"

The one known as Dez answered, " I'm the sexy vixen known as Deziree, the clown with the brown curls is Ashtik, and the girl that looks like an angel but thinks like a devil is Heather."

"Howdy y'all" Heather smiled pleasantly at them. "Hey" Ashtik giggles at Dez introduction of them.

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A.N: so did it suck? or was it good, come on! I want to know you opinions! Review plz! I'm begging you! Look! I'm on my knees!