Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy ❯ Tsubasa no Kami ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: water nymph 
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 185 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 185 | Status: Completed
AN-Hey everyone, guess what? There is this one story that has me as it's main character....Yes that's right, this girl she just put my name in there (my real name) and she doesn't even know me...heheheheh. I told you all that I knew Dilandau personally, and from the way the story is going...I "really" know Dilandau, heheheh...
(02)
Tsubasa no Kami
Hitomi sat on her bed clinging to her soft pillows. Hot tears streamed down her face, burning her cheeks. She turned from one side to the other, holding tightly to her stomach.
Left there on top of her sateen bed, naked. Filled with hate towards herself. Hitomi looked over her bruises and the blood on her bed. Her fingernails still held the pieces of his skin in them. Hitomi sat up and covered her face with her hands.
"You know you want it Hitomi....Why don't you just live up to your name?" Tommy yelled as he forced himself on her.
"Stop! Get off!" She squirmed underneath his weight.
"Stop pretending to bee innocent, everyone knows what you are like." He yelled as he grabbed her hands and lifted them above her head.
"Stop! Please, Stop!" Hitomi mumbled
"Stop, please stop.." She spoke softly to no one, "Oh, Van.. now I am truly alone." She lifted herself up off the bed. Disgusted by herself, she placed an old black T-shirt over her naked body. She left the bedroom, the cursed place where she had surely lost her innocence. Though all ready 20 she was still untouched by the hand of man, no matter what the campus men said. "But now all those horrible stories are true." Hitomi pressed her back against her door and dropped to the floor.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dilandau slammed open the doors of the kings meeting chamber. The old man had no time to speak with him last night. Though the long-awaited party wasn't worthy of it's description. The dancers were un-talented and the food had no taste. Dilandau walked across the lavish room, there in front of him sat a chubby black haired man. The men around his majesty gave the general an unfriendly glare. Letting him know that he wasn't wanted. The atmosphere surrounding Dilandau was un-easy, just adding to the cold feeling Dilandau got every time he was in the company of those men. He couldn't say that he cared much what they thought of him. Dilandau was the reason they are all still alive, he has the power over them.
"General, what can I do for you?" The king smiled.
"I request that your doughtier stays in the palace, if she wishes to become a Dragon Slayer she must go through the training." Dilandaus voice rung throughout the hall, "Next time she might be killed." He gave the king an evil smile.
"I see general. But I wasn't aware that Siren had left the castle."
"Let me out. Please let me out....What did I do? I don't want to be here. It's so dark!" A soft voice yelled from the dungeon. His cries becoming more and more quieter with every passing hour. The child started to lose hope, but gained it back after hearing foot steps outside his door. The door opened and let throughout the light. A small white cat cam running in and affectionately rubbed herself against the cat boy. Just as the boy relaxed, a dark figure came in holding a candle and food. The girl came closer and the cat boy growled at her. She sat down and ignored his violent behavior.
"Don't cry boy, I don't want to see you sad." She said softly, "What is your name?"
"My name?" The boy seemed confused, "I don't have one."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hitomi held on to the kitchen knife, looking at her reflection in it. Not even the knife wanted to lie. Everything screamed "ugly". What am I, a whore that every man wonted to sleep with. This thought made her body shake, as a violent river of hot tears erupted once more. Hitomi lifted the sharp knife and sliced, the blade penetrating her skin. Her rich red blood dropped and stained the white ceramic tile floor. Hitomi felt her body go weak as the stinging sensation and pain took a hold of her mind. She couldn't think strings and for once she had forgotten those horrible words, "Whore". Her blood as it left her body, took with it her pain.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Siren ran through the corridors of the palace in a hot pursuit. She questioned the people around her on the whereabouts of her younger sister. Fear of losing her was already there. Once she had stooped. Siren breathed in deeply, taking in the life giving oxygen that her body so desperately needed. Her legs hurt and her lungs threatened to jump out from her chest.
She held on to the wall of the hall as she stared out the window watching a lost girl in the garden. There you are. Siren thought to herself.
"What the hell?" Dilandau stood in front of her his arm on his hip, "You again, didn't your father tell you to stay out of my way?" Dilandau yelled at the princess.
"Dilandau, this is my castle...
"Your castle." Dilandau interrupted her, "This is my castle, I am the one that is keeping you alive." He laughed at her.
Sirens checks grew read, "You, I...You are an arrogant monster." She stormed bye him.
Blade stood in the field of flowers that afternoon. Between her fingers she held a red rose. A sly smile appeared across her face as she pressed her fingers against the thorns. They penetrated her skin with ease. Smiling softly at the sight of her own blood and the feeling of pain, she crushed the petals of the rose.
The sun was high and the soft breeze played with her long black hair. Blade stared into the space before her. The movement of the grass hypnotizing her, sending her traveling in to the past. Blade froze, as she saw and heard scrims coming from a tortured woman as a muscular man laid on her. She dropped to the floor, as she watched this man kill his love. He then stood up and brushed the face of a little girl that stood there the whole time, "You will grow up one day, beautiful rose."
She held on to the long grass, tears fooling down her face. She called out to her mother and sister. Just then Siren came running to her.
"Don't ever leave like that." She spoke to the 16-year-old as if she was 5.
Blade tilted her head and looked at her sister, her eyes filled with confusion. "Siren your alive?"
AN-So was that confusing? If you said, "Yes"...Then GOOD, I was going for that.. hehehehehehehe!!!! Don't forget to review.
(02)
Tsubasa no Kami
Hitomi sat on her bed clinging to her soft pillows. Hot tears streamed down her face, burning her cheeks. She turned from one side to the other, holding tightly to her stomach.
Left there on top of her sateen bed, naked. Filled with hate towards herself. Hitomi looked over her bruises and the blood on her bed. Her fingernails still held the pieces of his skin in them. Hitomi sat up and covered her face with her hands.
"You know you want it Hitomi....Why don't you just live up to your name?" Tommy yelled as he forced himself on her.
"Stop! Get off!" She squirmed underneath his weight.
"Stop pretending to bee innocent, everyone knows what you are like." He yelled as he grabbed her hands and lifted them above her head.
"Stop! Please, Stop!" Hitomi mumbled
"Stop, please stop.." She spoke softly to no one, "Oh, Van.. now I am truly alone." She lifted herself up off the bed. Disgusted by herself, she placed an old black T-shirt over her naked body. She left the bedroom, the cursed place where she had surely lost her innocence. Though all ready 20 she was still untouched by the hand of man, no matter what the campus men said. "But now all those horrible stories are true." Hitomi pressed her back against her door and dropped to the floor.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dilandau slammed open the doors of the kings meeting chamber. The old man had no time to speak with him last night. Though the long-awaited party wasn't worthy of it's description. The dancers were un-talented and the food had no taste. Dilandau walked across the lavish room, there in front of him sat a chubby black haired man. The men around his majesty gave the general an unfriendly glare. Letting him know that he wasn't wanted. The atmosphere surrounding Dilandau was un-easy, just adding to the cold feeling Dilandau got every time he was in the company of those men. He couldn't say that he cared much what they thought of him. Dilandau was the reason they are all still alive, he has the power over them.
"General, what can I do for you?" The king smiled.
"I request that your doughtier stays in the palace, if she wishes to become a Dragon Slayer she must go through the training." Dilandaus voice rung throughout the hall, "Next time she might be killed." He gave the king an evil smile.
"I see general. But I wasn't aware that Siren had left the castle."
"Let me out. Please let me out....What did I do? I don't want to be here. It's so dark!" A soft voice yelled from the dungeon. His cries becoming more and more quieter with every passing hour. The child started to lose hope, but gained it back after hearing foot steps outside his door. The door opened and let throughout the light. A small white cat cam running in and affectionately rubbed herself against the cat boy. Just as the boy relaxed, a dark figure came in holding a candle and food. The girl came closer and the cat boy growled at her. She sat down and ignored his violent behavior.
"Don't cry boy, I don't want to see you sad." She said softly, "What is your name?"
"My name?" The boy seemed confused, "I don't have one."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hitomi held on to the kitchen knife, looking at her reflection in it. Not even the knife wanted to lie. Everything screamed "ugly". What am I, a whore that every man wonted to sleep with. This thought made her body shake, as a violent river of hot tears erupted once more. Hitomi lifted the sharp knife and sliced, the blade penetrating her skin. Her rich red blood dropped and stained the white ceramic tile floor. Hitomi felt her body go weak as the stinging sensation and pain took a hold of her mind. She couldn't think strings and for once she had forgotten those horrible words, "Whore". Her blood as it left her body, took with it her pain.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Siren ran through the corridors of the palace in a hot pursuit. She questioned the people around her on the whereabouts of her younger sister. Fear of losing her was already there. Once she had stooped. Siren breathed in deeply, taking in the life giving oxygen that her body so desperately needed. Her legs hurt and her lungs threatened to jump out from her chest.
She held on to the wall of the hall as she stared out the window watching a lost girl in the garden. There you are. Siren thought to herself.
"What the hell?" Dilandau stood in front of her his arm on his hip, "You again, didn't your father tell you to stay out of my way?" Dilandau yelled at the princess.
"Dilandau, this is my castle...
"Your castle." Dilandau interrupted her, "This is my castle, I am the one that is keeping you alive." He laughed at her.
Sirens checks grew read, "You, I...You are an arrogant monster." She stormed bye him.
Blade stood in the field of flowers that afternoon. Between her fingers she held a red rose. A sly smile appeared across her face as she pressed her fingers against the thorns. They penetrated her skin with ease. Smiling softly at the sight of her own blood and the feeling of pain, she crushed the petals of the rose.
The sun was high and the soft breeze played with her long black hair. Blade stared into the space before her. The movement of the grass hypnotizing her, sending her traveling in to the past. Blade froze, as she saw and heard scrims coming from a tortured woman as a muscular man laid on her. She dropped to the floor, as she watched this man kill his love. He then stood up and brushed the face of a little girl that stood there the whole time, "You will grow up one day, beautiful rose."
She held on to the long grass, tears fooling down her face. She called out to her mother and sister. Just then Siren came running to her.
"Don't ever leave like that." She spoke to the 16-year-old as if she was 5.
Blade tilted her head and looked at her sister, her eyes filled with confusion. "Siren your alive?"
AN-So was that confusing? If you said, "Yes"...Then GOOD, I was going for that.. hehehehehehehe!!!! Don't forget to review.