**Author's Note: Hello, this is my first Escaflowne fan fiction, and I hope you guys like it. I just viewed the anime a month or two ago, and fell in love. I love to write about my favorite fandoms, and decided I wanted to try an Escaflowne one. I'm trying to be very original with this one, so please tell me if it sounds like something you've heard too many times :). I hope you enjoy it, and will review!**

Severed

By: Eboni

Prologue

"Try not to move against the restraints, it will only hurt you more," gentle hands rested upon his brow massaging the cool, clammy, tender skin under its fingertips. The voice was soft and feminine, its tone was no more than whisper but the faint melody that could be distinguished from it was beautiful.

He struggled to open his eyes... he was so weak... Slowly his eyelids parted and through his cloudy vision he glimpsed an angel, an angel with soft flaxen curls that just touched her shoulders and large blue eyes. Her gaze was kind, caring. He stretched the muscles of his face to form a frown of confusion, had anyone ever looked at him that way before? No... no one, ever. Who was she, who was this girl?

"I'm Celena," she whispered, lowering her lips to his ear. Her breathe was warm and comforting. It was very cold, and he could not remember the last time he was able to feel any of his limbs.

Celena? Who was Celena?

"You don't know of me, but I know of you Dilandau."

How?

"I've always been with you, I've been part of you. I saw through your eyes, I breathed with your lungs, I felt what you felt."

Pain...his head...

"We're one and the same, we were born of the same womb, and shared one body. We're twins Dilandau, I'm your sister."

I have no family.

"You have me, you've always had me."

Then why don't I know you.

A sharp intake of breath came from her, and he felt the palliating warmth of he closeness retreating from him.

No! Don't leave me alone... He hated being alone... It was cold, it was dark, and They would be coming back. Celena? Please Celena... S...sister. Come back.

"I have to go Dilandau..."

But...you said you were always with me... You can't leave!

"They've separated us Dilandau. We can never be together in that way again...but... I still feel you Can you feel me, Dilandau?"

He shut his eyes briefly...could he feel her? Her fingers were gone from his skin...but... A brush of warmth touched his mind, and he smelled a faint hint of jasmine. The aura was tranquil and cool, its touch loving and gentle. Celena?

"Yes... Yes, that's me Dilandau. I must go. They're going to take you away from here soon. Remember me, please remember me."

Celena...

"We'll be together again one day."

She was leaving the room, he could hear her footsteps receding, he heard the soft swing of a heavy door opening and quietly being closed. He reached for her essence once again in his mind... he wasn't truly alone as long as he could feel her. He caressed the fine aura the girl had left behind. She was still there, though she couldn't speak to him, she was there.

Celena...her name was Celena. He had family after all.

His foggy mind ignored the other strange information the apparition of a girl had supplied to him. She'd said they'd shared a body...that they had been separated... Perhaps she was crazy, it wouldn't surprise him if she was. The Madoushi drove many mad. But the love he felt coming from her, her aura, the way she knew his questions without him speaking a word aloud...

He heard the door opening again, and felt his muscles tense...it was Them. He clutched Celena's aura tightly and kept his eyes closed... Don't leave me alone with them Celena, don't.

"The process was a success," purred a low voice.

"The girl is making better progress. She wasn't as disoriented."

"The host never is..."

"I still say we've done it too early. Is he truly strong enough to survive such a premature separation procedure? He's too young."

"This is our Dilandau Albatou we're talking about here. If anyone can survive it, he will. If he dies, we'll know better for our next Alteration, but it will be shame to lose such a beautiful specimen."

"Is he awake?"

"We'll soon find out."

The clattering of a cart being pushed with many metal tools rattling on top of it invaded Dilandau's senses. An intense light was turned on above his head, even with his eyes closed the light was blinding, and its heat alleviated some of the chill from the room, but not in the peace bringing way Celena had. He opened his eyes to see three Sorcerers hoovering above him, one holding a large hypodermic needle, another holding a long metal rod. No...No...NO!

Where were his Dragonslayers? Where was Folken? Where was...Celena?

He pulled her aura tight to him, but it still wasn't enough... he was still alone. He finally found his voice and screamed as he felt the thin blanket draped over his legs being lifted, and felt the icy steel of the rod probing the sensitive area between his legs, then his backside before finding the rectal entrance.

"Look, it would appear he is awake."

"Relax Dilandau, it won't hurt if you don't fight it..."

"No..."

"Insert."

"CELENA!"

Don't leave me alone...don't leave me alone!