15A/N: I am SO sorry everybody! Gomen nasai everybody, REALLY! Here is chapter seven, finally, and eight will be coming up really soon, I promise.
And I know I had mentioned in an author note of mine that no sex would happen, but there is going to be a hint here. Thus my change of rating.
Kileam was sitting at the window, her mind drifting. She was watching the clouds turning orange with the setting sun.
Why didn't she ever run away? She wasn't forced to stay here, not anymore. Yet she felt like she had to. And Dilandau was the only outlet to keep her from truly going insane. She could be a little crazy at times, but when it came to getting a job done, she could do it. She wasn't always so free, though, and her life was even more of a living hell than it was now…
"No! I don't want to!" a twelve year-old Kileam was fighting against the bonds which Lagren had placed her in.
"You will not disobey me. I created you, I can destroy you just as easily."
Kileam felt him place the tip of his manhood at her entrance.
"Please, Lagren-sama, it hurts too much! Please!"
"It only hurts because you always fight too much. If you would relax for once," he added, breathing in her ear. "then it wouldn't hurt."
He got ready to begin the painful probing which he had been doing regularly since she was eleven, and Kileam pleaded again for him to stop.
"NO!"
Lagren was thrown backwards, slammed against the opposite wall, and fell into a crumpled heap on the floor. There was a smell of smoke, and the ropes holding Kileam let go.
Lagren laughed softly and got up, staring Kileam straight in the eye. Despite his laughter, Kileam could tell that he was scared.
"It would seem that your powers have surfaced after all. I was beginning to worry. It will be time to have you meet your co-commander. Get dressed, quickly!"
After Kileam was dressed (Lagren had merely lowered his pants, so he hadn't much to do), she was led to a sort of laboratory.
"You see, Kileam, you and the boys you have been training with form my special team of soldiers, called the Ryuugekitai. Once your training is complete, you will be the most powerful soldiers Zaibach has to offer. But you will have someone to lead with you. All of your decisions will be final, of course, but your other partner will have some say over how things are done during battles."
He led her to a back part of the lab where several Madoushi were gathered. Some turned as Lagren and Kileam approached, and one of them came forward, almost as though he was gliding on wheels, to greet them.
"Lagren-sama. I believe you will be most pleased. His growth rate has greatly accelerated and he is remaining stable. I believe he will be ready in two weeks' time."
"Excellent. I believe it is time for Kileam to see him."
"Of course."
The Madoushi lead the way and Kileam saw a giant glass cylinder filled with clear liquid. It seemed to be thicker than water, and many bubbles were floating all about a boy a bit smaller than her. He was curled in foetal position, and there was a tube which seemed to lead to his navel from the top of the tube. His hair looked to be silver.
"You were created in the same way, Kileam. Except in your case, we also used DNA from an ex-soldier of the empire. His name was Folken, and he was a Draconian. Mixing that with some quintessence gave you your powers. The boy you see before you is a clone from a girl who had been taken by the empire. She had been transformed into the boy you see before you, but she eventually regained her own self and escaped. This one is boy by nature, though he will have the same traits as when the other girl was here. When he is complete, he will be fifteen physically, which was the same as he was before. His name is Dilandau Albatou."
Kileam had many more questions, all of which Lagren answered willingly. As time went on, he no longer took her. He was afraid of what she might do. Yet she continually obeyed his other orders.
Fourteen year-old Kileam snapped out of her reverie.
Time to move on.
They had to set the plan in motion to capture the Tsubasa no Kami.
A/N: There. I hope it's a nice little chapter to make up for my long distance. Chapter eight in a week, I promise!