When Fates Collide

Thanks to all those who were able to submit reviews! You guys made my day, I am glad you enjoyed the first chapter and I hope this one does not disappoint you. Anyways, once again I warn you, this fic is rated NC-17 for a reason and that reason involves gang-rape. Also, I am trying (the keyword is “trying”) to make this fic more than a typical gang-rape or large orgy fic by giving it a “plot” so please bear with me (I will most likely give up after this chapter though…). Well, here is some more insanity; Enjoy!


When Fates Collide


The four DragonSlayers arrived at the large metal doors leading into Dilandau’s chamber. Chesta was so nervous he was trembling as Guimel reached out to open the door, only to find that it was locked. Chesta sighed in relief sure that this was the end or their “mission”, until Dalet stepped forward with a key. It fit, the door opened, and the four crept inside. They quickly surveyed the room trying to locate Dilandau’s bed, but there was no bed, only a room strewn with wine bottles, a large comfortable looking couch, a desk littered with papers and another set of large double doors, these ones appeared to be made of wood, at the back of the chamber. “He must sleep in there” Guimel said softly as he and the others headed towards the doors. “Well, at least there will be less of a chance of anyone hearing us behind two sets of doors” Gatti said with a slight smile

The DragonSlayers quietly opened the doors and silently slipped inside of Dilandau’s personal chamber and towards his large bed which, along with a chair and a what looked like a case full of expensive wine, was the only item in the room. Dalet nearly tripped in the darkness and all the Slayers looked towards Dilandau’s bed to see if he had been awakened by the noise. After a few tense moments the Slayers let out a collective sigh and continued moving. Upon reaching the bed the Slayers looked down at their commander, who was sleeping naked with only part of one of the black silken sheets that adorned his bed covering himself. Chesta, as well as the other Slayers, could do nothing but stare at their sleeping commander for a few moments. In front of them lay Diau, au, their master, in all his delectable glory.

‘This…’ Chesta thought ‘Is the man I fear so much, the man I love so much…’ Chesta hadn’t thought that his master could look so…helpless, lying there. But although Dilandau appeared to be helpless in his slumber, Chesta noticed that he didn’t have the peaceful look that most people attained in their sleep. “Well” Gatti said softly “Are we ready?” Chesta, Guimel, and Dalet nodded their agreement “We grab him on the count of three then” Gatti whispered “One” he started “Two” the others echoed “Just what in the hell are you doing in my room?!” Dilandau roared, his stern voice cutting through the tense silence. The Slayers gaped at Dilandau before Guimel had the presence of mind to shout “Grab him!”. Each boy, snapping out of their state of shock, tackled one of Dilandau’s limbs. Dalet and Guimel went for his legs while Gatti and Chesta grabbed his arms.

Luck was on the side of Sla Slayers for although he seemed to be completely awake, Dilandau was still addled by sleep and his reactions were slowed. Dilandau, none the less, fought hard and managed to kick Gatti in the stomach and deal Dalet a hard punch to the face, but in the end he was subdued. After about a good seven minutes of fierce struggle, Dilandau collapsed gasping. The Slayers, although very relieved that their master had ceased his fight, continued to hold him tight in case he started again. Chesta could hardly believe he was still alive, then the thought hit him, not only was he alive but they had also accomplished theirk. k. Chesta, his breath finally under control, opened his eyes and looked over at his still panting commander.

He saw that Dilandau had his eyes squeezed shut and was breathing in harsh gasps, he also noticed that during the struggle his master had become uncovered and now lay completely naked in front of the DragonSlayers. Chesta felt a wave of guilt flow through him along with a pleasant rush of blood through his loins, and he decided the least he could do was cover his commander’s nakedness and return some of his dignity…for now at least. Chesta grabbed the silken sheet that lay tangled next to him and used it to cover his master. This action brought astonished and angry glances from his fellow Slayers who had been admiring Dilandau’s most impressive organ. Chesta said nothing and the Slayers each looked at each other before looking to Gatti wondering ’What now?’.

Back a minute or so, and a POV change…

Dilandau, who had finally gotten his breathing under control, could sense the DragonSlayers eyes upon him…HIS DragonSlayers. Dilandau was seething at the fact that he was at their mercy. He could feel that they were examining him, and he did not appreciate it. ’How dare they, just what the hell so they think they are doing?’ he thought angrily as several theories came to his mind ’They must want to pay me back for something I have done’ was the first thought that came to his mind ’But, they never seemed to be holding such feelings’ he concluded, growing more enraged at his situation. He thought of several other possibilities, blatantly aware that he was lying uncovered and completely helpless before his underlings. ’Why are they just staring at….’ He began when the truth hit him ’They wouldn’t dare’ he thought feverishly and as he felt someone move to throw the sheet over him, his eyes flew open.

Back to Slayers POV…

The four DragonSlayers jumped as they saw their master open his eyes and calmly ask “Gatti, Chesta, Guimel, Dalet…What are you doing?” Each Slayer flinched as his name was called and none decided to speak “Do I have to repeat myself?” Dilandau asked in the same dangerously calm voice. Gatti was the first to speak, but not to Dilandau “This was my idea…so I will go first” the sandy haired Slayer said to his companions before looking down at Dilandau and saying “You’re so beautiful, I have wanted this for so long…” Dilandau didn’t like the hungry look in Gatti’s eyes as he said this. “Wanted what?! You will release me right now and if you are lucky I will grant you a quick death!” Dilandau shouted, his voice a little higher than he would have liked. Gatti made no move to this order. The picture had been clear to Dilandau since he had opened his eyes, but he s wan wanted to deny the truth. He was in shock. “Chesta, Guimel, Dalet! Restrain Gatti NOW!” He shouted, looking to each of the Slayers, but they didn’t make a move to follow his order. Looking down at his helpless commander Gatti could feel his manhood hardening and becoming almost painful as it pressed against his tight leather pants “I have waited so long…”


Well, I hope this chapter wasn’t too much of a bor ler letdown. Next Time: In what ways will Gatti and the other Slayers take advantage of the helpless Dilandau? Will Chesta go through with things? Until Next Time!

*Note: I own Escaflowne, all eight DVD’s….and a bunch of fanstuff…I do not however own any rights to Escaflowne…sorry to disappoint you.