Forgotten King: Prologue

Note: This fic is an AU fic. Some characters will be quite OOC. And yes, yes I know that the kids name's aren't that original. I see it as that is the only way Gourry can remeber their names is by making them closer to Sylphiel and his own.

* Italics mean a person's thoughts

"Hurry, the storyteller's here," shouted a young girl running to the square of town.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," yelled her male companion a few feet behind her.

The girl looked to the square to see the rest of the town's children and their parents gathered around a bench. As the boy caught up with her there was still no sight of the storyteller. "Maybe he got sick today," stated the boy.

"He's never been sick within the past five years, Garren!!"

"Oh, you know I can't remember things that well, Sylphy."

The two children looked to be only about a year apart from each other. Sylphy, as Garren called her, looked to be about nine years old, and Garren about eight. Sylphy was about three and a half feet tall. Her purple hair whipped about her shoulders as she turned to face her brother. Her light blue eyes meet his green ones. She smirked and said, "Well, looks like the only thing you got from mom was her eyes. You certainly got dad's end of the brain pool."

Garren stuck his tongue out at his sister for her remark on his mental abilities. Then something caught his eye, or should we say someone. The man was dressed in a priest/wanders outfit, the main colors of which where black and a creamy white. His eyes remained closed as he walked. His shoulder length, purple hair swayed in the breeze as he neared the square. He beamed a smile as he got closer, the crowd clearing out of his way. "Who's that guy," Garren asked puzzled by where he had seen him before.

"You doof, that's the storyteller. Remember? Mr. Xellos has been the town's storyteller for 7 years now!" Sylphy all but screamed at her incompetent counterpart.

"OH," was Garren's witty remark.

Xellos Metallium walked towards the square of town. My....My I have quite an audience today. He mused as the crowd cleared a path for him. Xellos made his way to the bench in front of the fountain, and sat down. After setting himself he moved to a comfortable position. With a smirk beaming off his face he asked, "Well, what would you like to hear about today?"

The crowd's eyes brightened at his question. They were all entertained by Xellos' stories, yound and old were mystified by them. After a brief silence Garren spoke up, "Something with action." Then Sylphy and a few other girls chimed, "How about something romantic? About love." Then a few more people inquired, "Maybe, something about our kingdom?"

Xellos smiled and spoke, "Well, I have the perfect story. One with action and adventure. While at the same time proves that love can conquer to coldest of hearts. And, it is a true story that happened right here in this town."

After his introduction the crowd was in awe. The boys were ready for strong heroes clashing swords with villains and monsters. The girls were thinking of lovely maidens being romanced by handsome princes. The others were shocked that one of Xellos' stories would have a basis in their city. Xellos' stories always had some truth in them. They were based off true stories, just he exaggerated them for better effect when he needed.

As the crowds attention shifted back to Xellos some of them noticed he was staring at the castle near the city. The castle was high in the mountains looking down upon the nice sized town , the ruling spot of their king. He was a caring king, his only thoughts were making his people and his wife happy to the best of his ability. There was a conflicting view of the king, mostly held by the older seniors of the crowd. One of the young boys spoke up, snapping Xellos back to the crowd. "What's this story about Mr. Xellos?"

Xellos gave a playful, all-knowing smile and replied, " Oh, its about the king and queen of course."

The crowd's eyes when wide with anticipation. They saw a lot of their king and queen, but much about them was a mystery. Any chance they had to learn more about them they would graciously take. Two figures that sat on the end of the group were the only ones who didn't react. They stayed seated, not moving an inch. They where wearing black cloaks with very deep hoods. No one could see their faces, and generally stayed away from the two.

Sylphy chirped in, "Oh, a tale about our king and queen's love for each other, how romantic."

Xellos turned to her, smiled and said, "Well, its not all romance, the king wasn't always as kind hearted as he is now."

"That's Correct!" crowed one of the oldest ladies in the crowd. "Why when I was twenty, the king was a cold hearted, uncaring tyrant."

"This can't be the same king, people say he looks to be about twenty five years old. There is no way they are one it the same, he would look as old as you." Slyhpy screeched at the old hag.

"Well, actually they are the same person." Sylhpy looked at Xellos wide eyed, put in a state of shock by his words.

"But.......how can that.......be," she looked at Xellos for an answer.

"Magic, my dear. The king and queen are skilled magic users. One of the side effects of their magic is it all but stops the aging process." Xellos explained to the shocked child.

"And now on with the story," Xellos beamed with a smile.

Chapter 1

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