OK, first I would like to say that I don't own Slayers, yes I know it's terribly sad. Second I want you all to know that this is my first Slayers fanfic, so bear with me, kay? Anyway, here it goes.
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Xelloss Metallium, General and High Priest of Greater Beast Xellas Metallium, was walking briskly down the corridor that led to his mistress' throne-room. Apparently, there was quite a bit of commotion, due to a new-comer. He had been informed that Xellas had taken in a little wolf-child, who's parents had died protecting something valuable of his mistress'. As he approached the doors to Xellas' throne room, he could hear excited chatter and felt no need to announce himself before entering. He slammed open the double doors.
"Ah, Xelloss," His mistress said slyly. "Have you come to ask for the puo as well? I didn't expect it, but she is quite pretty." Xelloss didn't understand until he saw what the various servants of Beastmaster were staring at; a beautiful, and young-looking girl with snow-white skin, the most amazingly silver hair he had ever seen down to her waist, wolf ears, and very intriguing, entrancing eyes. She was standing there completely naked, a frightened look on her face. She looked to Xelloss quizzically, and those eyes seemed to say, 'Oh, have you come to help me? Or are you just another one of them?' Xelloss shot his mistress a quick glance of disapproval, that she must have caught, for she abruptly said, "She's older than she looks." But, Xelloss did not care for the treatment of this pup. He walked up to her and she trembled, but still her eyes pleaded with him. Xelloss removed his cloak and wrapped it around her. She looked gratefully up at him. Xelloss kneeled, so he could look her in the face.
"Hullo," he said so softly it was barely more than a whisper. "I'm Xelloss... and you are...?" The little pup looked taken aback for a moment. No one else had asked her name, but she liked this Xelloss, he made her feel safe, so she replied even more faintly than he had sked, "My name is Alexis," and though she was terrified at the moment, her face gave a hint of dislike at her full name
"Tell me, Lexy," Xelloss smiled at her. "Can you follow instructions?"
"Yes."
"And can you behave?"
"Yes, sir."
"And finally," Xelloss asked grinning, "Can you make tea?"
The little pup giggled, which caused Xelloss' grin to broaden,"Oh, yes!"she replied. Xelloss stood and turned to his mistress, "Though it was not my intention to gain a servant when I came, I would very much like to have this little one." Suddenly all the others in the room began to grumble, which caused little Alexis to take a step forward, lean against Xelloss, and bury her face in his shirt. He smiled down at her and put a hand on top of her head.
Xellas cleared her throat, causing the room to fall silent, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, but if Xelloss wants her and she wishes to go with him, I must let her. Ah, but tell me, Xelloss... do you plan to make her a mazoku?'
"Yes, m'lady," Xelloss responded.
"Very well then," his mistress said. "You are all dismissed."
At this Xelloss picked up his new servant, smiled at her, and carried her to his room. As he looked at her, he remembered becoming a mazoku himself... From somewhere in his memory, Xelloss recalled a boy, that looked similar to himself, only his shoulder-length hair was black and tied into a ponytail and his eyes were an emerald green... (hp copywrite infringement, I know)
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[Yay! ^^ Flashback!]
1130 years ago, Alexander Ethan Tauken, Village Priest of Hakune Village, was on his way home from a meeting of all the village priests in the vicinity on a warm summer evening when the sun began to go down while he passed through Sokune, a neighboring village. He was anxious to get back to his home, but he had heard of wolf attacks from people in the village and they had advised not to travel at night. As he passed a cozy looking inn and saw a few of his fellow priests and friends inside, he decided to stay here for the night. Anyway he still had one more day to go before the thirteenth, the day on which he had promised Willow he would be home.
"Hullo, Xander!" called one of Alexander's friends as he entered the inn. He glanced over and saw that two of the priests were very good friends of his from his village, Lee and Eric, and a younger one he didn't know so well from the next village, Miles, who called, "Come and join us, Alex!" Alexander paid for his room and went to join the others.
"Not traveling tonight?" Lee jeered.
"Of course he isn't!" Miles responded quickly. "Who in their right mind would go out at night with all these gruesome wolf attacks going on?!"
"Ah, but love does strange things to the mind," Eric said through sniggering.
"Yes," Lee finished for his laughing friend. "We thought nothing would keep you away from your precious Willow."
"Shut up," Alexander snapped at his friends as he felt his face turn red.
"Who, praytell," asked Miles with mounting interest. "Is Willow?"
"No one," Alexander sighed. He really didn't want to get into this again, but it seemed inevitable, as Lee and Eric couldn't just be quiet.
"Willow's Tauken's girlfriend, didn' ya know?" Eric said.
"She in not," Alexander contradicted his friend.
"Oh, no?" Asked Lee. "Then why do you spend every waking moment with her, Xander?"
"I don't. She's my friend. That's IT. End of story," Alexander said flatly. That wasn't really true, however. He and Willow had been friends since before either of them could remember. And Alexander was quite in taken with her. And she him, but neither would admit it and so neither knew the others true feelings, well not for sure. But their friends were always trying to get the two together. So it probably wouldn't be long... But Alexander was casting for a change of subject, and soon he found one. A beautiful girl had just walked in to the inn and she was a stranger, which meant it was time to make a little money.
He started rummaging through his traveling bag. And pulled out three paper cups and a small silver ball. He set them on the table. Lee groaned.
"Come on now, Xander. Everyone around here knows you. No one's gonna play your game," he said. Which was normally true. Alexander had earned himself the title "The Trickster Priest" a long time ago, but a stranger wouldn't. She looked rich, too, but intelligent. He'd just have to hustle her a little.
"She doesn't," Alexander said slyly, and he gestured toward the woman. She had long, strait, blonde hair and was wearing an expensive looking purple dress. And as she sat down in a chair near to them, Lee smiled slyly at Alexander.
"I'll bet any of you in this room a hundred gold pieces that you won't be able to guess in which cup the silver ball hides!" Alexander called loudly. The inn keeper frowned and several people that knew Alexander hid their laughter, interested to see if the woman would fall for his trick.
"I'll take that bet, my friend!" Lee answered, nearly as loud. "100 gold pieces!"
"All right, then," Alex said. He put the ball under the middle cup. And started to mix them up. But he did it clumsily and slowly, so that Lee had no trouble finding the ball. Then Alexander would give Lee a bag that was full of bottle caps. He did the same with Eric, but for "200 gold pieces." And, finally, after Lee stamped on his foot and Eric elbowed him in the ribs, Miles for "500 gold pieces."
"OK," said Alexander. "I've gotta make that money back or I'm gonna have hell to pay from my mum"-there were a few more hidden sniggers from people that new exactly what he was doing and the fact that he didn't have parents-"So, one more person. For....I dunno....maybe 1500 gold pieces?"
The nicely dressed, beautiful woman stood up, sat on the table sexily, and said, "I'll take that bet." Lee gave Alexander a meaningful look that said, beauty, but no brains. Out loud, however, he said in a concerned voice, "I dunno if you should Alexander..."
"Yeah," Eric agreed. "You're mum'll blow up if you loose all that."
"No, I'll go for it," Alexander said.
"Are you sure?" The woman said in a voice just as sexy as her looks.
"Yep. Are you?" he asked and the woman nodded. "All right then." Alexander put the ball under the middle cup. He then mixed the cups up expertly at the speed of light. As he did this he looked at the woman, she was following his movements amazingly. So, he decided to play his trump card. He slid the cup with the ball under to the edge of the table, the ball fell he bumped it with his knee into another cup. After a few more seconds he stopped and grinned at the woman. She grinned right back at him. Had she seen? No, impossible.
"Well?" Alexander asked.
"The one on the right. My right," she responded confidently. Alexander smirked and so did his friends. He turned over the cup: nothing. The woman looked shocked.
"Sorry, baby, no dice," Alexander said and he held out his hand for his money.
"Which one was it under?" the woman demanded. Alexander lifted the middle cup and said slyly, "Which is why they call me the 'Trickster Priest.' "
The woman sighed and gave Alexander 1500 gold pieces. Alexander scooped his stuff into his bag and headed up stairs. Eric and Lee behind him. Miles stayed for some reason.
Alexander went into his room, took off his cloak and shoes, lied down on the bed with a book and began to read.
"You tricked me," said a voice and Alexander jumped up. The woman who's money he had won was standing there.
"How'd you get in here?"
"Your friend told me what you did. It was very clever. I knew you were hustling me, but I didn't catch you switch the ball. Yes, very clever."
"Um...thanks," Alexander said. "Do you, er, want your money back?"
"Oh, no," she said, smiling. "I just wanted to talk to you."
"Just talk?" Alexander said slyly.
"That's really up to you," she replied. "Who exactly are you, anyway?"
"Alexander Tauken, Priest of Hakune Village. And you are?"
"Xellas," the woman said and she walked up to him, getting so close their faces almost touched. And suddenly Alexander realized what he had failed to all evening.
"You're a mazoku," he said calmly.
"I am. And you don't seem to be frightened at all."
"I'm not," Alexander said, almost defiantly.
"I am, in actuality, Greater Beast Xellas Metallium."
"One of the five Dark Lords under Shabrinigudo," Alexander replied matter-of- factly.
"Yes," she said and she put her lips by his ear. "And I am very interested in you." Xellas kissed his neck and wrapped her arms around Alexander's waste.
Alexander said, "In me, huh?"
"Yes. I like you, you're cute," Xellas replied as she pulled off his shirt.
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Alexander was lying in his bed holding Xellas, when she whispered, "I want you to stay with me, be my priest. I'll give you unimaginable power." Alexander was shocked.
"I-I can't," he stuttered.
"Why not?"
"I have to go home."
"So, you still love this world," Xellas sighed, "What makes you want to stay?"
"My town, my people, My friends... Willow."
"A girl?" Xellas asked and she rolled over to face him. "You're a naughty little one, aren't you?"
"No, she's just my best friend."
"But you love her, I can see it. And you won't make much of a mazoku if you're still in love with Hakune. I suppose I'll go then."
"Sorry," Alexander replied feebly, and somewhere inside of him really regretted not going with her.
"I know you are," Xellas said and she disappeared.
Alexander laid back on the bed, lost in thought. I just passed up a great oppurtunity... I know I would be turning my back on Cephield, but to get away from this boring place, to be powerful, to be noticed... But I can't leave Willow she means so much to me. I must really love her, to pass on this. I should tell her. When we get home, that's the first thing I'm going to do. I can't wait to see her. Willow makes everything in my life fine, no...perfect.
And he fell asleep, totally unaware of how his life would be turned upside-down by tomorrow night.
To Be Continued...(Aren't those just the three most evil words to ever have been followed by a '...')
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Please review! If I get some positive ones I'll post the next chapter, though it might take me a few days, because I just started a new job. So R&R!
