Writer's Note: As a celebration for four years of writing crap on the internet, I proposed a little fic meme on my livejournal, the first of which was a request for more Slayers fics! So, as per pharaoh_999's request, here is a fic, with the prompt "ghost or vision"!
Warning: Takes place during Slayers TRY and contains spoilers.
Gourry's heart raced within his chest so fast that he thought it would burst.
He listened to the words that Lina chanted, and even though he wasn't quite sure what they meant, they sent chills down his spine. The way her hands shone bright gold, the way the air suddenly felt warmer, and especially the way her eyes stayed closed during the whole time…it made him fear for her.
It made him scared for her.
In a single moment, it seemed like his whole world consisted only of her and her chanted words. She seemed enveloped in that golden light that, while beautiful, seemed more deadly than a sharpened knife held to the throat.
Her voice grew louder, and suddenly Gourry knew that she was reaching the end of the spell. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to shout to her, to tell her to stop, to tell her to forget about it, that the risk was too great…
But something made him stop. The words dried up in his throat, and his mouth went dry. Because if he looked close enough, he could see…something...surrounding Lina as she stood, arms up, hands held together.
He stared, feeling like he was unable to breathe. There was something horribly familiar about it, something that made him feel uncomfortable, almost lonely…
It was almost the shape of a woman…
But then, just as Lina was about to finish, the shape, and the magic along with it, vanished into nothing. In its place were two white figures, so bright that they were almost too painful to look at.
This is a world of ghosts, a place of spirits… Gourry found himself thinking suddenly.
The two figures slammed what looked like weapons into two control panels, and then Gourry saw nothing else for a long time.
But he would never forget that golden woman, and the fear that, upon seeing her, had made his heart ache.