Poor Xel-chan by Lady Cailin
Authors Note/Disclaimer:
A short fic (very short, as in this is one page, enjoy the blurb) I wrote way back, set in Zelas' point of view. Yes I'm throwing a bit of cannon out the window, but why not when it makes such a cute couple? There will probably be a few more of these since I tend to write them when I feel like writing but I don't feel like working on something that actually needs to be done. . .Enjoy everyone!
All characters are copyright their respective owners. No infringement of copyright is intended and the following material is not intended for profitable reproduction. Another words: Slayers good. Me like Slayers. Spent all money on Slayers. Please no sue?
I smile as Xellos bows one last time and leaves. He was fairly glowing with anticipation when I granted his request to see that little dragon. I chuckle and lean back into the plush furs of my thrown. I knew this day would come eventually. He's strong enough to feel those deeper emotions. I sigh with a half smile on my face as the humor in the situation.
My baby is growing up.
Poor Xel-chan. My little boy is in love for the first time and is very confused by the emotions. Then again, we're all confused that first time. Love is a terrifying emotion for us Masoku. We spend our lives killing, maiming- generally romping around causing some good old destruction. Then. . .it happens. We find ourselves wanting to protect something, care for it. . .perhaps even create another thing with it.
Can you imagine the horror? The initial revulsion? It's enough to make you run out to kill it straight away, or at the very least make it suffer cruelly.
Actually. . .that is the normal response. I smile, thinking of all those games with Dynast. We had such fun hating eachother at the beginning, back when the Ruby Lord was still alive and kicking. Those were the days. Such pure. . .destruction.
My little Xel-chan likes to tease her. She's very easy to provoke, and her emotions concerning him are always very strong no matter what nerve my boy picks at. No wonder he's been amused by that for so long, she must make a very good meal. He'll bore with it eventually though, and begin to wonder why he continues to see her. My Xellos isn't a slow one by any means. He'll figure it out and when he does. . .he'll hate her.
He dislikes her now of course. It's in his blood. Dragons and Demons just naturally grate at each others nerves. When your a spirit of darkness it just makes you want to puke having something so sweet and good flitting around on that high horse. We were created by the Red Lord and the Dragon King to fight beside them. Instinctive dislike for eachother was what made us fight in those first moments of life after the creation.
I digress however.
Xellos will hate her simply because he loves her. Love is a weakness, a dependency, a bolder sitting in the middle of the road to true power. My Xel-chan never did like anything getting in his way. He got that from me I suppose. . .He'll hate her and love her, and crave her all the more for it.
For us you see, love and hate are simply flip sides of the same coin. True love, and true hate, can only be for one person in our lives. The most important person in our lives. My poor poor Xel-chan. . .he's finally found that person. . .
I do hope she survives.
Authors Note/Disclaimer:
A short fic (very short, as in this is one page, enjoy the blurb) I wrote way back, set in Zelas' point of view. Yes I'm throwing a bit of cannon out the window, but why not when it makes such a cute couple? There will probably be a few more of these since I tend to write them when I feel like writing but I don't feel like working on something that actually needs to be done. . .Enjoy everyone!
All characters are copyright their respective owners. No infringement of copyright is intended and the following material is not intended for profitable reproduction. Another words: Slayers good. Me like Slayers. Spent all money on Slayers. Please no sue?
I smile as Xellos bows one last time and leaves. He was fairly glowing with anticipation when I granted his request to see that little dragon. I chuckle and lean back into the plush furs of my thrown. I knew this day would come eventually. He's strong enough to feel those deeper emotions. I sigh with a half smile on my face as the humor in the situation.
My baby is growing up.
Poor Xel-chan. My little boy is in love for the first time and is very confused by the emotions. Then again, we're all confused that first time. Love is a terrifying emotion for us Masoku. We spend our lives killing, maiming- generally romping around causing some good old destruction. Then. . .it happens. We find ourselves wanting to protect something, care for it. . .perhaps even create another thing with it.
Can you imagine the horror? The initial revulsion? It's enough to make you run out to kill it straight away, or at the very least make it suffer cruelly.
Actually. . .that is the normal response. I smile, thinking of all those games with Dynast. We had such fun hating eachother at the beginning, back when the Ruby Lord was still alive and kicking. Those were the days. Such pure. . .destruction.
My little Xel-chan likes to tease her. She's very easy to provoke, and her emotions concerning him are always very strong no matter what nerve my boy picks at. No wonder he's been amused by that for so long, she must make a very good meal. He'll bore with it eventually though, and begin to wonder why he continues to see her. My Xellos isn't a slow one by any means. He'll figure it out and when he does. . .he'll hate her.
He dislikes her now of course. It's in his blood. Dragons and Demons just naturally grate at each others nerves. When your a spirit of darkness it just makes you want to puke having something so sweet and good flitting around on that high horse. We were created by the Red Lord and the Dragon King to fight beside them. Instinctive dislike for eachother was what made us fight in those first moments of life after the creation.
I digress however.
Xellos will hate her simply because he loves her. Love is a weakness, a dependency, a bolder sitting in the middle of the road to true power. My Xel-chan never did like anything getting in his way. He got that from me I suppose. . .He'll hate her and love her, and crave her all the more for it.
For us you see, love and hate are simply flip sides of the same coin. True love, and true hate, can only be for one person in our lives. The most important person in our lives. My poor poor Xel-chan. . .he's finally found that person. . .
I do hope she survives.