LAME ENGLISH WARNING: English is not my first language and I tend to make a lot of mistakes. I had tried to find someone to help me with corrections but it failed. I wasn't sure if I could post it here as it is but one my friend talked me to it so I tried anyway. So I hope that every reader will be so kind and overlook time from time some mistake or even warn me about it in messages/reviews so I can fix it.
IMPORTANT EDIT: Revisions by Ao Airi: So I found myself grammar police and beta reader, now please applause for Ao Airi. With her help FA will be better and readable for everyone. Because there is huge difference between revised and non revised chapters revised ones will be marked with :R: in chapter name. We plan to revise new chapters and slowly work on old ones. So please be patient. And once again thanks and deep bow before Ao Airi for her help that I really appreciate.
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Now back to Freak Asylum - It's fiction connected to main slayers story (no AU) and begins about 5 years after TRY. Its story about everything and its hard to put it in "comedy" or "action". Its about humor same as slayers are but it have solid story behind it.
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Main characters are all original Slayers characters, even though it doesn't look as it in beginning. There will be some chars created by me but only in minor roles. And at the end, I know that you all want info about pairings. This isn't mainly romantic fic, and all relationships between characters are based on original of course changed after those five years, many things happened in past, but do not expect alternative pairings. I don't like those myself anyway. And main character Isn't Lina as in original story, she'll get some space but this story Isn't about her.
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Some general things:
Slayers are not mine, this is just fan fiction etc.
D. Starseeker have nothing in common with D from vampire hunter series, it just short version of "Demon"
Facts about slayers world are from anime so it could be at variance
with novels which are impossible to buy in my country. And I created
many other facts not based on original slayers. (As few old races and
history before mazokuXgods war) I wanted to create deep based story
connected to this old history and based on reader discovering this
facts step by step.
I'll update randomly, but in general I will write about two chapters per week.
You can find illustrations connected with story at my deviantart
profile which is linked as my homepage, not every chapter will
have one, but there will be some for sure.
Chapter one, Wandering freak show
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All your life you sought stars,
trapped in prison with hate bars.
And you forgot, cursed.
Stars cannot be taken from the sky,
they will shine upon you on your way.
But you were blinded.
I brought you a dream, just once you saw,
I gave you power, demon eyes.
Why do you feel betrayed?
Bane yourself, forget your name,
please don't try to run from fate.
Or you will all be doomed.
-Lord of Nightmares
It was a place where even the wind cries. As everything needs to be in balance and every coin has its other side, there was also the other side of the world. And because the eastern continent lived in peace and prosperity for thousand of years, the western continent needed to be its opposite. Many kings from outer world knew this little secret of the world balance and believed that with every bad spirit they would send across the sea, their kingdom would lead a happier life. No matter how unfair this was for other side, it worked perfectly while the barrier was still up. Under the lead of the king of Seyruun the lands from inside of the barrier refused to follow the others example which at the time seemed very just it proven to be disastrous.
If you look at it with the same logic as they did, (or to be more
exact, as one of them, the one that resembled a mountain dwarf in the
looks and naive paladin in faith) everyone should be happy after their
decision. But he forgot that not everyone is human. He forgot that the
world was already on the edge of destruction a couple of years ago. And
most important, he forgot that from the four people that saved
the world back then is one dead, one's gone missing for more than five
years and another one retired from the job of an adventurer.
To make it shorter, it's not wise to try to kick a cobra after it
almost bitten you four times, and moreover when all of your snake
tamers are missing.
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That was year ago, but none of the characters that will appear in this story for a while knew about it. Although it had great impact on the world, there were always places where good old "If today is bad, it doesn't mean that tomorrow can't be worse" doesn't work because it really couldn't have been any worse. The Wastelands was one of those. It was not a very interesting place in the centre of the western continent. Not because it was bad place, there were many more unfriendly places out there. To explain it - usually nothing lived in the Wastelands and out there still were places overflowing with populations of many creatures, which was obviously worse than no creatures at all. So if you take it from the upside it was a great place if you wanted to have some peaceful private space. That was the main reason why somewhere in that desert three men were sitting on a flat boulder, killing time.
Men doesn't necessary mean humans. They were not. Mostly because three mere humans in the Wastelands would be dead in a few minutes. But the reason why the Wastelands here wasn't a lively place was them. Ex-mazoku, dragon and demon, who were more depressed than bloodthirsty. And they solved it in a very typical way.
„Oi D, hand ma some drink."
Said the one with almost closed eyes. He
had a long purple hair tied into a ponytail and a staff on his back.
„Ye had enough! D, gimme tha' bottle."
Answered the one with green
hair, beard and a scar on his forehead. A black bandana tied in
pirate-like fashion was covering his head. He was standing on the right
side of the group and leaning against his spear which was probably the
only reason why he was still standing.
„This was the last one."
Said the one sited in the middle as he turned
the half-empty bottle into an empty one, yet he was still less drunk
than his companions. He was looking less human than any of them. He had
long dark spiky blue hair that looked almost like mane and goatee. His
light blue skin and even his face were covered with almost black
tattoo. The weirdest things about him were small horns on his head,
devil-like tail, pointy ears and claws instead of nails. He was about
two meters tall and muscular, but not as those ogre type guys. He
looked more athletic, almost as a noble beast. With strength and grace
of a lion, dexterity of a panther and the eyes of a lone wolf. He was a
demon at first sight, second or third even, and creatures of western
continent were often afraid of him. He was strong and wielded a giant
great sword that no one else could even pick up. Still his teal eyes
were more sad than evil, his rich deep voice was quiet and melancholic
for most of the time. He could look monstrous for someone but he was
also noble and charismatic. The greatest proof of this were his
companions, both of them were powerful and stubborn but they respected
him as a natural leader as soon as they started travelling together. It
was mostly because he was wise and deep thinker, responsible and most
important he had amazing alcohol resistance.
„Tha' was mean!"
Yelled the green haired freak and tried to take bottle
from the demons hands to make sure if it really was empty. But without
the grip on his spear he lost balance and fell down from the boulder to
a dusty ground.
„Ha ha ha, and who had enough now, monsieur Val?"
Said the purple haired guy and turned to the demon.
„So we're out of alcohol, real shame, but could you excuse ma monsieur
Starseeker and lend ma one of your cigarettes. It looks that moi don't
have any tobacco."
The demon pulled out a flat metal box from inner pocket of his jacket,
opened it, took two hand rolled cigarettes and offer one to his friend.
„You should buy your own tobacco in the next town." He said and channelled a small flame in his palm.
„Oui D, moi am aware of that, but it's not mon fault that they didn't bought that lizard claws in the last camp."
D rose his eyebrow.
„Xellos... maybe it just was not clever to try to sell them in a lizardmen village."
The ex-mazoku used one of his famous „I did nothing bad" smiles.
„Oui, definitely... look, Val is wrecked again."
„You too."
„Oi! How can you tell?"
„You are using that weird accent again..."
„Moi? Nonsense!"
Xellos tried to defend himself, but he lost balance and fell from the boulder to join Val on the ground.
D exhaled a cloud of white smoke and sighed. They had no work, no place to stay but everywhere they were able to find enough alcohol to sink their troubles in. He was maybe a little jealous of them. He was tired of this life. This was their fourth year on western continent and everything was the same for all that time. He never had home but he was almost feeling homesick now, he really need some place to hide, he really needed to find his freak asylum.
Notes: First chapter, I'm using a lot of direct speech and in next chapter there will be even more of it, mostly when you can easily say who is talking only from way how they are talking. While D have no accent at all, Xellos have French accent and use some French words (Mon - mine, Moi - I, Ma - me, Oui - Yes, Monsieur - Mr.) reason for this later in story and Val use slang mostly common in wasteland.
Illustrations: Because D is "new" in this story you can find his portrait on my deviantart profile (my homepage link)
edit: Because of some evil spell all apostrophes disappeared from story, that's fixed now. Enjoy.
edit2: Revised, some bad mistakes are gone now.
edit3: Completly Revised by Ao Airi.