Ok, so maybe not a child for every Slayers couple. I'm afraid there is no
Sylphiel/Xellos child (for the time been) and the only yaoi couple I do
have is Zel/Xel. Ignoring just how these children came to be.I don't want
to think about it. Lina must be exhausted and Xellos fairly busy. Damn it!
There I go thinking about again. Anyways, enjoy ^.^
Disclaimer: Slayers, unfortunately, isn't mine.so I go ahead and make fics like these! Many of the names of the children, though, do belong to my friends and I.
The Beginning
Then came the war that was to end the world. Many died, including those who fought so bravely for its survival. These heroes were simply known as The Slayers, and their story was to spread throughout the lands, written down in historical books and told by performing bards everywhere. Strangely enough, among the survivors, were the descendents of this notorious band. They were simply known as, The Children.
''The Children?'' Marius scoffed.
Mina settled her pen down and glared back at her brother. 'And what is wrong with that?' She inquired.
'It sounds stupid, that's what.'
'Well no one invited you in here, so get lost.' Mina returned to the book she was writing.
'Make me.' Her brother challenged. So Mina did, with an effective well- practiced Flare Arrow. If truth be told, the two were very close. After all, they had shared the same womb for nine months and had grown up together.
Mina was as her name suggested, friendly and full of energy. She had long wavy strawberry-blond hair reaching to the middle of her back, although it was often found secured in a plat. Her eyes had followed her father's trait of gorgeous blue like a crystal clear morning. Only ten years old, her mind worked faster then clock work and with a stunning memory. Although this photographic memory had a tendency of its own to black out in the most desperate of situations. She was tall and thin for her age, but should she continue in this growth manner Mina was undoubtedly to become one of the most beautiful sorceresses the world had seen.
Marius, on the other hand, was short and all round small. Evidently the same age as his twin sister, Marius had short blond hair that he liked to keep spiked up and startling red eyes. The mix was wild and impressive to make up for his body size. Not as quick or cleaver as Mina, Marius preferred to use his hands then his mind. He was actually good at building and fixing things such as tangled strings of a marionette and gluing together broken wooden toys. A good thing as it was often he that got them in such a state.
At the time their clothing was simple, as it happened at orphanages. Marius was rewarded with a gray top and navy shorts while Mina has to make do with a similar gray dress and navy tights.
Mina grinned as she watched her brother flee the room to make escape from the single Flare Arrow. Fortunately it sailed right pass him, out the door, across the hall and out harmlessly through an open window where it could blow up in the front garden. Before returning to her book though, Mina stole a glance at the other occupant of the room. Zillah was lying on her bed and staring at the wooden ceiling of the dormitory through lavender eyes. She had been doing so since that morning when the girl had arrived all dirty and tied. Now she was washed and clothed in the same out fit as Mina but her spirits were still rock bottom.
Mina felt sorry for her, but the other girl wouldn't open up and even talk to her so there was nothing she could do and didn't pursue the topic further. It wasn't her problem if Zillah wanted to be stubborn.
'Right! Who did this!' An angry female voice floated up from the garden. Mina jumped. Oops. Busted. She thought remembering the Flare Arrow.
Decided to go with short chapters in vain hope I will post more, more often. Yes, incase you haven't worked it out, Mina and Marius are Lina and Goury's twins. Short as it may be, I hope you enjoyed. Comments and suggestions are rewarded with a nice big bowl of ice cream cake.
Disclaimer: Slayers, unfortunately, isn't mine.so I go ahead and make fics like these! Many of the names of the children, though, do belong to my friends and I.
The Beginning
Then came the war that was to end the world. Many died, including those who fought so bravely for its survival. These heroes were simply known as The Slayers, and their story was to spread throughout the lands, written down in historical books and told by performing bards everywhere. Strangely enough, among the survivors, were the descendents of this notorious band. They were simply known as, The Children.
''The Children?'' Marius scoffed.
Mina settled her pen down and glared back at her brother. 'And what is wrong with that?' She inquired.
'It sounds stupid, that's what.'
'Well no one invited you in here, so get lost.' Mina returned to the book she was writing.
'Make me.' Her brother challenged. So Mina did, with an effective well- practiced Flare Arrow. If truth be told, the two were very close. After all, they had shared the same womb for nine months and had grown up together.
Mina was as her name suggested, friendly and full of energy. She had long wavy strawberry-blond hair reaching to the middle of her back, although it was often found secured in a plat. Her eyes had followed her father's trait of gorgeous blue like a crystal clear morning. Only ten years old, her mind worked faster then clock work and with a stunning memory. Although this photographic memory had a tendency of its own to black out in the most desperate of situations. She was tall and thin for her age, but should she continue in this growth manner Mina was undoubtedly to become one of the most beautiful sorceresses the world had seen.
Marius, on the other hand, was short and all round small. Evidently the same age as his twin sister, Marius had short blond hair that he liked to keep spiked up and startling red eyes. The mix was wild and impressive to make up for his body size. Not as quick or cleaver as Mina, Marius preferred to use his hands then his mind. He was actually good at building and fixing things such as tangled strings of a marionette and gluing together broken wooden toys. A good thing as it was often he that got them in such a state.
At the time their clothing was simple, as it happened at orphanages. Marius was rewarded with a gray top and navy shorts while Mina has to make do with a similar gray dress and navy tights.
Mina grinned as she watched her brother flee the room to make escape from the single Flare Arrow. Fortunately it sailed right pass him, out the door, across the hall and out harmlessly through an open window where it could blow up in the front garden. Before returning to her book though, Mina stole a glance at the other occupant of the room. Zillah was lying on her bed and staring at the wooden ceiling of the dormitory through lavender eyes. She had been doing so since that morning when the girl had arrived all dirty and tied. Now she was washed and clothed in the same out fit as Mina but her spirits were still rock bottom.
Mina felt sorry for her, but the other girl wouldn't open up and even talk to her so there was nothing she could do and didn't pursue the topic further. It wasn't her problem if Zillah wanted to be stubborn.
'Right! Who did this!' An angry female voice floated up from the garden. Mina jumped. Oops. Busted. She thought remembering the Flare Arrow.
Decided to go with short chapters in vain hope I will post more, more often. Yes, incase you haven't worked it out, Mina and Marius are Lina and Goury's twins. Short as it may be, I hope you enjoyed. Comments and suggestions are rewarded with a nice big bowl of ice cream cake.