The last dance....

I had finally got a real good hint on my cure in months. I had walked for I don't know how long. I felt both tired and lost. Then I saw it, the house I've been looking fore.
When I finally was standing by the front door I felt a chill run down my back. It felt like some one was watching me from the depths of the shadows.

I surged it of, well I tried to anyway. I raised a shaking hand towards the door knob, I wondered when I had started shaking so badly. I wasn't that kind of person that started shaking. I steadied my hand and knocked on the door, the boom echoed loudly after words. I jumped back against my will, and then everything went dead quiet. I felt at chill run down my back again and in a fraction of a second later the door swung opened without a sound.
My hart skipped a beat, it was so sudden. I gripped the hilt of my sword and looked trough the doors, but there were no one there. I tried to call out a greeting of some sort but not a word left my throat. I cleared it in an attempt to get my voice back and tried again. And this time I managed to get out a week "Hello". I hoped no one heard. It would be embarrassing, I usually had no problem with talking. However there were no answer. But there were some one or something who made me enter that cursed place.
I did not realize that I had entered until I heard and felt that massive doors slam shut behind me.
I went rigid and had all my senses on top. I could not move. It felt like L-sama herself was standing behind me and was making a decision if I was to live or die. I was finally able to break my trans like stat after a minute or two. I made myself believe that it was the wind that had shut the doors and then made my way towards the grate hall.
And I was struck with amazement when I got there. It had to be over a thousand candles there. And there were paintings an all the walls, and the ceiling was made of coloured glass in different shapes and sizes. It made the hall seem beautiful. I had to admit that. Well that was until I took a closer look on the paintings. It was the most morbid and horrible paintings I had ever seen. I felt ill. I wanted to turn around and leave but I could not. There were no way out any longer. I got that feeling that I was watched again. It resulted in an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Then out of nowhere there were a giggle. I echoed trough the big hall. It was a soft and playful giggle. I knew I had heard it somewhere before. And it seemed weary misplaced here. I looked around trying to locate the source. But I failed. I could no longer hear the giggle. Not even with my sharp hearing. I started to walk around the big hall in an attempt to find a way out. Then I heard the giggle again. Now it was nearer, almost besides me. I looked to my left and saw a pillar that was probably there to hold up the roof. It was actually placed in the middle of the hall. And in the depths of the shadow I could se a form emerge.

I inhaled sharply when I was greeted by the most beautiful girl I had ever met. She was clad in a light blue dress that was clinging to her body. It had a low neckline and I found myself blushing. I stood perfectly still. The girl just giggled and walked up to me and took my hand and led me away from the pillar. And then she stopped and carefully took of my hood and mask. She giggled again and then took a pose like she wanted to dance. I could not do anything but take her hand carefully take my other hand and put it around her waist. And from some where there came music. The girl giggled as we danced around the room. And I found that I liked it as well. When the music ended the girl smiled and gave me the lightest of kisses. I blushed against my will, but managed to give her a slight smile in return. I had completely forgotten about my cure. And then without a warning she plunged a magic dagger into my chest. I fell to my knees and I could feel my life fluids leaving my body. I looked into the girls eyes and mouthed a wordless "Why?" I coughed up blood and sank to the floor. The girl just smiled and said. "Tankes for the dance Zelgadiss."
I could barely hear her words or feel that last kiss before everything started to blur. I tried to speak one last time and managed to ask her in a horse whisper.
"What are you?" And before everything went black I could hear her giggle and then answer.
"I'm your worst nightmare Zelgadiss-san...."



End notes:
Well if you haven't guessed it yet. The Girl is a phantom or something like that, of Amelia
And I do apologise for my spelling.
The programme that I use when I'm writing in English is completely kaput. -_-; Well anyway hope you enjoyed it anyway. And please comment it. It my first "Short" fic. ^_^
And I DO NOT OWN THE SLAYERS. So don't sue Ok. ^_^; I do not have any money so...... it's no use.