A/N: First things first, please don't kill me or throw pointed objects at me! I will update my other stories, hopefully sooner than later! My Trinity Blood story was going to be updated a couple weeks ago, but the computer deleted like a thousand words off my chapter, so I'm taking a break from it. I've had this idea for a story for a long time, but I've had other priorities. But no more! I will post this and than work on another fic. I don't know which one yet though... Anyways On to The Show!
Disclaimer: Kitty Katrona, me, does not own Harry Potter or Slayers! All I own is my original characters, and personalities for some of the cast.
As you read this chapter please listen to Plenty of grit, by Hayashibara Megumi for full effect... Which I don't own...
The five year old used her own blood and drew the symbols that keep interrupting her fitful sleep, she kept getting them and a feeling that she had to hurry or else, so after a long beating from her rather obtuse relatives, her Aunt seem just as scared of her husband as her niece was, but the little girl, who didn't even know her own name was, felt she had been through worse, even though she had no recollection of being in worse. Her mind wondered as she drew the symbols, as is she had drawn them a hundred times before, she felt like she should be able to fight off her uncle. Even though she was the size of a three year old from her malnutrition she felt she was destined to be rather small. It was an odd feeling.
Once she finished the symbols on the floor of her cupboard, she put both hands down on the symbols and pushed down, words came to her mind and she spoke them quietly letting her inner power she had not realized had been there until now, her impressive reserves where pushed into the circle of symbols, summoning forth a being from a far off plane.
As she used this summoning circle, she had another figure overlapping her own, adding her prowess to her current incarnate, helping her summon a familiar to save her from sure death at the hands of her magic hating Uncle, the light of her summoning spell and circle went almost unnoticed, but the one who had seen it would not understand the significance of this light until many years later...
In another plane of existence, a purple haired being was floating lamely, he was dying, his body fading in and out of existence, he didn't know who he was, where he was from, but he knew he would soon cease to exist. As he was giving up, a golden light appeared before him, showing the figure of a golden haired women, she felt the summon of her Knight to get a familiar, even though she could tell the one doing the summoning did not know exactly what she was doing, instead following the guidance from her past self to save her life.
The golden being cared for her Knight and knew that her soul would come into being once more, and she knew that the purple haired being could help her little one. So she spoke to the floating male and stated, "Giving up so easily, Xellos?"
The purple haired one looked up at the bright light lamely, unable to answer, for he was so tired, but something in him told him to listen, so he did, opening his eyes fully for the first time in many millennium, to gaze at the golden woman. Something in him responded to his unasked question, "L-Lord o-of Nigh-t-tmares..." His voice cracked from being unused for so long. The Lady in gold, smiled fondly seeing what had become of Xellos was a sad affair, his soul mate rejected him, and he gave up, so he had lost more and more of what had made him, Him.
So to give both her Knight and this poor Mazoku something to live for, she said, "Why? Why give up so easily? That is so unlike you Xellos... Do you feel the pull? She needs you, and you her... Don't give up so easily, you and my Knight can create so much... Yet here you both are on the verge of death. Both have given up hope, go to Her, Xellos Metalium, and protect her, take her away from where she is, give her a life worth living, and maybe, just maybe, you'll find a life worth living..."
And with that Xellos form was refreshed, his eyes wide, still not quite understanding what happened, for his memories were most likely forever gone, but this Lady, this Lord of Nightmares he seemed to respect, gave him new life, he would follow the pull that he felt, and protect it, as the being who gave him a new purpose told him to. As he followed the pull, the Lord of Nightmares smiled and him and waved goodbye.
After he was gone, she turned to the lady behind her and said, "Are you happy now? He will live a long life, and knowing my Knight, it will be a long and hard one. But he will find love, even as a familiar." The lady behind her was covered in shadows, all you could see was her lower limbs, and a sad smile on her lips. As she spoke, "Yes, he has served me well, but now he can live without the restrictions that came with his past, he can live semi-free. It is truly for his best... I shall miss his old personality, but I am curious on how his new one will become... We shall know soon."
Back with the girl, she was low on blood and her internal power source was low, as she was about to pass out, she felt a pair of strong arms catch her, and a whisper in her ear, told her she would be okay now.
A/N: And that's that, the prologue, hope you like it, I've had this on the back burner for many years, and I now think I can write this better than I could have before... Please leave behind a review, I would like to know my works are appreciated, because it is what keeps my going as an author, and a person, I like feedback, heck, I even appreciate flames, cause at least they went out of their way to make their opinion made, however under appreciated they are. Please and Thank you!