Disclaimer: I do not own the Slayers or the song "Mistaken Identity", by Delta Goodrem

(Re-write)

"Mistaken Identity"

The girl in the chair with the long golden hair
Well that used to be me

She used to be so carefree. Her days where filled with running her little pottery shop and tending to her adopted son, Val. She would rise with the sun; make her usual morning tea as she prepared herself for another day at the shop. Val would soon rise after and she would make put him in his high chair as he giggled and drooled all over himself as she soothingly cooed while feeding him his morning baby mush.

A flirtatious smile unpredictably wild
Always trying to please

She was well known in the village for her extraordinary beauty, and heart warming smile. The villagers knew she was a dragon, both her and her son, but they did not treat her any differently, she was welcomed with warmth and hospitality when she first set up shop and home near the outskirts of the town itself. Her neighbours would bring her baskets of bread and jam; some would even bring a few toys for Val. She would accept them with her brightest smile and invite them in for tea; she was also known for her delicious tea.

I was always walking one step ahead

A while after she had settled in to her new life, he showed up. That stupid (handsome) namagomi with the purple (silky) hair and the genki smile. He would pop in whenever she least expected it, scaring her witless (and wakening the butterflies in her stomach) and sending her into a blinding rage as she tried and failed (on purpose?) numerous times to literally wipe that (charming) smile off his face. Eventually she would tire and after half her store was demolished. She would sigh and tell him (unwillingly) to just leave her alone. She would then take Val up to bed (he usually would safely sit in his corner play pen until either he or Filia wore themselves out first) and then head to her own room (hoping he would be there). Usually by the time she had tucked Val in Xellos had fixed the major damage done to her walls (although he never cleaned up the broken pottery or furniture) and had vanished before she could come down the stairs.

Or so I thought until the monster crawled into my bed

However this time it was different. This time he brought someone with him when he came over around lunch time, another woman. She arrived with Xellos with the usual popping of air, her arm wrapped around his in an intimate gesture. At the first sight of their positions Filia instantly knew she didn't like this woman, or the way she was hanging off Xellos. She had long flowing hair reaching all the way down to her scantly clad thighs. She was adorned with many pieces of jewellery and bracelets, her free hand holding one of those long sticks with the cigarette at the end. She was about to yell at Xellos and ask him why he was bringing strange women into her house, when the woman in question let go of Xellos and approached her. She surveyed Filia with scrutiny, eventually after a tense silence the woman spoke, "Feh, I'm much better looking than her any day." She then turned to Xellos, "Come Xellos, we're leaving now." "Yes ma-am." And they where gone, leaving a stunned, enraged Filia with a little green monster, and a broken heart.

Rewind and erase that shock look on your face
'cause your mona-lisa is dead

When he came back the next day she was in no better mood. She completely ignored him, and no matter how much he barbed her and tried to get a reaction out of her, she wouldn't give. Going about her day as usual she pretended like she couldn't see or hear him. Xellos finally had had enough of her ignoring him, he called her name softly as he made to put his hand on her shoulder, she snapped.

"Don't touch me, you filthy namagomi." She spat, venom dripping from her words.


A million words a thousand days

"Filia, wha…"

"Leave. Now." She growled, her tone left no room for argument. Xellos retracted his hand and bowed his head.

"As you wish" was all he said before he vanished.


The girl I used to be,
Has a terrible case of mistaken identity

The next day he did not come at all. She tried to go about her business and move on with her life, but the pain she felt would not leave her. She began to sink into a depression, she hardly ever smiled now, and when she did it was a pained one, lacking all the warmth and sunshine that was cruelly taken from her.

And yesterday's girl is not what you see,
It's a terrible case of mistaken identity

It was three days later and Filia still had not returned to her old happy self. However she would put on a fake smile to keep Val happy and to ease the concern of her caring customers. However at night she would hardly sleep, instead she would mope around in her kitchen, her eyes downcast and lifeless.

The sun likes to rise and the moon likes to fall,
And that's kinda like my life

I've played the role of the nice girl next door,
Who gets cut like a knife

She would often reflect on what had happened, what she had missed, to bring about this whole situation. She finally concluded that it was because, while she never admitted it, she cared deeply for the monster. Even if he constantly teased and tormented her, she still fell in love with him. That's why it hurt so much when she saw him with another. Monsters, they will always break your heart.

Now I'm not looking for apology eyes,
And I don't want to spend a night on a bed of beautiful lies

Then at the end of one week, he came back. At first she could not believe he had the indecency to show his face around her again after she chased him out. Then he completely caught her off guard by walking up to her and hugging her. Nothing else, just simply holding her. At first she stayed completely still, and then she regained her composure and pushed him off of her. He did not resist her shove as he backed away from her, eyes glaring into hers; and she glared right back. "I told you not to touch me." Was all she said to him, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Go, go back to your woman, and leave me alone." He stared at her for a few more seconds after, he was about to say something before she cut him off, "NOW! Just leave, I never want to see you again you creep!" tears started to fall from her eyes as she ran from the room. Xellos just stayed where she had left him, staring where she had run, before closing his eyes again and leaving without a word.

Erase and rewind leave that sick girl behind and fast forward, fast forward

Filia accepted that she will probably never go back to the way she was, warm, trusting, carefree. She will not let herself be hurt like this again, not without a fight.

A thousand days

The girl I used to be.
Has a terrible case of mistaken identity

And yesterday's girl is not what you see;
It's a terrible case of mistaken identity

After that day she changed for good. She was still polite to her customers and neighbours, but she never invited them in for tea again. She started to become cold and distant, hardly ever socialising. She treated Val no differently, he was only a child, and he did not deserve her cold shoulder. Every time she saw a particular shade of purple, her heart would ache in the strangest way. She would feel rage, hate and…loneliness.

That's not me; it's just not me.
That's not me

This wasn't who she used to be. She used to be happy. She still wants to be happy. But that's just not her anymore, he saw to that personally.

The girl I used to be,
Has a terrible case of mistaken identity.

And yesterday's girl is not what you see;
It's a terrible case of mistaken identity.

She would never know that he was always watching her. He knew she had changed, he knew he was the cause. He regrets the day he ruined his favourite toy, but he will always keep watch. Waiting, hoping, that one day the girl he used to know, will remember herself and listen to him, and hopefully come back to him.

Ok so this is a re-write of the original because the first one kinda sucked so I thought I'd try it again, so how was it this time? I hope I'm getting better.

And to those who reviewed the original one, thank you for giving me your honest opinion, I will say right now that I hold no grudges against honesty, so if something of mine stinks, tell me and I will try and do better. (Just tell me nicely if you can, that's all I will ask)

P.S, there will be another chapter to this, so don't worry, it just may take a while, but hopefully you won't be disappointed.