I'm reloading this fic for more people to read, I didn't change too much, yet...

Sorry to keep all those guys and gals in the Starcraft section waiting, but Trigonometry is killing

my brain cells. That and I was having a hard time trying to figure out what kind of motives their

characters will have, but I believe I got the majority of them down. So don't fret. Once you are

down with the story, on the bottom are the characters of the chapter. Baron and Kenyai, you two

are starting it (sort of). Ellkol, Psycho, Isorku, Makk and Zekk will come in later in the story. So

if your not in the story yet, you soon will be.

To Wraith. All I can say is this................O.o;;;;;

Warning: This story has a bit of shoujo ai (femaleXfemale relationship) and a bit of Shounen ai. (More shonen than shoujo, if I ever get to it) And don't worry, female readers that want to be apart of this will not be into yuri (unless they inform me of having a very odd relationship, that is.) I only have one pair right now and I am planning to keep it that way...

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters with the exception of the main character, the rest are either owned by the creatures of Slayers or fellow authors of Fanfic.net

(Oh, and if the top doesn't make any sense, my most humble apologize.)

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"I have been one acquainted with the night.

I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.

I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.

I have passed by the watchman on his beat

And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

When far away an interrupted cry

Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

And further still at an unearthly height

One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

I have been one acquainted with the night."

-Robert Frost

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Armor Unlimited

By: DarkPaladin

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Prologue

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Down upon the dark woods, somewhere far from civilization, five figures are strolling upon a

dusty path to somewhere. Three of these figures are wearing warrior outfits, different colors, but

the same nonetheless. (1) The first looked like he completely shaved his head for some odd

reason, on his face are a pair of sunglasses, though one would question why he wears them at

night. The next was a fairly chubby, but muscular fellow, holding a broadax on his shoulder and

humming to himself some song that is either misheard or misinterpreted, since he doesn't have

much of a singing voice anyways. The third has to have the most scars over his body, he looked

almost like he fought his way through Lina, Gourry, and Amelia to get dinner and survived to tell

about it. The fourth fellow, wearing no armor, instead had on a white shirt and pants, along with

a red vest and cape over his head. Brown waves of his beard sways as he takes another step, his

heavy looking bag swaying in tune to his beard. The last, is shadowed from the others. This one

took his or her stride slowly, trying to keep as far away as possible from the others. He or she

wore a gray cloak, on their head is a large hat, shadowing the fellow even further. Gloved hands

holding onto a small duffel bag, and the other hand covering that up. It was apparent this fellow

did not want to be seen. The only thing that you could see on this person was a massive blade,

nearly the size of the person, looking more like a giant butcher knife than anything, shining in the

moonlight just under his or her duffel bag.

"Yo, buddy, hurry up, ya holding us up!!" The bald hero stopped and waited for the creature to

walk up to him, feeling a bit surprised when he looked down at it. Whoever this person was only

stood as high as his waist.

The creature picked its head up, looking strait at him with its cyan eyes. The creature looked like

a fox, but it had white fur instead of red, and a black furry patch over its left eye. "No need to

wait up for me..." it said, it's voice very feminine trying to sound masculine. (2) It, no *she*

held a stone cold look as she passed the shocked hero.

"Uhhh...sorry, miss..." The bald headed hero said, brushing the back of his head nervously. The

fox didn't reply, she kept on walking.

The other two heroes raised their eyebrows. The scarred fellow turned to the merchant. "What's

with the fox?"

"Hmmm?" The merchant looked up. "Oh, don't mind her, she's always been like that. She won't

talk to anybody she doesn't trust..."

"Trust? How can she not trust three individuals like us?" The chubby fellow stated. "We are..."

The chubby fellow falls to one knee, one hand in the air, aiming at the stars. The other hand, with

the broadax, is behind his head like he is about the throw it.

The one with the sunglasses had the same pose as the chubby hero, except he was standing, and

he stood by the chubby fellows open hand. "The Spectacular..."

The scarred one stood on the chubby hero's other side, facing away and having the same pose as

the bald headed man. "...The Trio of Solaria!!!" (3)

The chubby one flashed a wicked grin. "I am Frevor!!"

The bald-headed one joined in with his own smile. "I am Cormetz!!"

The scarred one chorused with the other two. "Trevario!!"

The Merchant and the fox sweatdropped.

"You actually trust these guys, Antuio?" The fox questioned, her voice in a gruff growl.

The Merchant shrugged. "Not really, but they were cheap..."

The fox fell over.

"Sorry, old friend, but they were desperate for the job, and I needed a couple of guys to help me

find the caverns on this map..." Antuio stated, holding a shredded map and pointing an area that

looked like a forest, no doubt where they were at.

The fox sighed, then turned to move again.

"Hey, what's that!?" Cormetz pointed to an opening in the forest. Trevario and Frevor stood

from their stances and crept over to the branches that covered the clearing and brushed them

away. There, in mid-view, was a gap on the side of a hillside. The opening to a cavern.

"I told you they would help..." Antuio told the fox, who huffed a bit as the group of five moved

themselves towards the entrance of the cavern. They silently peered into the cavern, seeing

nothing much but darkness. Well, four of them could only see the darkness. "See anything,

friend?" Antuio asked, looking towards the fox.

She narrowed her eyes to the cave. "Nothing much, but the cave is far deeper than what I could

see..."

"That's all the information I needed," Antuio replied as he took out a two clubbed sized sticks

and handed one out to Cormetz. He lit the two clubs on fire, then entered the cavern.

The group took a few steps into the cavern, seeing nothing but rock around them.

"Wow," Trevario stated in monotone. "What a view, I always wanted to see rock..."

"Be patient, Trevario," Antuio said as he read the map. "Let's see here, 'take forty steps from the

rock formation shaped in a...ahhhh...pair of breasts?" (4)

The three heroes raised an eyebrow while the fox shook her head. She sneered at the map and

said, "Who in their right mind would put down a rock formation shaped in a pair of..."

"Look!" Frevor said, pointing out to one clear pair of rocks. The two were right next to each

other, pushed up from the floor in two perfect mounds. They definitely looked like...

"Breasts..." the fox stated, rolling her eyes. "Men..." She shook her head again as Antuio put a

hand on the shoulder.

"Now don't get too ballistic yet, if this map is actually correct, we maybe rich before morning..."

he said, smiling a bit. He stepped over to the 'mounds' and took forty paces ahead of it, pacing

into another room. The others followed behind closely, trying to stay with him. Then, after he

stopped, (and after the others nearly ran over him) he took sixteen steps to the right, then eighty

steps to the left. And finally... "We're here!"

Everyone looked around, none of them looked amused. "There's nothing here, merchant..."

Antuio 'hemmed' and 'hummed' as he looked at the map. "There should be something around

here..."

"...Wait..." Crometz said, holding out a torch to lighten up a wall.

There, on the wall, was a golden door. At the mid-point was a slit, the only opening to the door.

Above the slit were some text that seemed far too ancient for them to read, in the middle of the

text was a handprint.

"What is that?" Trevario asked, staring at the door.

Frevor stared at it with sparkling eyes. "I don't know, but it maybe worth the trip out here."

Antuio starred at it the same way Frevor did. "It could actually hold the gold that this map lead

us too..."

The four guys looked at each other, then rushed to the door, trying to open it anyway possible.

(5) There were no door handles, nor anything to grasp to pull it. Crometz tried using his sword to

dig at its hinges, but ended up breaking the sword.

"my sword..." he stated, his eyes now full of tears.

Frevor rubbed his head as he looked over to Antuio. "Maybe we should look before we try to

open this."

Antuio nodded. "Good idea..." he looked into the slitted opening, but just couldn't see into it.

"Hey, buddy, couldn't you help us here?"

The fox shrugged as she passed by them and looked into the slit. "I don't see much in there,

fellas, its too dark even for me to see anything..." The others sighed hopelessly as they slunked

down into sitting positions. "...Wait!!" They all stood back up and looked at her eagerly. "I

think I see something!"

"What is it!?" Antuio said, nearly pushing her over. "What is it!?"

"Don't know, can't really tell, but it's close enough, maybe I could..." She reached in slowly,

squirming her hand, trying to grab onto whatever was inside the door.

The others looked on, awaiting whatever she was about to get with drool hanging off of their

mouths.

Then, all of a sudden...click!!

Click?

The foxes' eyes shot wide open as she pulled her hand partially out. The others jumped slightly at

the sound, but sighed in relief finding that she didn't cry in pain or anything. "Whatever that was

just barely got me..." She stated, narrowing her eyes as she started to pull out. She stopped for a

second, with the look of surprise and shock entering her features. She started to pull, then yank,

then put her feet up on the door to yank again, but her arm wouldn't come out. "Damn!!

Something did get me!!"

The three heroes stood straight up and jumped to her side. The merchant looked on intently at his

friend as she desperately tried to get her arm out of the door.

"What should we do?" Crometz asked, earning a sharp glare from the fox.

The fox sneered. "What should you do!? Help get my arm out for Ceiphied's sake!!"

Crometz dashed behind her (which looked ridiculous since he was only an arm reach away) a

grabbed her by the waist.

Well, not totally by the waist. "Oops, heh, heh..." Crometz let go of one of her breasts. "Sorry..."

The fox narrowed her eyes, but let it slide as he started to pull with her. Nothing.

Frevor grabbed onto Crometz's waist and started to pull with them. Still nothing.

Trevario grabbed onto Frevor's waist and started to pull with them. Not even an inch.

"All right," the fox started, panting a bit, feeling kind off tired of being yanked about. "Try one

more time, then I'll just cut my arm off..." The three looked at her with shocked expressions.

"Don't try to stop me on this, I don't want to be stuck here forever, all right?"

The others shrugged and Frevor said, "All right. On the count of three, we pull as hard as we all

can...one…"

"...Two..." Crometz said.

"...Three!!" Trevario cried as they pulled hard enough to where the fox's arm could have come

out of its socket. Luckily, whatever was holding her either let go or finally pulled through, but

they all ended up as a piling heap on the cavern floor.

The fox sighed in relief, feeling a little better about not having to cut off her own arm, not that she

wouldn't do it anyways. She picked herself up, watching the others as they stumbled to their feet.

"You okay?" the merchant asked to the fox, walking over to her to handle her arm.

She turned towards him and kept her arm from his reach. "It's okay...I'm fine..."

The merchant didn't looked convinced. "You sure?"

"I'm sure, Antuio, it's not like that hasn't happened before," She turned to hold her arm up. "See,

nothing's..." She looked at it. "...wrong...with...it..." Her mouth dropped as she saw what

happened.

Instead of finding a gray leather glove, or a furry paw that she is use to seeing, she found a

gauntlet covering her arm to the elbow. There was no doubt that it was made of a metal, silver,

maybe. It had an arrangement of designs all over it, a foreign language maybe, but most probably

not. The designs ended at the wrist, on each and every knuckle a green jewel was embedded.

The fox could only stare at it as the others came in to look.

The three heroes ooed and aahed as the merchant lightly touched the gauntlet. "It's beautiful..."

he murmured, a slight grin touched his face.

Frevor looked at it closely. "Well...It's not gold, but it will be worth quite a bit."

"Yeah," Crometz drooled. "Take the glove off, and let's all take a look at it..."

The fox narrowed her eyes, but then complied. She pulled at the gauntlet, but it wouldn't move. "Oh, Ceiphied..."

"What's the problem now?" Tevario asked exasperated.

She tugged at the glove again. "It doesn't want to come off."

All four guys turned right to her. "What!?"

"It's stuck!!" She yanked at it again. "It won't budge, need any other hint!?"

"Then two of us will just pull at it from your side, and somebody will pull from the other side,"

Trevario stated. He looked at the others, they nodded. The fox seemed reluctant, but then slowly

nodded.

"Okay." Frevar grabbed onto the gauntlet with Trevario ready to pull at Frevar's waist. This time

Antuio held onto her waist with Crometz behind him. As they were about to pull, Frevar touched

the four green gems on the knuckles, something shot out of the gems into Frevar. Frevar flew

back into Trevario, and landed onto the ground with a thud.

"What the...!?" Crometz cried, letting go of Antuio and trying to help his companions.

"Whoa..." Frevar groaned as he was helped up by Crometz. "What just hit us?"

The fox looked at the glove. "I-I don't know. Whatever happened, you must have did

something..."

"Why do you say that?" Trevario groaned, feeling a bit flattened by Frevar.

"Because this things getting hot!!" The fox started to scream as the gauntlet glowed a bright teal,

then went the color turned to a green and got hotter, hot enough to where the other four hand to

back away from her, feeling sweat pouring down their faces. Then the light engulfed the fox,

making her transparent to their eyes. Her body drifted into the air like she was possessed.

Finally, after a large flash, the light from the gauntlet spewed upwards, destroy the cavern roof

and rising high in the air. It became a pillar of light...

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If you watch Slayers all the time, haven't you noticed every hero wears the same armor? Think of a tomboy and you get the idea. Okay, if you got the idea that the 'mysterious figure' was a female before I told you, then congradulations, I wasn't in a very good mood when I wrote this. Why do I think of a goofy Power Ranger pose here? Don't ask, just please, don't ask... I know, most heroes have a 'code of honor' kind of thing, but I decided to make these three kind of crooked. So...

This ends the prologue, I originally made it longer than this, but then I realized that I could insert

the rest of it into the next chapter. Though if you look, I should have the next chapter already up.

So continue...

To warn you, Zelgadis will not quite show up in this story. He's still wandering around in the

desert, searching for his cure. However, if you like this story enough when its finished, then I

prepare the second story, which in mainly on Zelgadis. And Amelia. No Lina or Gourry in the one after...sorry...

To warn you all, this will not be to grand. I don't really have anybody to review my work before I

place it on Fanfic.net. So ppl here could understand why whenever I hand in a 'Starcraft Outake,'

it scares the crap out of me that I don't know if anybody likes it. So don't be sarcastic about my writing, I'm doing my best right now trying to put everything that's in my mind onto paper.

Oh, and for other things: I NEED SOME MORE CHARACTERS. Not as many as before, I need

more characters that have small parts, but important for their episodes nonetheless. Include the

following: species (human, mazoku, or dragon) gender (so I can figure this all out) hair color,

eye color, and maybe even age to end things (Though I may change it to older and such for the

part, but basically throw it in anyways). I need a lot more females characters for this. So please,

all you girls out there, please send a review in. I'll try to insert as many as I can, just review and

write in all of the information.