A/N: Again, I do not own any Slayers elements other than those that I created.
Slayers FIGHT
By Nezuban
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Four days had passed since Lina and Gourry had arrived back in the area that had once been inside the Mazoku's magical barrier, and almost three months since they had first learned of the terrible goings on in their homeland.
And in the last four days, the two of them had seen more ruined cities than any one person should see in a thousand lifetimes.
The two of them continued to walk along a road going through one of the many forests that grew in their homeland. The trees, at least, seemed peaceful.
Lina thought back to when they had reached their first ruined city, upon returning to their homeland. The city was not very large, but rested very close to the Mazoku's barrier. The city had once had a major magical presence there, with a rather large magic school. When Lina and Gourry had walked into the city, there was not a single structure left standing. Every wall of every building in the city was fallen or broken. In addition, there was the very acrid stink of dead bodies, a smell that forced Lina to enclose herself and Gourry in a magical sphere and hover over the city. When they were over the location of the old magic school, Lina brought them in for a closer look. The old magic school appeared to have been plundered, as if the destroyers of the city were looking for something inside, rather than just leveling the building.
"One thing is for sure, though," Lina thought as she walked along the path. "The Mazoku are definitely up to something."
Gourry led the way along the path, Lina following in deep thought. Gourry's battle senses were on full alert, and had been since they had arrived in the homeland. He could sense that something very evil was in the air, but he could not figure out what. Prepared for battle as he always was, he had long since loosened his sword in its scabbard.
Up ahead, the two of them suddenly heard the sounds of battle. Steel could be heard crashing against steel, and magical explosions echoed in the summer air. Lina, hoping to find some answers, took off instantly.
"Ray Wing," she shouted, and she flew ahead, Gourry following, running as fast as his legs could carry him. The trees were a blur as she flew past them, but she did not notice them. The only thing she could think of was finding some answers about what was going on.
When she arrived at the scene of the battle, more questions were raised than were answered.
In a rather large clearing in the forest lay about twenty or thirty trolls, some humans, berserkers, goblins, and even a few lesser demons--and all of them dead. In the center of the dead monsters was a young, dark-haired man in a tattered brown cloak, barely older than herself, facing yet another fifty or so lesser demons and creatures of the like. In his hand was a glowing blade of pure blue-white energy. And with it, she saw him slay five demons in what appeared to be one stroke.
"Sword of Light?!" she exclaimed. She landed on the ground and watched as the young, dark-haired man fought against the creatures. Gourry arrived moments later and watched in grim amazement.
It was clear, though, that the young man was growing tired, and would soon fall to the demons.
Realizing the young man's predicament, both Lina and Gourry charged ahead.
"FIREBALL!" Lina shouted, a large sphere of magic fire spouting from her gloved hand. The fireball impacted against the chest of one lesser demon, sending the beast into the dust.
"Hannas Vale!" Gourry shouted, and the blade of his new sword began to glow with the magical enhancements infused upon it by Lina's sorcery. He charged and began a flurry of much-practiced movements that caught the demons by total surprise. One demon fell, followed by another, and yet another. And they all fell in the span of a few seconds.
The demons make pause upon seeing their young enemy's new allies, and quickly retreat. As they fell back, Lina began chanting a spell that would ensure that these minions of whatever Mazoku was operating here would never again terrorize these people.
"Darkness beyond twilight, crimson beyond blood that flows..." energy began to build around her, surrounding her in a malevolent aura of magic. "Buried in the flow of time is where your power grows..." the spell continues, the aura growing larger. By this time, Gourry had produced a pair of sunglasses and had placed them over his eyes. The young swordsman the pair had encountered wore a grim expression, as if knowing exactly what spell Lina was casting. "I pledge myself to conquer all the foes who stand before the gift bestowed in my unworthy hand..." Lina's power was rapidly expanding, the building of energy becoming more and more violent as the words flowed from her mouth. "Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed by the power you and I possess..." Lina thrust out her hands, the energy finally released in a terrible wave of black magical power that seared towards the fleeing demons.
"DRAGON SLAVE!!!" In a bright flash of malevolent power, the retreating demons were instantly vaporized, there remains being only the memories engraved on Lina's, Gourry's, and the mysterious youth's minds.
When the smoke cleared, Lina looked ahead and discovered that a rather sizeable chunk of the once peaceful forest was gone. But there were no more demons. She defended herself by saying her typical line when overkill was the only result of her power.
"You can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs." Gourry only groaned.
Behind them the young man fell to his knees, weariness taking control of his mind and body. It was then that Lina finally got a good look at the young man. He was really only about twenty or so with short dark hair and maroon eyes. He was tall, only a hand shorter than Gourry. In his hands still glowed the magnificent energy blade, but Lina and Gourry both were surprised when they saw that there was no sword hilt. The sword he used was made of pure magical energy. Even Lina didn't possess a power that could be used like a regular sword for more than a single attack.
The young man breathed heavily, blood running down one side of his face as well as a freshly opened wound in his side.
Lina raced towards him and took hold of his shoulder. The young man looked at Lina with a blank face.
"Recovery!" Lina shouted, white magic pouring from her spirit into the young man's life force. Immediately the young man's expression changed. He smiled as his energy began to restore itself.
"Thank you, miss," he said politely. His voice was almost deep without being gruff. She looked at him with the same look she would give to a member of high nobility. Of course, that was the look she gave everyone else--the 'I'm still better than you' look.
"You were pretty good with that sword of yours against all these beasts," Gourry said, motioning at the number of dead creatures around them.
"Yeah," said Lina. "So just who are you, anyway?"
The young man looked at Lina. "I am called Gasethiran, king of Forau, the small kingdom adjacent to Seyruun."
"What?!" Lina and Gourry both exclaimed.
"YOU? You're a KING? But you're so YOUNG!" Lina could not believe that such a young man was actually the reigning king of any kingdom.
"Yes. I am." He paused, looking at her. Or rather, as Lina felt it, looking INTO her. "So you are on your way to Seyruun." It was not a question.
"H-How did you know that?" Lina asked, confused.
"Psionics, young lady. That sword you saw is only one portion of my mastery: the psiblade." Lina frowned. The art of psionics had been thought lost since before the War of the Monsters Fall. It was a terrifying art if used by the wrong hands, and had been thought sealed by the forces of the both the Gods and the Mazoku. "And anyway, you waste your time traveling to Seyruun. It has been completely destroyed, and the royal family murdered."
"WHAT?!" Lina and Gourry both exclaimed again. If the royal family was murdered, then...that meant...
Lina was overcome with a sense of urgency and rage.
"AMELIA!!!" she shouted.
Slayers FIGHT
By Nezuban
---
Four days had passed since Lina and Gourry had arrived back in the area that had once been inside the Mazoku's magical barrier, and almost three months since they had first learned of the terrible goings on in their homeland.
And in the last four days, the two of them had seen more ruined cities than any one person should see in a thousand lifetimes.
The two of them continued to walk along a road going through one of the many forests that grew in their homeland. The trees, at least, seemed peaceful.
Lina thought back to when they had reached their first ruined city, upon returning to their homeland. The city was not very large, but rested very close to the Mazoku's barrier. The city had once had a major magical presence there, with a rather large magic school. When Lina and Gourry had walked into the city, there was not a single structure left standing. Every wall of every building in the city was fallen or broken. In addition, there was the very acrid stink of dead bodies, a smell that forced Lina to enclose herself and Gourry in a magical sphere and hover over the city. When they were over the location of the old magic school, Lina brought them in for a closer look. The old magic school appeared to have been plundered, as if the destroyers of the city were looking for something inside, rather than just leveling the building.
"One thing is for sure, though," Lina thought as she walked along the path. "The Mazoku are definitely up to something."
Gourry led the way along the path, Lina following in deep thought. Gourry's battle senses were on full alert, and had been since they had arrived in the homeland. He could sense that something very evil was in the air, but he could not figure out what. Prepared for battle as he always was, he had long since loosened his sword in its scabbard.
Up ahead, the two of them suddenly heard the sounds of battle. Steel could be heard crashing against steel, and magical explosions echoed in the summer air. Lina, hoping to find some answers, took off instantly.
"Ray Wing," she shouted, and she flew ahead, Gourry following, running as fast as his legs could carry him. The trees were a blur as she flew past them, but she did not notice them. The only thing she could think of was finding some answers about what was going on.
When she arrived at the scene of the battle, more questions were raised than were answered.
In a rather large clearing in the forest lay about twenty or thirty trolls, some humans, berserkers, goblins, and even a few lesser demons--and all of them dead. In the center of the dead monsters was a young, dark-haired man in a tattered brown cloak, barely older than herself, facing yet another fifty or so lesser demons and creatures of the like. In his hand was a glowing blade of pure blue-white energy. And with it, she saw him slay five demons in what appeared to be one stroke.
"Sword of Light?!" she exclaimed. She landed on the ground and watched as the young, dark-haired man fought against the creatures. Gourry arrived moments later and watched in grim amazement.
It was clear, though, that the young man was growing tired, and would soon fall to the demons.
Realizing the young man's predicament, both Lina and Gourry charged ahead.
"FIREBALL!" Lina shouted, a large sphere of magic fire spouting from her gloved hand. The fireball impacted against the chest of one lesser demon, sending the beast into the dust.
"Hannas Vale!" Gourry shouted, and the blade of his new sword began to glow with the magical enhancements infused upon it by Lina's sorcery. He charged and began a flurry of much-practiced movements that caught the demons by total surprise. One demon fell, followed by another, and yet another. And they all fell in the span of a few seconds.
The demons make pause upon seeing their young enemy's new allies, and quickly retreat. As they fell back, Lina began chanting a spell that would ensure that these minions of whatever Mazoku was operating here would never again terrorize these people.
"Darkness beyond twilight, crimson beyond blood that flows..." energy began to build around her, surrounding her in a malevolent aura of magic. "Buried in the flow of time is where your power grows..." the spell continues, the aura growing larger. By this time, Gourry had produced a pair of sunglasses and had placed them over his eyes. The young swordsman the pair had encountered wore a grim expression, as if knowing exactly what spell Lina was casting. "I pledge myself to conquer all the foes who stand before the gift bestowed in my unworthy hand..." Lina's power was rapidly expanding, the building of energy becoming more and more violent as the words flowed from her mouth. "Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed by the power you and I possess..." Lina thrust out her hands, the energy finally released in a terrible wave of black magical power that seared towards the fleeing demons.
"DRAGON SLAVE!!!" In a bright flash of malevolent power, the retreating demons were instantly vaporized, there remains being only the memories engraved on Lina's, Gourry's, and the mysterious youth's minds.
When the smoke cleared, Lina looked ahead and discovered that a rather sizeable chunk of the once peaceful forest was gone. But there were no more demons. She defended herself by saying her typical line when overkill was the only result of her power.
"You can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs." Gourry only groaned.
Behind them the young man fell to his knees, weariness taking control of his mind and body. It was then that Lina finally got a good look at the young man. He was really only about twenty or so with short dark hair and maroon eyes. He was tall, only a hand shorter than Gourry. In his hands still glowed the magnificent energy blade, but Lina and Gourry both were surprised when they saw that there was no sword hilt. The sword he used was made of pure magical energy. Even Lina didn't possess a power that could be used like a regular sword for more than a single attack.
The young man breathed heavily, blood running down one side of his face as well as a freshly opened wound in his side.
Lina raced towards him and took hold of his shoulder. The young man looked at Lina with a blank face.
"Recovery!" Lina shouted, white magic pouring from her spirit into the young man's life force. Immediately the young man's expression changed. He smiled as his energy began to restore itself.
"Thank you, miss," he said politely. His voice was almost deep without being gruff. She looked at him with the same look she would give to a member of high nobility. Of course, that was the look she gave everyone else--the 'I'm still better than you' look.
"You were pretty good with that sword of yours against all these beasts," Gourry said, motioning at the number of dead creatures around them.
"Yeah," said Lina. "So just who are you, anyway?"
The young man looked at Lina. "I am called Gasethiran, king of Forau, the small kingdom adjacent to Seyruun."
"What?!" Lina and Gourry both exclaimed.
"YOU? You're a KING? But you're so YOUNG!" Lina could not believe that such a young man was actually the reigning king of any kingdom.
"Yes. I am." He paused, looking at her. Or rather, as Lina felt it, looking INTO her. "So you are on your way to Seyruun." It was not a question.
"H-How did you know that?" Lina asked, confused.
"Psionics, young lady. That sword you saw is only one portion of my mastery: the psiblade." Lina frowned. The art of psionics had been thought lost since before the War of the Monsters Fall. It was a terrifying art if used by the wrong hands, and had been thought sealed by the forces of the both the Gods and the Mazoku. "And anyway, you waste your time traveling to Seyruun. It has been completely destroyed, and the royal family murdered."
"WHAT?!" Lina and Gourry both exclaimed again. If the royal family was murdered, then...that meant...
Lina was overcome with a sense of urgency and rage.
"AMELIA!!!" she shouted.