Slayers Mystic
Episode 9
Fire in Heart! Love and Hate
(Part 2)
A memory bubble: a day before Gourry finds Peace dead
--I so totally hate you...--
A young man stands on the balcony looking out. 'Ugh! Why do I have to marry? I want to go to war.
To glorify my name. To be powerful. I want to become the most powerful man on earth!'
'Peace, my son, peace,' an old man comes up and rests his hand on Peace's shoulder. 'It is not in
your fortune to do that. The best thing is...to marry the most powerful person...'
--It's always you. It's always in your hands. Always the fate of the kingdoms. Kingdoms I
conquered. How a childish person like you could become the most powerful human on the
continent?--
'Isn't that cute Prince Peace? Oohhh!' Amelia looks starry-eyed at a doll. 'I want that!' She
pulls him towards the stall. 'Then we'll go to the beach!'
'We will not,' Prince replies.
'Of course we are! You are courting me aren't you? You have to buy all kinds of things for me
and bring me to all the romantic places..." Amelia blushes.
--Worse of all, you always talk about love...--
'Don't you love me?' Amelia cries softly after Peace slips out of the bed to look at the maps.
'Don't you love...at all? Why are you so cold...?"
That was the first and only time they spent their time on the bed together. And it was only
because Amelia wouldn't stop whining.
--How disgusting...--
*o*
back to the future
"Stop laughing!" Patriot growls at Chivalry.
Chivalry's laughter sounds very much like a hyena's. He laughs still of course.
"It is very serious business," Gallant looks grave. "You shouldn't be laughing Chivalry."
"I hate this!" Patriot announces.
"That is the point," Gallant replies.
"You're the one who screwed everything up," Chivalry continues.
"Why can't I just go back in time and stop Amelia from being born?" Patriot complains.
"Don't you know about the Paradox? If you change too much in the past, you might not even exist
right now." Gallant tugs at Patriot's clothes.
"Stop that!"
"Hahahahaha!" Chivalry laughs. "You look weird."
"Precisely. He's suppose to look good. He has to attract Amelia," Gallant straightened Patriot's
cloak.
"I SAID STOP THAT!" Patriot pushes Gallant away and struts off.
"You're going to woo a thirteen year old girl!" Chivalry guffawed. "A sickly..."
"How do you know she's sickly then?" Gallant interrupts.
"I was the one who poisoned her. Father asked me to, of course."
"You did what?!" Patriot shrieks. "I've had enough to do without her throwing up on me or dying
on me!"
"Not during the time you would be wooing her," Chivalry assured Patriot. "Long after that."
"Yuck!" Patriot sighs and chants a time spell.
"Do you think he will screw it up again?" Chivalry asks Gallant as Patriot melts away.
"Always," Gallant nods.
*o*
Past
"...So you're Amelia's daughter?" Lina asks finally. "Why are you older than my daughter then?"
"It's not impossible," Charity answers patiently as she strokes Bobo's fur. "My mother married
first."
"Didn't ya hear?" the innkeeper looks around and whispers to one of his customers. And as usual,
Lina's ears perk automatically, hoping to hear more about loots she can...well...loot.
"What?" said the customer.
"There's a ball at the castle tomorrow night. I heard Amelia's going to choose one of the man to
marry."
"Food!" Lina's eyes go all starry. "Lotsa food..."
"Lina!" Charity prods Lina.
"What?" Lina looks at Charity. "I'm going to the ball. Won't you?"
"We are going of course. I have to make sure my mother chooses my father."
"Good, cos if you had said you wouldn't go, I would have gone anyway."
*o*
"Tell me again why we are doing this Father," Amelia looks at Phil.
"That goes over there, and this will go over...no, no, to the left, right, more to the left...yes
over there. Yes dear?" Phil turns to Amelia. "What did you ask me?"
"Why are we doing this?" Amelia repeats her question.
"To choose a husband for you of course."
"But why? I'm only thirteen."
"Time flies very fast, Amelia."
Amelia turns away to think. "I have one last question."
"Ask," Phil turns away to look at the decorations.
"Can I choose?"
"Of course, dear, of course."
Amelia runs out, excited. "I'll choose Gourry...Yay! I'll marry him!" Amelia dances around the
garden until she runs out of breath.
"Excuse me," says a voice.
Amelia turns around and sees a man with green hair and eyes looking at her. "Huh?"
"I was wondering whether you could show me the way to Saillune Castle."
"But you are in it," Amelia replies, confused.
"Oh?" the man looks confused. "Thank you. Erm...you don't happen to be the princess are you?"
"Why do you ask?" Amelia narrows her eyes suspicously. "Who are you...really?"
The man scratches his head. "Oh hi. I'm...Pat--"
"Hello Pat," Amelia stares at him. "I've gotta go now."
"Who's that Amelia?" Gourry comes along and asks.
"I'm Pat--"
"Hello Pete," Gourry greets Patriot before he could finish. "Where are you from?"
"I'm from--"
"Oh come on Gou...Mister Gourry, let's see what's for lunch," Amelia says slyly.
"Of course," Gourry starts salivating. "Let's go," he grabs Amelia and runs off to the kitchen.
Patriot chokes in the dust. "...So, she has a boyfriend. It happens to be Gourry hmm..."
*o*
a memory bubble
--It's too late. I know it is. I'm always late...I have to go back...and face the shame. I have
to go back to the future. Nothing can save us now...--
A blond-and-red hair girl stares off in the distance from the edge of the cliffs.
-----------------------------------------To be continued.
This chapter is more philosophical eh? Let's see...I have to change the genre for the fanfic now.
Also, I simply don't have anymore time to sit in front of my PC to write somemore of the fanfic.
I'm having a writer's block!!
Episode 9
Fire in Heart! Love and Hate
(Part 2)
A memory bubble: a day before Gourry finds Peace dead
--I so totally hate you...--
A young man stands on the balcony looking out. 'Ugh! Why do I have to marry? I want to go to war.
To glorify my name. To be powerful. I want to become the most powerful man on earth!'
'Peace, my son, peace,' an old man comes up and rests his hand on Peace's shoulder. 'It is not in
your fortune to do that. The best thing is...to marry the most powerful person...'
--It's always you. It's always in your hands. Always the fate of the kingdoms. Kingdoms I
conquered. How a childish person like you could become the most powerful human on the
continent?--
'Isn't that cute Prince Peace? Oohhh!' Amelia looks starry-eyed at a doll. 'I want that!' She
pulls him towards the stall. 'Then we'll go to the beach!'
'We will not,' Prince replies.
'Of course we are! You are courting me aren't you? You have to buy all kinds of things for me
and bring me to all the romantic places..." Amelia blushes.
--Worse of all, you always talk about love...--
'Don't you love me?' Amelia cries softly after Peace slips out of the bed to look at the maps.
'Don't you love...at all? Why are you so cold...?"
That was the first and only time they spent their time on the bed together. And it was only
because Amelia wouldn't stop whining.
--How disgusting...--
*o*
back to the future
"Stop laughing!" Patriot growls at Chivalry.
Chivalry's laughter sounds very much like a hyena's. He laughs still of course.
"It is very serious business," Gallant looks grave. "You shouldn't be laughing Chivalry."
"I hate this!" Patriot announces.
"That is the point," Gallant replies.
"You're the one who screwed everything up," Chivalry continues.
"Why can't I just go back in time and stop Amelia from being born?" Patriot complains.
"Don't you know about the Paradox? If you change too much in the past, you might not even exist
right now." Gallant tugs at Patriot's clothes.
"Stop that!"
"Hahahahaha!" Chivalry laughs. "You look weird."
"Precisely. He's suppose to look good. He has to attract Amelia," Gallant straightened Patriot's
cloak.
"I SAID STOP THAT!" Patriot pushes Gallant away and struts off.
"You're going to woo a thirteen year old girl!" Chivalry guffawed. "A sickly..."
"How do you know she's sickly then?" Gallant interrupts.
"I was the one who poisoned her. Father asked me to, of course."
"You did what?!" Patriot shrieks. "I've had enough to do without her throwing up on me or dying
on me!"
"Not during the time you would be wooing her," Chivalry assured Patriot. "Long after that."
"Yuck!" Patriot sighs and chants a time spell.
"Do you think he will screw it up again?" Chivalry asks Gallant as Patriot melts away.
"Always," Gallant nods.
*o*
Past
"...So you're Amelia's daughter?" Lina asks finally. "Why are you older than my daughter then?"
"It's not impossible," Charity answers patiently as she strokes Bobo's fur. "My mother married
first."
"Didn't ya hear?" the innkeeper looks around and whispers to one of his customers. And as usual,
Lina's ears perk automatically, hoping to hear more about loots she can...well...loot.
"What?" said the customer.
"There's a ball at the castle tomorrow night. I heard Amelia's going to choose one of the man to
marry."
"Food!" Lina's eyes go all starry. "Lotsa food..."
"Lina!" Charity prods Lina.
"What?" Lina looks at Charity. "I'm going to the ball. Won't you?"
"We are going of course. I have to make sure my mother chooses my father."
"Good, cos if you had said you wouldn't go, I would have gone anyway."
*o*
"Tell me again why we are doing this Father," Amelia looks at Phil.
"That goes over there, and this will go over...no, no, to the left, right, more to the left...yes
over there. Yes dear?" Phil turns to Amelia. "What did you ask me?"
"Why are we doing this?" Amelia repeats her question.
"To choose a husband for you of course."
"But why? I'm only thirteen."
"Time flies very fast, Amelia."
Amelia turns away to think. "I have one last question."
"Ask," Phil turns away to look at the decorations.
"Can I choose?"
"Of course, dear, of course."
Amelia runs out, excited. "I'll choose Gourry...Yay! I'll marry him!" Amelia dances around the
garden until she runs out of breath.
"Excuse me," says a voice.
Amelia turns around and sees a man with green hair and eyes looking at her. "Huh?"
"I was wondering whether you could show me the way to Saillune Castle."
"But you are in it," Amelia replies, confused.
"Oh?" the man looks confused. "Thank you. Erm...you don't happen to be the princess are you?"
"Why do you ask?" Amelia narrows her eyes suspicously. "Who are you...really?"
The man scratches his head. "Oh hi. I'm...Pat--"
"Hello Pat," Amelia stares at him. "I've gotta go now."
"Who's that Amelia?" Gourry comes along and asks.
"I'm Pat--"
"Hello Pete," Gourry greets Patriot before he could finish. "Where are you from?"
"I'm from--"
"Oh come on Gou...Mister Gourry, let's see what's for lunch," Amelia says slyly.
"Of course," Gourry starts salivating. "Let's go," he grabs Amelia and runs off to the kitchen.
Patriot chokes in the dust. "...So, she has a boyfriend. It happens to be Gourry hmm..."
*o*
a memory bubble
--It's too late. I know it is. I'm always late...I have to go back...and face the shame. I have
to go back to the future. Nothing can save us now...--
A blond-and-red hair girl stares off in the distance from the edge of the cliffs.
-----------------------------------------To be continued.
This chapter is more philosophical eh? Let's see...I have to change the genre for the fanfic now.
Also, I simply don't have anymore time to sit in front of my PC to write somemore of the fanfic.
I'm having a writer's block!!