For the Love of Evil
Forgotten Tears
By: Kiavie Willowroot

A.N.: Yep...I am putting a note before this one. ^.^v This is Xelloss in his coma, what he is dreaming of. Zelas is explaining something to him that I will let you all know is NOT TRUE in the slayers world, at least as far as I know, so don't get these theorys confused with fact. Also, if you are a fan of White Wolf RPG games (particularly Werewolf) then you will notice that there is a simularity about how I explain the universes and the Triate of the WWS. So, yes, my idea was inspired by that.

Golden hair....

Xelloss felt odd.

Soft skin...

Filia....? He thought to himself.

A hand brushed back his bangs gentley, petting his head softly.

Not...Filia....

He looked up into the face. His eyes grew slightly wide and his mouth dropped open.

"Mother...."

He was on his knees. His head hurt...his body hurt...so many things hurt. He put his head in her lap and wrapped his arms around his head. All of this is so confusing....Mother.

She continued to stoke his head gently. "Xell-chan..." She whispered, trying to see if he would repond yet. He remained still. He was crying, and emotions were pouring out in huge waves...Facinating...even though he was a mazoku for over a thousand years, he is producing more emotions at this point than any dragon or human I know. Very interesting...

"I am so confused..." He whispered.

"That is understandable." Zelas whispered to him, continuing to stroke the silky violet hair.

"It is...?"

"Of course. You entire being has been tinkered with. Your identity has been ripped apart, and nothing is the same, in either life. You don't feel entirely human anymore, but neither do you feel like one of us."

Xelloss sighed sadly at her very accurate assesment of her feeling. It was all so depressing. A memory came back to him, and he looked up at his former master in astonishment.

"You excaped from Dolphin!"

"No, I did not. I am still her captive."

"Then how are you here?"

"This is your mind, Xel-chan. This is a dream. In the real world, you are still in a coma. Right now, I believe, that princess of Justice is tending to you.

Xelloss pulled away from her and stood. "A dream...a false reality, conjoured by my mind."

"No, I am real."

"But you just said..."

"Did you forget so much about mazoku already? Dreams are a link to the astral space, remember? And our true forms reside there. It is easier for me to reach you in a dream, even if this is only a mere fragment of myself. I came here to tell you something."

"What would that be?" He asked, for some reason he felt a lot of anger rising in him. "Maybe that I need to become a mazoku again? Or how about I have to defeat Dolphin? Are you going to just start treating me like your attendant again? Want a glass of wine, how about some cigarettes?" He gave her a dirty look.

Zelas sighed. "Look at you. Get a grip. I have more to bitch about than you. And you know it so sit down and listen." Zelas flicked her cigarette irritably, looking away from him.

Xelloss couldn't help it, he bowed his head. "Gomen ne sai, lord Beast King." He sat where he was standing on the floor and gave her his full attention.

"Alright, now that we are cooperating, let me start by asking you a question: why are mazoku incapable of positive emotions?"

Xelloss blinked in surprise and opened his mouth, but thought some more on his answer. Finally he said, "Because mazoku are creatures of darkness..." He was going to continue on all the facts that were known why, but Zelas shook her head and frowned at him. "What? That's what you.."

Zelas interrupted him. "Xelloss, I never told you that. It's just what you and every other mazoku believe."

Xelloss started at her confused. "So are you telling me that it isn't true?"

"Well, it isn't...well, not entirly. Xel-chan, sit, this is going to be a long story on our history." Xelloss did as told and sat crosslegged in front of her, focusing on the beautiful blonde dark lord.

Zelas took a deep drag from her cigarette and set her wine glass down, uncrossing her legs then crossing them again. She held out her hand and a tiny images of a woman made of gold, though her face undefined, came into view, standing on her palm.

"Our mother, L-sama, the Golden Goddess, is created by and created chaos. She is the being of all which come from. The ultimate, the supreme. You understand this much, yes?"

Xelloss nodded.

"Alright." Her fingers twitched slightly and the figure moved, holding her hands in front of her like she was holding a ball, and the space between began to glow. "She made our, and the other four universes. But do you know why?" She did not wait for an answer. "To be honest, our mother is a little more than just "kooky". She's a few sandwiches short of a picnic, a few eggs short of a dozen, a few fries short of a Happy Meal."

Xelloss gave her a very confused look at the last sentance, but Zelas waved him off with her free hand and took another drag off her cigarette before she continued. "She's nuts. Well, back then she was only a little nuts but it got worst with time. The worlds were created to represent her four aspects: The nuturing mother, the wise crone, the carefree maiden, and the destroyer. With these different "parts" of her so vastly different, she continually warred with herself, until she decided to make pawns of herself on for planes of exsistance. Are you keeping up?"

Xelloss nodded. "So, which one are we in?"

"Excuse me?"

"Which personality are we living in?"

Zelas chuckled. "Well well, you are keeping up. We live in what was known as her maiden aspect, the second most chaotic next to the destroyer. Back to the main points though. There was a balance meant to be kept in all the worlds. Thus in each world, there where many races created, three mainly to keep the balance. The keep the balance in this world, we have the Demons, the Dragons, and the Humans. But there are other creatures, such as the elves. But we will not decend into that subject for it is of no importance. What do mazoku do, Xelloss?"

Xelloss thought for a moment, trying to see if this was a trick question, but could find no other answer than the one he knew so well. "To...bring the world back to the chaos it once was. Isn't it?

"Yes and no. That is what is believed what L-sama intended for us, but, I have come across information that states otherwise. You see, these where our origional intentions." She held out both hands. There was an image of dragons, demons, and a humans upon her hands. "The dragons have lost their way as well, as a side note, they have confused their purpose as well, and are not in L-sama's favor. The dragons were origionally intended to study and create, and to guide the humans, the children of chaos." The image of the dragon held out a book to a near by human and the image started instucting. Another dragon Planted a seed and chanted over it, causing it to sprout within seconds. "The Humans were meant to create chaos and ramdon things. To make the world work, to explore, and to live as L-sama would have." The human with the book began writing in it, another was casting magic, a couple cuddled a baby, and another stabbed the man next to him. "The demons were meant to destroy the excess, to keep a balance within the chaos, to make sure things went the way as L-sama willed it. We were like the law." Suddenly the humans began to reproduce rapidly. One of the mazoku killed half of the population. The dragons began to grow, and another halved that population. The trees began to grow to alarming sizes, and a third destroyed that. The images dissapeared. "So we got the distruction thing right, we are just using way too much excess. And you know why?"

Xelloss was just starting to get a little lost. That's what happens when someone contridicts something you have known as fact for many many years.

"Becasue of that stupid war the gods got into. Shabby dicided to get his knickers in a twist over the whole thing and retaliated by trying to destroy everything. And Cieffy decided that his balls were bigger and had the dragons turn into snobby uptights that wouldn't tell anyone a damned thing of knowledge. And you know what started that fight? Sheesh I don't even want to go into that! I just wish shabby would drop the boy look and go back to being a woman."

HUGE sweatdrop on Xelloss' head.

"Well, I only came to figure this out recently. L-sama spoke to me."

"Why? Why did she speak to you now and not before? Why didn't she tell us of this mess up in the first place?"

"Well, first of all, she's been loopy for a long time, she is only just starting to get her act together. Second, most of us, though we fear and respect her, we kinda ignore her. I opened up to her finally (and boy was she annoyed that I didn't return any of her messages) and she spoke to me of all this. It makes sense, that's for sure. And Three, L-sama is really ticked at Dolphin right now, she believes that playing with fate is a little too much like trying to take over the whole omnipotent being position that she holds."

Xelloss nodded his head once again in understanding.

"There is something else Xelloss, something that most of us Dark Lords forgot about that L-Sama has reminded me of. Something that we could use against Dolphin, though it requires a great sacrifice on your part."

"And that would be?" Xelloss had the creeping suspision what it was.

"I am sure you are well aware of my sitution, and I am not likely to excape my vengful sister. There is no way that you or your friends can save me with your lack of power, and I mean a lack of power when Lina actually has hr powers. We need to get rid og Dolphin though. L-sama said she is now considered excess, and we should destroy her as quickly as possible. There is this fact, that I might be the only Zelas Metallium, but I don't have to be the only Beast King."

Xelloss quirked an eyebrow.

"Xelloss, I am asking for you to let me pass on my powers to you."

He blinked. "You what?"

"I want you to become the new Beast King. Dolphin does not have a hold of you, and without control of the Beast King's powers, she is at a great lost. Become the next Jou-uu-sama."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, Xelloss shook his head and stood up, turing his back to her. "I can't!"

"Why not?"

"I'm a human!"

"We could change that, you know."

Xelloss mind was racing. But...but... "But I don't want that to change."

"Why?"

"Because..." Xelloss said lamely. He wasn't sure why, but the thought came to him suddenly as his former master spoke it outloud.

"Becasue you don't want to loose your emotions. The good ones. You want to love, be happy, and all that crap right?" She concluded, picking up the wine glass and draining it quite a bit.

"Sort of."

"But, in that whole story, did you even get what I was hinting at?"

Xelloss turned around and looked at her in a confused manner.

"L-sama never said we weren't allowed to love, to be happy, to enjoy the finer things in life. It's something ol' Shabby made us believe."

"Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure." She put out her cigarette.

"Well, pretty sure is not good enough for me right now. I'll just say that I'll think about it." He thought for a moment. "What would happen to you if I became the new Jou-uu sama anyways?"

She put a finger delicatly to her chin in thought for a moment before answering. "Why, I believe I would cease to exsist."

*****

"Are you feeling any better?"

"I never will..."

"I will make you feel better, if you like."

"How?"

"I'll make you forget everything. Would you like that?"

"Forget...everything?"

"Yes, everything. You mother and father, you life, your nightmares, they will all vanish. Would you like that? I can give you relief...and power also."

"Power?"

"Yes, so much power no one will be able to hurt you ever again. Forget everything."

Tsunami wiped the tears away from her small cheeks and nodded. "I want to forget. Make me forget."

Dynast nodded and walked to her, kneeling down to her level. He smiled, and held onto one shoulder. "This will hurt. Are you sure?"

She nodded.

Dynast's smiled deepened as he shoved a dagger into her midsection, impaling through her lung. Tsunami made a silent gasp and leaned up against him.

"Shush...it'll be over soon..."

Her body was limp soon after.

*****

"How do you feel?"

"Excellent..."

"Where are your tears?"

"Hm? Tears?"

"Ha. Seems you have already forgotten them. Very well."

*****

"Poor wittle dragon, no where to run, no where to hide." Dolphin murmered as she looked at Filia though a viewing orb. Filia was standing in front of a window that she could not break, and through the window played images of her family being slaughtered over and over again by herself. At first she was screaming, then she tried to convince herself it was all unreal, but the images kept playing, and all she did now was huddle in the corner and mewl to herself.

"Serves her right, the blonde bitch."

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