I don't own The Slayers. I do own Varrie, Darick, Jarnios (Formerly the obsessive crazy guy) and the Clans. Please review!
Earlier that day at the Shadow clans headquarters (around midnight to one thirty).
They had all been teleported back to the clan headquarters by the cloaked man. By this time all of the down men where down at the infirmary of the clan headquarters. The man in gray, the man in black and Darick where in all in the same room with the two young women.
The room was large and held two beds at one end and a table and some chairs at the other end. The room was painted a dark green and held only a few people since the healers had all left. The two women were of course Lina Inverse and Varrielle of the Flame clan both of whom were still unconscious. The other people in the room were Darick, the man in black and the man in gray. The room would have been cheerful except for the fact that there were two injured women, one in each bed in it's confines.
The men sat at the other end of the room, so that they could watch over the two women and not wake them (a very large room). The all sat at the table, on that table the were the all of the weapons that belonged to the people of the room. There was a whip belonging to Darick, a curious looking staff belonging to the man in black. Lina's short sword and her demon's blood talismans, Varrie's twin short swords and her slim tiny dagger/hair clip as well as her throwing stars (resourceful wasn't she?), as well as the man in gray's long sword and the dagger he had used (resourceful he wasn't!).
Darick picked up the dagger and handed it to the man dressed in black. "What do you make this is Xellos?"
"Hmm" He took the dagger and started looked at it. "It is the Cursed Dagger." He handed the Dagger back into the waiting Darick's palm. Then turned to the Man wearing gray. "Where did you get this?"
The man pointedly ignored Xellos, as he held out his hand for the dagger to be returned back to him. He had a smug look on his face, the look he had worn ever since he had taken down both Lina Inverse, and the Flame girl.
The move Darick made was as quick as lighting. He reached out and cuffed the arrogant face of the man leaving him with only the pain and a bloody nose as any sign that he, Darick had done anything at all. "Respect your betters, Jarnios!" He growled at him. "Now tell us where you got that dagger!"
Jarnios, wiped the blood off his stunned face, Darick had hit him. Darick had hit him, after he did such a good job taking down Lina Inverse, and that girl form Flame. He should be promoted and given the girl as a gift. He sat there in a dumb silence not exactly knowing or understanding what had just happened. Finally he gave a dumb reply, "A group of local bandits had it. I heard of this and wanted it so I killed them all and took it."
"What did you use to injure these women?" Asked Darick, while silently praying that it had been the sword and not the dagger that had caused the injury's to the two women. He got up and absently walked to the edge of the table where the weapon's were and put his hand on the table. But his eye's never left the two uncurious women, mostly his eye's where on Varrie Just as Xellos's eyes were on Lina.
Jarnios caught the movement of Darick's eyes and followed the Umbra's gaze which rested on the Girl from flame. "No!" He thought as he saw where Darick was looking. "No!," In his out burst he stood up. "She's mine I claimed her!"
At first Xellos had been worried but as soon as he followed the gaze's of both men he understood. That idiot Jarnios thought he had claimed the girl and thought that Darick was trying to take away his prize. The situation was funny and he would have laughed had he not known the seriousness of it all. He picked up his staff which was sometimes used as his own personal staff of enlightenment.
As he saw Xellos pick up his staff to hit Jarnios over the head, Darick looked at him and silently told him not to. With a lightening fast movement he sized his whip off the table and cracked the whip onto Jarnios' left shoulder so hard that it forced him to sit down again. "Tell me what weapon you used!"
"I, I used the dagger." He stated in an angry daze. He was angry but couldn't do any thing to Darick as long as he had his whip. He was furious as he eyed Darick with contempt, before admiring the beauty of his 'prize'.
"You what!?!" Amethyst eyes shot open and blazed. Xellos's staff landed on Jarnios' head with a dull, but loud thud. "You idiot that dagger is cursed."
