Chapter Five: Faith...The Discovery!!!
Amelia and Dareius appeared in a nice sized room. In the corner was a twin bed with a large, thick blanket and pillow. Beside the bed was a stand, a candle holder and a tin can containing candles. Up towards the ceiling on the wall was a window with bars on it allowing the dieing sun to shine through. The walls were white, decorated with painted roses. The carpet was grey with a large angel designed into the floor.
Amelia stared around, "This is my room? But I was expecting something less..."
Dareius looked at her and laughed, "Even if you are here just for the ressurection, you still need to be taken care of so your strength is at it's peak when we ressurect him."
"Who?"
"DeathFog..."
"You...mean...ONE OF THE DARK LORDS?!"
"Yes..."
"Can I ask you a question, Dareius?"
He nodded, "Of course."
"Are you happy here? With him? Xavior....I mean."
"Oh, well I wouldn't say happy, but I would say...I have no choice. If he dies, I die."
"He created you?"
He simply nodded and his expression saddened.
"I'm sorry...I would help you if I could..."
He shook his head, "You can't do anything, but still, I can dream. I have to go now Miss Amelia but, it's almost dark. Get some sleep and I'll see you tomorrow. Your night gown is on the bed."
She smiled at him, "Alright, I'll see you then. Thank you, Dareius, for everything"
He smiled back, "You're very welcome, Miss Amelia. Sweet dreams and sleep well. Good night." he whispered. He waved to her as he began to disappear.
Amelia sighed in exhaustion and walked to her bed. She changed into her nightgown and snuggled into the soft covers. Her last thoughts were of Zelgadis as her eyes became heavy and sleep overtook her.
Zelgadis sighed as he flipped through the books pages. This was the ninth book he'd been through that night and wasn't ready to give up yet. Just as he flipped the next page a knock came to his door, "Yes? Who is it?"
"It's me Zel, it's Lina." she said from behind the door.
"Come in, Lina." he said.
She stepped through the door in her nightclothes, tredded across the carpet and sat on a chair across from him, "Still up huh? How far did you get?"
"Not far." he sighed, "This is the ninth book I've looked at tonight."
"Look, I'm sorry I exploded before. You make me so mad sometimes is all."
"Lina, are you okay?" he looked at her strangely.
"What are you talking about?"
"You never come forth with your feelings."
"It's the new me." she laughed.
"Well maybe, but anyways do I upset you that much?"
"Yeah, sometimes. I mean I'd be fine if you'd cut back on the smart ass commments."
"I'm sorry, I'll try."
"Thanks, so I'm assuming when Amelia gets back you'll be purposing?"
He blushed an extremely dark shade of red, "W-WHAT? NO!"
Lina laughed, "Haha! Gotcha back!"
He laughed a little, "I guess. Well you look tired, you had better get to bed."
"I am, goodnight, Zel." she said getting up, "You'd better get to bed too."
"I will."
"G'night." she said closing the door behind her.
He turned back to his book and beagn to read again. He almost flipped the page when something caught his eye, "Premonitions and Dreams. He remembered Amelia's dream descprition and began to read. "Sometimes a person will have a dream that may or may not fortell something. These dreams that fortell are called "Preamonitions" although many people have them they often do not know how to respond to them. They may fortell a death, a birth, a dangerous situation, or something good about to happen.
Premonitions can also be visions. Like a flash of a possible past life or a future one. More common are the dreams though. The best way to deal with a premonition is to see a dream interpreter. Any one nearby who can tell what your dreams may mean..." He paused in his reading and thought for a moment. If he could find someone to interpret her dreams maybe there would be hope. He closed the book and then set it on a pile of books that may hold possible answers. He picked up another that had never caught his attention until he read the title, "Tracing Magic" his eyes widened and he began reading. Soon his eyelids were heavy. He sighed and gave into his physical needs as he slipped into his nightclothes and headed off to bed.
Amelia woke up to the sound of hooves trotting outside her little dwelling within the walls of the gardens. She quickly ran to her closet to see what they had given her to wear. She spotted a particular dress.
It was white with a rounded neckline. The sleeves belled out all the way to the wrist with a tight sleeve that v-ed onto her hand underneath them. Below her chest the dress was sewed so that it flared out down to her ankles. At the neck of the dress was a crystal embedded into the cloth.
She smiled, pulled it out of the closet, ran to her bathing room and pulled on the dress. When she looked at herself in the mirror she smiled. Her smiled was turned upside down as a figure phased into her room, "What?" she looked at him in the reflection with angry eyes.
He walked around her running his finger along her neck and collar bone, "White is most definately one of your colors." he smiled.
"What is this a bribe?" she asked anger raging inside her.
"I'm only trying to give you everything you want..."
"No matter what you give me it'll never be what I want."
"Oh, I see where you're going hahaha." he laughed.
"What are you talking about?"
He snapped his fingers and there, before her, stood Zelgadis, "Is this what you want?"
"Wha-What do you think...you're doing...?" she growled lowly clenching her fists.
"Simply this, Amelia..." the clone said grabbing her and planting a passionate kiss on her.
She pushed him away violently, "Get off! Your NOT Zelgadis and you will never be!"
He laughed, "No, He will never be Zelgadis but I assure you someday you'll see your
Zelgadis in death..." he said lowly.
She gritted her teeth, "Leave me alone you cruel Mazoku! Get out!"
"As you wish..." he smirked disappearing.
She screamed loudly throwing her fist against the wall. In an upset rage Amelia screamed again and fell down to the floor sobbing uncontrollably. She looked down, watching blood pour down her knuckles, she healed it with all her patience. She felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and looked up, "Did you see...anything?" she asked.
"I could hear but if I felt he was going to hurt you I would have known. But still, are you okay?" Darieus asked.
She nodded absently, "I will be. I think I need to sleep."
"Good, at least you're sleeping." he whispered. Before she could argue he picked her up and carried her to her bed.
"Darieus! What are you doing?!" she protested.
He laughed, "Putting you in bed."
She blushed "Oh."
"Yes. Well, get some sleep." he smiled and phased out.
She turned on her side and fell into a deep sleep.
Zelgadis woke up early in the morning, starting the spell immediately. He placed a ribbon Amelia had worn to bed the night before the ball, in a magic circle and sprinkled Eflstone powder around it. Above the circle hung a large mirror. Zelgadis closed his eyes and called upon hid shaminist powers, "Backwards in time, trace the footsteps of the one whom this property belonged to. Show me their location and status." he whispered.
Suddenly the mirror burst into light and faded into a picture. There upon a hilltop just outside the Millroad Woods stood a small brick shed. The mirror flashed inside to a secret door in the floor, then into another door which lead into a chamber where Amelia's sleeping figure could be seen in the bed. She turned on her side and faced the mirror.
Zelgadis frowned, "Hang in there, Amelia. I'll be there. I'll always be there, to protect you." He watched in slience as the picture faded away.
Amelia snapped awake, "Zelgadis?! Where are you?!" She looked around but found no one. With that in mind she undressed and put on a towel. She took all of her sorrow and pushed it aside as she ran her warm bathwater, whilst sinking into it. She felt more relaxed than she had when she first gotten to the wretched hell that was the small house he gave her. When her water finished running she leaned her head back against the wall and fell asleep.
Two hours passed when she had finally woken up. She brushed her hair and changed into a blue dress that looked like the one she had worn yesterday, except it was blue and instead of a crytsal there was a sapphire. She sighed, "When will he let me out? Why doesn't he just get it over with? He must be waiting for my friends to arrive, I can't think of anything else..."
"That's one reason I haven't begun, another is that I'm waiting for you to calm down. With you so tense how will I ever perform the ceremony?" Xavior smiled.
"If you wanted to say hi, you should have knocked!"
"Come now, Princess Amelia. Don't be so upset, I merely dropped by to see for myself how you were doing."
"Maybe when you come visit tomorrow I'll be dead!"
"Are you suggesting you'll commit suicide?"
"It's not impossible."
He shook his head, "You wouldn't do that."
"Do you think so?"
"Of course, I know so. Think about Zelgadis, Lina, Gourry, your father, you would always consider them before such a stupid and senseless act."
She frowned in anger. She knew he was right. Everything he'd said so far was right, "Get out! I want nothing to do with you!"
"Very well. I bid you, good-bye." he whispered, phasing out.
"At least he's gone..."she whispered looking out the window.
Zelgadis looked over his belongings. Everything was packed including the books that would come of use to him, "Now all I need to do is get-"
"A map?" a voice called from the doorway.
"Lina, Gourry, what are you-" he stuttered.
"Amelia's our friend too. We love her to, just as much as you do." then a strange look came over her face, "Well, not in the same way you do, but as much."
Zelgadis laughed, "And Philoniel?"
"He's staying but he told us he doesn't want to." Lina said.
"How did you find out?"
"Well, I was walking down the hallway and I saw a bright light coming from your room. When I peeked in...heh, well, you know, I saw everything." Lina smiled.
"Yeah, Zel. We're your friend too and we want to help you. Whether you want us to or not." Gourry winked with his sword slung over his shoulder.
Lina waved a piece of paper in her hand.
"What's that?" Zelgadis asked.
"A map." she smirked.
"Good. We'll leave tonight." he smiled picking up his belongings.
Lina nodded. She and Gourry packed their things and they headed out to save Amelia.
Amelia and Dareius appeared in a nice sized room. In the corner was a twin bed with a large, thick blanket and pillow. Beside the bed was a stand, a candle holder and a tin can containing candles. Up towards the ceiling on the wall was a window with bars on it allowing the dieing sun to shine through. The walls were white, decorated with painted roses. The carpet was grey with a large angel designed into the floor.
Amelia stared around, "This is my room? But I was expecting something less..."
Dareius looked at her and laughed, "Even if you are here just for the ressurection, you still need to be taken care of so your strength is at it's peak when we ressurect him."
"Who?"
"DeathFog..."
"You...mean...ONE OF THE DARK LORDS?!"
"Yes..."
"Can I ask you a question, Dareius?"
He nodded, "Of course."
"Are you happy here? With him? Xavior....I mean."
"Oh, well I wouldn't say happy, but I would say...I have no choice. If he dies, I die."
"He created you?"
He simply nodded and his expression saddened.
"I'm sorry...I would help you if I could..."
He shook his head, "You can't do anything, but still, I can dream. I have to go now Miss Amelia but, it's almost dark. Get some sleep and I'll see you tomorrow. Your night gown is on the bed."
She smiled at him, "Alright, I'll see you then. Thank you, Dareius, for everything"
He smiled back, "You're very welcome, Miss Amelia. Sweet dreams and sleep well. Good night." he whispered. He waved to her as he began to disappear.
Amelia sighed in exhaustion and walked to her bed. She changed into her nightgown and snuggled into the soft covers. Her last thoughts were of Zelgadis as her eyes became heavy and sleep overtook her.
Zelgadis sighed as he flipped through the books pages. This was the ninth book he'd been through that night and wasn't ready to give up yet. Just as he flipped the next page a knock came to his door, "Yes? Who is it?"
"It's me Zel, it's Lina." she said from behind the door.
"Come in, Lina." he said.
She stepped through the door in her nightclothes, tredded across the carpet and sat on a chair across from him, "Still up huh? How far did you get?"
"Not far." he sighed, "This is the ninth book I've looked at tonight."
"Look, I'm sorry I exploded before. You make me so mad sometimes is all."
"Lina, are you okay?" he looked at her strangely.
"What are you talking about?"
"You never come forth with your feelings."
"It's the new me." she laughed.
"Well maybe, but anyways do I upset you that much?"
"Yeah, sometimes. I mean I'd be fine if you'd cut back on the smart ass commments."
"I'm sorry, I'll try."
"Thanks, so I'm assuming when Amelia gets back you'll be purposing?"
He blushed an extremely dark shade of red, "W-WHAT? NO!"
Lina laughed, "Haha! Gotcha back!"
He laughed a little, "I guess. Well you look tired, you had better get to bed."
"I am, goodnight, Zel." she said getting up, "You'd better get to bed too."
"I will."
"G'night." she said closing the door behind her.
He turned back to his book and beagn to read again. He almost flipped the page when something caught his eye, "Premonitions and Dreams. He remembered Amelia's dream descprition and began to read. "Sometimes a person will have a dream that may or may not fortell something. These dreams that fortell are called "Preamonitions" although many people have them they often do not know how to respond to them. They may fortell a death, a birth, a dangerous situation, or something good about to happen.
Premonitions can also be visions. Like a flash of a possible past life or a future one. More common are the dreams though. The best way to deal with a premonition is to see a dream interpreter. Any one nearby who can tell what your dreams may mean..." He paused in his reading and thought for a moment. If he could find someone to interpret her dreams maybe there would be hope. He closed the book and then set it on a pile of books that may hold possible answers. He picked up another that had never caught his attention until he read the title, "Tracing Magic" his eyes widened and he began reading. Soon his eyelids were heavy. He sighed and gave into his physical needs as he slipped into his nightclothes and headed off to bed.
Amelia woke up to the sound of hooves trotting outside her little dwelling within the walls of the gardens. She quickly ran to her closet to see what they had given her to wear. She spotted a particular dress.
It was white with a rounded neckline. The sleeves belled out all the way to the wrist with a tight sleeve that v-ed onto her hand underneath them. Below her chest the dress was sewed so that it flared out down to her ankles. At the neck of the dress was a crystal embedded into the cloth.
She smiled, pulled it out of the closet, ran to her bathing room and pulled on the dress. When she looked at herself in the mirror she smiled. Her smiled was turned upside down as a figure phased into her room, "What?" she looked at him in the reflection with angry eyes.
He walked around her running his finger along her neck and collar bone, "White is most definately one of your colors." he smiled.
"What is this a bribe?" she asked anger raging inside her.
"I'm only trying to give you everything you want..."
"No matter what you give me it'll never be what I want."
"Oh, I see where you're going hahaha." he laughed.
"What are you talking about?"
He snapped his fingers and there, before her, stood Zelgadis, "Is this what you want?"
"Wha-What do you think...you're doing...?" she growled lowly clenching her fists.
"Simply this, Amelia..." the clone said grabbing her and planting a passionate kiss on her.
She pushed him away violently, "Get off! Your NOT Zelgadis and you will never be!"
He laughed, "No, He will never be Zelgadis but I assure you someday you'll see your
Zelgadis in death..." he said lowly.
She gritted her teeth, "Leave me alone you cruel Mazoku! Get out!"
"As you wish..." he smirked disappearing.
She screamed loudly throwing her fist against the wall. In an upset rage Amelia screamed again and fell down to the floor sobbing uncontrollably. She looked down, watching blood pour down her knuckles, she healed it with all her patience. She felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and looked up, "Did you see...anything?" she asked.
"I could hear but if I felt he was going to hurt you I would have known. But still, are you okay?" Darieus asked.
She nodded absently, "I will be. I think I need to sleep."
"Good, at least you're sleeping." he whispered. Before she could argue he picked her up and carried her to her bed.
"Darieus! What are you doing?!" she protested.
He laughed, "Putting you in bed."
She blushed "Oh."
"Yes. Well, get some sleep." he smiled and phased out.
She turned on her side and fell into a deep sleep.
Zelgadis woke up early in the morning, starting the spell immediately. He placed a ribbon Amelia had worn to bed the night before the ball, in a magic circle and sprinkled Eflstone powder around it. Above the circle hung a large mirror. Zelgadis closed his eyes and called upon hid shaminist powers, "Backwards in time, trace the footsteps of the one whom this property belonged to. Show me their location and status." he whispered.
Suddenly the mirror burst into light and faded into a picture. There upon a hilltop just outside the Millroad Woods stood a small brick shed. The mirror flashed inside to a secret door in the floor, then into another door which lead into a chamber where Amelia's sleeping figure could be seen in the bed. She turned on her side and faced the mirror.
Zelgadis frowned, "Hang in there, Amelia. I'll be there. I'll always be there, to protect you." He watched in slience as the picture faded away.
Amelia snapped awake, "Zelgadis?! Where are you?!" She looked around but found no one. With that in mind she undressed and put on a towel. She took all of her sorrow and pushed it aside as she ran her warm bathwater, whilst sinking into it. She felt more relaxed than she had when she first gotten to the wretched hell that was the small house he gave her. When her water finished running she leaned her head back against the wall and fell asleep.
Two hours passed when she had finally woken up. She brushed her hair and changed into a blue dress that looked like the one she had worn yesterday, except it was blue and instead of a crytsal there was a sapphire. She sighed, "When will he let me out? Why doesn't he just get it over with? He must be waiting for my friends to arrive, I can't think of anything else..."
"That's one reason I haven't begun, another is that I'm waiting for you to calm down. With you so tense how will I ever perform the ceremony?" Xavior smiled.
"If you wanted to say hi, you should have knocked!"
"Come now, Princess Amelia. Don't be so upset, I merely dropped by to see for myself how you were doing."
"Maybe when you come visit tomorrow I'll be dead!"
"Are you suggesting you'll commit suicide?"
"It's not impossible."
He shook his head, "You wouldn't do that."
"Do you think so?"
"Of course, I know so. Think about Zelgadis, Lina, Gourry, your father, you would always consider them before such a stupid and senseless act."
She frowned in anger. She knew he was right. Everything he'd said so far was right, "Get out! I want nothing to do with you!"
"Very well. I bid you, good-bye." he whispered, phasing out.
"At least he's gone..."she whispered looking out the window.
Zelgadis looked over his belongings. Everything was packed including the books that would come of use to him, "Now all I need to do is get-"
"A map?" a voice called from the doorway.
"Lina, Gourry, what are you-" he stuttered.
"Amelia's our friend too. We love her to, just as much as you do." then a strange look came over her face, "Well, not in the same way you do, but as much."
Zelgadis laughed, "And Philoniel?"
"He's staying but he told us he doesn't want to." Lina said.
"How did you find out?"
"Well, I was walking down the hallway and I saw a bright light coming from your room. When I peeked in...heh, well, you know, I saw everything." Lina smiled.
"Yeah, Zel. We're your friend too and we want to help you. Whether you want us to or not." Gourry winked with his sword slung over his shoulder.
Lina waved a piece of paper in her hand.
"What's that?" Zelgadis asked.
"A map." she smirked.
"Good. We'll leave tonight." he smiled picking up his belongings.
Lina nodded. She and Gourry packed their things and they headed out to save Amelia.