Ok,first of all I have to say it again: I don't own Slayers or any of the characters(If I could only have Xelly-chan...Y.Y) Anyway thanks to you people who reviewed my story. I think there will only be one or two more chapters. This one's kinda depressing, though. So, here it goes...
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The next evening Alexander, Miles, and Lee reached the slanted cliff that over looked Hakune just as the sun was setting only to lay their eyes on a horrible sight: their village was in ruins. It looked as if it had been attacked. Buildings had been demolished, trees uprooted, and there were fires all over. The three priests looked in horror for a moment and then slid down the cliff, forgetting the path down, so that they could reach their home as fast as possible.
As they reached the edge of their village one of the priestesses who had ran up to them.
"Golden-Dragons-attacked us!" she said while gasping for air. "They wanted what was in the Ancient Temple. And we tried to stop them. It was horrible. We need help getting an injured people to the Priest-in-training housing building, making sure there's no one in any dangerous buildings, and putting the fires out."
The temple she mentioned had been in Hakune for nearly a millinia. A night of Cephield had built it on the island in the center of the village's Great Lake. It contained something very powerfull. And no one could enter the temple, it was sealed the the most powerful of holy magick. But the only person who knew what was inside the temple, besides for the night of Cephield had been murdered by a dark lord, he was the previous High Father of Hakune. The High Fathers lived forever, unless they were killed, of course. Who knew why the dragons wanted whatever was in the temple, they only knew that they had sworn to protect it with their lives. The Golden Dragons probably thought it would help them fight the mazoku, who were becoming an ever greater threat. It was now the begining of what would later be called The War of the Monsters Fall.
"Right," Miles and Lee said quickly and ran off into the village. Alexander started to follow but the priestess stopped him.
"No, Alexander" she said, looking at him sadly. "You need to come with me."
"Why?" he asked, looking worried, "I-I have to-"
"It's Willow," the priestess said, her eyes filling with tears. "She's been hurt. A dragon attacked her when she wouldn't tell him what he wanted to know."
"How bad?" Alexander said quietly. "I-is she going to be OK?"
"Really bad," the priestess responded, now with tears running silently down her cheeks. "Alex, she's not going to make it"
Alexander froze. He seemed to just stare back in disbelief.
"Alexander? Did you here me? Willow's not going to make it. But-but she wants to see you. I-I'm sorry."
"W-where is she?"Alexander whispered.
"The shelter."
Alexander walked with the priestess to the makeshift shelter. He entered Willow's room she was lying on the bed, her friend Jessica at her side. Jessica looked up when Alexander walked in. She stood and hugged ALexander on her way out, seeming unable to speak. Alexander nealt on the bed next to his dying best friend and love.
"I knew you would come, Alex," Willow said softly feebly, though her smile seemed the same as always. Alexander held her.
"I love you," he said. "I always have. I-I wanted to tell you when I got back."
"I know," Willow's eyes filled with tears. "And you did get to tell me. I love you, too."
"But, now... If I just hadn't waited. Why? I knew all along that I loved you," tears were running down Alexander's cheaks.
"Don't cry," Willow said but she was crying too.
"Please, please don't leave me, Willow," ALexander pleaded. "I can't do it with out you. I love you so much."
"You'll find someone else, Alex."
"How can you say that?"
"Because you're a great person. I want you to be happy," Willow smiled at him. "Promise me, you'll be happy. Promise me that you'll share what we had with someone else."
"Don't talk in past tense."
"I love you, never forget,"Willow whispered.
"I love you, too."
"Never be far from me, I'll never be far from you," Willow recited what was on the matching rings they both had, that one of their mutual friends had given them one Valentines Day, in attempt to get them together. Then she took her ing off and put it on a chain and put it around Alexander's neck. "Keep this to remember me. And when you find someone else you love, give it to her. Pass on the love we have. Promise me."
"I promise," Alexander choked. "I...Willow...I love you."
"Then, just hold me, 'kay?"Williw smiled at him one last time. He would never forget her smile. He held her as her breathing became more shallow and shorter each time. Until, finally, she whispered on last, "I love you," and then left him forever.
The rest of the night was a blurr to Alexander. He vaugley recalled helping restore order to Hakune before going to the island in the middle of Great Lake. He walked untill he reached the tree where he and Willow had carved "Alex + Willow Best Friends Forever." He screamed one long, loud scream and then fell to his knees crying. He pulled a dagger out of his bag and looked at it. His hands were trembling, but he steadied them long enough for the blade to cetch the moonlight and shine. He couldn't keep his promise. He couldn't live without Willow. Why was the world so cruel? Why had it taken Willow away from him? Alexander suddenly hated the whole world and everyone in it. He wanted to leave this world. He moaned and waited for his hands to stop shaking so badly. Finally he felt he could do it. This would end all the pain. This would make the constant screaming voices in his head fall silent...forever. He raised the dagger, to plunge it into his own heart-
"No," a calm voice said as someone's hand was wrapped around his and he looked up at Xellas' face. "This is not the way, my little heartbroken priest. You have lost what was once precious to you. And the whole in your heart has been filled with a deep hatred. You will make the perfect mazoku. I will take all your pain away."
"Not even you could do that," Alexander protested.
"Well then, at least let me nurish your hatred," Xellas smiled a suductively evil smile. "I will give you great power. You can avenge her death. You can wipe out the Golden Dragons-that dispicable, hypocritic, selfish race-entirely. Make them feel your pain. Let your hate take controll and I promise, in time, the pain will fade away into the background."
"Kill the Golden Dragons? All of them?" Alexander liked this idea, it played on his current emotions well. "What do I have to do."
"Become my priest. Come back to my castle. Let me kill you, make you a mazoku. Serve me. I will give you unimaginable power."
"All right," Alexander agreed. Xellas took his dagger out of his hand and pulled him to his feet. Then she wrapped her arms around him, he hugged her back and closed his eyes. She was happy to be back in his warm embrace. She knew he would make the perfect servant, now that he was cut loose of this world and only wished to witness its demise. She teleported them a thousand miles away to an island, impossible to reach unless its location was previously known.
When Alexander opened his eyes. He was in the middle of a forrest. Fog was thick around him and his new mistress. As she guided him through the forrest hundreds of wolves came up to them to see the new-comer. Xellas petted most of them and whispered things to some.
Finally they reached a clearing, where a great castle stood. Xellas turned to her new favorite play thing and whispered, "Now I will make you the perfect servant, Xelloss."
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OK, I know, that was sad, but I think the best(and sexiest) anime guys always have tragic pasts. Look at Inu Yasha or Aoshi, am I right? Anyway, there will be one more chapter after this one, hopefully. I'll probably only post it if I get some good reviews, I don't want to continue a crappy story. Plus, I'm very inseccure and like to have my ego stroked. ^ ^ Anyway, please review! *puppydog eyes*/O.O\