To this day, I have to wonder what Gaav's feelings for me were. It has only
been a year since his death, and I have long since discovered who killed
him, and the people involved in doing so. Hell master, who was dead, and
Lina Inverse, who was alive and well. Should I take my revenge on her? Is
that what Gaav would have done for me, or wanted even?
Here I lay on the floor of my new domain, these thoughts running through my head. By now, I had even met the notorious Lina Inverse, who had single handedly managed to destroy Shabranigdo and the Hell master. (So the rumors say)
Closing my eyes, I can see Gaav's face, and I know he is here with me, somehow. I only wish he could tell me what to do. Was my plan right? Was what I was doing right? Gaav always knew what to do.
Sudden warmth wrapped about me, and I could swear it was Gaav's arms. I let the warmth envelop me, and pretended it really was Gaav who held me, whispering kind words into my ear, lulling me asleep. I would have my thoughts sorted by morning, or at least I hoped.
"Sleeping on the floor, Val-Gaav? You're so barbaric you can't seem to handle the concept of a bed," a high voice said, echoing from the corners of the caves. I threw myself onto my feet, gazing around angrily. I knew that voice better than anyone's.
While Gaav was still alive, the Trickster Priest and I had a few encounters, and more often than not turned into a duel of strength, wits and power, yet neither of us ever seemed to win or loose.
"Xelloss, how dare you come here?!" I shrieked. "Show your miserable face, demon!"
I began to panic, my anger coming to the highest pique.
From the corner of my eye I saw a tall dark shadow, and acted before I could even turn to clearly see it. The figure vanished as my hand passed right through where his gut would be, leaving me stumbling blindly forward. I felt a sudden pain in my back, and fell forward, hitting the cave's floor with a loud thud, particles of dust settling about my figure. I spun about, and sat with the Trickster smiling down at me.
"I have come to tie up loose ends, dear Val," He canted his head to the side, his violet hair falling with his face, covering one eye. A smirk spread across his face as he gazed down at me, and he looked as if he had finally caught a long desired prey.
"Gaav is dead, Xelloss. So leave here before I tear you to shreds. Let Gaav's memory be in peace,"
The trickster shook his head warily, and sighed, wagging his finger at me.
"Gaav was quite troublesome, and the monster race prefers To have any bit of his existence eliminated!"
"TAKE THAT BACK!" I jumped and shrieked, lashing out with a bolt of energy and my claws. Of course, he dodged with one single fluid movement, as he faded out of existence and back into it again. He reappeared at my side, and used the end of his staff to shove into my side, sending me falling to the ground, crying out in pain.
"You seem to have lost your touch," he sighed gently. I gazed up at him, and he had an almost sad expression painted across his features.
"And you have lost your class," I grumbled, eyeing the Mazoku suspiciously.
"So you have come to kill me I take it? Fine. Go ahead and do it. I want to die," I said as I pulled my knees to my chest, and closed my eyes, waiting for the final blow.
"I haven't necessarily come to kill you, Val-Gaav. I have come to make you an offer," The Trickster said, gazing down upon me like vermin.
"If you the Mazoku race, there will have to be no bloodshed. I said I came here to tie up loose ends, I did not necessarily mean kill you. But think about it Val-Gaav. There are so many useless Mazoku out there, and we could use another one as powerful as you. We would even help you take revenge your revenge for Gaav. Wouldn't that be nice?" He said, and stood, his shadow blazing down upon me. I glanced up at him.
"Why did you not give Gaav this sort of choice?" I shouted through bared fangs.
"Gaav was a nuisance, and refused the offer. Remember, Little Val. You were not always around, and you don't necessarily know what happened with Gaav,"
I felt my heart skip a few beats. I sunk a little lower, staring at the ground. This only seemed to make me think f how short of a time I was actually with Gaav, how he was always defending himself and me. He was gone all of the time to protect and survive. I couldn't help but let a tear fall from the corner of my eye, trailing down my face, leaving a small wet streak. I heard the heavy fabric of Xelloss' cape rustle a little as he knelt to face me at my level. I felt a gentle, cold touch against my face, and the wetness from the tear was gone. I saw the trickster there, his eyes open, looking full of compassion and understanding. What was he trying to pull by acting like he cared? He was trying to pull me into his little trap, I was sure of it!
"I'll come back later. I'll let you think over everything, and return and hope you have an answer," He began to say as he flickered from existence, leaving me alone to my thoughts.
Should I join the Mazoku race? I wanted to take revenge on Gaav, but I would join with the race who despised his very name in the first place. Would Gaav have done that? Or would he have remained strong and stood his ground. The answer was already clear before I could answer it myself. Gaav was like an old tree, who had never moved and stayed in the same place, becoming wiser in his ways as the years went on. He witnessed things from his spot that no one else could ever witness.
So it was clear. I would not joint he monster race, and simply kill the sorceress of my own accord. I smiled and stood, looking about my cave. It was time to go find myself some allies.
(Okay tell me what you all think. I have no idea what should happen or if this is a good place to stop! Review, please!)
Here I lay on the floor of my new domain, these thoughts running through my head. By now, I had even met the notorious Lina Inverse, who had single handedly managed to destroy Shabranigdo and the Hell master. (So the rumors say)
Closing my eyes, I can see Gaav's face, and I know he is here with me, somehow. I only wish he could tell me what to do. Was my plan right? Was what I was doing right? Gaav always knew what to do.
Sudden warmth wrapped about me, and I could swear it was Gaav's arms. I let the warmth envelop me, and pretended it really was Gaav who held me, whispering kind words into my ear, lulling me asleep. I would have my thoughts sorted by morning, or at least I hoped.
"Sleeping on the floor, Val-Gaav? You're so barbaric you can't seem to handle the concept of a bed," a high voice said, echoing from the corners of the caves. I threw myself onto my feet, gazing around angrily. I knew that voice better than anyone's.
While Gaav was still alive, the Trickster Priest and I had a few encounters, and more often than not turned into a duel of strength, wits and power, yet neither of us ever seemed to win or loose.
"Xelloss, how dare you come here?!" I shrieked. "Show your miserable face, demon!"
I began to panic, my anger coming to the highest pique.
From the corner of my eye I saw a tall dark shadow, and acted before I could even turn to clearly see it. The figure vanished as my hand passed right through where his gut would be, leaving me stumbling blindly forward. I felt a sudden pain in my back, and fell forward, hitting the cave's floor with a loud thud, particles of dust settling about my figure. I spun about, and sat with the Trickster smiling down at me.
"I have come to tie up loose ends, dear Val," He canted his head to the side, his violet hair falling with his face, covering one eye. A smirk spread across his face as he gazed down at me, and he looked as if he had finally caught a long desired prey.
"Gaav is dead, Xelloss. So leave here before I tear you to shreds. Let Gaav's memory be in peace,"
The trickster shook his head warily, and sighed, wagging his finger at me.
"Gaav was quite troublesome, and the monster race prefers To have any bit of his existence eliminated!"
"TAKE THAT BACK!" I jumped and shrieked, lashing out with a bolt of energy and my claws. Of course, he dodged with one single fluid movement, as he faded out of existence and back into it again. He reappeared at my side, and used the end of his staff to shove into my side, sending me falling to the ground, crying out in pain.
"You seem to have lost your touch," he sighed gently. I gazed up at him, and he had an almost sad expression painted across his features.
"And you have lost your class," I grumbled, eyeing the Mazoku suspiciously.
"So you have come to kill me I take it? Fine. Go ahead and do it. I want to die," I said as I pulled my knees to my chest, and closed my eyes, waiting for the final blow.
"I haven't necessarily come to kill you, Val-Gaav. I have come to make you an offer," The Trickster said, gazing down upon me like vermin.
"If you the Mazoku race, there will have to be no bloodshed. I said I came here to tie up loose ends, I did not necessarily mean kill you. But think about it Val-Gaav. There are so many useless Mazoku out there, and we could use another one as powerful as you. We would even help you take revenge your revenge for Gaav. Wouldn't that be nice?" He said, and stood, his shadow blazing down upon me. I glanced up at him.
"Why did you not give Gaav this sort of choice?" I shouted through bared fangs.
"Gaav was a nuisance, and refused the offer. Remember, Little Val. You were not always around, and you don't necessarily know what happened with Gaav,"
I felt my heart skip a few beats. I sunk a little lower, staring at the ground. This only seemed to make me think f how short of a time I was actually with Gaav, how he was always defending himself and me. He was gone all of the time to protect and survive. I couldn't help but let a tear fall from the corner of my eye, trailing down my face, leaving a small wet streak. I heard the heavy fabric of Xelloss' cape rustle a little as he knelt to face me at my level. I felt a gentle, cold touch against my face, and the wetness from the tear was gone. I saw the trickster there, his eyes open, looking full of compassion and understanding. What was he trying to pull by acting like he cared? He was trying to pull me into his little trap, I was sure of it!
"I'll come back later. I'll let you think over everything, and return and hope you have an answer," He began to say as he flickered from existence, leaving me alone to my thoughts.
Should I join the Mazoku race? I wanted to take revenge on Gaav, but I would join with the race who despised his very name in the first place. Would Gaav have done that? Or would he have remained strong and stood his ground. The answer was already clear before I could answer it myself. Gaav was like an old tree, who had never moved and stayed in the same place, becoming wiser in his ways as the years went on. He witnessed things from his spot that no one else could ever witness.
So it was clear. I would not joint he monster race, and simply kill the sorceress of my own accord. I smiled and stood, looking about my cave. It was time to go find myself some allies.
(Okay tell me what you all think. I have no idea what should happen or if this is a good place to stop! Review, please!)