A.N.
Lyala- I'm not allowed to post lemons on ff.net, but later in the story *much later*, or maybe as a sequel, I will write a lemon, *or try*, and whoever wants to read it, can email me. I've never done it before.
Rune-Rune- Thanks! I will have Xelloss be a bit less OOC, but remember, not much of the story is done. So far it has just been the two of them, and when more people are around, he will act more like the Trickster Priest he is.
Also, he doesn't just give up information for nothing, only when he thinks it will help the situation. Amelia needed someone to trust. His motivation will be known later in the story. So far, even I don't know all his motivations. The story is its own; I'm just along for the ride.
A.N. 2 - This is much much later when I started working on this fic again. I have to admit that I am not much of a fanfiction writer. I can get it out, but I get distracted and lose interest fast. I'd rather spend my days sleeping, eating, and reading, than write fanfiction, because I only am able to write late at night, and it is painful for me to stay up that late. The next day I'll be sick.
But now, all of this scary stuff going on, war, and everything, I feel like I have an obligation to write this fic, to make you guys happy and give you something to do to take your mind off all the painful stuff going on.
I am a true pacifist at heart, more so than even Prince Phil is. I can't stand to turn on the news and see people are getting hurt. But I am only a Junior in high school, and there is really nothing I can do.
I feel hurt for the people who have family members out there fighting, and I hurt for the people in Iraq that are fighting because they have to, and are watching their homes be destroyed around them. I hurt most of all for the children that don't understand why their daddy's are going away. Those innocent children don't understand the concept of war, and they won't understand it if their fathers never come back.
I hope that this fanfiction, and all the other fanfictions you read, help take your mind off this. No matter what nationality you are, and what your beliefs are, I hope you believe me when I say all I want is for no one to get hurt, even though that may not be possible.
And no matter what religion you are, you are in my prayers, although you'll have to excuse the fact I'm not a super religious person. Please, be safe and happy.
And now to the fic.
Suffering Injustice
Chapter Three
The world started to spin, and flip, and distort around Amelia. She grasped Xelloss shirt tightly, not letting go for fear for her life. She didn't really want to be torn apart by an astral mistake, or be stuck in this place forever.
As she got dizzy, she closed her eyes and hid in Xelloss cloak. As nauseous waves passed over her, she concentrated on regaining inner balance.
"We're here," Xelloss cheerful voice said. It seemed fainter than usual. Amelia looked up at Xelloss, to see he was paler than usual, and his open eyes were slightly unfocused.
"One hundred miles in ten seconds; not bad, ne?" he said, smiling. The area around them had changed, and instead of being in a multi-populated forest, it was entirely pine.
Xelloss sat down on a fallen log, near a spring.
"Now if you'll just give me a few minutes," he said, closing his eyes, and leaning back on the pine tree behind him.
"Of course," Amelia said, looking at him closely. There seemed to be strain lines on his face that hadn't been there before.
"You lost more than your astral energy, didn't you?" she asked suddenly. Xelloss winced at her sharp tone of voice.
"Hai... I'm about as strong as a human with no magic, and I'll be like that way for at least and hour," Xelloss admitted. "It will come back slowly after that."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Amelia asked accusingly.
"I didn't want you to worry." Xelloss trailed off.
"Of course I'd worry! You've been my friend for several years now!" She snapped. Her eyes softened though, as she saw how weak he seemed to be. "You think you can walk now Xel?
Xelloss smiled at the pet name. "I think so," he said, getting up stiffly. "I've never been in this condition before though."
Amelia rushed over to help him up. "You can lean on me until you get your bearing," she said.
He put his arm around her shoulder, basking in the extra strength she put out. "...arigato.." he whispered quietly, almost afraid she'd hear.
They walked along a well worn path, and as the hours passed, the sun crept slowly across the sky.
"I think I'm alright now," Xelloss said suddenly, breaking the long uncomfortable silence. The truth was that he was okay a long while back, but had not bothered to tell her until now. He stood up and stretched on his own.
Amelia rubbed her sore shoulder. 'Finally,' she thought. But still.. she liked his close presence.
"It shouldn't be too long until we get to a decent sized village," Xelloss mentioned. He nodded wisely, glad he picked a place so close to a village.
"I'll have to pick up some supplies there... but what to do about money?" Amelia muttered. "I think we could check and see there were any bounties about, although that is a rather unorthodox method."
Xelloss nodded, but his mind was distracted. He fretted over the fact that he had many enemies, and he didn't want to run into any in this state.
A twig broke behind them, and Xelloss turned to see several ogres and monsters, with the mark of Dynast on them, along with one mazoku general. "Great I jinxed myself.." he grumbled, and poked Amelia, who was staring at them wide eyed.
At that single poke, everything broke into action.
A.N. AUGH! What did I do~! Now I'll have to research! How did it come to this.. it was just supposed to be an angsty romance.. You'll have to give me a bit to find out more about Dynast and Sherra, but it won't be as long as it took this update. I can't get online tonight so it will be a few days.
Lyala- I'm not allowed to post lemons on ff.net, but later in the story *much later*, or maybe as a sequel, I will write a lemon, *or try*, and whoever wants to read it, can email me. I've never done it before.
Rune-Rune- Thanks! I will have Xelloss be a bit less OOC, but remember, not much of the story is done. So far it has just been the two of them, and when more people are around, he will act more like the Trickster Priest he is.
Also, he doesn't just give up information for nothing, only when he thinks it will help the situation. Amelia needed someone to trust. His motivation will be known later in the story. So far, even I don't know all his motivations. The story is its own; I'm just along for the ride.
A.N. 2 - This is much much later when I started working on this fic again. I have to admit that I am not much of a fanfiction writer. I can get it out, but I get distracted and lose interest fast. I'd rather spend my days sleeping, eating, and reading, than write fanfiction, because I only am able to write late at night, and it is painful for me to stay up that late. The next day I'll be sick.
But now, all of this scary stuff going on, war, and everything, I feel like I have an obligation to write this fic, to make you guys happy and give you something to do to take your mind off all the painful stuff going on.
I am a true pacifist at heart, more so than even Prince Phil is. I can't stand to turn on the news and see people are getting hurt. But I am only a Junior in high school, and there is really nothing I can do.
I feel hurt for the people who have family members out there fighting, and I hurt for the people in Iraq that are fighting because they have to, and are watching their homes be destroyed around them. I hurt most of all for the children that don't understand why their daddy's are going away. Those innocent children don't understand the concept of war, and they won't understand it if their fathers never come back.
I hope that this fanfiction, and all the other fanfictions you read, help take your mind off this. No matter what nationality you are, and what your beliefs are, I hope you believe me when I say all I want is for no one to get hurt, even though that may not be possible.
And no matter what religion you are, you are in my prayers, although you'll have to excuse the fact I'm not a super religious person. Please, be safe and happy.
And now to the fic.
Suffering Injustice
Chapter Three
The world started to spin, and flip, and distort around Amelia. She grasped Xelloss shirt tightly, not letting go for fear for her life. She didn't really want to be torn apart by an astral mistake, or be stuck in this place forever.
As she got dizzy, she closed her eyes and hid in Xelloss cloak. As nauseous waves passed over her, she concentrated on regaining inner balance.
"We're here," Xelloss cheerful voice said. It seemed fainter than usual. Amelia looked up at Xelloss, to see he was paler than usual, and his open eyes were slightly unfocused.
"One hundred miles in ten seconds; not bad, ne?" he said, smiling. The area around them had changed, and instead of being in a multi-populated forest, it was entirely pine.
Xelloss sat down on a fallen log, near a spring.
"Now if you'll just give me a few minutes," he said, closing his eyes, and leaning back on the pine tree behind him.
"Of course," Amelia said, looking at him closely. There seemed to be strain lines on his face that hadn't been there before.
"You lost more than your astral energy, didn't you?" she asked suddenly. Xelloss winced at her sharp tone of voice.
"Hai... I'm about as strong as a human with no magic, and I'll be like that way for at least and hour," Xelloss admitted. "It will come back slowly after that."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Amelia asked accusingly.
"I didn't want you to worry." Xelloss trailed off.
"Of course I'd worry! You've been my friend for several years now!" She snapped. Her eyes softened though, as she saw how weak he seemed to be. "You think you can walk now Xel?
Xelloss smiled at the pet name. "I think so," he said, getting up stiffly. "I've never been in this condition before though."
Amelia rushed over to help him up. "You can lean on me until you get your bearing," she said.
He put his arm around her shoulder, basking in the extra strength she put out. "...arigato.." he whispered quietly, almost afraid she'd hear.
They walked along a well worn path, and as the hours passed, the sun crept slowly across the sky.
"I think I'm alright now," Xelloss said suddenly, breaking the long uncomfortable silence. The truth was that he was okay a long while back, but had not bothered to tell her until now. He stood up and stretched on his own.
Amelia rubbed her sore shoulder. 'Finally,' she thought. But still.. she liked his close presence.
"It shouldn't be too long until we get to a decent sized village," Xelloss mentioned. He nodded wisely, glad he picked a place so close to a village.
"I'll have to pick up some supplies there... but what to do about money?" Amelia muttered. "I think we could check and see there were any bounties about, although that is a rather unorthodox method."
Xelloss nodded, but his mind was distracted. He fretted over the fact that he had many enemies, and he didn't want to run into any in this state.
A twig broke behind them, and Xelloss turned to see several ogres and monsters, with the mark of Dynast on them, along with one mazoku general. "Great I jinxed myself.." he grumbled, and poked Amelia, who was staring at them wide eyed.
At that single poke, everything broke into action.
A.N. AUGH! What did I do~! Now I'll have to research! How did it come to this.. it was just supposed to be an angsty romance.. You'll have to give me a bit to find out more about Dynast and Sherra, but it won't be as long as it took this update. I can't get online tonight so it will be a few days.