Slayers The Wedding Of Miss Lulu By ZelgadisGreywood@chez-vrolet.net Disclaimer: I don't own Slayers. I couldn't afford Lina. ------------------------ -Chapter 4-

"I'd miss him!" Amelia cried out as she rushed in followed by Lina and Gourry.

"So would I!" Gourry joined in.

"Zelgadis is a pain in the ass sometimes," Lina "But he is our friend, and he's coming with us."

"Arginald," the woman called down to her son. "Someone is trying to kidnap your bride!"

The man who'd ridden off with Zelgadis ran up the stairs, his sword drawn.

"Begone, foul scum!" he called.

"Hey," Gourry drew his own sword. "Nobody talks to Lina that way! Let our friend go."

Arginald lashed out and Gourry parried.

"The chimera is to be my wife," Arginald said, his voice giving those present the clear understanding that this was a man who got what he wanted. "I shall use him for a while, until his body dies of the strain. Then, I will find a new one."

"In the name of Justice and for the sake of true love, which you mock, I, Amelia the Beautiful, shall save the pure-hearted Chimera Zelgadis!"

Amelia ran into the chamber where Zelgadis was being kept.

"Mr. Zelgadis," she said, her eyes going wide and wobbly. "What a beautiful wedding gown!"

Zelgadis glared at her, crossly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zelgadis," Amelia told him. "I'll save you!"

She tried to cast a fireball, but nothing happened.

"He put an anti-magic field around the house," Zelgadis explained. "To keep the chimeras he imprisoned at bay."

"There's got to be something we can ... wait, I got it! I'll be right back."

Amelia raced downstairs to the room where the wedding was to be held.

"Which of you was to be responsible for performing this farce of a wedding?" She demanded, her fists clenched, her eyes blazing with the light of justice.

Several hands pointed to the man hired to perform the ceremony.

"Are you actually qualified to perform weddings?" Amelia asked him.

Feebly, the old man nodded.

*****

Gourry and Arginald continued to battle, swords clashing as each tried to obtain the upper hand.

Soon, rather inevitably really, Gourry tripped on the rug and went down.

Arginald turned and headed for the chamber where Zelgadis was being kept.

Lina ran over to Gourry. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine," Gourry smiled. "I landed on my head."

Lina nodded, then ran after Arginald. Gourry got to his feet and followed.

*****

"You may kiss the bride," Lina heard from the corridor.

"Oh no," she gasped, "we're too late." She paused to catch her breath. Then, with an air of defeat, she openned the door.

Her eyes went wide in astonishment at the spectacle before her.

Arginald was lying flat on his face, having apparently tripped over a long ribbon that was stretched across the floor.

Zelgadis had the bedsheets wrapped about him like a shroud, and the wedding gown was now being worn by Amelia, whom Zelgadis was kissing.

Arginald got to his feet, and stared at the tableau before him.

"No!" he shouted, rushing at the young couple. "The chimera is mine! All chimeras are mine!"

And the priest, who had grown weary of performing the abusive marriages this man so often demanded, put his foot out in Arginald's path.

Arginald flew haphazardly across the room, out the window, and landed in the mud outside, much to the amusement of the local children, who laughed heartily at the cruel man's misfortune.

(tbc...)