Diana-sama
Slayers: Fallen Angel
Dis: I dun un SL or Evanescence.
Sum: Zel is traveling alone, searching for his cure as always, when a "fallen angel" comes into his life and pulls the gang back together in order to save the world and an angel's wings. Z/OC L/G X/OC
----- 3. And It's All Over Now -----
My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him. "Y-you're the one... I saw in my memories..." I shakily breathed.
Rhian nodded and his eyes and smile softened. "Good, you do remember me," he said with relief, gently hugging me. My eyes widened even more. "I'm glad I found you so quickly. The gods are not happy that you got away. Luckily, they don't know that we were such good friends as children."
"W-we were?"
He stopped hugging me and stepped back a little, looking worried and sad. "I... see. Your memories truly have been locked away. But you are slowly regaining them?"
I nodded a little, then remembered the warning Xellos had told us. "Do you know my name, then?" I asked eagerly. "If we were such good friends, then you would surely be able to remember my name!"
He sighed, averting his glowing green eyes. "I am under oath to the gods," he reluctantly told me. "I cannot reveal your truth-name."
My face fell, and I saw he really wanted to tell me. I sighed. "Well, Xellos told me that I can't survive for very long without my name. Do you know anyone who isn't under the gods' power, who knows my name?"
"Who's Xellos?" he asked suspiciously.
I tried not to chuckle at the obvious protectiveness in his voice. "He is the companion of the one who saved me when I fell," I shrugged. "A strange man, with purple eyes and a trickster's face. He was a part of one of my dreams..."
"Y-you're... dreaming... of a man?" he said slowly, his voice catching in his throat frequently.
"Not like that!" I moaned. "I have prophetic dreams, of the future. He was one of the people I dreamed about, and I gave him the prophecy."
"Oh," he said with hidden relief. "Hm... who was the one who saved you? I ought to thank them, I suppose."
I smiled softly. "His name is Zelgadis. He has a strange curse, which has changed his form from human to... something else. He's very frustrated with his form, however, so I don't ask."
Rhian raised an eyebrow. "What could he have done to be cursed?"
"He seems too nice to be a bad person," I told Rhian. "He saved me, cleaned my wounds, gave me food, and offered to help me."
"Mm-hmm," Rhian growled dryly.
I gave him a scolding face. "Don't say anything about it, though," I warned him seriously. "He's my savior, and my guide. Don't be rude."
"Right, right, I know," Rhian shrugged my warning off.
"ANGEL! ANGEL!! Angel, where are you!?"
I gasped, turning back towards the sound of Zelgadis' worried voice, back where the village as. "Oh, Zelgadis! Quick, I need to get back!" I told Rhian.
Rhian sighed. "Alright, get on."
I blushed a light pink as I clambered onto his back, a little worried that I would ride so badly he'd be hurt or would yell at me or something. But, as he galloped off toward the village, I found myself leaning forward and moving with his rhythm, as though... I'd done it before. Many times... but... I never--
"Rhian, let's go for a ride! It's so hot out, can you gallop really fast to make it windy?" the little girl from before asked with a giggle.
The younger Rhian grinned. "Sure! But this time, try not to fall off, and move with me."
My younger self climbed onto his back and he galloped off through the forest from before, both children laughing giddily as they sped past trees and other animals.
"Rhian, am I riding right?" the little me asked breathlessly, her hair flying in the wind.
He nodded as he switched onto a deer trail and ran through that. "Yeah, you're much better! Just feel yourself becoming the wind," he breathed, panting as he continued his high-speed gallop.
"This is so much fun!" she laughed. "I want to be able to do something as wondrous as this someday... like flying. Wouldn't that be great? I'd race you and beat you!"
"You couldn't beat me if you even did have wings!" Rhian laughed.
"We'll find that out when I do get them, then!"
"Okay, it's a deal."
"Wheeee!!"
"There you are!"
I blinked, panting a little as I was spun back into the present. Rhian slowed down and finally stopped to stand in front of Zelgadis, who had been using his magic to fly.
"Who's that?" both men asked in unison.
I giggled and slid off Rhian's back. "Rhian, this is Zelgadis, the one who saved me. Zelgadis, this is Rhian. I think he's a childhood friend, but he's also under oath with the gods."
Zelgadis frowned at him suspiciously.
"Did you find her?" Xellos asked, suddenly appearing next to Zelgadis. He saw me and grinned. "I guess so! And who is this, Angel?"
"This is Rhian. Rhian, this is Xellos," I introduced, inwardly heaving a sigh of relief. For a moment there I feared Zelgadis and Rhian would say something horribly rude to one another!
"YOU'RE A MAZOKU!!" Rhian shouted at Xellos, hand forming a small green spell already.
"And you're a minion of the gods," Xellos accused. "Probably sent to retrieve Angel. Sorry, but we're keeping her."
"Mazoku scum!" Rhian yelled, his hand reaching far back so he could throw the spell at Xellos. He fired, but Xellos quickly teleported away. "Don't think I'll let you get away with tricking her, bastard!" he yelled, another spell forming.
"Rhian, stop!" I pleaded, running over and grabbing his arm.
He glared at me and I flinched, my body frozen with fear and worry. "Let go, he's only going to use his tricks to hurt you or even turn you into one of the despised Mazoku!"
"No, Rhian, you don't know that! Stop it!" I cried.
"Let go!!" he snapped, ripping his arm out of my grasp and flinging it towards Xellos, who had recently reappeared. Xellos quickly dodged it.
I turned my plea to Xellos instead. "Please, stop, don't fight!" I begged.
"I'm not doing anything but dodging," he shrugged as he teleported away again.
"See, Rhian? He hasn't done anything!" I protested.
"Yet!" the horse-man snapped. "That filthy Mazoku will try to feed you negative emotions. After having no emotion for so long, you'll get the wrong idea and go on their side!"
"But wasn't it the gods that made you feel absolutely nothing?" Xellos reminded me. "It was them who cursed you, not the Mazoku."
"See!? He tries to trick you!" Rhian shouted, his spell forming into a bow and arrow of green fire. He shot at Xellos and his arrows multiplied so that Xellos had to teleport into the Astral Plane to dodge them all. "Why do you even try to protect him?"
My heart seemed to be squeezed so that it got bigger, like a water balloon, as sadness overwhelmed me. I felt my eyes go watery. "Don't- don't fight," I choked out, my eyes blurring and turning misty.
"A-Angel?" I heard Zel yell before I was washed away in memory once again.
"Jillas, you came back!"
A humanoid fox-man grinned at another version of me. This time the little me looked as though she was abut to enter her teen years. Rhian was there also, looking older as well.
"So this is that fox-man from so long ago?" Rhian asked my younger form.
"Yep!" I said happily. "Are you going to stay with us for a while, Jillas? That would be great! We'd have another half-creature to play with. You don't mind our difference in species, right?"
Jillas, the fox-man, shook his head. "I'd love to stay," he told us. "But I need to return to my people eventually."
"Oh, that's no problem!" The other me giggled. "I have to visit the elves on the ceremonial days, just as Rhian has to be trained by the other centaurs."
"Great!" Jillas said, smiling.
The younger me laughed and hugged Jillas. "Welcome to the oddest but strongest friendship you'll ever have!" she cried.
I woke up to find myself choking and spluttering, feeling water in my throat. After a few seconds of coughing it all up, I looked over at the three men around me. Zelgadis and Rhian looked relieved, and Xellos seemed just as smug as ever.
"Are you okay?" Rhian asked me.
I nodded, my throat too sore to speak.
"Stupid Mazoku," he growled. "She could have drowned if she didn't wake up!"
Xellos chuckled. "But she did wake up, and she's not dead," he pointed out. "At least, not yet."
"MAZOKU NO BAKA!!" Rhian yelled, abut to cast a spell. I felt another emotion, a hardness in my heart and a headache pounding on my brain- frustration.
"STOP IT!!" I yelled. Rhian stopped and stared at me, surprised that I had yelled at him. I tried to make the headache go away, but it persisted. "You can't hurt him, Rhian, because he is a part of the prophecy! And you, Xellos, need to stop teasing Rhian. Both of you just leave each other alone!"
They blinked and sweat dropped a little, but agreed to stay neutral.
Slayers: Fallen Angel
Dis: I dun un SL or Evanescence.
Sum: Zel is traveling alone, searching for his cure as always, when a "fallen angel" comes into his life and pulls the gang back together in order to save the world and an angel's wings. Z/OC L/G X/OC
----- 3. And It's All Over Now -----
My breath caught in my throat as I stared at him. "Y-you're the one... I saw in my memories..." I shakily breathed.
Rhian nodded and his eyes and smile softened. "Good, you do remember me," he said with relief, gently hugging me. My eyes widened even more. "I'm glad I found you so quickly. The gods are not happy that you got away. Luckily, they don't know that we were such good friends as children."
"W-we were?"
He stopped hugging me and stepped back a little, looking worried and sad. "I... see. Your memories truly have been locked away. But you are slowly regaining them?"
I nodded a little, then remembered the warning Xellos had told us. "Do you know my name, then?" I asked eagerly. "If we were such good friends, then you would surely be able to remember my name!"
He sighed, averting his glowing green eyes. "I am under oath to the gods," he reluctantly told me. "I cannot reveal your truth-name."
My face fell, and I saw he really wanted to tell me. I sighed. "Well, Xellos told me that I can't survive for very long without my name. Do you know anyone who isn't under the gods' power, who knows my name?"
"Who's Xellos?" he asked suspiciously.
I tried not to chuckle at the obvious protectiveness in his voice. "He is the companion of the one who saved me when I fell," I shrugged. "A strange man, with purple eyes and a trickster's face. He was a part of one of my dreams..."
"Y-you're... dreaming... of a man?" he said slowly, his voice catching in his throat frequently.
"Not like that!" I moaned. "I have prophetic dreams, of the future. He was one of the people I dreamed about, and I gave him the prophecy."
"Oh," he said with hidden relief. "Hm... who was the one who saved you? I ought to thank them, I suppose."
I smiled softly. "His name is Zelgadis. He has a strange curse, which has changed his form from human to... something else. He's very frustrated with his form, however, so I don't ask."
Rhian raised an eyebrow. "What could he have done to be cursed?"
"He seems too nice to be a bad person," I told Rhian. "He saved me, cleaned my wounds, gave me food, and offered to help me."
"Mm-hmm," Rhian growled dryly.
I gave him a scolding face. "Don't say anything about it, though," I warned him seriously. "He's my savior, and my guide. Don't be rude."
"Right, right, I know," Rhian shrugged my warning off.
"ANGEL! ANGEL!! Angel, where are you!?"
I gasped, turning back towards the sound of Zelgadis' worried voice, back where the village as. "Oh, Zelgadis! Quick, I need to get back!" I told Rhian.
Rhian sighed. "Alright, get on."
I blushed a light pink as I clambered onto his back, a little worried that I would ride so badly he'd be hurt or would yell at me or something. But, as he galloped off toward the village, I found myself leaning forward and moving with his rhythm, as though... I'd done it before. Many times... but... I never--
"Rhian, let's go for a ride! It's so hot out, can you gallop really fast to make it windy?" the little girl from before asked with a giggle.
The younger Rhian grinned. "Sure! But this time, try not to fall off, and move with me."
My younger self climbed onto his back and he galloped off through the forest from before, both children laughing giddily as they sped past trees and other animals.
"Rhian, am I riding right?" the little me asked breathlessly, her hair flying in the wind.
He nodded as he switched onto a deer trail and ran through that. "Yeah, you're much better! Just feel yourself becoming the wind," he breathed, panting as he continued his high-speed gallop.
"This is so much fun!" she laughed. "I want to be able to do something as wondrous as this someday... like flying. Wouldn't that be great? I'd race you and beat you!"
"You couldn't beat me if you even did have wings!" Rhian laughed.
"We'll find that out when I do get them, then!"
"Okay, it's a deal."
"Wheeee!!"
"There you are!"
I blinked, panting a little as I was spun back into the present. Rhian slowed down and finally stopped to stand in front of Zelgadis, who had been using his magic to fly.
"Who's that?" both men asked in unison.
I giggled and slid off Rhian's back. "Rhian, this is Zelgadis, the one who saved me. Zelgadis, this is Rhian. I think he's a childhood friend, but he's also under oath with the gods."
Zelgadis frowned at him suspiciously.
"Did you find her?" Xellos asked, suddenly appearing next to Zelgadis. He saw me and grinned. "I guess so! And who is this, Angel?"
"This is Rhian. Rhian, this is Xellos," I introduced, inwardly heaving a sigh of relief. For a moment there I feared Zelgadis and Rhian would say something horribly rude to one another!
"YOU'RE A MAZOKU!!" Rhian shouted at Xellos, hand forming a small green spell already.
"And you're a minion of the gods," Xellos accused. "Probably sent to retrieve Angel. Sorry, but we're keeping her."
"Mazoku scum!" Rhian yelled, his hand reaching far back so he could throw the spell at Xellos. He fired, but Xellos quickly teleported away. "Don't think I'll let you get away with tricking her, bastard!" he yelled, another spell forming.
"Rhian, stop!" I pleaded, running over and grabbing his arm.
He glared at me and I flinched, my body frozen with fear and worry. "Let go, he's only going to use his tricks to hurt you or even turn you into one of the despised Mazoku!"
"No, Rhian, you don't know that! Stop it!" I cried.
"Let go!!" he snapped, ripping his arm out of my grasp and flinging it towards Xellos, who had recently reappeared. Xellos quickly dodged it.
I turned my plea to Xellos instead. "Please, stop, don't fight!" I begged.
"I'm not doing anything but dodging," he shrugged as he teleported away again.
"See, Rhian? He hasn't done anything!" I protested.
"Yet!" the horse-man snapped. "That filthy Mazoku will try to feed you negative emotions. After having no emotion for so long, you'll get the wrong idea and go on their side!"
"But wasn't it the gods that made you feel absolutely nothing?" Xellos reminded me. "It was them who cursed you, not the Mazoku."
"See!? He tries to trick you!" Rhian shouted, his spell forming into a bow and arrow of green fire. He shot at Xellos and his arrows multiplied so that Xellos had to teleport into the Astral Plane to dodge them all. "Why do you even try to protect him?"
My heart seemed to be squeezed so that it got bigger, like a water balloon, as sadness overwhelmed me. I felt my eyes go watery. "Don't- don't fight," I choked out, my eyes blurring and turning misty.
"A-Angel?" I heard Zel yell before I was washed away in memory once again.
"Jillas, you came back!"
A humanoid fox-man grinned at another version of me. This time the little me looked as though she was abut to enter her teen years. Rhian was there also, looking older as well.
"So this is that fox-man from so long ago?" Rhian asked my younger form.
"Yep!" I said happily. "Are you going to stay with us for a while, Jillas? That would be great! We'd have another half-creature to play with. You don't mind our difference in species, right?"
Jillas, the fox-man, shook his head. "I'd love to stay," he told us. "But I need to return to my people eventually."
"Oh, that's no problem!" The other me giggled. "I have to visit the elves on the ceremonial days, just as Rhian has to be trained by the other centaurs."
"Great!" Jillas said, smiling.
The younger me laughed and hugged Jillas. "Welcome to the oddest but strongest friendship you'll ever have!" she cried.
I woke up to find myself choking and spluttering, feeling water in my throat. After a few seconds of coughing it all up, I looked over at the three men around me. Zelgadis and Rhian looked relieved, and Xellos seemed just as smug as ever.
"Are you okay?" Rhian asked me.
I nodded, my throat too sore to speak.
"Stupid Mazoku," he growled. "She could have drowned if she didn't wake up!"
Xellos chuckled. "But she did wake up, and she's not dead," he pointed out. "At least, not yet."
"MAZOKU NO BAKA!!" Rhian yelled, abut to cast a spell. I felt another emotion, a hardness in my heart and a headache pounding on my brain- frustration.
"STOP IT!!" I yelled. Rhian stopped and stared at me, surprised that I had yelled at him. I tried to make the headache go away, but it persisted. "You can't hurt him, Rhian, because he is a part of the prophecy! And you, Xellos, need to stop teasing Rhian. Both of you just leave each other alone!"
They blinked and sweat dropped a little, but agreed to stay neutral.