DAMANE
Prolouge
*Disclaimer~Don't own Slayers or the damane idea I got from Wheel of Time
The town was wracked with screams and cries for mercy, wailing children, and moans of the injured and dying. Fires blazed from ground to rooftop some hundred feet above heads in some places. Smells stung the noses of everyone, some too gory to describe. Dark clouds hung overhead, mocking, seeming ready to dump down much desired rain, but they floated there, becoming confused with the smoke that drown the town.
This was a peaceful harbor town, until strange black ships entered claiming themselves to be "Those Who Came Before come to reclaim their lands. These people were setting an example of this town, to destroy the abominations that now plagued what was once beautiful and prosperous. No amount of pleading or talks could pacify the People Who Came Before, they were offended, and they had women bound by a collar around their necks hooked to a bracelet worn by another woman. Those woman collared used magik against the people. There was a look in those woman's eyes, not of sadistic joy, but of shamed sadness, self-shame at a weakness not visible to the human eye. The woman bearing the bracelet, in contrast, wore those looks of sadistic joy, utter satisfaction.
Lina came racing into the town, bearing water spells and ice spells, anything she could do. Her face screwed up into that of frustration and anger, she'd planned to sleep here, eat here, and set sail for somewhere else by dawn. Now the town was alight and these ignorant people attacking were making her very angry. "FIREBALL!" She aimed it at one woman who stood apart from the screaming, retreating masses. The woman, garbed in a simple red gown with lightning bolts embroidered on the sides, was hit, but it was not her who cried out. This was the first time Lina saw the chains, much like that of a leash on a dog. The woman on the other end, silver collar around her neck, screamed out in pain and fell, writhing on the ground.
In that moment, confusion took hold of Lina Inverse and blinded her vision for a moment, things went by in a blur, the woman with the silver bracelet around her wrist yelling for the writhing woman on the ground to stand and kill the one who dare strike her in such a way. The collared woman on the ground still shaking, crying, and yelling in pain while she stood slowly. The sadistic woman looked up and met Lina's ruby red eyes and stood in almost shock until Lina felt something encircle her neck and click. Whirling around, the person behind her who locked the neck restraint received a nasty punch in the face, but it wasn't she who felt it. Lina reeled backwards, pain exploding all over her face, as if she'd been blasted in the face with a bag of bricks. Whiplash struck her when the silver cord reached its end and she was jerked forward.
The woman who bound her, and the other who had received the fireball, stood above her and spoke in a language she did not understand, but then, she didn't understand much of what had just occurred. Still, one word of what they spoke stood out in her mind and her eyes went wide with terror, damane. Trickles of needle pricks all down her body made her groan and grunt and try to push them away, finding only that there were no needles. Pain then exploded in the back of her head and Lina Inverse fell into not-so-blissful sleep.
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"Linaaaaaaa!" Gourry tried to grab after her before she ran headlong into the town, anger seeping from her every pore. He was too late and Lina escaped from his grasp, he resolved to chase after her, only to fall behind, lost among the noise, haste, and panic of everyone. Her voice rung out clear, however, when she shouted her classic "FIREBALL" and Gourry made his way to her only to find her unconscious and in the arms of a woman who looked every bit as dangerous when she was frustrated as Lina, and this woman was frustrated. They spoke in a strange language Gourry didn't even try to figure out and carried Lina away, followed by two other women, one bound by a silver collar connected to a silver cord, connected still to a silver bracelet on the other woman's wrist. The collared woman kept vigilant on the ground, taking extra care not to look anywhere else as they advanced toward the largest black ship in the port.
"Lina!!!!" It seemed to be the only word to come to Gourry's mouth and he unsheathed his sword, only to have a stony blue hand rest on his shoulder and hold him back with surprising gentleness in his strength.
"We can't, not yet." Zelgadiss glared at the people now leaving after the terror they inflicted upon the town.
"Why not! Zel, they have Lina!" Tears almost fell from Gourry's eyes, "We've gotta-"
"Damane, Gourry, they'll kill us if we go after them now. Lina'll know what to do, hopefully."
Gourry stopped for a moment and stood up straight, "What's damane Zel?"
Zelgadiss sighed and turned his back on the departing ships, the hardest thing he could do, leave Lina to those monsters who call themselves champions. If her temper did not get her killed, it would get her injured so badly she may as well be dead. But Zel hoped Lina knew enough about the legends to know to behave, at least pretend to be tame. "Come Gourry, let's go and I'll tell you about them." Zel again grabbed his shoulder when Gourry looked back, ready to leap into the water and follow them, "Believe me Gourry, we'd only get ourselves and Lina killed if we go after her now."
Gourry's shoulders shook and her slowly turned his back to the water and Lina. A tear fell from his eye and caught the light of the fire, reflecting it to the endless distance that was the ocean.
Prolouge
*Disclaimer~Don't own Slayers or the damane idea I got from Wheel of Time
The town was wracked with screams and cries for mercy, wailing children, and moans of the injured and dying. Fires blazed from ground to rooftop some hundred feet above heads in some places. Smells stung the noses of everyone, some too gory to describe. Dark clouds hung overhead, mocking, seeming ready to dump down much desired rain, but they floated there, becoming confused with the smoke that drown the town.
This was a peaceful harbor town, until strange black ships entered claiming themselves to be "Those Who Came Before come to reclaim their lands. These people were setting an example of this town, to destroy the abominations that now plagued what was once beautiful and prosperous. No amount of pleading or talks could pacify the People Who Came Before, they were offended, and they had women bound by a collar around their necks hooked to a bracelet worn by another woman. Those woman collared used magik against the people. There was a look in those woman's eyes, not of sadistic joy, but of shamed sadness, self-shame at a weakness not visible to the human eye. The woman bearing the bracelet, in contrast, wore those looks of sadistic joy, utter satisfaction.
Lina came racing into the town, bearing water spells and ice spells, anything she could do. Her face screwed up into that of frustration and anger, she'd planned to sleep here, eat here, and set sail for somewhere else by dawn. Now the town was alight and these ignorant people attacking were making her very angry. "FIREBALL!" She aimed it at one woman who stood apart from the screaming, retreating masses. The woman, garbed in a simple red gown with lightning bolts embroidered on the sides, was hit, but it was not her who cried out. This was the first time Lina saw the chains, much like that of a leash on a dog. The woman on the other end, silver collar around her neck, screamed out in pain and fell, writhing on the ground.
In that moment, confusion took hold of Lina Inverse and blinded her vision for a moment, things went by in a blur, the woman with the silver bracelet around her wrist yelling for the writhing woman on the ground to stand and kill the one who dare strike her in such a way. The collared woman on the ground still shaking, crying, and yelling in pain while she stood slowly. The sadistic woman looked up and met Lina's ruby red eyes and stood in almost shock until Lina felt something encircle her neck and click. Whirling around, the person behind her who locked the neck restraint received a nasty punch in the face, but it wasn't she who felt it. Lina reeled backwards, pain exploding all over her face, as if she'd been blasted in the face with a bag of bricks. Whiplash struck her when the silver cord reached its end and she was jerked forward.
The woman who bound her, and the other who had received the fireball, stood above her and spoke in a language she did not understand, but then, she didn't understand much of what had just occurred. Still, one word of what they spoke stood out in her mind and her eyes went wide with terror, damane. Trickles of needle pricks all down her body made her groan and grunt and try to push them away, finding only that there were no needles. Pain then exploded in the back of her head and Lina Inverse fell into not-so-blissful sleep.
~\*/~
"Linaaaaaaa!" Gourry tried to grab after her before she ran headlong into the town, anger seeping from her every pore. He was too late and Lina escaped from his grasp, he resolved to chase after her, only to fall behind, lost among the noise, haste, and panic of everyone. Her voice rung out clear, however, when she shouted her classic "FIREBALL" and Gourry made his way to her only to find her unconscious and in the arms of a woman who looked every bit as dangerous when she was frustrated as Lina, and this woman was frustrated. They spoke in a strange language Gourry didn't even try to figure out and carried Lina away, followed by two other women, one bound by a silver collar connected to a silver cord, connected still to a silver bracelet on the other woman's wrist. The collared woman kept vigilant on the ground, taking extra care not to look anywhere else as they advanced toward the largest black ship in the port.
"Lina!!!!" It seemed to be the only word to come to Gourry's mouth and he unsheathed his sword, only to have a stony blue hand rest on his shoulder and hold him back with surprising gentleness in his strength.
"We can't, not yet." Zelgadiss glared at the people now leaving after the terror they inflicted upon the town.
"Why not! Zel, they have Lina!" Tears almost fell from Gourry's eyes, "We've gotta-"
"Damane, Gourry, they'll kill us if we go after them now. Lina'll know what to do, hopefully."
Gourry stopped for a moment and stood up straight, "What's damane Zel?"
Zelgadiss sighed and turned his back on the departing ships, the hardest thing he could do, leave Lina to those monsters who call themselves champions. If her temper did not get her killed, it would get her injured so badly she may as well be dead. But Zel hoped Lina knew enough about the legends to know to behave, at least pretend to be tame. "Come Gourry, let's go and I'll tell you about them." Zel again grabbed his shoulder when Gourry looked back, ready to leap into the water and follow them, "Believe me Gourry, we'd only get ourselves and Lina killed if we go after her now."
Gourry's shoulders shook and her slowly turned his back to the water and Lina. A tear fell from his eye and caught the light of the fire, reflecting it to the endless distance that was the ocean.