Chapter six

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Kay, I think I actually know where this plot is going to go. Gotta hurry and finish this (Without rushing the story) so I can work on the sequel I've got planned!

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            She sprang up, sweat trickling down the side of her face. Her eyes were wide with surprise and a bit of fear. Suddenly, remembering the feeling of being under water came back to her and she began to couch madly, gasping for air. Lina was terrified. She had been stabbed. She could still see the blood.

            She was, she realized, in her room. How she had gotten there she didn't know. Probably thanks to Zel, she thought as she struggled to clear her blurry vision. Then, the door open and a figure stepped in. Though she couldn't see clearly, she could make out long, dark raven hair flowing almost angelically.

            "Sylphiel?"

            "Lina," Sylphiel moved over to the bed and sat next to her, one hand coming up to check Lina's forehead. Satisfied with the fact that she had no fever, Sylphiel gently tousled her hair like an older sister. "How are you feeling?"

            "Okay," she lied. She didn't want Sylphiel going on Code Red over her, which is exactly what she would have done had Lina said anything that related with not well or sick. "What happened?"

            "We're not sure. Zelgadis said you two were talking when you suddenly broke off, looked at your side, gave small cry and fell forward into the fountain," Sylphiel sighed. "You're sure you're okay?"

            "Yes." Then a thought occurred to her. "What are you doing here?"

            Sylphiel stopped what she was doing and sighed again, this time more heavily. "After the… incident, Zelgadis offered me to come stay here. He said I'd have more of a chance of meeting you here than the small home Gourry and I had made. I guess he was right,"

            Lina sighed and looked at Sylphiel. She was taller than before, but still had that gentle feeling she gave off. And she showed no sign of anger or betrayal. Why is it everyone thinks it isn't my fault? Lina asked herself, but no answer was heard. After a moment, Sylphiel stood.

            "Do you want to see him?"

            "Who?"

            "Zelgadis, of course. He's been worried sick that you wouldn't make it. I guess he's changed,"

            Lina slowly nodded. But before Sylphiel could leave, Lina grabbed her wrist. "Wait! Did you find the dagger?"

            "I beg your pardon? Dagger?" Sylphiel asked, confusion written in her eyes.

            Lina stopped and released Sylphiel. "N-never mind."

            Sylphiel nodded and headed out the door. As she did, Lina quickly checked her side. Nothing. No scar, no bandaged, not even a scratch. What was going on?

            Zelgadis soon entered, stopping at the door. Lina looked up at him and motioned him to come over. He slowly moved over to her and sat on the bed.

            "How are you feeling?"

            Lina rolled her eyes and scoffed. "I fell into a fountain, how do you think?"

            He chuckled slightly. "I hate that fountain," he muttered. Lina gave him a curious look.

            "Why?"

            He froze slightly, stiffened and looked at her. Lina immediately knew she had crossed a big line from casual conversation to painful memories. Finally, he spoke, "That's where Amelia died."

            And then she thought of something. It had just occurred to her, but it was worth asking. "Zel, how did Amelia die?"

            He took a breath and released it, and she realized just how hard it had to be to talk about it. Eventually he began.

            "We were standing on the balcony. She was trying, with Catherine, to calm everyone from the attacks we were under," Lina remembered the other Gravestone she had seen. Was it Catherine's? She snapped back when Zel continued.  "Out of nowhere, she stopped taking and grabbed her side. I saw it then, blood was pouring out of a dagger wound. She feel forward, straight into the fountain. Needless to say, the mazoku that tried it isn't around to talk about it,"

            Lina froze. A dagger wound? Blood rushing out? Falling into the fountain? Something was definitely wrong here.

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            Okay, now we're getting somewhere! Please review, you now I love it!

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