Chapter Seven!
AU: All right, people I've gotten to chapter seven and had barely and reviews...(pouts) it really wouldn't hurt you to put in a few encouraging reviews ya know, and it wouldn't take you all that long either. Your name would be put in the fic...(I feel like I'm bribing people...) well, anyway...on with the fic! Thanks for the review Critter!
Dis.: misa donna owna ita! Anda misa italiono! (The computer didn't like any of those words....)
Fear-sweat dampened her clothes and her throat became hoarse from shouting for help. Nothing could really help her now; she didn't know why she was trying. But it's a natural human instinct to run, to hide, and to lie. Few humans could fight against those three basic instincts; they're as natural as breathing. Few humans could make new lives for themselves after experiencing those three feelings. But, lucky for the human race, there are a rare number among them who could fight those feelings and stand up for themselves, for their race. An extremely rare few.
Lina Inverse is one of those few. Lina Inverse was not defeated by simple problems, and depending on how you look at it, she had never been beaten by big ones either.
Zelgadis Graywords is also one of the few. He can stand up for what he believes in, not faltering in the slightest when encountering obstacles.
Gourry Gabrieve, dense but lovable swordsman who never leaves the side of his friends, or Sylphiel. Nothing can stop him when he's determined.
Amelia Seiroon, taught by Lina Inverse, is a princess form Seiroon. Most princess's would never fight, Martina and her revenge aside, and would send others to do their bidding. But Amelia stands up for what she believes in, if a little too fiercely. She loves Justice and L-sama help those who oppose it.
Xellos Metallium, Mazoku of the first rank. Few can stand against him, but fewer still can understand him. Xellos is first to his Mistress, Zelas Metallium, and second to his friends. If any tried to play jokes on them, without letting him in on it, expect there to be one less prankster in the world.
Sylphiel Nels Rada, a sweet tempered white mage, in love with Gourry. Even though she doesn't like fighting, Sylphiel will stand up for her friends. Heaven help you if you get on the wring side of this team.
Filia, a golden dragon, joined the team late, but she certainly wasn't the least help. Don't get on her bad side or she'll intro duce you to her best friend. Mace-sama. He's not very nice.
These people have defeated the odds, done the impossible, and come back only to eat another meal, take another walk, and then do the impossible. Again. And all without the world knowing.
Lindsey sank onto a nearby rock gratefully, completely exhausted with the days traveling. She looked at the sky, watching the stars blink to life one by one. The wind blew into the small area in a copse of trees, making Lindsey shiver and pull her jacket closer. Chill bumps stood up on her tanned arms and she narrowed her eyes, figuring it wasn't just from the cold. Something was out there, but she knew it would find her, no the other way around. After giving the grounds one last check, no horrible creatures waiting for her to go to sleep, Lindsey once again stared up into the sky. Darkness surrounded her, showing only seven bright stars.
She concentrated on those stars, waiting for the-whatever-it-was in the shadows to come out. She shivered again and stood up, turning around. A rustle came from the bushes and Lindsey shrank back into the dark, hoping to avoid and encounter with an unfriendly creature. (ya know, no creature is unfriendly...most want to invite you over for dinner and the others just want to go for a nice round of boxing.) Lindsey jumped when she heard a scream and decided that it was someone who needed some help.
She knelt on the ground and placed her hand into a praying position. A fluorescent light surrounded her and brightened the clearing, not that she noticed any of this. Her brown rags faded and not without holes disappeared in another flash. Immediately replacing the original clothing a white robe appeared.
A small female, 4'11", clothed in a white robe held at the waist by a golden sash held a light spell in her hand. The light danced off her features giving her and incandescent look, making her seem surreal. Brown hair, cut to her shoulders and layered, framed a tanned face and golden eyes. Golden drops, matching her eyes, fell form her ears and completed the outfit of a priestess-in-training.
Standing up and rushing through the surrounding trees, Lindsey ran towards the screaming. Branches slapped her face and bare arms, leaving behind numerous small scratches.
Lacey continued yelling for help until she was so out of breath that she fell onto the ground, heaving gasps of air out of coppery tasting lungs. Her neck-length, brown hair got stuck in the dead branched fallen on the ground, but she paid no attention to the sharp stings. It felt as if she was being eaten alive by something in her mind. It yelled and screamed at her. A voice that sounded like nails on a blackboard screeched into her head things she had been brought up to know.
Her parents had ground it into her head that she was useless, pointless, and should simply give up on life, as it held nothing for her. But Lacey had paid no heed to these things, listening only to the legends that surrounded her village. Lacey's family kicked her out of their house when she was six, but she didn't care. Lacey determinedly learned how to fight and take care of herself at the tender age of six.
She coughed up blood, and coughed again, blood and screams ripping from her throat at the same time. She didn't understand what was going on, and all she heard was a voice. All the voice said was, "You're useless, pointless, and you should just give up. You're useless, pointless, and you should just give up." Over and over and over. Lacey was quickly going insane. Why? A demon decided her body was a nice place to stay, but it certainly didn't want the human to stay there.
She writhed on the ground, sticks cutting into her flesh, making her lose even more blood, but lacey felt nothing. She grabbed a stone and lifted it above her head, only thinking, 'make it go away!' her arms felt weak, holding a stone above her head after running for such a long period of time, and her body was completely exhausted. Lacey felt none of it. She did not need force, momentum was enough; she let the rock, with her arms, fall. The rock smashed into her leg and then all she knew was pain, pain, and pain.
Lindsey crashed through a last set of bushes, praying that nothing else would happen after this tonight. She tripped on something and nearly fell face down into the mud. She turned to see what made her trip and found what had been the source of all the misery she had been feeling. Sure that nothing else was wrong in the forest; Lindsey knelt beside the girl on the ground, wincing. She had done a number on herself and would need a major healing spell. Doing a mental check before a spell on the subject, Lindsey noticed a demon inhabiting her. Simple enough to dispel, difficult to destroy, and Lindsey didn't have the abilities of fighting such creatures. Deciding to leave the demon be for the moment, Lindsey started her strongest spell.
Five hours later Lacey opened her eyes and sat up. It was dawn and she smelled something delicious. And dangerous.
AU: yeah, yeah an even shorter chapter this time, but I wanted to end it there. Sorry I didn't put any Slayers char. In here, but that's next chap. I needed to set it up. :) so , here you go! People, I really, really need you to review. At LEAST three more reviews or not another chap. Okay? It won't take you very long....I promise!
AU: All right, people I've gotten to chapter seven and had barely and reviews...(pouts) it really wouldn't hurt you to put in a few encouraging reviews ya know, and it wouldn't take you all that long either. Your name would be put in the fic...(I feel like I'm bribing people...) well, anyway...on with the fic! Thanks for the review Critter!
Dis.: misa donna owna ita! Anda misa italiono! (The computer didn't like any of those words....)
Fear-sweat dampened her clothes and her throat became hoarse from shouting for help. Nothing could really help her now; she didn't know why she was trying. But it's a natural human instinct to run, to hide, and to lie. Few humans could fight against those three basic instincts; they're as natural as breathing. Few humans could make new lives for themselves after experiencing those three feelings. But, lucky for the human race, there are a rare number among them who could fight those feelings and stand up for themselves, for their race. An extremely rare few.
Lina Inverse is one of those few. Lina Inverse was not defeated by simple problems, and depending on how you look at it, she had never been beaten by big ones either.
Zelgadis Graywords is also one of the few. He can stand up for what he believes in, not faltering in the slightest when encountering obstacles.
Gourry Gabrieve, dense but lovable swordsman who never leaves the side of his friends, or Sylphiel. Nothing can stop him when he's determined.
Amelia Seiroon, taught by Lina Inverse, is a princess form Seiroon. Most princess's would never fight, Martina and her revenge aside, and would send others to do their bidding. But Amelia stands up for what she believes in, if a little too fiercely. She loves Justice and L-sama help those who oppose it.
Xellos Metallium, Mazoku of the first rank. Few can stand against him, but fewer still can understand him. Xellos is first to his Mistress, Zelas Metallium, and second to his friends. If any tried to play jokes on them, without letting him in on it, expect there to be one less prankster in the world.
Sylphiel Nels Rada, a sweet tempered white mage, in love with Gourry. Even though she doesn't like fighting, Sylphiel will stand up for her friends. Heaven help you if you get on the wring side of this team.
Filia, a golden dragon, joined the team late, but she certainly wasn't the least help. Don't get on her bad side or she'll intro duce you to her best friend. Mace-sama. He's not very nice.
These people have defeated the odds, done the impossible, and come back only to eat another meal, take another walk, and then do the impossible. Again. And all without the world knowing.
Lindsey sank onto a nearby rock gratefully, completely exhausted with the days traveling. She looked at the sky, watching the stars blink to life one by one. The wind blew into the small area in a copse of trees, making Lindsey shiver and pull her jacket closer. Chill bumps stood up on her tanned arms and she narrowed her eyes, figuring it wasn't just from the cold. Something was out there, but she knew it would find her, no the other way around. After giving the grounds one last check, no horrible creatures waiting for her to go to sleep, Lindsey once again stared up into the sky. Darkness surrounded her, showing only seven bright stars.
She concentrated on those stars, waiting for the-whatever-it-was in the shadows to come out. She shivered again and stood up, turning around. A rustle came from the bushes and Lindsey shrank back into the dark, hoping to avoid and encounter with an unfriendly creature. (ya know, no creature is unfriendly...most want to invite you over for dinner and the others just want to go for a nice round of boxing.) Lindsey jumped when she heard a scream and decided that it was someone who needed some help.
She knelt on the ground and placed her hand into a praying position. A fluorescent light surrounded her and brightened the clearing, not that she noticed any of this. Her brown rags faded and not without holes disappeared in another flash. Immediately replacing the original clothing a white robe appeared.
A small female, 4'11", clothed in a white robe held at the waist by a golden sash held a light spell in her hand. The light danced off her features giving her and incandescent look, making her seem surreal. Brown hair, cut to her shoulders and layered, framed a tanned face and golden eyes. Golden drops, matching her eyes, fell form her ears and completed the outfit of a priestess-in-training.
Standing up and rushing through the surrounding trees, Lindsey ran towards the screaming. Branches slapped her face and bare arms, leaving behind numerous small scratches.
Lacey continued yelling for help until she was so out of breath that she fell onto the ground, heaving gasps of air out of coppery tasting lungs. Her neck-length, brown hair got stuck in the dead branched fallen on the ground, but she paid no attention to the sharp stings. It felt as if she was being eaten alive by something in her mind. It yelled and screamed at her. A voice that sounded like nails on a blackboard screeched into her head things she had been brought up to know.
Her parents had ground it into her head that she was useless, pointless, and should simply give up on life, as it held nothing for her. But Lacey had paid no heed to these things, listening only to the legends that surrounded her village. Lacey's family kicked her out of their house when she was six, but she didn't care. Lacey determinedly learned how to fight and take care of herself at the tender age of six.
She coughed up blood, and coughed again, blood and screams ripping from her throat at the same time. She didn't understand what was going on, and all she heard was a voice. All the voice said was, "You're useless, pointless, and you should just give up. You're useless, pointless, and you should just give up." Over and over and over. Lacey was quickly going insane. Why? A demon decided her body was a nice place to stay, but it certainly didn't want the human to stay there.
She writhed on the ground, sticks cutting into her flesh, making her lose even more blood, but lacey felt nothing. She grabbed a stone and lifted it above her head, only thinking, 'make it go away!' her arms felt weak, holding a stone above her head after running for such a long period of time, and her body was completely exhausted. Lacey felt none of it. She did not need force, momentum was enough; she let the rock, with her arms, fall. The rock smashed into her leg and then all she knew was pain, pain, and pain.
Lindsey crashed through a last set of bushes, praying that nothing else would happen after this tonight. She tripped on something and nearly fell face down into the mud. She turned to see what made her trip and found what had been the source of all the misery she had been feeling. Sure that nothing else was wrong in the forest; Lindsey knelt beside the girl on the ground, wincing. She had done a number on herself and would need a major healing spell. Doing a mental check before a spell on the subject, Lindsey noticed a demon inhabiting her. Simple enough to dispel, difficult to destroy, and Lindsey didn't have the abilities of fighting such creatures. Deciding to leave the demon be for the moment, Lindsey started her strongest spell.
Five hours later Lacey opened her eyes and sat up. It was dawn and she smelled something delicious. And dangerous.
AU: yeah, yeah an even shorter chapter this time, but I wanted to end it there. Sorry I didn't put any Slayers char. In here, but that's next chap. I needed to set it up. :) so , here you go! People, I really, really need you to review. At LEAST three more reviews or not another chap. Okay? It won't take you very long....I promise!
