Chapter four: Oh my #$& Lord!
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters. It's all Meghan's fault. It's always Meghan's fault.
It was just a normal day. The sky was blue, the mountain air was clear, the birds were singing and there was hardly any clouds. Except, the sky was mostly black with only a midnight blue tint, the mountain air was foggy, the ravens and crows were chanting death threats, and even if there were clouds you wouldn't be able to see them.
Lina Inverse couldn't care less. Her secretly beloved Gourry noticed absolutely nothing, not unusual, Amelia was playing scared and clingy on poor Zel who did not wish to be spending his day with a princess leeched onto his arm, and Filia was lost in her own thoughts. And best of all, Xellos hadn't shown up yet. It was a good day.
"Hi there everyone! Did you miss my company?"
There was an audiable groan from the other five people who would now have to suffer the annoying Xellos. Lina praised whatever diety that might be ought there for the upteenth time that Xellos had fallen in love with Filia and not herself. She pitied Filia, but at least she didn't have to put up with as much crap. Behind her Amelia was silently thanking as well.
"I detect a hint of exasperation eminating from you all. Geez, what a tough crowd." Xellos sighed. He wasn't in an especially cheerful mood today so acting this way was becoming very boring, very fast. His superior, Zellas, decided that he needed to kill Filia. Naturally, he, even as a monster, was incapable of such a deed and told his master so.
Of course, there had better be a good explanation for this nonsense. Xellos was lucky that he was on her good list or he might have been the one to die for refusing an order. Good, Zellas scared the living pants off of him. But what could he say?
'Zellas, I'm very sorry, but I am in love with your worst enemy, a golden dragon.' Either she'd laugh and figure it was a joke or fly into a rage and they'd both die. Niether outcome seemed appealing or pleasant considering Filia would die in both scenarios. He had said something lame like he wasn't feeling well or whatever. He had to find a way out of this awful predicament. He wasn't one for praying, but if was he might have prayed.
Meanwhile, Lina had noticed that Xellos wasn't nearly as annoying as usual and suspected something to be afoot. He would have said something by now if he wanted a favor, or if he was going to try and kill them all. Zelgadis was puzzling over the exact same thing.
Gourry, as expected, noticed nothing out of the ordinary and kept marching along with thoughts of the next inn they would hit and all the food bouncing around in his sadly, small brain.
Amelia whispered to Zel,
"Mister Xellos seems very sad today. I wonder what's wrong? Should we try to cheer him up?"
Zel shook his head.
"it's a miracle that we finally got him to shut up, we don't need to cheer him up to start talking again and pissing us all off."
Suddenly, out of the blue,(or into the black) a tornado/vortex swooped down and sucked them all into oblivion. They were knocked out immeadiately to avoid discomfort. Excepting, of course, complete and utter confusion.
Author's Note:
O.k., that was interesting. I'm sorry this isn't very long, I haven't watched Slayers in a very long time so there wasn't much for me to say. Meghan, please can you start helping me with these chapters? I know I'm so great but come on. It's all your fault, btw.
