Slayers fic
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ichiban_victory current fic, it got me thinking I should post some of the story I've been working on before I turned my attention to the Slayers steampunk project secondlina and I are working on.
My original plan was to not post this story until I had it completely written. However, right now I have more than half of it written, so I figure I could just post what I have on Live Journal and not post it on fanfiction.net until it's finished.
One minor note, the version I'm posting here is my rough draft, so there will probably be some grammer/spelling errors. Also, this story takes place during Slayers Revolution, shortly after episode.
Title: Return to Childhood
Series: Slayers
Rating: G
“Once every 300 years, on a full moon, a heavy mist will cover the forest. Hidden within the mysterious veil, a spring will appear, but it isn’t an ordinary spring. If a person can find the spring, and drink from it they will become ten years younger. They say, if a person were able to get a bottle filled of it’s magical water, they could live for centuries on it. However, the spring only appears on that night and will disappear once the water’s surface is touched by daylight and won’t return for another 300 years.”
Lina yawned, and throw a stick into the fire. “Zel, that’s a lame ghost story.”
Zelgadis folded his arms, ignoring the bored expression he was receiving. “I never said it was a ghost story. I said I had heard the locals at the village mention about an old legend in this area.”
Lina rolled her eyes. “Zel, the idea of exchanging stories around the fire is to tell ghost stories.”
“I have to agree with the flat-chest,” Pokota replied, from the top of Lina’s head. “That wasn’t scary in the least.”
“But, it was an interesting story,” Amelia replied quickly. “I’m sure there are a lot of people who would love another chance to be young again.” She threw a fist in the air. “It could give villains a second chance at life and help mend their evil ways-“
“Or sell a bundle’s worth of the water for an expensive price and make a profit” Lina added, grinning greedily.
Pokota sighed and glanced to Gourry. “Does she ALWAYS think of money?”
Gourry nodded. “Yup, I’m surprised she has room in her head for anything else besides money.”
Lina glared and slapped her slipper at Gourry. “Shut up, it’s only natural for a merchant’s daughter to think of the economic possibilities of any situation.”
Zelgadis rolled his eyes. “In any case, I doubt this legend is true. Even if it was, it would be almost impossible to predict when the next time it would appear and that’s if you’re lucky enough to be around.”
“You’re such a good wet blanket,” Lina replied stretching a little. “It can be fun to just ponder on things like this.”
Gourry yawned and climbed to his feet. “If we’re going off topic like this, I’m assuming everyone’s ready for bed.”
“I guess so,” Amelia replied, although she was having fun telling and listening to stories. “Unless someone else has one?”
“Well, I do know a very scary story that involved an old partner of mine and how she almost started a frightening fashion trend.” A cold chill crept up Lina’s spine at the memory. “But I think it’s too scary. Let’s hit the hay. Gourry it’s your turn to be on first watch tonight.”
Gourry waved his hand as he walked to his spot. “Yeah, then it’s Zel’s. Let you know if any fog appears.”
Lina laughed, laying out her bedroll. “Right, if that happens I’ll treat you to dinner for a week.”
“You should be careful what you say Lina,” Pokota warned as he jumped down. “There is a chance it could come true.”
Normally Lina would have rebutted the statement but she was too tired to care. It only felt like minutes when she closed her eyes and found herself in a wonderful dream of swimming in a sea of gold coins. Unfortunately, to her annoyance her swim was interrupted by a large hand shaking her awake.
“Lina, wake up,” the voice who she recognized instantly as Gourry. The sorceress growled, knocked the hand off and rolled to her side. “Unless it’s Duclis, Xellos or Wizer trying to arrest me again, let me sleep.”
“But Lina, you need to see this.”
With a loud snarl of a bear being woken up before spring, she sat up. “This better be good.” She glanced around. “I don’t see anything worth while to wake me up.” Lina could feel her hands reaching for the slipper again.
“Because of the mist right?”
“Right because of the-“ Lina trailed off as she fully tuned in to her surrounding. A thick and heavy mist was now covering the area. She could barely make out the figures of her sleeping companions. Slowly, she turned back to Gourry who was grinning. “Don’t think I forgot about that promise.”
Lina cursed. Why couldn’t the man’s forgetfulness ever work when she wanted it too.
Zelgadis grumbled as he tripped on another rock. He wasn’t sure which was worse, that Lina woke him in the middle of the night and everyone else up in order to wander aimlessly through a fog or that he was willingly doing it. “Lina, do you honestly think we should be bothered with this?”
Lina turned from her front spot in the line. With the mist being so thick, they had been walking in a single line so they wouldn’t lose one another, with Lina in the led once she cast a lighting spell. “Are you kidding? If that old story turns out to be true, we could have a perfect money making opportunity here.”
“Just because there’s mist doesn’t mean there’s a spring!” Pokota snapped, climbing over a log. He hated when his sleep was interrupted. If he didn’t a full eight hours of sight eye, the prince often became very irritated. “We shouldn’t be here. What if Duclis decides to attack us?”
Lina waved it off. “I doubt it, and even if he did he would have a hard time finding us.”
“That is true,” Amelia pointed out as she ducked a low tree branch. “It’s hard to see anything with this mist.”
“See! No worries.” Lina pointed her finger. “Now, let’s find that spring.”
“But if we can’t see anything, how are we suppose to find it?” Gourry asked as he bumped into her.
The sorceress sighed. She couldn’t deny that this was the tricky part. In this mist you were lucky enough to be able to spot a tree before walking into it. They could search all night and just miss the spring by a few feet. Still, Lina refused to give up. This was the ultimate money making chance of a life time. Silently, Lina pondered the dilemma and snapped her fingers.
“Hey Amelia, any chance you could locate it with your priestess powers?”
The princess blinked. “It’s possible, but I can’t promise on how accurate it will be.”
Zelgadis snapped off a tree branch and handed it to Amelia. “If it means we can stop bumping into trees and tripping on rocks, then try it.”
“Alright, here goes.” Amelia placed the small branch standing straight and held it lightly with her finger to keep it from falling over too soon. Quietly, she chanted.
Pokota moved in closer. He had witness the priestesses in Taforashia chant and pray many times, but he rarely saw them use their powers openly like Amelia was currently doing.
The chanting came to a halt. Amelia opened her eyes and let go of the branch. It glowed. Then it dropped toward the left.
Pokota blinked. Did it not work?
Amelia stared in the direction the branch was pointing. “We should go that way.”
“Was that it?!” Pokota exclaimed in disbelief. Just dropping a stick? He could have done that in his sleep, which he could be doing right this minute if he wasn’t being dragged into a wild goose chase.
“Yeah, it is,” Lina replied, not that she blamed the prince’s reaction. There was just something wrong with it being that simple. “Alright, let’s try this way.”
The next few moments was filled with silence as the group walked mostly due to them feeling tried and wishing to go back to bed. Then, Gourry paused. “Do you guys hear water?”
“Yes,” Zelgadis replied as his ears tuned into the sound. “It’s coming from up ahead.”
Lina grinned. Her instinct wanted to start running, but she restrained herself from doing so. Since the mist was so thick, there was a high risk of not seeing the edge of the spring and falling head first into and she currently did not feel the urge of re-living her childhood at the moment.
Forcing herself to pace, Lina walked ahead dug her path through the massive bushes until she found it. It was the only small area not covered in fog. It was as if a giant knife had cut a hole through the thick cloud so any onlooker could see it the spring clearly.
The spring was the size of a small pond. Water was pushing upward and bubbling in the middle. The surface seemed to give off a faint glow, but that could have been the moon’s reflection. Lina wasn’t one hundred percent sure.
The others joined Lina in, staring in awe as they too approached.
Gourry tilted his head. “So, is this it?” He felt slightly disappointed. The spring was nice, but excluding the heavy mist, he was expecting a more grand sight. It looked more like the pond he use to go swimming in at his grandmother’s home.
“It certainly looks it,” Zelgadis replied, now more awake and intrigued. “However, to find out for sure we would need a test subject.”
Amelia frowned. “Test subject? Wait, you mean have someone drink it?”
Lina’s stroke her chin as she ponder. “Well, since this spring is suppose to make people younger, having someone drink the water would be the only way to find out for sure if it works.” She frowned. The only problem with that logic was that she doubted Zelgadis, Amelia or Gourry had the desire to be a kid again. She refused to change Gourry’s diaper worse in the case scenario. On that thought, Lina made a note to keep Gourry far back from the spring.
“It would be a typical jelly-fish thing for him to accidentally fall in,” Lina thought. Counting the gang out, that only left… Lina grinned evilly and turned to the smallest member of their group. “Oh Pokota…”
Sensing the immediate danger he was in, Pokota leaped and grabbed onto the tallest tree branch. “Forget it!” In a panicked tone, Pokota got ready to cast. “I’ll swear I’ll roast you for even trying!”
“Miss Lina! How could you even think of using Mister Pokota as a guinea pig?!”
Lina examined the tree and wondered how hard it would be to climb. “Why, he’s already a kid? If the water does work it won’t take him that long to be the age he is now.”
“That’s easy for you to say!” Pokota exclaimed. Amelia stood in front of Pokota’s tree, giving a fierce glare. “In the name of justice Miss Lina I will not allow it!”
Lina sighed. “Geez, fine forget it if you’re going to be all testy about it. We’ll get some water and find someone else to test it one.” A sudden idea perked her up. “Hey, maybe Wizer. What do you think Gourry?”
The swordsman yawned. “The only thing I’m thinking about is that if I’m going to stay up all night, I need a midnight snack.” Hands behind his head, he marched off. “I spotted as an apple right behind the bushes here. I’m getting some.”
“I’m going with you,” said Pokota, who was currently dying to stay far from the spring as possible. He was not going to take any chances of Lina changing her mind.
Lina sighed. “Fine, just don’t get yourselves lost? Oh, and bring me back some.”
She then turned to the chimera, reaching out her hand. “Zel, lend me your canteen.”
He tossed it. “Just make sure you don’t accidentally drip some on yourself. We don’t know how potent this water is.”
“Right, right,” Lina muttered as she approached the water. For a moment she stared at the water, then she uncapped the canteen and carefully dipped it into the spring making sure her fingers weren’t touching the water. For all she knew, touching the water might be enough for it to work.
Once Lina felt it full, she picked it back up and shook off the excess water. “Got it!” she exclaimed marching back. She could feel the money this tiny amount of water was going to bring in.
Amelia grinned nervously, “That’s nice Miss Lina, but perhaps you should screw the cap back on so it doesn’t splash on any of us.”
“I agree,” Zelgadis replied nodding.
At this point, Lina rolled her eyes. “Would you two relax? I’m always careful. It’s impossible for me to be klutzy enough to spill-“
What occurred in the incoming seconds would haunt and torment Lina for days on end. As she said her words, her foot got caught on a tree root sticking out.
Her whole body went tumbling forward. The canteen flew out of her hand.
Amelia and Zelgadis stared on in horror, but found too late to move. The canteen spun in the air. It poured water on all three as if an invisible force was controlling it.
As her hair was soaked, Lina felt her skin tingle before her vision turned to black.
ichiban_victory current fic, it got me thinking I should post some of the story I've been working on before I turned my attention to the Slayers steampunk project secondlina and I are working on.My original plan was to not post this story until I had it completely written. However, right now I have more than half of it written, so I figure I could just post what I have on Live Journal and not post it on fanfiction.net until it's finished.
One minor note, the version I'm posting here is my rough draft, so there will probably be some grammer/spelling errors. Also, this story takes place during Slayers Revolution, shortly after episode.
Title: Return to Childhood
Series: Slayers
Rating: G
“Once every 300 years, on a full moon, a heavy mist will cover the forest. Hidden within the mysterious veil, a spring will appear, but it isn’t an ordinary spring. If a person can find the spring, and drink from it they will become ten years younger. They say, if a person were able to get a bottle filled of it’s magical water, they could live for centuries on it. However, the spring only appears on that night and will disappear once the water’s surface is touched by daylight and won’t return for another 300 years.”
Lina yawned, and throw a stick into the fire. “Zel, that’s a lame ghost story.”
Zelgadis folded his arms, ignoring the bored expression he was receiving. “I never said it was a ghost story. I said I had heard the locals at the village mention about an old legend in this area.”
Lina rolled her eyes. “Zel, the idea of exchanging stories around the fire is to tell ghost stories.”
“I have to agree with the flat-chest,” Pokota replied, from the top of Lina’s head. “That wasn’t scary in the least.”
“But, it was an interesting story,” Amelia replied quickly. “I’m sure there are a lot of people who would love another chance to be young again.” She threw a fist in the air. “It could give villains a second chance at life and help mend their evil ways-“
“Or sell a bundle’s worth of the water for an expensive price and make a profit” Lina added, grinning greedily.
Pokota sighed and glanced to Gourry. “Does she ALWAYS think of money?”
Gourry nodded. “Yup, I’m surprised she has room in her head for anything else besides money.”
Lina glared and slapped her slipper at Gourry. “Shut up, it’s only natural for a merchant’s daughter to think of the economic possibilities of any situation.”
Zelgadis rolled his eyes. “In any case, I doubt this legend is true. Even if it was, it would be almost impossible to predict when the next time it would appear and that’s if you’re lucky enough to be around.”
“You’re such a good wet blanket,” Lina replied stretching a little. “It can be fun to just ponder on things like this.”
Gourry yawned and climbed to his feet. “If we’re going off topic like this, I’m assuming everyone’s ready for bed.”
“I guess so,” Amelia replied, although she was having fun telling and listening to stories. “Unless someone else has one?”
“Well, I do know a very scary story that involved an old partner of mine and how she almost started a frightening fashion trend.” A cold chill crept up Lina’s spine at the memory. “But I think it’s too scary. Let’s hit the hay. Gourry it’s your turn to be on first watch tonight.”
Gourry waved his hand as he walked to his spot. “Yeah, then it’s Zel’s. Let you know if any fog appears.”
Lina laughed, laying out her bedroll. “Right, if that happens I’ll treat you to dinner for a week.”
“You should be careful what you say Lina,” Pokota warned as he jumped down. “There is a chance it could come true.”
Normally Lina would have rebutted the statement but she was too tired to care. It only felt like minutes when she closed her eyes and found herself in a wonderful dream of swimming in a sea of gold coins. Unfortunately, to her annoyance her swim was interrupted by a large hand shaking her awake.
“Lina, wake up,” the voice who she recognized instantly as Gourry. The sorceress growled, knocked the hand off and rolled to her side. “Unless it’s Duclis, Xellos or Wizer trying to arrest me again, let me sleep.”
“But Lina, you need to see this.”
With a loud snarl of a bear being woken up before spring, she sat up. “This better be good.” She glanced around. “I don’t see anything worth while to wake me up.” Lina could feel her hands reaching for the slipper again.
“Because of the mist right?”
“Right because of the-“ Lina trailed off as she fully tuned in to her surrounding. A thick and heavy mist was now covering the area. She could barely make out the figures of her sleeping companions. Slowly, she turned back to Gourry who was grinning. “Don’t think I forgot about that promise.”
Lina cursed. Why couldn’t the man’s forgetfulness ever work when she wanted it too.
Zelgadis grumbled as he tripped on another rock. He wasn’t sure which was worse, that Lina woke him in the middle of the night and everyone else up in order to wander aimlessly through a fog or that he was willingly doing it. “Lina, do you honestly think we should be bothered with this?”
Lina turned from her front spot in the line. With the mist being so thick, they had been walking in a single line so they wouldn’t lose one another, with Lina in the led once she cast a lighting spell. “Are you kidding? If that old story turns out to be true, we could have a perfect money making opportunity here.”
“Just because there’s mist doesn’t mean there’s a spring!” Pokota snapped, climbing over a log. He hated when his sleep was interrupted. If he didn’t a full eight hours of sight eye, the prince often became very irritated. “We shouldn’t be here. What if Duclis decides to attack us?”
Lina waved it off. “I doubt it, and even if he did he would have a hard time finding us.”
“That is true,” Amelia pointed out as she ducked a low tree branch. “It’s hard to see anything with this mist.”
“See! No worries.” Lina pointed her finger. “Now, let’s find that spring.”
“But if we can’t see anything, how are we suppose to find it?” Gourry asked as he bumped into her.
The sorceress sighed. She couldn’t deny that this was the tricky part. In this mist you were lucky enough to be able to spot a tree before walking into it. They could search all night and just miss the spring by a few feet. Still, Lina refused to give up. This was the ultimate money making chance of a life time. Silently, Lina pondered the dilemma and snapped her fingers.
“Hey Amelia, any chance you could locate it with your priestess powers?”
The princess blinked. “It’s possible, but I can’t promise on how accurate it will be.”
Zelgadis snapped off a tree branch and handed it to Amelia. “If it means we can stop bumping into trees and tripping on rocks, then try it.”
“Alright, here goes.” Amelia placed the small branch standing straight and held it lightly with her finger to keep it from falling over too soon. Quietly, she chanted.
Pokota moved in closer. He had witness the priestesses in Taforashia chant and pray many times, but he rarely saw them use their powers openly like Amelia was currently doing.
The chanting came to a halt. Amelia opened her eyes and let go of the branch. It glowed. Then it dropped toward the left.
Pokota blinked. Did it not work?
Amelia stared in the direction the branch was pointing. “We should go that way.”
“Was that it?!” Pokota exclaimed in disbelief. Just dropping a stick? He could have done that in his sleep, which he could be doing right this minute if he wasn’t being dragged into a wild goose chase.
“Yeah, it is,” Lina replied, not that she blamed the prince’s reaction. There was just something wrong with it being that simple. “Alright, let’s try this way.”
The next few moments was filled with silence as the group walked mostly due to them feeling tried and wishing to go back to bed. Then, Gourry paused. “Do you guys hear water?”
“Yes,” Zelgadis replied as his ears tuned into the sound. “It’s coming from up ahead.”
Lina grinned. Her instinct wanted to start running, but she restrained herself from doing so. Since the mist was so thick, there was a high risk of not seeing the edge of the spring and falling head first into and she currently did not feel the urge of re-living her childhood at the moment.
Forcing herself to pace, Lina walked ahead dug her path through the massive bushes until she found it. It was the only small area not covered in fog. It was as if a giant knife had cut a hole through the thick cloud so any onlooker could see it the spring clearly.
The spring was the size of a small pond. Water was pushing upward and bubbling in the middle. The surface seemed to give off a faint glow, but that could have been the moon’s reflection. Lina wasn’t one hundred percent sure.
The others joined Lina in, staring in awe as they too approached.
Gourry tilted his head. “So, is this it?” He felt slightly disappointed. The spring was nice, but excluding the heavy mist, he was expecting a more grand sight. It looked more like the pond he use to go swimming in at his grandmother’s home.
“It certainly looks it,” Zelgadis replied, now more awake and intrigued. “However, to find out for sure we would need a test subject.”
Amelia frowned. “Test subject? Wait, you mean have someone drink it?”
Lina’s stroke her chin as she ponder. “Well, since this spring is suppose to make people younger, having someone drink the water would be the only way to find out for sure if it works.” She frowned. The only problem with that logic was that she doubted Zelgadis, Amelia or Gourry had the desire to be a kid again. She refused to change Gourry’s diaper worse in the case scenario. On that thought, Lina made a note to keep Gourry far back from the spring.
“It would be a typical jelly-fish thing for him to accidentally fall in,” Lina thought. Counting the gang out, that only left… Lina grinned evilly and turned to the smallest member of their group. “Oh Pokota…”
Sensing the immediate danger he was in, Pokota leaped and grabbed onto the tallest tree branch. “Forget it!” In a panicked tone, Pokota got ready to cast. “I’ll swear I’ll roast you for even trying!”
“Miss Lina! How could you even think of using Mister Pokota as a guinea pig?!”
Lina examined the tree and wondered how hard it would be to climb. “Why, he’s already a kid? If the water does work it won’t take him that long to be the age he is now.”
“That’s easy for you to say!” Pokota exclaimed. Amelia stood in front of Pokota’s tree, giving a fierce glare. “In the name of justice Miss Lina I will not allow it!”
Lina sighed. “Geez, fine forget it if you’re going to be all testy about it. We’ll get some water and find someone else to test it one.” A sudden idea perked her up. “Hey, maybe Wizer. What do you think Gourry?”
The swordsman yawned. “The only thing I’m thinking about is that if I’m going to stay up all night, I need a midnight snack.” Hands behind his head, he marched off. “I spotted as an apple right behind the bushes here. I’m getting some.”
“I’m going with you,” said Pokota, who was currently dying to stay far from the spring as possible. He was not going to take any chances of Lina changing her mind.
Lina sighed. “Fine, just don’t get yourselves lost? Oh, and bring me back some.”
She then turned to the chimera, reaching out her hand. “Zel, lend me your canteen.”
He tossed it. “Just make sure you don’t accidentally drip some on yourself. We don’t know how potent this water is.”
“Right, right,” Lina muttered as she approached the water. For a moment she stared at the water, then she uncapped the canteen and carefully dipped it into the spring making sure her fingers weren’t touching the water. For all she knew, touching the water might be enough for it to work.
Once Lina felt it full, she picked it back up and shook off the excess water. “Got it!” she exclaimed marching back. She could feel the money this tiny amount of water was going to bring in.
Amelia grinned nervously, “That’s nice Miss Lina, but perhaps you should screw the cap back on so it doesn’t splash on any of us.”
“I agree,” Zelgadis replied nodding.
At this point, Lina rolled her eyes. “Would you two relax? I’m always careful. It’s impossible for me to be klutzy enough to spill-“
What occurred in the incoming seconds would haunt and torment Lina for days on end. As she said her words, her foot got caught on a tree root sticking out.
Her whole body went tumbling forward. The canteen flew out of her hand.
Amelia and Zelgadis stared on in horror, but found too late to move. The canteen spun in the air. It poured water on all three as if an invisible force was controlling it.
As her hair was soaked, Lina felt her skin tingle before her vision turned to black.
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Date: 2009-04-20 09:38 pm (UTC)By the by, it's 'guinea pig'. The spelling always throws me off, too, so I try to say it like it's spelled to remember the proper spelling.
(And hopefully if I can get focused again, I'll get working on your belated present.)
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Date: 2009-04-20 09:46 pm (UTC)Also, it just seemed more likely to me that Zelgadis would learn the local legends more than any local ghost stories.
Be warned, I have much fun tormenting him in this fic. XD
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Date: 2009-04-20 09:50 pm (UTC)Hm, I guess young!Zel will get to be human again, won't he? Maybe he won't want to grow up again. :P
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Date: 2009-04-20 09:53 pm (UTC)He will be especially determine to return to his proper age, which will be explained in the upcoming chapters. I torment Zel a bit in this fic. *evil grin*
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Date: 2009-05-01 01:09 pm (UTC)She's been calling part of Something.
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Date: 2009-05-01 09:39 pm (UTC)