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Title:
The Human Ingredient

Pairing:
Eventual Zelgadis/Xelloss

Rating:
Nc17

Summery:All mazoku servants receive their power from their creators, but
for Beast Master Zelas, she decided to give her servant a little
more...Over a thousand years later the piece that made Xelloss the
most feared and powerful of all mozuku servants has been cast aside
to the mortal world below to be left in the charge of a unpredictable
comrade. In such dangerous company, will this �human� ingredient
find the will to live in the mortal world, or return to his Master?
Authors
Notes: Oh My Goth! A fanfic outside of Naruto? EXPLODES (I
actually started writing Gundam Wing and Slayers fanfics to begin
with!) This is a very old story of mine that I've had an urge to
rewrite and finally share with the world. Thanks for reading!
WARNING!
This story is full of yoainess, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Flames will
only be pointed and laughed at for my own amusement by me and my
buddy Captain Cutlas, so don't bother. There's lots of angst and
darkness ahead!
***
Ch.
4: Consumed
The
two travelers were forced to make camp when the steep trails became
too dangerous to climb by night. Zelgadis made all the arrangements
on setting up camp in a flat glade, and soon had a fire going. Once
finished, he sat himself on a log by the fire and began to sharpen
his sword. He maintained his silence and made no attempts to speak to
his companion.
Xelloss
took a seat by the fire and tried to match Zelgadis� silence, but
he was becoming increasingly weary of being ignored by the Chimera
and finally broke the long silence between them. �Will Lina and the
others still be at Levenwurth when we arrive?�
�They
usually wait a day for me at the most.� Zelgadis replied without
looking up from sharpening his blade. �However, once we arrive I
will be leaving again. I have no intention of traveling with Lina if
she decides to take you in.�
�Thanks
for the sentiment.� Xelloss scowled.
�You�re
welcome.�
Xelloss
picked at a loose thread from his black cloak. �Where will you go
after Levanwurth?�
Zelgadis
paused in his sharpening to give his answer some thought. �Gledwyn.
It�s another mountain town. I�ve read reports that an old chimera
research lab had been discovered in one of the caves, as well as some
books and documents.�
�Oh,�
Xelloss scoffed. �You�re still pursuing that hopeless quest?�
A
heavy silence fell between them. Across the fire, Zelgadis glared
dangerously at his companion. �What do you mean by hopeless?�
his words were drawn out in a growl.
Xelloss
noted the tone the Chimaera had directed at him. At this, Xelloss
suddenly became bolder. He was bitter at the condescending treatment
Zelgadis had given him since the start of their journey, and he was
tired of being intimidated by him. �Its hopeless...� Xelloss
started flatly, �because it is not possible.�
�What
would you know about it?� Zelgadis snapped.
�I
know enough� Xelloss retorted. �I know that it is near impossible
for a hybrid like you or me to have our components separated once
they have been merged. Its common knowledge among Mazoku to know
that.�
Zelgadis�
expression grew darker. �You Mazoku are a pessimistic lot� he
snarled. �Your high and mighty facade cannot compete with human
creativity, no matter how much you boast about yourselves.�
Xelloss
was gaining a sense of satisfaction from irking the Chimera. �It�s
not a matter of creativity. Let me put this in words that my �high
and mighty� intellect can allow you to comprehend: Take a loaf of
bread; Lets say that you, your human element were the flour
ingredient. Combined with several other ingredients, the result is
bread. To get back to the pure state of flour is impossible, the
flour ingredient no longer exists. Your chemical makeup has been
altered by the yeast, sugar, and salt. The flour�or should I say,
our �human� ingredient has been permanently transformed. In
short, your little quest is a complete waste of time.�
Zelgadis
sprang up from his seat, unsheathing his sword while doing so. He
pointed the weapon at Xelloss, who glared back in return. �You�re
the last person that I�d want to hear such drivel from!�
�Why?�
Xelloss sneered, rising to his feet to be eye level with the Chimera.
�Is it because you despise the fact that our humanity was just a
mere ingredient to perverse experiments? We are very much alike, in
that sense.�
Zelgadis
continued to point his sword at Xelloss� throat, his eyes hard as
flint. �You are nothing like me!�
�Oh?�
Xelloss� violet eyes gleamed with relish at angering the Chimera.
�It is true that I resemble a human far more than you do, but like
the fat trimmed off the carcass, I am still part of the Mazoku body.
Inside, I am just as twisted as your deformed body.� Xelloss
smirked at the remark. �No offense.�
�Plenty
taken.� Zelgadis lowered his sword to spit at his companion�s
feet. �I longer wish to waste my time with you� contempt laced
the Chimera�s words as he sheathed his sword. �You can get to
Levanwuth by yourself, or die trying for all I care!� He turned his
back on his stunned companion and disappeared into the darkness of
the forest.
�I
think I overdid it a bit.� Xelloss thought glumly and slumped
back down to the ground. A part of him was glad to be finally rid of
the Chimera, but at the same time he felt a lot less confident on
reaching Levanwurth on his own.
�It
shouldn�t be too hard� he mumbled and poked the embers of the
fire with a twig. �Just follow the path. It won�t be hard at
all.� His mind wondered in another direction. �But what I have
to defend himself? I don�t even possess a dagger, let alone magic.
I wish I still had my staff at least!�
He
sighed and tried to divert his anxiety by staring into the fire. The
glowing embers pulsed like a vein, its fiery dance mesmerizing him.
By the flickering light, Xelloss held out his hand to inspect the
faint scar that ran under his thumb. The scar was slightly pink to
show that it was fresh and still healing, despite Zelgadis� healing
magic.
�Only
one scar� he muttered as his eyes traveled up that same arm to
study his sleeved arm. He knew that under the clothing, not a single
scar or trace remained to bore testament of his last moments of life
he had before he died as a human...
***
Long
Ago...
A
scream ripped through the night air to echo around the clearing for
the mob to hear, as well as the meaty snap of bone shattering beneath
living flesh.
The
pain from his smashed knee threatened to send Xelloss into
unconsciousness, of which High Priest Cronus had no intention of
allowing him to do so. Held the mallet up for the crowd to see the
traces of blood to drip from the surface of his weapon. The audience
cheered their approval, and continued the rowdy chant and stomping of
weapons to goad the Head Priest to inflict another blow.
�The
Divine Gift from our Goddess is at hand!� Cronus shrieked
fanatically and raised the mallet once again to strike at the
undamaged leg.
Unable
to watch, Xelloss turned away. Through eyes blurred by tears, he saw
several of the villagers thrust their torches into the air as they
cheered for the blow to strike. In between the moving bodies, Xelloss
glimpsed the inky darkness beyond that was the forest shrouded in
night.
At
the edge of the forest, far from the chaos, a dark figure of a wolf
stood watching Xelloss.
Time
seemed to stop. The hubbub of the crowd and of Cronus� piercing
voice became muffled, as if a blanket was smothering their sounds and
movements to a slow rhythm. Xelloss barely noticed the phenomenon,
his mind was enrapted by the presence of the wolf as it strode
silently towards him, its movements long and flowing as if it were
traveling though a dream. As it approached, it revealed itself to be
far larger than a normal wolf, and possessed a savage scar running
over its left eye. The beast passed effortlessly though the villagers
and made its way to the pillar which Xelloss was laid across.
The
dark wolf leaned its massive head down to sniff at the bruised and
bloodied figure, its single golden eye burned with a fierce
intelligence as it peered into glazed violet eyes.
-Thine
life is at an end- it spoke in Xelloss� head, a strong feminine
voice that bellied a feral growl.
Xelloss
could only blink in response, confusion muddled his mind as well as
the searing pain in his leg. In the outside wold, Cronus had laid the
mallet to break his other knee. Xelloss grimaced at the painful
sensation of the nerves traveling up his body in slow motion.
-Thy
death is unavoidable.- The wolf continued to gaze at him.
-However, I offer thee a choice in thine fate.-
�C-choice?�
Xelloss croaked through cracked lips. Blood was beginning to sting
his eyes.
Either
perish at the hands of thine clan who has betrayed thee, or die by
mine jaws the single golden eye flickered as the wolf waited a
response.
Xelloss
gritted his teeth when the felt his left elbow shatter under the
mallet. He squinted through the blood to stare into the golden eye of
the wolf with a mixture of great apprehension and awe at a sudden
realization. �You! Y-you are...!�
-Aye,
I am thine Goddess these pitiful humans worship.- In an almost
comfortingly manner, the wolf�s long pink tongue lapped up the
beads of sweat and blood on the young man�s brow. -Thine revenge
can be wrought through mine body. I offer thy village as sacrifice!-
Underneath
the pain and fear, Xelloss felt a burning rage fester in his heart.
They had no right to kill him! Was he not the �child of prophesy�?
How dare they do this to him!
�I...I
want...� Xelloss locked eyes with the wolf. �Revenge!�
The
Goddess made a pleasing sound and continued to lick at the young
man�s face, its wet snout traveling down over the exposed neck.
Outside
from the Goddess� influence, Cronus was raising the mallet one last
time to smash the sacrifice�s head. Xelloss had not even noticed
that his right elbow had been destroyed.
The
expansive jaw opened and clamped over Xelloss� neck, the many rows
of sharp teeth pricking soft skin. Xelloss closed his eyes, and
waited.
-Mine
influence that has surrounded thee since birth is now at a full
circle. Xelloss, mine most Beloved servant, become one and consume
this mortal�s flesh!-
Fang
tore through meat and tendon, the young human�s throat gurgled as
blood poured from his mouth and filled his lungs, rendering him
unable to scream. As Xelloss� body and his conscious began to die
and fade, he felt a black miasma flow from the jaws of the Goddess
and into the wound. Like black flames licking at dried wood, the
miasma consumed both his body and soul from the inside out until all
that was left was utter darkness...
�Wh-what
the hell!� High Priest Cronus leaped away as the body of the
sacrifice violently shook and suddenly became engulfed in a swirling
mist of darkness.
Both
priests and villagers muttered amongst themselves, confused and
uneasy at the sudden strange turn of events. �It�s the Divine
Gift, it has to be!� one of the younger priests cried, sending an
excited buzz to run through the spectators.
Cronus
silenced the noise with a wave of his hand. �How could this be
the Divine Gift?� he thought with worry. �The Goddess
herself had instructed me to kill him!�
Further
thoughts halted at the sight of the dark mist diminishing. The
darkness seemed to seep in on itself, as if drawn towards some hidden
source. A collective gasp was heard from the crowd. Cronus� eyes
widened in shock, too stunned for words at what the dark mist
revealed as its source.
�Ahh,
never have I ever felt so comfortable in this physical realm!� the
sacrifice stretched his arms over his head, not a trace of the brutal
abuse his body had endured marred his pale skin. The only evidence
that remained to suggest the violence inflicted upon his person was
in the bloodstained and tattered white robes he wore.
�It
cannot be!� Conus took several steps back, the bloodied mallet
dropping from his nerveless grasp. �I was supposed to kill you!�
�Hm?�
Xelloss looked up at Cronus, as if noticing him and the awestruck mob
for the first time. �Oh, that. Apparently my Mistress had
beaten you to that task, though I should say that you did quite a
number on this kid, and we are both grateful for that.�
Terror
stamped across the old priest�s face. He raised one trembling
finger at the being sitting on the pillar. �What are you?� fear
raised his voice to a shriek. �Tell me!�
�Just
my Mistress� most �Divine Gift� to herself, that�s all.�
Xelloss flicked one long finger at Cronus.
A
bewildered expression crossed the High Priest�s face, then his head
exploded. Fragments and large chunks of his flesh, bone and brains
flew through the air before the headless body crumpled to the ground.
The
only sound to be heard among the stunned crowd was the sound of
Xelloss� laughter. �Haha! What excellent rage this human has!
It�s truly a boost to my powers!� As gleeful as a child with a
new toy, he twisted his hand to flick at another unfortunate human.
Someone�a
woman in the crowd screamed. Then like a chain reaction, panic
ensued. The mob that had gathered for the sake of bloodlust was now
fleeing from an otherworldly being that radiated that same desire,
only now the bloodlust was directed at them. In a frenzy, both
villagers and priests tried to defend themselves and their families
against the monster that had appeared in their midst.
But
there was no escape for the humans on Wolfpack Island, especially not
from Beastmaster Zelas Metallium�s one and only Mazoku servant:
Xelloss.
***
Now...
Xelloss
shuddered and hugged his frame. It was not the cold that chilled him,
but rather the startlingly vivid memory of the massacre he had
committed. �And I enjoyed ever moment of it, both my human and
mazoku parts. But now...� he shivered again, a hollow ache
filling his heart. �I don�t know how to deal with these human
emotions. Its almost too much!�
He
stared miserably up into the sky, where the smoke from the fire
disappeared into the darkness to mix with the stars. Xelloss was just
beginning to flirt with the notion of sleep when he suddenly sensed a
presence behind him.
Not
wanting to appear alarmed, Xelloss remained in his seat and turned to
peer into the dark forest behind him. �Who�s there?� the demand
was met with silence, and the intruder remained. Xelloss placed a
hand over a burning stick of wood as an improvised weapon.
�Zelgadis?�
The
presence crept closer. It was a dark miasma, one that radiated an
unnatural enmity that prickled Xelloss� newly acquired human senses
into a near panic, but he retained his composure. �Show yourself!�
Xelloss
gasped and sprang to his feet, the burning stick held out in front of
himself in a vain attempt to defend himself. He knew the identity of
the intruder even before it emerged into the firelight. �Y-You!�
Xelloss choked.
The
figure materialized from the shadows, and performed a graceful bow
before the stunned Xelloss. �It has been a while, has it not?�
By
the light of the fire, Xelloss saw his body mirrored by the being
across the glade. Every nerve in his body screamed for him to defend
himself or flee. He instinctively knew, that doing either would be
futile, for there was no escape from Xelloss, the Mazoku servant of
Beastmaster Zelas Metallium.
TBC
***
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