Gourry’s a Descendant of Cepheid?
And Speaking of Cepheid…
What’s My Sister Up To?
Home.
She stood atop the Staff
for a moment longer, looking at the Sea of Chaos and the Four Worlds. It
wasn’t truly as she had imagined it, and she figured that she’d blank the
memory of this out as soon as she left it. So she decided to look at it
for just a little longer.
It’s lovely, isn’t it.
There was no question in the voice.
Lina turned, looking to
the Lord of Nightmares. “It’s… more than I can describe. Being human does
have its limits.”
The Lord of Nightmares smiled.
You have done well, Lina Inverse. In time, you will truly master the
role of Chaos Knight.
Lina nodded, looking off
at the Worlds again. “It’s like putting on new shoes. They don’t fit your
feet quite yet, and it’s kind of hard to walk in them.”
The Lord of Nightmares looked
bemused.
Lina turned to the Lord
of Nightmares. “There’s a question that I wanted to ask… because you would
know. Is there a cure for Zelgadis out there? I mean… with all this power…
it seems that somewhere there’s the answer.”
The answer, Lina,
depends on the question. What is the cure? What does he truly seek? Vague
questions gather vague answers.
Lina blinked, looking down.
“I guess I don’t know. I just don’t like to see him unhappy. He’s a friend…
and…”
And you care enough for
your friends to risk a good deal of trouble in asking me.
Lina looked up, suddenly
very unsure of the situation. “I…”
The Lord of Nightmares smiled.
There is something that he wants, but even his heart is not clear. I
cannot tell you more, that is for him to choose.
Lina nodded. “Zel’s a pretty
private person.”
Very much like yourself.
Lina shot the Lord of Nightmares
a look. “Yeah, but what can I hide from you? I mean, I’m pretty much an
open book to you.”
Yes, and you have feelings
for the blonde swordsman.
Lina blushed. “Hey now,
that’s getting a little personal.”
There is something that
you must know. Witness. The Lord of Nightmares lifted a hand, and a
sphere of brilliance sat upon it. As Lina peered into it, she saw the Dragon
God Cepheid in human form. His face and form shifted to that of Rouddy
Gabriev, and then to a youth who was the child of Rouddy and the elf Meriroon
of Mipross island. With that child was the Sword of Light, and Lina realized
that she was looking at one of Gourry’s ancestors.
“So Gourry… is…”
A descendant of Cepheid.
Lina fell over. Picking
herself up from the Staff, she shook her head. “No way. There is no way
that Gourry is a descendant of Cepheid. He’s too dense!”
There was the vaguest sound
of a chuckle from the Lord of Nightmares. Dense he may be, he is indeed
a descendant. It is not too hard to imagine.
Lina shook her head again.
“So this means that I shouldn’t…?”
No, Lina. That is not
what I am telling you. I am simply showing you the truth. Should the two
of you have children…
Lina blushed. “You know…
I think I liked it better when you were throwing cryptic comments at me.”
She felt fatigue wash over her, and realized that the Chaos was starting
to take its toll on even her. She wasn’t completely immune to the Sea of
Chaos, and she wouldn’t be able to stay much longer without danger.
The Lord of Nightmares smiled.
Go home, Lina.
Lina nodded, looking back
to the World that she knew was hers. “But do I truly have one?”
As she drew the cloak of
Chaos around her to return to Tirshen and the madness that generally surrounded
her friends, she heard the Lord of Nightmares’ comment.
You return to your friends.
Is that not home enough, wherever it may be?
Lina alighted in the pathway
that led to the front door of Kira’s house. Inside, she could hear the
elder Inverse’s voice raised in irritation at someone. As Lina approached,
the words became clearer.
“You are absolutely irritating!
Get out of here before I resort to blasting you into the next town!”
Eyebrow arched, Lina opened
the door and looked in to see Kira glaring at a calmly smiling Xellos.
Across the room, Lina could see Amelia peering around the doorway to the
kitchen, and Zelgadis was seated quietly on the sofa, reading a magic text,
ignoring the Mazoku and elder Inverse engaged in debate less than five
feet away.
Spreading his hands, Xellos
shrugged. “But that’s what I do, Kira. You forget that I’m not called the
Trickster Priest for nothing.”
Kira seethed. “Get back
to Elena, you! I’m tired of putting up with you!”
“But, Kira dear… I’ve only
been here for an hour!” Xellos protested.
Lina walked into the room
quietly and walked up to the Mazoku. She caught Xellos by the throat, pulling
him towards her to look calmly into his eyes. She was still in Chaos Knight
mode, and it left her feeling curiously detached. “Xellos, what are you
doing?” Her voice was deceptively sweet, and her tone extremely dangerous.
Tiny fangs glinted in the light, and the sense of impending fireball (or
worse) was strong.
His eyes popped open, and
she could read faint alarm hidden within the violet depths. “Oh, I’m just
having some fun, Lina. Nice armor there… could you put me down, I’ll just
be on my way…” He smiled disarmingly, and didn’t mention the fact that
the merest brush of her Chaos armor against him was relatively painful,
and it wasn’t the kind of pain he enjoyed.
Lina’s eyes darkened, and
she smiled with an eerie echo of her sister’s comment of earlier. “Stuff
it, Xellos.”
The oddest expression crossed
the Mazoku’s face, and he shivered. “You know Lina, you remind me of Luna
so much when you do that.” It startled Lina enough that she released him
in reflex, and he vanished from sight.
After Lina and Kira had collected
themselves, the former allowing the Chaos armor to vanish, reverting to
her normal clothing and the latter casting a fireball out over her back
yard, the little group assembled in the living room.
Xellos and Elena were notably
absent, and that was probably a good thing, given the imbalance in the
house. Aqua stood beside Kira, shaking her head at the woman. “Truly, Kira…
I would have thought that you’d know how to disarm Xellos by now.”
Kira scowled and folded
her arms. Was it her fault that Xellos knew precisely how to bait her?
Amelia told Lina that she
thought Luna was mean, and Lina immediately reacted like a mouse that had
seen a cat. “My sister?! Here?” She started to look for somewhere to hide.
“Miss Lina! You just need
to stand up to her!” Amelia cried.
Lina stared at Amelia, all
sense of being the Chaos Knight gone. “Amelia! Are you nuts? She was poisoning
me on a regular basis before I turned three! By the time I was six, every
bone in my body had been broken at least twice!”
“But, Lina…”
“Don’t ‘but Lina’ me, Amelia.
Your sister wasn’t evil,” Lina shot back over whatever the girl
might have been saying.
“I’m not evil, Lina.”
Lina froze at the voice.
Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no, no…Haven’t I been through enough today?
Amelia frowned, glaring
at the sudden return of the Cepheid Knight. Her eyes flashed, and she made
up her mind right then and there. “You leave Miss Lina alone. She’s not
a failure, no matter what you say!”
Lina paled at Amelia’s challenge
to Luna. She’ll kill her! She’ll kill her!
Luna opened her eyes and
fixed the princess with a look that brought the girl to a chilled standstill.
“I don’t recall asking you.”
Amelia blinked, stammered,
and tapped her fingers together. “Well… Um… I… That is… I think Miss Lina’s
pretty cool…”
Zelgadis rolled his eyes,
looking up from the magic text. “Lina is the Chaos Knight, and her returning
to us proves that she has completed her assignment and prevented Shabranigdo
from gaining control of the Philosopher’s Stone.”
Luna glared at Zelgadis
as well, but the chimera patently ignored it, turning the page of the book
and continuing to read.
Gourry just blinked at Luna
in confusion. He was still trying to figure out from where she had come
in. She hadn’t been in the room earlier…
Kira and Aqua sighed, both
knowing that Lina would have to take this on her own as well. Nothing they
said would help. This was an argument that had to be settled between Lina
and Luna.
Amelia was still rambling
about Lina, and Luna scowled at the princess. “Be quiet!” A flick of the
Cepheid Knight’s hand, and Amelia went practically white and closed her
mouth. She stepped backwards and bumped into the wall behind her.
A golden aura shimmered
around Lina, the bracers appearing on her wrists, but the armor did not
follow. Crimson eyes darkened, anger burning furiously within them, an
anger that was being very deliberately built and directed at Luna Inverse.
Very quietly, Lina began
to speak, her voice cold and edged with a strength that only anger could
give. “That’s it. That is the end, Luna. For years I let you try to kill
me. For years I tried to pretend that it was no big deal, that you were
teaching me to be stronger. And sometimes I’ve even been grateful for that
strength.” For a moment, there was a flicker of a memory of the circlet
on her head that shocked her every time she cast a spell. “But you’ve gone
too far. You do what you want to me, Luna Inverse. But I’ll be damned if
I’m going to let you do what you want to one of my friends.” Golden flames
began to swirl around Lina’s ankles, mirrored in her eyes. “It ends here,
Luna.”
Purple and silver armor
snapped into place around Luna, a sword larger than should be possible
flickering into her hand as Luna assumed her role of Cepheid Knight. “Are
you finally old enough to fight me, Lina? Do remember how many times you
tried and failed before. It will be just as fruitless this time.”
None of Lina’s friends had
witnessed the transformation before. As they watched, the bracers flared,
the light spilling out of them, flowing down Lina’s fingers to become golden
gauntlets. Up her arms the light traveled, meeting at her throat and draping
itself down her like water cascading over her shoulders. Magically liquid
metal seemed to conform itself to Lina’s body, shaping itself into a malleable
and yet powerful armor. The light continued to her feet, pooling around
her for a moment before the brilliance faded and revealed Lina standing
there with a cold and haughty expression on her face. The ribbon around
her forehead fell off, the knot untied. It landed on the floor beside her,
and Lina lifted her chin slightly, eyes narrowed. “I think, perhaps, that
the odds are a little more even now. Your challenge is accepted, Cepheid
Knight.”
Amelia’s mouth fell open.
Lina wasn’t just Lina, Amelia decided at once. Lina was a goddess. The
princess looked at the golden figure with her red hair spilling about her
like flames, and stared in awe. The aura of power rippling away from Lina
was almost tangible, and Amelia knew that she’d never see another human
radiate with the finely controlled power of Chaos.
Zelgadis, too, was singularly
impressed. He knew that Lina was a fairly decent match for him in swordsmanship
under normal circumstances… but now Lina looked as if she could take on
Luna in an almost fair fight. The magic sense from her was unlike any that
he’d ever felt before, and the nature of Lina and Chaos was starting to
make itself apparent to him.
Kira blinked. Lina had even
more control over the armor than she’d had. Well, little one, she
thought to Lina. You have a chance yet…but don’t let her goad you, and
don’t let her sidetrack you with pettishness.
Lina’s mental voice was
almost as cold as her physical one had been. I don’t intend to let her
do anything.
Aqua shook her head. Being
the Water Dragon King, she had just a little more authority than these
two. Voice clear and tight, she commanded the Knights. “Take it outside,
girls. You break anything in here, and it will be years before Kira lets
you set foot back in her house!”
Luna’s focus changed to
Aqua for a moment, and then the Cepheid Knight gave a sardonic little half-bow
and stepped through the door to the outside.
Lina followed.
And so did everyone else.