Forgotten King: Chapter 3


Sorry if there are some spelling/grammatical errors in this.   I AM NOT AN ENGLISH MAJOR!!!!

* Italics mean a person's thoughts


"Damn that Xellos, leading me on a track to this old abandon castle in the middle of the night.   And, then leave me to finish by myself." cursed Lina as she got closer to the castle.


Flashback

"Where are we going Xellos," Lina asked as they started towards the mountains to the north of the city.

"Oh, we're going to the old castle," was Xellos' calm remark.

"WHAT, your hiding me just a few miles away from the problem, and in a haunted castle to boot!!!"   Lina all but yelled at the trickster priest.

"Well, one Fibby won't set foot near the castle, and two its not haunted.   Where did you hear it was haunted??" asked Xellos, he was usually pretty knowledgeable about anything in town, including rumors.   This whole castle being haunted thing was something that hadn't reached him.

"A group of travelers came into town a few weeks ago.   They kept asking if anyone lived in the castle.   We told them no, but they insisted that they saw and heard signs of life when they passed by.  They said they saw light coming from there, and sound of inhuman wails during the night.   Some people say it is the spirit of the king, enraged at what has happened to his kingdom.  But, the main rumor is that the ghost is actually the spirit of Prince Zelgadis.   They say that he was actually killed by his uncle when he came to visit and the prince disappeared the same time he did."   Lina rattled off the tale to Xellos as they walked.

Xellos knew what the travelers saw, but he wasn't going to say anything.   It would be very interesting just to watch how this little idea would work out.   As he was thinking of the effects of this present on his friend he noticed they were getting really close to the castle.   He knew that his plans would be ruined if he showed up on the door step, so he turned to face Lina, and smiled.  "This is were I have to be going.   I believe you can make it the rest of the way by yourself."   Xellos phased out after his statement leaving Lina alone and dumbstruck.

End Flashback


Lina finally reached the main door of the castle.   Well, so far no weird sights, sounds, or happenings, might as well go in.   Lina pushed on the main door with all her might, it came open with some effort, and she was able to get inside.   Lina cast a light spell as she looked around the interior of the room.   It was the main hall of the castle, suits of armor lined the wall as they stood in their eternal guard of the hall.   As she moved about the room she caught sight of a portrait hanging above one of the rows of armor.   She looked at the portrait to see a handsome young man dressed in a blue tunic, black pants, and cloak.   His skin was a pale pink, with light lavender hair coming down slightly covering one eye.   The last, and most studied detail, were his sapphire blue eyes that stared down into the hall.   Lina shivered, one because she was so struck by his looks, and for a second it seemed the portrait was watching her.   She stepped closer to the portrait, studying its every detail, looking for who this could've been.   She whipped the dust from the plaque at the bottom of the frame to read the name, 'Zelgadis Greywords'.   She jumped back from, the now confirmed, portrait of the former crowned prince Zelgadis.   This is what the crowned prince looked like?  Gods, what a hunk, too bad he was killed by his uncle.   He probably would of made a great king.

Lina's thoughts were soon interrupted by the alarming slam of the main door.   She spun around to find no one there.  She started backing towards the stairs of the hall, keeping an eye out for any would be attackers.   Soon her attention was diverted to a loud crash off to the side.   She spun to see a pile of armor on the floor with a patch of, blonde hair?   The pile started to move, it was actually a young man with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a sword strapped to his side.  Lina drew her dagger and yelled, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

The blonde turned to look at her and just blinked.   After about two minutes of standing there he said, "I'm supposed to ask you that."

"What do you mean your supposed to ask me that?   I came here to see the castle, what about........SHIT!" Lina cursed as she felt a sharp poke in her back.

Lina dropped the knife, raised her hands in the air and turned to face her other attacker.   She studied him as she caught view of his outfit.   He was dressed all in black, with a black trench coat over it all.   Over his face was a mask, divided down the center in black and white halves, one side smiling evilly, the other frowning sadly.   She could swear she saw a red glow in the eye holes but dismissed it as quickly as it came.   "So I see, you get you clumsy partner to cause a distraction as you get them from behind, not bad."

The masked attacker only looked at her, his crimson sword pointed at her heart.   He signaled the other one over with a simple head motion.   The blonde came over and secured Lina's hands by tying them up with a rope.   After this task was completed the masked man finally spoke.  "What are you doing here, no one is allowed in this place."

Lina glared at him and retorted, "I'm running away from someone and I thought a haunted castle was a good place to go."

At that remark the blonde started looking all over the place franticly, "There are ghost in here?"

*sweatdrop* The  masked figure looked at the other man and said, "Gourry, you idiot we are the would be ghost.   I don't know why the master keeps you around."

Lina raised an eyebrow at the term 'master' and asked, "You guys serve someone else?"

The masked man poked Lina in the back with his sword, "Be quiet, and move towards the stairs."

Lina reluctantly complied with the man's orders.   She was lead up the stairs and down a hall ending in two large doors.   The masked man motioned Gourry to open the doors.   He then lead Lina into the room.   As Lina looked about she noticed this was the throne room.   The closer they got to the throne, Lina noticed that something was seated in it.

The man stopped Lina just a few feet in front of the throne and bowed slightly.   "Master, this is the intruder we caught sneaking around the castle.   What should we do with her?"

Lina eyes quickly shot to the throne.  This was the master of these guys, she wanted to get a good look at him.   He had to be someone of power for the guy in the mask to serve him.   From the start she could feel a strong aura coming from the mysterious swordsman that caught her.   As she studied the figure she couldn't discern much, the figure was covered from head to toe and it was pretty dark.   He was in an outfit of pure ivory, tunic, pants, cloak, everything other than two belts, his shoes, and the cloak clasp was ivory.   As she was looking at him she saw his head move,  was he pondering his servants question?

The ivory man, yes it was a man. That was about all you could tell from his looks, rose from the throne.   He walked down the steps to stand right in front of Lina.   He was about a head and a half taller than Lina and began to prod her, checking her muscle tone and things like that (and no he didn't go that far if that's what your thinking, perverts).   The stranger soon brought his hand to cup her chin, moving her head left to right, viewing her face.

As he moved her head, Lina didn't fight at all.   Just from his grip she could tell he could crush her if he wanted.   She clenched her teeth and allowed herself to be viewed as a slave would, if only to stay alive a little while longer.   Soon the stranger angled her face to stare straight up into the area of his face.   The only thing she could see in the dark space under the deep hood was his eyes.   They were pure sapphire blue, they looked as if they were gemstones.   They looked as if they could freeze water just by looking at it, so cold, they showed the uncaring inside of their master, and Lina could barely stand to be under his gaze.   Then she noticed something else, his eyes where silted.   Mazuko!!!!, Lina's mind screamed as she looked at the now known mazuko.   "So, a mazuko is the one who is making the castle look haunted." Lina stated tauntingly.

She smirked in triumph, when she noticed his gaze become that of angry, and his fist clenched tightly.   She began to squirm as his grip tightened around her chin, she was correct in thinking his grip was incredibly strong.   Soon the stranger released her and turned to Gourry.  "Gourry, take her to one of the rooms, I will decide what to do with her later."   His voice was soft and somewhat sensual, it was all Lina could do to keep from shivering at his words.   Gods, even if he is a mazuko, what a sexy voice.  Well, if he was a mazuko then why would he get so enraged at being called what he is??  Just what is he if he isn't a mazuko.   Lina couldn't get any answers as she was escorted down a hall by the one known as Gourry.


As Lina walked down the hall see studied her escort.   He was human, she knew this much, but why would a mazuko have human lackeys?   Well lackey, she was sure the masked man was a lower mazuko under the master.  Lina decided to try and get information from her escort, heck he looked dumb enough.   "So, why are you working for 'the master'?" she asked quietly.

Gourry looked at the captive, smiled dumbly and said, "I have served the master of this castle ever since I could hold a sword."

Lina looked at him, eyebrow raised and asked, "So you served the king before he died, and now your serving a mazuko."

Gourry looked about quickly, "Where's a mazuko!"

Lina sighed in frustration, "Your master, the trespassing mazuko, you idiot!"

Gourry blinked, "The master is a mazuko??"

Lina looked at him wide eyed, "You served him just cause he showed up in the castle and you didn't even know he was a mazuko!!!"

Gourry looked at her blinked a few times and thought very hard.   Then Gourry slammed his fist into the palm of his other hand.   "He belongs here, he was living here when the king was alive."

Lina cocked an eyebrow at that statement.  The king had mazuko servants??   Maybe that's why the nobles always obeyed him.   "What is your master's name then?"

Gourry thought for a second and then said, "You know I can't remember."

Lina facefualtered at the idiots answer, "WHAT!!!!!!!   You work for him and you don't even know his name!!!"

Gourry just shrugged as they kept on walking.   He soon stopped at the door of a room, unlocked it, and went inside.

Lina followed and was dazzled by the sight of the room.   Its color scheme went with shades of red and black.   The black carpet looked like a pool obsidian, leading up to the red curtains, and bed spread.   The curtains where of a dark crimson, looking like columns of blood that froze in place.   The bed was a lighter shade of red that looked to be made of a giant ruby, if that where possible.   The chandelier was augmented with rubies and onyxes.   Then the candles where light the room took on a dark hue, as to keep the atmosphere going.   The next she notice the large vanity mirror, it was embroidered with a ruby and onyx dragon, biting its tail as to totally encircle it.   The last was the mahogany wood dresser that sat on the opposite side of the room as the bed.

Lina turned to see Gourry leaving, she ran to get to the door but it was too late.   He shut the door behind him as he left.  Just as she began to pull on the knob she heard the door being locked.   She began to pound on the door screaming, "What do you think you are doing!!!  You can't just leave me here!!!"

Gourry spoke up from the other side of the door, "You should probably get some sleep.   You will be let out tomorrow when Sylphiel comes to get you."

"Who the hell is Sylphiel!!!," Lina screamed, still wrestling with the door.

"She's the cook and maid, she will check on you tomorrow, now get some sleep."

With that she heard him walk away, down the hall until his footsteps could no longer be heard.   Lina left the side of the door and sat on the bed to think.   Ok I'm stuck in this room till morning.   Oh, I bet that mazuko is just having a great meal of this.   Damn you Xellos, taking me to a mazuko infested castle.   As she thought things seemed to get worse and worse, until she finally laid down and began to cry.   She cried her eyes out until sleep finally took her, and she drifted off into the darkness.

Chapter: 4


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