Subject: [FFML] [FF][Slayers/TR x-over][Prologue] no title yet
From: "Califf, Jennifer" <jcaliff@nsai-petro.com>
Date: 7/1/1998, 10:24 AM
To: "'fanfic@fanfic.com'" <fanfic@fanfic.com>

I sent this yesterday to the list but I think I accidentally put a
keyword in the subject line of the message.  Hopefully this time the
message will make it through.  ^_^

This is a rough draft of an idea I got over the past couple of days.
I'd like to ask for help from anyone who is VERY familiar with the 3
Slayers' television series.  I've seen most of the 1st series, all of
NEXT, and the beginning of TRY (I have it all, I just haven't watched it
yet).  I'd like to avoid completely destroying continuity.  If this
doesn't work within continuity then I'll just have to adapt.  ^_^
Constructive criticism is appreciated, but please keep in mind that this
is a VERY rough idea.  Please direct any responses to my personal e-mail
address.  I have to unsub from the list while I'm at AX.  If I don't get
back to you today then I won't be able to until next Wednesday.

"Ah, but what is TR?", I hear you ask.   If you can figure it out based
on the story, congratulations, and I want to hear from you!  If not, you
might not want to know.  ^_- 

Thanks!Jennifer  


<No Title Yet, But I'll Think of Something>

by Jennifer Califf


"DRAGON SLAVE!!"

The call of a high-pitched female's voice was followed by a huge
explosion that sent bodies flying and leveled over an acre of previously
untouched virgin timberland.  When the smoke cleared, a short young
redhead in sorceress' garb stepped into the newly-created clearing.
Hands on her hips, she stood surveying the damage.  

"Not bad at all, if I do say so myself!  I took care of those bandits
and supplied that village with enough wood to last them through the
winter."  The girl grinned and a mercenary gleam shone in her eyes.

"I wonder what the going rate is for this much lumber?  And that's in
addition to the reward money!  We're gonna eat well tonight, aren't we
Gourry!"  The girl turned around as she suddenly realized she was
talking to herself.

"Gourry?  Gourry!  GOURRY!!"

"Are you done yet, Lina?"  A man's voice drifted from behind a huge
tree.  The girl, Lina, walked around the tree and witnessed one of the
most pathetic sites she'd seen in at least two days.  A tall, well built
man in armor with a large sword and long, LONG blonde hair was cowering
with his hands over his ears.  Lina growled and clocked him over the top
of the head.  He sprawled at her feet.

"Just what the heck do you think you're doing?  You wimp!  If I didn't
know better I'd think you didn't trust my powers."  Gourry rubbed the
back of his head as he picked himself up off the ground.

"It's not your powers I don't trust, it's your aim."  Lina's hands
balled into fists and her face flushed bright red.

"FINE!  If you don't like the way I do things then maybe I just won't
share the reward money with you.  Heck, maybe I'd be better off by
myself again anyway.  It's not like you helped me here or anything."
Lina turned away from Gourry and stood with her arms crossed.  For a
long minute Gourry stood with his hand on his head unsure of what to
say.  He finally reached out and put his hand on Lina's shoulder. 

"Lina . . ."  Lina opened one eye and glanced back at him.  She smiled,
and before he could continue she spun around and faced him.

"Save your breath, Gourry, I accept your apology.  There's no need for
harsh feelings after all, is there?  So, what do you think we should
have for dinner?  Chicken?  Beef?  Lamb?  Aw, what the heck, it's a
celebration!  Let's have them all!"  As Lina prattled on, Gourry tried
to interject.

"Lina.  Um, Lina?  Lina!"

"What is it!?  Why do you always insist on interrupting me?"  Lina
frowned.

"Um, because there's an angry mob headed right for us.  I just thought
you should know."

"What?!?"  Lina spun around and sure enough an angry mob of people
bearing pitchforks and machetes were rushing right towards them.  It
looked as though the entire village had come out to greet them.

"You destroyed the sacred forest!  Death to the infidels!!"  The mob
bore down on Lina and Gourry.  

"Sacred forest?!!  What about my reward!!"  Lina started to chant part
of a spell.

"FIRE-ulp!"  Gourry grabbed Lina and put his hand over her mouth.  He
picked her up over his head and started to run.

Later that evening Lina and Gourry made camp near a small river.  They
had started a small fire and were cooking their
much-smaller-than-anticipated dinner.

"You couldn't just kill the entire village!"  Gourry turned the small
spit that held several small fish.

"Why not?  They tried to kill us!  It was a breach of contract."  Lina
sat against a tree, dejectedly playing with something that reflected
brightly in the fire's glow.  

"At least I got this.  I took it from the leader of the bandits before I
took them out.  He tried to bribe me with it.  He seemed to think it
might be worth something."

"What is it?"  Gourry stopped playing with the fish long enough to lean
over and examine the item Lina held.  It was an amulet on a chain.
Several small, oddly-shaped crystals around the edge of the amulet
glittered brilliantly.

"Are those diamonds?"  

"No, but the leader of the bandits also seemed to think so.  I think he
was just tired and his eyes were growing old.  Any bandit worth his salt
could tell that these aren't diamonds."  Lina held the amulet in front
of her so that the fire illuminated it's surface.

"However, I don't think he had any idea of its true value.  This amulet
is ancient, and it is definitely a magical artifact of great power.  I
just wish I knew what it was."

"There's writing on it.  What does it say?  Can you read it?"

"Surprisingly, yes.  It says, 'ONLY THE PURE OF SPIRIT MAY FIND THE
TREASURE OF KNOWLEDGE'.  But I don't know what that means either.  Why
does it sound so familiar?  Tomorrow I think we should go to the next
town and see if anyone has ever seen or heard of this amulet before.  I
want to find out where it came from."  

"Maybe you should have asked the bandit before you blasted him?"  Gourry
continued to gaze at the amulet, trying to read the words inscribed on
its surface from his odd angle.  Just then Lina sat up straight and
sniffed the air.  Realization quickly dawned.

"THE FISH!!  YOU'RE BURNING MY DINNER YOU MORON!"


... TO BE CONTINUED


Slayers is copyright a bunch of other people, and the video series is
distributed in the US by Central Park Media.  "TR" is copyright Alchemy
II.  ^_^

jcaliff@nsai-petro.com       http://www.topher.net/~jcaliff/iserlohn.htm

"One of the mammals' evolutionary advantages was that they bore their
young alive.  As research has conclusively shown, animals that bore
their young dead generally got nowhere."
  --  _Science Made Stupid_ by Tom Weller