Slayers: Growing Up
Prologue
By: Madam Meow
Madame Meow here, one of your many resident psychopathic, egocentric, fishing-for-compliments fanfic authors. I've decided to slap together a few quasi- coherent sentences together and call it a story. If you've got the time, inclination, and the lack of a life required to bother reading it, I hope you enjoy it ^_^. Don't mind me, I get kicks from annoying people. Something about attention deprivation when I was little, I think. Umm, I really have no idea where this is going, and I don't know what kind of story it will be. Me being me, it'll probably have some romance in it. Or maybe a lot. Or maybe it'll ALL be romance, and the whole epic adventure I'm currently considering in my head will be tossed like so much rubbish into the trashcan in my brain. Of course, if you turn the can around, it's got the label 'Inspiration' on the other side, but we won't go into that ^_^. Just so you know, I've got heavy Lina/Xel and mild Lina/Zel biases. Heh, it's funny how those both sound the same out loud. *sweatdrops* You know, sometimes I worry about myself…Erm, anything else that should be said? Alternate universe, no guarantees that the characters will stay In Character, beware of bad grammar/spelling, I just finished writing this so there will be possible revisions…that should be it. Buh bye.
WARNING: There will be a smidgen of self-insertion in this fic! It's a cameo appearance, right at the beginning, and not a part of the main cast, but it's still self- insertion, and so I warn you. I'm too lazy to come up with an original character and besides, I always did have delusions of grandeur…
If by any chance, you are anal enough to require a disclaimer…well, recall the last one that you read, that's appropriate mind you, and stick it in here. I'm too lazy to write my own.
Oooh yeah, one last thing. My web addy is: http://www.geocities.com/lady_of_felenity/index.html. Not that there's anything interesting there, mind you, but, well, you never know. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In a formless void, far beyond human comprehension, there existed the Lake of Chaos. The Lake, massive and insignificant in one, was the natural byproduct of the entity that lived within it. A girl-type entity, at the moment anyway, who exuded pulsing waves of possibility then turned around and manipulated the possibility for her personal amusement and gratification. The girl-entity, or as she fancied herself, those moments she had a concept of her own being, the Lord of Nightmares, embodied chaos however, and her attention span waxed and waned unpredictably. Her manipulated creations sometimes lasted for eons, but when she turned her attention elsewhere, as she inevitably did, the possibilities collapsed, and merged with its formless brethren. However, there was one exception... Some time past, or maybe it was only a few seconds, the girl-entity's parent entity had visited her tiny sector of Formless Void. The Lord of Nightmare's parent entity was an entity that reveled in being capricious, controlling things from the background to amuse herself. That she spawned a Chaos Child was in some ways unexpected, and in other ways, no surprise at all. In any case, the child entity and mother entity spent a happy eternity doing mother-daughter bonding things, and the Lord of Nightmares showed her mummy her latest project, a self contained world containing crazy things like good and evil, and other odd concepts. The mother entity was very proud of her daughter, but being the erratic sort, plopped down a barrier of Control around it, barring the Lord of Nightmares from further manipulations, and preventing the possibilities from dissolving. The Lord of Nightmares was mildly irritated, and expressed this irritation by destroying all of her other current toys in a pulse of pure chaos. Disregarding her offspring's temper tantrum, the mother entity gave the Lord of Nightmares the equivalent of a kiss, a hug, a dictum that she wasn't to touch that world unless summoned, and then took her leave. The child-entity stewed over this for a few seconds, but soon forgot it, brushing the boxed toy away, where it landed 2.3 millimeters from the center of the pool of possibilities she called her home. The entity made new, more interesting toys with which to amuse herself, but the untouchable holds allure, even for quasi-formless entities. Every now and then, the girl- entity would stumble across the contained world, come up with a few new ways to attempt to get around the bands of Control surrounding it, fail, then be on her way again. However, given enough time, chances are any problem will be solved. And the entity had so much time, she wasn't even aware of its existence. And so the Lord of Nightmares discovered the solution. There were consequences of course. But, chaos being chaos, the consequences were disregarded, and the Lord of Nightmares…disappeared.
