I decided to try a crossover- first ever, may I add? This takes place approx. at the start of ROTJ

NOTE: I am going to refer to the reunited worlds of Sylvarant and Tethe'alla as Symphonia.

Me: Alright, today I'm going to have a special guest today to do the disclaimer so that way you are pre-introduced to him! Now presenting…THE ONE THE ONLY… CRUXIS ANGEL…KRATOS AURION!

enter Kratos

K: Oh great, first her crazy sister glomps me, and now I have THIS authoress to deal with…

Me: DO THE DISCLAIMER ALREADY!

K: sighs The crazy fan girl of mine that is currently writing this story does not own Star Wars or me, seeing as I belong to Namco and Star Wars belongs to George Lucas.

Prologue

Kratos Aurion was not your average human. For one, he wasn't even human. Oh, he had been human…4,000 years ago, but that was a whole different story. Kratos actually went under the title of "angelic being." He had "angel powers" and "angel wings", but he wasn't exactly an angel. Although, some fan girls might care to differ…

The thing was, Kratos was only an angel because of one thing: his Cruxis Crystal. Giving off the appearance of a rather attractive rock, Kratos's Cruxis Crystal was actually a parasitic sort of…thing that enhanced his natural abilities. It also gave him the wings and superpowers too, as well as the ultimate blessing, as well as the ultimate curse: eternal life. Yes, that's right- Kratos will live forever. He already has been doing so for 4,000 years, forever stuck on the age of 28. Of course, with 4,028 years of life experience, this meant that Kratos Aurion was supposed to be prepared for everything. Well, not quite…

End prologue

Enough with the introduction, and now on to the story…

Kratos stood on the deck of Derris Kharlan. Once the mighty fortress of the leader of Cruxis, Mithos Yggdrasil, the comet now just orbited around blankly in space, carrying the last member of the organization that had once ruled the world with it. He sighed. Living forever has its downsides, especially if it means traveling forever with a comet. Kratos wanted anything to happen, anything, as long as it was exciting. He had regretted his decision to leave his son, Lloyd, on the newly reunited world of Symphonia and remain with Derris Kharlan at first, but now found that it was necessary, as the comet would have been long overrun by pirates or worse scum if left to its own devices. Kratos walked over to the computer that ran Derris Kharlan's navigation system. They were currently…approaching Symphonia! Excellent! He could stop by and see Lloyd and his friends for a day or two…and then return to Derris Kharlan for another long exodus around space. Running hurriedly to the transporter, Kratos prepared the warp square, and then felt the telltale sensation that meant that he was on his way back to the world of Symphonia.

Lloyd Irving was bored. The 16-year-old was currently on a journey around the world, along with his girl-friend, Colette. The blond-haired girl turned to Lloyd, her blue eyes shining.

"So Lloyd, what do you want to do today?"

"Well, that depends. Where are we?"

"Somewhere near the ruins of the Tower of Salvation."

"Hmmm…maybe we can go check those out."

"Why?"

"Oh, research purposes."

"Lloyd, you of all people! You're starting to turn into the Professor!"

Lloyd laughed at the mental picture he had created. Raine Sage, or, the Professor, as most of her students called her, was notorious for her obsession with ruins and the like. This passion was bordering on the line between insanity and intense obsession, as it scared mostly anyone who saw the Professor interact with her beloved ruins.

The pair walked up the stairs to what had used to be the Tower of Salvation, a location that had been used by Cruxis in order to maintain their iron grip over Symphonia, which, until recently, had been separated into two separate worlds, Sylvarant and Tethe'alla.

"Gee, Lloyd, remember when we had to come here for the Journey of Regeneration?"

Lloyd shuddered at the memories of the quest in which he had accompanied Colette on a journey to supposedly rejuvenate the dying world of Sylvarant, but had really turned out as a fiendish scheme by the ruler of Cruxis, Yggdrasil, to find a perfect replacement body for his sister, Martel. They had stopped Yggdrasil, but the haunting memories still remained. He looked to the location in the center of the tower in which the Eternal Sword, the mythical weapon that could control time and space, had once been imbedded. It, like the rest of the tower, had been used by Yggdrasil to manipulate the world to his own twisted ends. So ironic, seeing as Yggdrasil had saved the world 4,000 years ago, only to become a fallen hero as he desperately searched for a way to resurrect his beloved sister, Martel, after she was brutally killed.

Just then, the seal in the center glowed. The two stopped, glancing at the seal apprehensively, Lloyd slightly in front of Colette, shielding her, with his twin blades of fire and ice out in front of him.

Just then, a form began to emerge from the seal. It soon revealed the crimson-haired, purple- armored, swordsman that was his father.

"Kra- I mean- Dad! You're back!"

Kratos turned an eye towards his son.

"Humph. Only for a while. Soon, Derris Kharlan will leave Symphonia's orbit and I will have to go with it."

Lloyd's face fell, something that his father did not miss.

"It's not that bad, Lloyd. I am able to be here for about a day or two before I must return."

"Still," sighed Lloyd, "it's just a day or two. I haven't seen you for ten months."

Kratos smiled sadly. "I understand it's not as long as both of us would like, but at least I can see you while I can."

"Well, then, Dad, how about taking us with you to Derris Kharlan? All we're doing is going around the world, and I need a break from going around Symphonia. I mean, Colette's okay with it, right?"

Colette nodded furiously in response. "I wouldn't mind going to Derris Kharlan, Kratos. I think it'd be interesting. As long as Lloyd wants to, I'll go to."

It wasn't that hard for Kratos to note the presence of a rather intense bond between the two. Ah…the joys of young love, he thought wryly.

"Are you sure? Derris Kharlan is not the most interesting of places."

"Look, Dad, I'm bored with Symphonia. I already explored it enough, and I don't need a replay of it."

Kratos sighed. "Fine. We will go back to Derris Kharlan. Although, I doubt the seal will work- I programmed it to go back on in two days."

"Hey, Dad, you're forgetting what we have here." And with that statement, Lloyd drew the Material Blades- the Flamberge and the Vorpal Blade. With a flash, the two melded together to form the Eternal Sword. "I can just use the Eternal Sword to get us to Derris Kharlan."

"Wow, Lloyd, you're really thinking today!" Colette exclaimed.

Kratos shrugged. "If that is the way that you wish to proceed, then by all means do so."

"Alright, here goes!"

Lloyd raised the Eternal Sword above his head.

"Eternal Sword, carry me and my companions to Derris Kharlan!"

The world swirled around them, and in a second, the three had completely disappeared.

On Tatooine…

Tatooine was a very interesting world. What it lacked in luscious forests and tranquil waters it made up for in oppressive heat and glaring sunshine. A double dose of sunshine, may I add, seeing as Tatooine had not one sun, but two. Double whammy. Oh joy.

And this desert planet was what Kratos Aurion woke up to. Odd…I don't remember Derris Kharlan being so…warm. Or windy, for that matter. Opening his eyes, Kratos sat up. And nearly screamed. He was surrounded by…brown. Everywhere. Sand, sand, and more sand was what he saw. Not exactly cold, dark Derris Kharlan. He stood up. The sandy wind swept up his crimson mass of hair, sending it sweeping off to the side and into his other eye.

Thinking hard, Kratos realized that…something had gone wrong with the Eternal Sword. It apparently had sent him here…but where it had sent his son and Colette was beyond him. Oh crap.

Well, gotta start off somewhere. Kratos began to walk. Hopefully, sooner or later he would hit civilization. Using his angel-enhanced abilities, he scanned the surroundings for miles, finally coming on a fortress, about…an hour or two away, give or take. Good. That was something to start off from. Sighing deeply, Kratos extended his shimmering blue wings. They flapped eagerly behind him.

I hope no one sees these…he thought right as he took off towards the fortress.

On Derris Kharlan…

Lloyd woke up with Colette next to him.

"Hey, we made it, Dad!" He sat up, glancing around for the swordsman.

"Err…Dad? Hello…where are you?"

Colette sat up next to him.

"Uh, Lloyd, I don't think Kratos is here."

"HUH?"

"I mean, he's not answering to you, right? And, doesn't Kratos usually answer you?"

"Yeah, most of the time..." Lloyd pondered a little while, which was big for him, considering how he usually used his instincts over his brain.

"Gee. Wonder what happened. The Eternal Sword doesn't have any problems. I mean, it hasn't warped or anything."

Colette looked just as confused as Lloyd. "I wonder where he is…"

"Well, all I know is that he's not here with us, and he's not on Symphonia."

On board the Executor…

"Lord Vader, we have just spotted a very unusual comet come onto our radar."

The feared Dark Lord turned to look directly at the young lieutenant who had just delivered the message, as well as was shaking so hard it looked like he had just drank 8 cups of coffee.

"Unusual, you say. How so?" The Sith's bass tones echoed from the depths of his mask.

The officer swallowed hard.

"We-we-well sir, there were life signs on the comet, sir. Th-th-th-that's unusual." The young man trembled a little more. He had never faced Vader before in his life, and had heard the horrible stories of the number of officers who had met their demise at the hands of the Sith. Apparently, he thought that the same would happen to him too.

"Very well, Lieutenant. Thank you for informing me." Vader turned, which the lieutenant took as his dismissal. He ran off, perhaps a little too quickly. Vader ignored the man, searching the comet with the Force. Two very Force-strong auras popped up.

Unusual indeed…he mused. This was an interesting turn of events. Two Force-strong in one location. He needed to investigate the matter further…With as swish of his trademark black cloak, Vader walked off from the bridge of the Executor.

Meanwhile…

"Lloyd, something funny is going on…" said Colette.

"Huh? What's that, Colette?"

"Well, there was this rocking noise a couple of minutes ago, like something was landing Derris Kharlan."

"Why would anyone do that? Derris Kharlan is a COMET. What would people want with THAT?"

"I don't know, Lloyd, but-" Colette was suddenly stopped as an explosion rocked the entire fortress.

"What the hell?" Lloyd dashed off towards the entrance to Derris Kharlan, which Kratos had locked before transporting down to Symphonia, to ensure that no one would enter into the fortress. The probability of this had always been very unlikely, as to most, Derris Kharlan did not appear as anything special. However, there was now definitely something pounding on the doors.

The doors were rapidly cracking, as something rammed into it.

"OPEN UP! THIS IS THE EMPIRE!"

"What the…" whispered Lloyd. Who the hell was the Empire?

Colette ran up to Lloyd, and hugged him tight.

"What's going on, Lloyd?"

"I have no idea." Just then, another tremor went through the entire comet.

"AHHHHH!" The two fell to the ground as the doors were smashed open, and men- were they really human? They didn't look it- dressed in what appeared to be white armor ran into the fortress.

"Damn!" Grabbing Colette, Lloyd dashed for the staircase, just as the men started shooting at them.

"Colette! Open your wings! Get us out!"

Colette nodded and, with a flash of light, revealed her pink and purple wings.

"Grab hold, Lloyd!" Lloyd grabbed her hand. "Hurry!"

Just then, a cold, deep voice swept over them.

"There is no reason to run. You might as well surrender now, Jedi." Colette and Lloyd looked down. What stared up at them was the creepiest thing that both of them had ever seen. A masked figure in pure black holding a beam of pure red light in one gloved hand.

"Oh crap…" muttered Lloyd.

Darth Vader had landed on Derris Kharlan.

To Be Continued…

A/N: This story is just sort of a little brain splurge. I hope you aren't purely confused. It'll get better, I promise. Oh, and one more thing- I will NOT have any ToS characters become Jedi or something like that. I feel that that would be too…stereotypical. I also apologize for the minimal Star Wars action- I needed to introduce all the Tales characters, so this chapter was a little slow. Please review. Flames are accepted, but be warned that a total bashing will put me in a depression for a week. I am just trying this out and seeing how it does.