A/N: First off, let me say that I'm really digging Tales of Berseria even though I'm new to the Tales series. Yes, shocking, isn't it? Then again, I got into the Final Fantasy series because of XIII. Anyway…it was only a matter of time before my active imagination gave way to this. So let's see how this goes. As a final note, Kiba opening one will serve as the opening for this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and/or Tales of Berseria. They belong to their rightful owners.

Tales of a Raven

First Chapter: Tales of an Amnesiac

? P.O.V

Darkness. That's all I ever see in this cell despite some sliver of light coming out of a small barred window coming from the door. I call it darkness because I doubt I'll see the light out of this cage except if I see a light at the other end of some dark tunnel. I was a ragged mess, wearing nothing more than some tattered excuse of an oversized grey T-shirt and nothing more and I do mean nothing more. I'd rather not go any deeper than that. My hair was a mess and unruly due to the lack of care I was supposed to do. Then again, I'm in a prison. Such a pleasantry was beyond a given. I suppose what made this worse was that I seldom had any good sleep. Whenever I would close my eyes, I see her. This…figure wearing some strange white mask with red markings. Whenever I saw the figure, I would flee in terror for my life but the figure would always be in front of me no matter how far I ran away. To add that, I would see strange images flashing before me. I didn't understand what they were supposed to me and whenever I would wake up, I would have this terrible headache.

This has been going on for I don't know how long. I've lost count of the days ever since they put me in this cell. And the reason? That I can't remember either. I can't remember anything. Of who I am, where I come from, what my past was, or even my name. I can't remember any of them. What I find strange is that I can't remember the last time I ate and yet I never felt hungry once. This dim cell, this dirty floor, that ripped up bed, they are all I know in this life. And I hate every part of it. I feel like a bird that's been caged by force with no way of escape. Being confined in this small space, it feels absolutely unbearable to me. Being not able to remember who you were before didn't help either. At this point, it was insignificant. What answers are there for me about my past if there are none to be there? I've long accepted that.

It was another day I suppose where I was sitting on my bed doing nothing as usual with my knees brought up to my face. I normally don't pay attention to the time since that's been lost to me ever since I was thrown into here. I heard footsteps approaching my cell and lifted my head up. I rarely talk to the guards of this prison but curiosity had gotten the better of me. Soon as I saw the guard walk past my cell, I ran up to the door. "Guard! Hey, guard!" It seemed I gained his attention he turned around to me. Or she. It's hard to tell with those ridiculous helmets they're wearing. I sometimes wonder how they even see through them. "Can you tell me how long I've been in here?"

I felt anxious as the guard didn't reply to me. Then I heard a scoff. Judging from the sound, it was a woman after all. "You've been in this prison for over a year already. Not like that matters to a daemon like you."

I saw her turn around and leave. I stepped away from my cell door and sat down back onto my bed and contemplate about what I was told. A year. It's only been that long? It feels longer than that. Like an eternity. And what that guard said before. A daemon? Me? Is that why I'm in this? Also, what is a daemon? I've never heard such a thing before. Oh well. It's not like it'll matter later on. If I've been in this prison for only a year, it'll be likely I'll spend the rest of my life rotting in this cell. I walk back to my bed and lay down on it. Once I closed my eyes, I fell asleep as it's the only way for me to pass the time even though I know what awaits me in that darkness.

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"SA***!"

"R****, wait!"

"I'll make you pay for what you've done to her!"

"R****!"

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I opened and sat up quickly while my breathing shaky. That dream again. I've had it countless times and I'm not any closer to knowing what it meant. The names are muffled so I don't know who's who. I groaned while placing my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes. It didn't take long for me to realize the noise that was coming outside my cell door. What was making all that racket? "Take down the exorcists! We're escaping this hellhole!"

Did I hear that right? Escaping? Does that mean there's a jailbreak going on? I walked over to my cell door and gave it a slight push. To my surprise, it actually opened. I pushed it all the way open and saw other prisoners and strange creatures making a run for it in whatever direction they went. I was so confused. What could've happened to start this? I don't think questions like that matter now. If this was a prison break, that means I could escape too. Anywhere would be better than spending the rest of my life in that damned cell. The only problem is where I should start? "Don't you think we should go where they're keeping the weapons?" I quickly caught that and listened in to one of the prisoners was saying. "I heard they kept every weapon that belonged to every prisoner that's in here."

That seemed very helpful to me. I'm sure I could find a weapon that suits me there. "You idiot! That would be the first place the exorcists would guard!"

Of course, it wouldn't be something so simple. Still, as long as there's a chance… "Where can I find it?" I approached the two.

They seemed pretty surprised that a woman was speaking to them. They also looked at me like I had some crazy plan. "What are you, stupid? You'll get yourself killed."

Somehow, I don't see that happening. "I guess I'm stupid then. Now, which way?"

They seemed a little uncertain to me but one of them sighed. "You can find it if you follow that path." He pointed at a door not far from us. "Go there and take a turn to the left. That's where you'll find it. Although, I'm not sure what a woman like you is going to do."

I chuckled at his words. "I'll think of something. One more thing. How did this prison riot start?"

I saw the other prisoner think about my question for a second or two. "I don't know much but it was started by a woman. Next thing we knew, all the seals were broken on our cell doors and most of us ran off."

A woman started this? That's quite the surprise. I have a feeling she didn't start this for the fun of it. Aside from that, I got what I needed to know. "Thank you for sharing that with me. I'll be on my way now." I ran past them and headed toward that storage room. I went through that door and followed the directions that man gave me. Apparently, he was worried for nothing as I've yet to see these…exorcists. I suppose that's what the guards are called here. I saw a door up ahead and thought that was the room. I guess luck was on my side. I opened the door slowly and silently so not to raise any alarm.

I quietly entered the room and looked around. Sure enough, this seemed where they would keep some important items. "Ah, there you are." I gasped and turned to see a man holding a rather long sword. "Stormhowl. Back in my hands again." It seems I came in a rather touching moment. I saw him fit that long sword onto his back. "So you're here to plunder or what?" I gasped at what he said and turned to me. I was surprised to what he looked like. Even more so with what I was feeling from him. It was…strange. He smiled at me. "So you're one too huh?"

I didn't understand what he meant by that. "One what?"

He chuckled at me. "You don't know? I never met someone who didn't know they were a daemon." There's that word again. What did it mean? "Anyway… help yourself to what's here. I already got what I came for."

I could see that. It seemed he wasn't out to harm me but that didn't mean he could be an enemy to me. I took his opportunity and searched what I could find. Among looking at the crates, I felt a strange sensation. Like something was calling me. I approached one of the crates and opened it. I gasped at what it held. This outfit inside of it was reminiscent of the one that masked woman wore in my nightmares. There was also a sword of some kind that was long. I picked it up and that feeling became even stronger. Did I have some sort of connection to this? "Found something you like?" I turned around with the sword in hand and that man was still here in the room for some reason. He whistled at the weapon I was holding. "That's quite the sword you have there but the sheath isn't anything I've seen before. What are the colors on it supposed to mean?"

I looked at what he was talking about and there were several different colors on it. I haven't had a clue and yet…something about this all seems familiar to me. I turned back to the crate and set the sword down. I can figure all of this later but first… "Can you turn around?"

I could almost hear him smile. "I understand." I glanced back a little and saw he did turn around. At least he was a gentleman. I looked back at the clothes and grabbed them.

I suppose I should be grateful they kept everything. Even the essentials. Once I set that sword to my left hip, I was done dressing. Again, I found it strange that even though it's my first wearing actual clothes and yet I'm familiar with them. I turned around and saw that man who still had his back turned against me. "I'm done now."

He turned back and around and seemed to like what he saw what I was wearing. "Not bad. You defiantly don't look like some prisoner now." I'll take the compliment. "So what's your next move?"

I pondered about that and came up with a simple solution. "I suppose to take out anyone who gets in my way and get out of here. You?" I was curious of his goals.

I heard chuckle at my question. "Simple for me. Find the woman who told me where to find Stormhowl. She should still be around."

A woman? I wonder if that's the same woman who started this riot in the first place. An idea suddenly came to me. "You wouldn't mind if I tagged along, would you? You at least seem to know where to go."

He just shrugged at me. "Do what you want, I don't mind but don't expect me to help you out if you get into trouble."

I expected as much. Still, at least this was better than going at it alone. Both of us ran out of the storage room and I followed him through the corridor. "You know where to go to next?"

I heard him laugh at my question. "You got me. I kinda figured heading to one of the towers first to get a look at the surroundings and see what's happening." Not the most well thought out plan but at least it was a start.

If I'm going to stick around with him, I might as well get to know him. "What's your name?"

I didn't hear a reply from him. "Rokurou Rangetsu. That's who I am." Rokurou Rangetsu. Quite the name he has. "And you? What's your name?"

My name? I couldn't help but find the question a little humorous. "I'm sorry but I don't even know my own past. Much less my name. The only detail I know is that I've spent a year here in this prison."

I've always wondered what my name was but it always eluded me. "Only a year? This must be your lucky break then." I suppose he's right. "If you have no memory, that would explain why you don't remember becoming a daemon."

Is my memory loss linked to me becoming a daemon? I have so many questions and yet no answers. Well, I suppose that's not true. I do have one question that should be able to be answered. "And are you a daemon as well?"

Again, he laughed at my question. "You got that right and so is the woman I'm looking for." I'm surprisingly learning a lot today. Far more than the year I've been confined here. "Since you don't know your own name, hope you don't mind me giving one to you. I was thinking of Aka."

Aka, huh? "And why Aka of all things?"

Somehow, I know he was smiling. "Because of the color of your eyes and the outfit you're wearing." My eyes? Come to think of it, I've never seen a reflection of myself once.

It may not be my real name but I'll take it regardless. "Halt!" We both saw guards, three of them approaching us. We stopped just in front of them. "This riot of yours is almost quelled. Time for you two to return back to your cells."

I saw Rokurou smirk at the words. "That was faster than I thought." It may be funny to him but it still worried me. "Although, it doesn't look like you'll let us pass nice and easy." That much is obvious. Still, even if it's three against two, I'm confident we'll defeat them. "Show them what you can do Aka."

Wait, what? "Why are you letting me fight them? Aren't you going to help me?"

I saw him cross his arms. "I need to know you won't slow me down and capable of fighting. Just because you're wielding a sword doesn't mean you know how to use it. So let's see how good of a swordswoman you really are."

I had some serious doubts about this plan. "And if I'm killed?"

He just gave me a bright smile. "I'll be sure to have a drink in your memory." Thanks for that. I'll be dead but at least you'll have a drink for me.

I begrudgingly stepped toward the three guards. As much as I hate to admit it, Rokurou did have some truth to what he said about me. If I don't pull my weight, I'll nothing more than a burden. I began to feel a little nervous I'm going to fight. I know this is the reason why I picked up a weapon in the first place but taking on three guards at once seems to be a little much for a first time. Oh well, it's not I have much of a choice at this point. I grabbed the handle of my sword tightly and already the guards were being wary. "You will not pass through daemon!"

All three of them rushed at me at once. I did the same running to them and quickly drew out my sword. I slashed all three of them while passing them by and stopped from behind. The next thing I knew, I heard three large clang noises hitting the ground. I flicked my sword and sheathed it. I turned around saw those three guards lying on the ground. Did I actually do that? It seemed like it happened in a flash. "Not bad." I turned my attention to Rokurou walking towards me. "Judging from your swordplay, I'd say you're proficient in laido."

I'll take that explanation but there was one thing I'm still confused. "How did I…do that?" I've never done this…laido and yet…

I saw him give me a smile. "Although you may not remember who you are, your body certainly remembers how to fight. You must've been quite the swordswoman in the past." He's not particularly wrong. My body did move on its own while I attacked those guards. Just who was I in the past? "Now that they're dealt with, let's keep moving. We don't have a lot of time." Right. They did say the riot was almost contained. I would rather not waste this chance. We resumed running to the tower closest to us. The rest of the way went smoothly without a problem. I guess it's because the guards are busy with the rioters somewhere else.

We finally reached a room where there was a ladder that led to the top of the tower. "We're finally here."

I grabbed the ladder and tried to climb it but I heard Rokurou clear his throat and stopped. I turned him who was looking away from me. "Maybe I should go first."

I wondered why he suggested going first but then realized it. I looked down at the skirt I was wearing and then back to him. "Aren't you the chivalrous type."

I heard him chuckle. "I may be a daemon but I do have some manners." What a gentleman he is. I moved aside and he climbed up first. I climbed up after him and quickly made it to the top. Rokurou opened the hatch and took a look outside. "Coast is clear." I saw him exit out of the hatch and so did I.

I felt fresh air blowing on my face and the rain pelting on me. Never before have I felt so alive feeling the outside air. This is my first taste of freedom. Yes, I'm still aware I'm in a prison but I'll take what I can get. I took a look at the surroundings and that refreshed feeling was crushed when I saw the ocean all around. "We're on an island!?"

"Guess so." I turned to Rokurou who didn't seem phased at all by this. "Looks like there's a ship at the back docks. Chances are the exorcists are probably securing it now."

That's just great. "So what do we do now?"

I hope he has a plan B. Otherwise; we'll never get another chance to escape. "There should be another ship at the front docks the exorcists use. We can just take that." Good enough for me.

"So long everyone!"

We suddenly heard a new voice coming from behind us. Before we could turn around, something ran into Rokurou and fell off the tower. "Rokurou!"

"There are the prisoners!" I turned around to see more of the guards coming out of the hatch. Damn it. I looked back at the bottom of the tower where Rokurou was heading. My options were very limited. In the end, I've decided and I'm very sure I'll regret it.

I turned around and jumped off the tower. Just as I thought, I'm regretting this decision. Rokurou was nearing the bottom and I have to do something before he hits it. Something, anything! I roared and felt something sprout out of my back. The next thing I knew, I traveled over to Rokurou was and swept him up before he hit the ground. My rescue may have been smooth but not my landing as I crashed both of us into the ground ripping through it. All of groaned but at least we managed to get away from guards. "You alright Rokurou?"

I heard him groan too. I took that as a sign meaning he's alive. "I'm good. Thanks for the save Aka."

That was relieving to hear. I stood up and opened my eyes to see something black to the side. I looked and gasped at what I was seeing. Wings. Wings with black feathers. "What…the…"

"Well, would you look at that." I looked at Rokurou who seemed interested in what he was seeing. "So that's what you look like. Now you look like a daemon." Is this what they meant? Black feathered wings coming out of my back. This is what I am? When did I even have these in the first place? Now even more questions came up. "Now then…what the hell was it that hit me?"

"Hey, that's rude don't you think to call me a what. I'm a who." We turned to that new voice and saw that it was a girl with an…interesting outfit. Is she wearing books as a skirt? "Behold as you lay your gaze up the one, the only, the witch known in all of the eleven seas called…" She clapped her hands and spread her arms out while smiling at us. "Mazhigigika Miludin do Din Nolurun Dou! Or you can call me Magilou for short." I prefer calling her the latter. That was quite the intro she did.

"Magilou huh? Mind telling me why you just ran into me?! We fell off that tower because of you!" I thought he would be mad about that.

This…Magilou didn't seem too worried about their near death. "Oh, relax. We're still alive, aren't we? And it's all thanks to our guardian angel. Or rather fallen angel given the black wings she has in her possession."

I folded my wings behind my back. I didn't know I could do that. "Are you a prisoner too?"

She gave me a playful smirk. "Won't be for long once I get out. That was the plan anyway until those exorcist guards came around. I just took the quickest route to escape them and there you were in my way."

Somehow I see holes in that plan. "And what was your next move upon arriving at the top of the tower?"

Magilou just shrugged at my question. "I was going to improvise. But that was then and we should focus on the now."

So she's in the same boat as us. I can't tell if that's good or bad. Still, I think we can use it to our advantage. "If you want, you can tag along with us. We found a way to get out of here."

It seemed she liked my suggestion. "Well, isn't that greatest bit of news ever. I was going to tag along anyway anyhow." I figured as much considering how she's acting. "So what are we doing just standing around? Let's get moving. Next stop, anywhere outta this prison island."

That's something we can all agree on. "Then let's get moving." All three of us took the path ahead of us. I must admit these are some interesting people I've met today. Speaking of… "By the way, Magilou, was it? This is Rokurou and I'm…" I hesitated to speak out the given name. "Aka." Speaking that name felt so foreign to me. So…unnatural.

I heard Magilou snicker at me. "Quite the unimaginative name you have there."

"Hey! I was the one that gave her that name since she can't remember her real one or her past." Way to back me up Rokurou. Either that he felt insulted that the name he gave me was made fun of.

I saw Magilou turn her head at me and had an amused look on her face. "Oh, is that so? What kind of skeletons have you rattling in that brain of yours? Something that's filled with joyous memories of your former past or rather does your mind has something buried in the deepest parts of your mind. Oh, the possibilities are endless."Despite her own unique way of explaining my amnesia, she isn't wrong. What kind of a person was I in the past? Who am I, really?

"There you are!" All three turned to see two more of the guards approaching us.

I heard Magilou laugh at their arrival. "Gee, what are the chances some guards show up? Anyone feel like getting their hands dirty?"

This time I heard Rokurou laugh. "I'm pretty sure Aka can handle them."

Why is he making me do all the hard work? You think with a sword like his, he'd pitch in. "Why are you making me fight them?"

I saw him smirk at me. "I've seen you fight as a swordswoman. Now let's see how you fight like a daemon." So that's his reason.

"You heard him. Chop, chop. The sooner this is over with, the quicker we'll have our first taste of freedom getting outta here." And Magilou was encouraging it.

Looks like I don't have a choice. I've put on the spot yet again. Luckily, there are only two of them so it shouldn't be too hard. I saw one of them raise their arm up. "Now appear, my malak!" A flash of light appeared next to him and saw a masked figure wearing a white garb. How did he do that? The other guard did the same and another masked figure appeared. Where are they coming from?

"Looks like they brought out the malakhim."

I looked back at Magilou. "Malakhim?"

She gave me a deadpan look. "Malakhim are spiritual beings used as familiars by the exorcists. In other words, they're tools for them to use. Oh, and they have powers derived from the four elements. So try not to get cooked if they use fire. Otherwise, we'll be having crispy daemon wings for dinner." And she makes light of my upcoming death.

I turned my attention to the guards and…malakhim. Somehow, I don't feel nervous. If anything, this'll lead me more about who I am with the way I fight. I grabbed the handle of my sword. Even though I'm facing against four opponents at once, I'm surprisingly remaining calm. My breathing remained steady. The raindrops falling seemed to slow down before my eyes. I paid close attention to one in front of my eyes. Once it dropped to the ground, I took that as the signal to begin. I rushed over to one of the guards with my sword drawn and attacked them. However, one of their malakhim went in-between us and blocked my attack with its staff. They were remarkably strong. It pushed me back away from it and the guards. Then it spun the staff around and struck the end of it into the ground. That's when the ground started to shake and rip apart before it and was headed straight to me. I jumped out of the way to the side and the attack did miss me.

I saw the second one jump behind the first one and pointed its staff at me. The raindrops in front began to glow and merge together into two separate waves headed toward me. I jumped to the sky and my wings spread out. The attack missed me and I remained in the air. It seems flying will do me good in this fight. I flew down at the malakhim who attacked first. I swung my sword overhead at it but it blocked my attack. I felt the force of my attack and it blew away the surrounding raindrops around us for a moment while the ground formed a crater beneath us. Am I really this powerful? I saw that malakhim shift its foot forward and stone pillars came out beneath me. They sent me away from the malakhim and the second one appeared before me. I gritted my teeth at it. "Get away!" I used one of my wings to swat that thing away and crashed into the ground. I didn't stop there as I chased after it. I landed on top of it which created a crater beneath us and roared while I stabbed it. I took it as a sign I killed it. I sensed the first one I sensed the first one was behind me. I quickly turned around and rushed toward it with my sword drawn back. In one swift movement, I swung my sword at the first malakhim. It seemed like it happened in a second with the rain falling slowly. Once I passed it by, the rain fell as normal. I heard that malakhim fall to the ground with a splash.

I slowly turned around to the guards who were standing still. Somehow, I knew they were scared given by their body language. I stared at them intensely with my eyes. One of them took a step back. "W-What the hell is she?"

"Those eyes…those crimson eyes…they truly belong to a daemon such as her."

I've heard enough from them. I took this opportunity and quickly went over to them. With their guard down, I swung my sword at the both of them at once several times. I saw the two of them fall backward to the ground. I breathed heavily as I stared at their bodies. Then I heard clapping coming from behind. I turned around to see it was Magilou who was clapping. "Bravo. Quite the performance you've given us. The raw energy, against the odds, the emotion, it was simply marvelous to behold! Not to mention it was very entertaining." At least one of us seemed to enjoy my fight.

"I'll admit I have to agree. If it were possible, I'd like to have a match against you someday." I can't say I feel the same about that.

I looked back at the guards and saw how motionless they were. Seeing them like this doesn't bother me which is strange. How can I be used to such a sight? It's just more questions I hope will be answered. I flicked my sword and sheathed it back. My wings also withdrew inside my back. Apparently, I can do that. "Let's get a move on." I didn't hear any objections and all of us followed the path forward which led to a door to the prison.

All three of us managed to enter back into the prison. As much as I was happy to be outside, I'm sure we all prefer to be dry for the time being. We walked through the hall and down some stairs. The path in front was straightforward enough. "Hmm. If my intuition is right, we're heading to the front."

Magilou figured right. "Yes. There should be a ship for us we could take and finally get the hell out of here."

"Just as long we don't run into any more exorcists. Who knows what little time we have left before they take back control. Once they do, that's the end of our short little tale. Then again, our fallen angel has proven herself to be quite the force to be reckoned with. The Crimson-Eyed Daemon. That has a nice ring to it, don't you think. The name itself will instill fear into enemies far and wide across the land!" I'm not much of a fan of the name. We made it to the door and I opened it. We found ourselves walking into a larger room and it seemed to be safe. "Oho! Finally, someplace that might not be a death trap. When we tumbled from the tower, I thought 'this is it, Magilou, this is the end.'"

I saw Rokurou turn to our…tag along. "It would've been less risky if you hadn't suddenly appeared and jumped on my back."

While they were talking about their recent near death experience, I saw there was a young girl standing around. One detail I noticed about her was that her left arm fully bandaged. Did something happen to it? "Who's that?"

Rokurou turned to her and seemed to know her. "Oh hey, it's you." He started to walk over toward her. Does he know this girl? Both Magilou and I walked behind him and he stopped. "It's thanks to you that Stormhowl is back in my care." I saw him take out part of his sword. From what I can tell, the blade seemed very interesting. With how he's talking to the girl in front, I can only assume this is the person he was looking for and we're all in the same place. How convenient. He put the blade back into its sheath and bowed to her then straighten back up. "Rokurou Rangetsu, at your service. This blade is my life. I owe you a great debt, one I vow to repay." He truly is a gentleman.

"Yes, yes, she's a peach and a model citizen. Can we get our move on? I think they're just about done massacring the rioters." I do admit Magilou has a point.

While they were talking, I continued to stare at the girl in front of me. I'm getting that same feeling as I did from Rokurou. Is she…a daemon too? "The docks are just ahead. Give me a hand." I saw her turn around and walk away.

"Hold on!" She stopped and looked back at me. I saw the look in her eyes. They seemed so bitter and full of hatred. I wondered what could've happened to her to have such eyes? "Can you tell me your name?"

She narrowed her eyes at me. I think I may have insulted her. "Velvet."

Velvet. It's a sweet name but I can tell this girl is anything but sweet. "And your last name?" I know I'm asking a lot at this point.

She still gave that cold stare at me. "If it'll make you stop asking questions. It's Crowe."

Velvet Crowe. Somehow, I see it as a fitting name. "It's nice to meet you, Velvet Cro-" I suddenly felt a sharp intense going through my head and dropped to my knees while screaming. I had one hand on the floor while the other was grabbing my head tightly in hopes of quelling the pain going through my head. Why is it feeling like this?

"Huh, now this is interesting."

"Rokurou, where did you find this woman?"

"Not long after I found Stormhowl. She has amnesia so she doesn't know her past or her own name so I named her Aka."

While they were talking, my head was pounding, pulsating harder every second. Why is this happening to me? Only one word kept repeating in my mind. Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe… "Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe…"

"You know her Velvet?"

"No, I don't. If she's going to be like this, we're better off leaving her."

"Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, Crowe, CROWE!" I gasped as something went through my mind. Something like clarity. "Raven."

"Raven?"

That pain and pounding stopped now. I stood up and looked at everyone. "My name. I remember it now. My name is Raven."

Rokurou seemed to like my name. "Raven, huh? About time you remembered something. It's not a bad name."

I certainly like it better than Aka. When I said my name, it felt right to me. Magilou certainly had a playful smirk on her. "Whadaya know? A raven and a crow. They do say that two birds of a feather stick together."

I'm going to ignore that. Right now I'm curious as to why Velvet's last name made me remember my real name. Judging by the look she was giving, we really don't have the time to ponder about it. "If you're done already, let's get a move on. We've wasted enough time here." That's something I can agree. All of us made our way out of the room.

We exit out of the prison and outside again. The rain seemed to be falling harder than it did before. In front of us was a ship. I guess fortune is on our side. Magilou apparently didn't think the same as I witnessed her dropping to the ground. "Guess the weather's feeling as crummy as I am."

Rokurou was looking at the sky. "Careful. Sea's looking mighty choppy."

Velvet turned around to him. "Are you a sailor?"

I somehow doubt that. "No. But I do know the difference between a sail and a rudder." He looked over to me. "You don't happen to remember how to steer a ship."

I shook my head at him. "No, nothing like that." All I do remember is my name which is a start.

"I'll take what I can get. Do what you can."

Velvet was going to continue walking but then Magilou showed in front of her and looking understandingly worried. "You're leaving without a proper crew?!"

Now that I think about it, this escape has holes in it. "Very well then. I certainly owe you this much." At least Rokurou was willing to go through with it.

Magilou looked out to the sea and the storm that was going on. "Brave words but ten minutes in this storm, and you'll lose all sense of direction." She then dropped back on the ground.

Even I can tell that with what I'm seeing. "She's right. How are we supposed to sail through a storm like this? We'll become lost easily out there."

"No, we won't. Ships have compasses for a reason."

A compass? I suppose that'll help us. The rest of us saw Velvet walk toward the ship while Magilou stood up again and not looking too happy with what we're about to do. Rokurou and I followed Velvet to the ship. "So it's rot in a jail cell or rot in a fish-tummy. Welp, guess it's your lucky day, fishies!"

I'd rather take my chances out here then spend one more day in this hellhole. I never thought I would see the outside world. There's so much I don't know what's outside. While walking, I heard Velvet say something. "I'm coming for you, Artorious." Who's Artorious? I'll add that to my growing list of questions. All of us boarded the ship and Rokurou took the wheel. We then quickly sailed off away from the prison island and headed right into the storm.

B

Again, I saw darkness. My whole body was in pain. The last thing I remember was Rokurou crashing the ship aground. I stood up and sure enough, there wasn't anything in sight. Just same darkness as far as I could see. Just where was I? "Rokurou! Magilou! Velvet!" I didn't hear a reply back. I figured as much. There was nothing for miles everywhere I looked. I turned around gasped at who I saw. It was that masked figure again. I took a step back from it. "Y-You…who are you!?" I didn't receive an answer. What I received instead was the figure drawing out the sword fully. I grabbed the handle of my sword and then stopped. Something about this figure frightened me to no end. No matter what, I couldn't draw my own sword. "No…" I quickly turned and fled from the figure as far as I possibly could. "Stay away from me!"

B

I woke up breathing heavily and saw a clear sky. I groaned while trying to stand up. Again I saw that figure. Just what does it mean to me seeing that figure? Before I could ponder any more about that, I heard a strange noise. I turned to where it was coming from and saw Velvet kneeling down to some wolf beast. What surprised me was that her left hand had changed. It looked monstrous and…just what is she doing to that thing? It looked like she was…absorbing it or something.

"My word, a daemon-muncher! You really ARE a box of horrors, aren't you?" I turned to see Magilou and Rokurou standing up and conscious. Did Magilou say daemon-muncher?

I looked back at Velvet and couldn't believe what I heard. If she eats daemons, maybe it was a good thing we're on the same side. At least I hope. When Velvet was done "eating", that wolf beast suddenly turned into a human. Was that thing a human before? "Sorry. If I had a weapon, I would have helped, I promise." Don't you have a giant sword strapped to your back?

Velvet turned to Rokurou. "You're wearing one." At least she agrees with me. I quickly took notice that her arm returned to normal. As normal as a fully bandaged arm can be. Still, it doesn't change the fact that it's still such a strange arm in the first place. Is that why her arm is bandaged up?

Rokurou then shook his head for some reason. "Oh, nah, I can't use this. Sorry. Long story." Is that the real reason he let me do all the fighting earlier?

Velvet looked away from him and turned her attention to the path ahead of us. "And the child?" Child? What child?

"The little brat? Scampered off somewhere."

Okay, I've had enough not being in the loop. "What are all of you talking about?"

Rokurou turned to me. "A kid ran off when some daemons attacked." Well, that partially answered my question but why did a child come to us?

"You ought to be scampering off yourselves."

I saw Rokurou take a step forward to Velvet. "My debt is not yet repaid. Until it is, I will not leave your side." How very loyal of him.

"I can hardly scamper off without knowing from whence I'm scampering. We're lost. Stranded shipwreck survivors, no?" That much I can agree with Magilou.

Velvet turned around and looked at me. "And what about you?"

While I may be unsure about what's to come, I do know what I want to do now. "There's a lot I don't know about myself other than my name now. I want to find out who I really am. If your name made me remember, chances are, I'll remember everything if I stick around with you." This is my best possible chance.

"Well, then I expect this might come in handy." I saw Rokurou pull up a map. Where did he get that?

"A map? Was that left by the child?" I took a closer look at the map and saw what this world looked like.

Now the question is, where are we? "Looks like we're in Northgand." And Rokurou answers my question for me.

"Northgand? Then if we're to reach the capital in Midgand, we've no choice but to patch up our ship." Why does Velvet want to go to this…Midgand?

"What are your plans once you reach Loegres?" And now Rokurou brings up another question I need answering and it appears Velvet won't answer it. "Something worth breaking out of prison for." I guess whatever is in Loegres must be very important to her.

"Wahchoi!" Magilou groaned and she didn't seem all that well. "Can't we stand around and chat somewhere nicer? Somewhere with soup to warm the body, tales to warm the heart…?" I'm not surprised she's feeling cold considering the getup Magilou is wearing. Come to think of it, Velvet and I are in the same boat but I'm not feeling cold for some reason.

"There's a city called Hellawes nearby. Can't promise they're much for conversation, but we'll find food and a shipwright there." Food sounds good to me. I don't think I remember eating at all back at the prison.

With our destination set, we began our trek to this Hellawes place by walking the open path before us. I somehow have the feeling this'll be a very long journey. I don't mind it though if I can regain my memories. Remembering my name is a good start. Now I just need the rest of my memories and then I'll finally find out the truth of who I really am.

A/N: Been a while since I've done first person P.O.V. Now truth be told, I'm a little unsure how to work on this story in two ways. How I'll progress it and how it'll go. There's also how often I'll work on this since I do have other stories to focus on. I guess it'll come to me sooner or later but what input you can give could help too. I would also like to point out that RavenxVelvet will NOT be happening. And before any of you ask, yes, I will explain how Raven ended up in Desolation (the name of the world in Tales of Berseria.) throughout the story and how she got amnesia. Oh, and being turned into a daemon too. Wouldn't be a story of mine if I didn't have something interesting to add on. With that said, I'll see all of you in the next chapter in the future. On a final note, Tales of Zestiria (the game) opening as the ending song.