A/N: so this is very different from anything else I've written (sorry if I disappoint some of you who have me on author alert). I don't own any of these characters etc. just some of these ideas. Read and review so I know where to take the story next :)

A Mission

Lloyd sighed as he sat and watched the angles floating around Welgaia. Lifeless Beings was truly a perfect name for them as it described them quite nicely.

Lloyd sighed again. He always felt like an outsider here. It was true that he had his father, Kratos, but that was about it. Lloyd was only a half-angel. His father had left the other angels and tried to live a normal life with his love, Anna, and their son Lloyd. But Anna was killed and the only way Kratos could save his son was to bring him back to live amongst the angels.

Lloyd heard someone's feet land lightly on the ground behind him. He didn't turn his head, he knew who it was and he didn't want to acknowledge her presence.

"Hello Lloyd," said the girl softly as she sat down a few feet away from him.

"What do you want, Adrielle?" He turned his head slightly to look at the girl.

Adrielle was Lloyd's half sister, she was ten now and he was 18. About five years after Kratos returned to Mithos with Lloyd, Mithos decided there needed to be a successor to the Four Seraphim. Just in case something happened to him and his former traveling companions, Kratos and Yuan, while his sister Martel was still in the Great Seed of the Giant Kharlan Tree. He wanted an angel born with a high status who Mithos would be able to teach and mentor, but he didn't want to have a child of his own. For this reason, he chose Kratos. Kratos already had a child, so Mithos figured he could handle one more. He picked his favorite high-ranked angel, Kate, and ordered Kratos to have a child with her. Kratos put up quite a fuss, but long story short—nine months later Adrielle was born.

Lloyd stared at his half-sister, waiting for her answer. He didn't dislike her, but he didn't really like her either. Her life was so easy—Lady Adrielle, the daughter of Lord Kratos. Of course, Lloyd was the son of Kratos and he was known as Lord Lloyd, but he was a half-blood angel and he knew the other angels mumbled mindlessly about him behind his back.

Adrielle just shrugged and stared down at the other angels floating around. Lloyd sighed again. The two of them didn't exactly get along, but they both had more feelings than the lifeless beings floating below them so they shared a connection there.

Lloyd sighed again, he'd been doing that a lot lately, and stoop up. Adrielle stood up with him, looking at him expectantly.

Lloyd grimaced at her, "I'm sorry, Drie... I just need to be alone for a bit." He looked away as he spread his wings. He saw her sit back down sulkily as he took off.

***

Adrielle sat there, watching the other angels float below. She got bored and started casting Lightning on the ground in front of a few of them. She watched as they jumped back but never looked surprised or angry. When that got old, Adrielle stood up. She knew she was powerful for her age, she knew she had the ability to kill them all with the cast of a single spell... And she was fast too, but she couldn't betray Uncle Mithos like that. Not that he would miss these lifeless beings, but he worked hard to gather them all here.

She sighed and took off towards her room, smiling slightly as she realized she sounded like her big brother with all these sighs.

***

In the meantime, Lloyd flew back to his room. He walked in and flopped down on the bed. Leaning back on the pillow, he closed his eyes and started to drift into sleep. As a half-angel, he needed much less sleep than humans did, but he hadn't slept in a few days and was starting to feel tired.

"Lloyd," called the familiar gentle, but stern voice.

Lloyd sat up so quickly he almost fell off the bed.

"Dad!" he hadn't noticed Kratos sitting at his desk when he walked into the room. "What're you doing in here?"

Kratos was staring grimly at his hands, "I need to talk to you Lloyd. Mithos has a job for us, and I don't like it but we have little say in the matter."

Lloyd was slightly taken aback, "What is it dad?"

Lloyd already understood the concept of the two worlds and the point of the Chosen, so Kratos simply had to explain that the two of them would be going to Sylverant to act as father and son traveling mercenaries who will protect the Chosen.

"What about Drie?" Lloyd asked, "Is she coming too?"

Kratos shook his head, "No, she'll be staying here and Mithos will look after her."

Lloyd nodded but said nothing. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. He had never been very close to his sister, but he still didn't like something about her staying with Mithos. It just felt wrong, but he said nothing.

"Get some rest Lloyd, you look tired. We leave in the morning." Kratos moved towards the door and pointed at a package on the desk, "Wear those clothes tomorrow, they'll make you look more human. And no angel skills on this trip, we'll be human so you can only fight with your swords."

Lloyd nodded and sat back down on the bed as he watched Kratos walk out of the room. It only took a moment before he was fast asleep.

***

Kratos walked out of Lloyds room and straight into Adrielle. He was about to apologize when he saw that she looked like she was about to cry. Kratos scooped the girl up in his arms and hugged her tight. He hadn't wanted to have a child with that angel Mithos had picked out, but he love his daughter all the same.

"I'm so sorry, Drie. I didn't realize you were standing there." Kratos apologized for running into her but as the tears in her eyes did not clear away, he guessed that something else was wrong.

Kratos frowned and walked into his room, which was next to Lloyds. He sat down on Adrielle's bed—they shared a room as he felt she was still too young to live on her own, even if it was right next door—and gave her a tight hug.

"You heard all that, didn't you?" he asked her.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" whispered Adrielle.

"Tell you what, sweatheart?"

"That you were abandoning me here!" the tears began to roll down the little girl's cheeks.

A wave of guilt washed over Kratos, and he felt as if someone had just punched him in the stomach. "Adrielle, I am not abandoning you here. Uncle Mithos has a job for me and your brother, and he just told me about it today. You'll be staying with him, he'll take good care of you until I come back." Kratos gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

Her face brightened just a tiny bit, "I get to stay with Uncle Mithos?"

Kratos nodded and forced a small smile. He didn't really like the idea of Mithos influencing his little girl, but Adrielle loved him because he spoiled her all the time.

Adrielle sighed, "Well then I guess it's ok, but you have to hurry back. Promise daddy?"

Kratos felt his heart warm as his daughter hugged him tight. "I promise," he whispered.