YO!!! Wats up all? Please to meet ya! The names Pandaren-storyteller and I hope to get along with you readers out there =3! I've finally got my first story up and thank god I manage to take the title first xD!! I may seem like a wacky author, but don't hesitate to give me suggestions or constructive criticism. I appreciate the help in improving my writing.

Now for the story ahead…. And umm… Since I don't own the game or a copy of the game-- you guys are going to have to help me with a lot of stuff about ToA. I'm using notes from Wikipedia, the manga, anime, and youtube walk-throughs-- including battles-- as my main source of information to create my stories. I wish I owned the game -gloom-.

Disclaimer:I do not own the game Tales of that Abyss nor do I own the manga and anime version. They all go to their respective creators and producers. I own nothing… except for the clothes on my back and my food!

Anywho! Lets go!

Fon Master Guardian and Agent

Chapter 1: A decent day turned bad…

Time ticks by without worry as the darkness that surrounded him continued on endlessly. His body, glowing soflty, was the only light that was visible in the dark abyss. His long-stylized hair blew across his face while his eyes remained closed. Listening to nothing without care, yet aware of the odd coldness that gripped his body. For awhile… the boy continued to float aimlessly in the thick blackish void. Seemingly without a place to reach, he continued to float silently till a presence made itself known…

Guardian…. A protector…. A shield…. guarding against everything and anything…including death… A deep voice said from no where in particular.

Somehow… despite the sudden sound that disturbed his silent wonderings… the boy did not open his eyes nor react in anyway. How could he? His entire body seemed detach from his brain's command, leaving him nothing to do but listen…

Agent… A spy… A soldier… Loyal to the point of dying for their Master's ambition…

The small boy slowly felt the need to say something, yet he didn't know how nor why…

Which are you? An unknown voiced asked the floating boy.

At this he, the boy, slowly drew breath and let out the one answer that filled his mind at that moment.

"I am neither…" His voice was gentle and uncaring; laced with an indifferent tone. Green strands of hair gently caressed his illuminant face.

There was a silent moment before the entity or whatever beinghe was speaking to spoke…Everyone has a role… What do you play?It was spoken in such a curious tone that it made him feel annoyed for some reason.

"I don't have a part…" The boy replied, growing strong in volume as he stood afloat in an endless darkness-- feeling nothing but complete void.

A gentle laugh echoed in response. Empty as a shell… I see…

"Shut up…" the boy growled in return.

… in time you shall seek it… the sound lessened into a whisper.

"I said… Be quite…."

your role in this world….

Frustration finally reached its point and the boy let out a rather loud "SHUT UP!!!" that shattered the dark space that encircled him.

Eyes shot open as the voice vanished from his mind. In his haste the boy who had been dreaming awoke to find light and familiar surroundings. He was breathing haphazardly as if he had just run out of breath. The desk he occupied had a large crack under the pressure of his clenched fist.

"SYNC!" A voice boomed. "What are shouting about for??"

"W-wah?" The boy now known as Sync swiveled his head from left to right, gaining awareness of the place he was in.

The God-general-to-be stood standing in place looking panicked for a second. The room he was in was none-other than the study room that he and his female colleague, Arietta, occupied. The said girl was currently fidgeting on her desk with the same unusual doll in her arms. The current pose she had taken up was one of fright, with her stuffed toy tightly held to the point of covering a part of her face, leaving only her pink eyes visible. Sync new it was his sudden action that caused her reaction and he couldn't care less. The only thing that had him caring for was the annoying voice that had disturbed his nap…

"Sync!!" The deep voice spoke once again.

The green haired lad shook out of his temporary thinking and affixed a glare at the person in front of him. And of course, with his golden mask on, that look didn't faze the rather large man that towered over him. In fact sync just sat back down silently, not giving the poor girl next to him a sign of acknowledgement nor apology. A reply to the person who shouted his name was also ignored…

"Stupid dream… stupid voices… stupid life…" He muttered over and over as he crossed his arms casually in front of him.

Arietta scooted away from her companion in an attempt to ease the unpleasant air near the masked boy. She then lowered her stuffed toy and stood attention to her--no their teacher. The man teaching shook his head at the green haired boy's lack of enthusiasm in learning the basis of combat.

"You may continue, Sir Largo." Arietta spoke softly.

The giant man grumbled slightly, but nodded in reply and continued on with the lesson. He adjusted his large burly body and focused on the assigned task that he was told to take up… namely the teaching of the two kids in the room. Well, one of them was a kid while the other-- despite having petite frame-- was really a teenage girl of 14 years of age. Largo the lion ,of the god generals, wanted nothing more than combat when he first accepted his Commandants unknown request, but at last he did not receive such luxury of glorious battles that he had longed for. Instead, he was put to the task of mentoring the new recruits for the god generals, teaching them combat and whatnot.

"I new I shouldn't have gotten myself drunk before going to the Commandant." The large man grumbled to himself. Embarrassingly enough he was at fault for brining this tiresome work on himself. The night he was celebrating his 75th mission was the night he got too drunk to make any sense of his Commandants order. He ended making himself a fool by replying to his leader with a 'Yesh! Commandant! -hic- I'll do thish tashk! -hic- ehehe'…. yeah… he was really foolish back then.

The thought of that night made the large man stop his writing on the board to give a audible sigh.

"A-ano… S-sir Largo?" Arietta questioned quietly; stuttering a bit since she felt unsure if she was intruding in her teacher's lesson. A lesson that had nearly hundreds of notes on the concept of fighting.

Largo shook his head and laughed slightly in his bass voice. "Hahaha.. Yes.. Uh… the lesson, right?"

The pinky haired teen smiled and nodded her head in reply.

The senior god-general cleared his throat and began his lecture again this time ignoring the mock sigh that Sync let out every now and then. That kid seriously did not have any care for his lessons at all…

"Anyways.." Began the large man. "I'll end this class with a question in strategy."

At this Sync's head perked up slightly. "Strategy you say?"

Largo nodded at him. "Yes strategy. You both will be given a question and then once you've given a valid answer we'll move on to your CT (Combat Training) class."

"Hai!" Sync gave a rather enthusiastic reply while Arietta gave a small nod.

The small female fidgeted slightly in her desk knowing her capability in tactics. She was fully aware of her level of creating strategies for battles and it made her uncomfortable to have a question on that category. Strategy wasn't in her department after all, in fact it was Sync's specialty… or at least it seemed like it was his major. The boy had shown it a number of times before in combat.

I'm not that bad at it at least. Arietta mentally said to herself.

"Bring it!" The boy was now hyped for the question. His interest in the class has jolted up a couple of notch! Sync truly reveled in answering questions that deal with thinking of many ways to kill an enemy or reach an objective by means of force.

"Very well. I'll start with…" Largo looked between his student. "Arietta!"

"What??" Sync nearly banged his fist on his already broken desk again. The anger in his tone was a clear sign of how displeased he was for not getting the first question.

"Y-yes, sir!" Arietta squeaked out. She knew that her colleague wanted to get going to the next class too since she herself wanted to be with her 'friends', but what could she do? Largo was the teacher here…

Largo turned a glare at the boy to silence him before turning to the teen. "You ready, Arietta?"

The girl held her doll in the same position she had earlier when Sync yelled and gave a strong. "Hai!"

Nodding 'the Lion' rubbed his beard in a thinking gesture. What to give her… hmm…

"Anytime now!" The green clothed boy let out while tapping his finger on the desk impatiently.

" … " was the only reply that Sync got as Largo continued to think.

After 2 minutes of pure silence-- along with Sync's growing irritation-- 'the Lion' had finally come up with one. "Ah!"

"Hai?" Arietta tilted her head cutely to the side.

"Its about time!" Murmured the green haired boy.

"You have 2 ligers for escort and you are ambushed by 30 bandits on your way towards your objective. Armed with only your doll, a fire Arte, and additional squad of 10 Oracle knights what is your course of action?" Asked Largo.

"u-umm…" Arietta racked her brains for a plan.

Sync on the other hand had already began forming his own answer regardless of the question being directed towards the girl. Despite the numerous ideas popping on his head, the green clothed boy was thinking of only one option that may match his comrades thoughts. It was good practice to think ahead after all.

"Take your time, Arietta." Largo said sitting down on his desk and staring silently at the girl. For her sake, the large man was trying his best not to look intimidating since he knew pretty well how scary looking he can easily be.

Time is irrelevant in conditions such as that… Sync mentally said to himself. He gave side glance at Arietta to see how she was doing.

The pink haired girl had her brows furrowed indicating how hard she was thinking through it. She even let her doll fall slightly to reveal her lips which were shut tightly. That was more than enough to let both males in the room understand how troubling it must have been for her to answer that simple question.

"I…" Arietta began to say.

Largo nodded slowly for her too keep going.

"I would order a retreat… while I cast an arte as a distraction." She answered somewhat unsure.

There was a silent moment as a small smile spread across Largo's face. "A valid answer." The god-general approved.

"Outnumbered in a fight… of course that would be the most logical move to make." Sync commented as a matter of fact.

Arietta ignored the cocky statement that her comrade had made and instead opted for a smile at her mentor. "Thank you!"

"You may go now." Largo said.

Without another word Arietta stood up and bowed before leaving the room with her doll. As she left, Sync turned his attention up front to see what his question was going to be. His grin widened with anticipation as Largo locked eyes with him for a moment. His turn has come at last!

"Now what to give you…" He said out loud.

"Any question will do." Sync stated confidently. At the comment, largo raised an eyebrow at him. The posture that the boy had taken indicated just how calm and collective he was. And after 2 months of getting to know him, Largo knew he would need to make a harder question for this particular boy.

"Very well!" The man couldn't help but grin at the boy's cockiness. "I'll give you something very difficult."

"Lets have it then." Sync placed his elbow on the desk and laced his fingers together before laying his chin upon it. "Don't disappoint me now Largo the Lion…"

- Next scene -

Sync walked casually down the hallway of the Oracle knight's barracks. After countless hours of learning and training in both combat and Fonic artes, the young fighter was ready to retire to his quarters. With the victory over his mentor's question in strategy and rather good win against his and Arietta's Combat session, Sync was more than okay to end the day.

Smooth marvel tiles made soft 'tapping' sounds as he continued forward to his room. The windows of the hall reflected his side image as he passed each one of them. It was a long way to his room and yet did not care to step up his pace. Even when he had a tiring day and pretty much wanted nothing more to sleep, he still found himself thinking as he walked.

Stopping for second, the boy turned towards a window and looked outside. The sun was setting and pretty soon another day is gone. A day that seemed repetitive and meaningless.

"6:45pm… maybe 7pm…" Sync said softly.

He returned to his silent walk after estimating the time. As he continued towards his destination he passed by many uneventful things. He walked by Oracle knights on duty, a few Janitors conversing about the day's event and even a few Fon Master Guardians had passed by him. It was to be expected since this place was far larger then most Barracks that Daath had. It could even serve as a HQ if the leaders wished to. There wasn't really any place empty enough to allow the young boy some solitude… Of course the bathrooms and storage rooms did not count.

Sync continued his walk not bothering to take in the occupants or other residents that came his way. A few of those that had taken notice of him as he walked by gave him a curt nod or a salute for respect. Most of them were Oracle knights or servants that made up nearly 70% of the Barracks . Sync however, did not care what they did and thus ignored their greetings. He didn't even bother to apologize for bumping into a preacher carrying a valuable looking vase.

Sleep was the only thing that seemed to haunt his mind…

After a couple of minutes of traveling the 'God-general-in-training' finally made it to his room. Taking out a key he unlocked the door and headed in. He turned on the lights and let his eyes wonder around his own space of the Barracks.

His room was a plain one as he entered. Although spacious and fit for a king, the walls were a dull colored white while his carpeted flooring was an ugly light brown. It felt comfortable enough to walk on at least. There was a desk on the far left next to the door where piles of books on martial arts, weapons, math, history and others lay on top. A large greenish couch stood against the wall by the single window ( rather large in size) and a closet for his clothes stood adjacent near the bathroom door which was oddly open with light coming from within it. Anyhow the other side of the room was his plain bad which occupied rather a chunk of his space. Big enough to suit a couple and soft enough for a nice rest. The ceiling light was plain too since it was just a fon-tech that was constructed by some engineer. It wasn't anything special.

Sync surveyed his room a bit more, a habit he had gotten for some odd reason, before pulling off his green long-sleeve shirt and tossing it on the chair of his desk. He massaged his slightly aching shoulder and made his way towards the bed. Just as he sat down the door to the bathroom fully swung open and a small figure stepped out. Long pink flowing hair covered the persons face and Sync found himself staring silently as if for once intrigued or fascinated.

"Ahh… teeth clean! And mouth is fresh!" The intruder said before turning towards Sync.

Time seemed to halt at that instant as Sync gazed at the person who had just gotten out from his bathroom. He blinked a few times as his mind registered who it was.

"What the hell???!?!?!" The boy jumped out of his bed and pointed an accusing finger. "Arietta!??"

There, standing a few feet from his bed and garbed in dark pink pajamas was none-other than his female comrade. And said comrade had let out a sharp and high pitched 'eep' that had Sync cringing for a few seconds.

"S-sync!" Arietta let out in surprise and nervousness.

"What are you doing here?" Asked the boy none to politely.

"W-well you see" Stuttered the pink haired teen as she fumbled with her explanation for being in the Masked boy's room."

Sync had instantly calmed down and took on his favorite pose: Crossed arms over chest and look intimidating with my mask on. Needless to say Arietta was having a bit of a problem with the glare that the boy was sending her. Despite having the mask on, Sync still gave off very frightening feeling off of him.

"…Well?"

"I was told to stay here, by Mistress Legretta." Answered Arietta. She fidgeted uncomfortably upon his scrutinizing stare.

Taking his silence as a queue to go she proceeded to explain her situation.

"She told me that they were renovating my room so it can hold my liger family. Because your room was closes to mines I was ordered to stay here for a few days until they finish remodeling my room." She took a deep breath and tried to regain some confidence before continuing. "She said if you have any problems with me staying here then you can go talk to her… T-that's about it."

Arietta tilted her head slightly to the side and gave Sync a rather timid questioning look. "I-is that okay with y-you?"

I wish brother was here. She mentally said to herself while diverting his gaze to the window.

After hearing the very short explanation, Sync processed it all. And it wasn't much either. It took all his self-control to contain the anger that had boiled inside him. He wanted to sleep happily by himself and brood over his birth ALONE, but nooo he did not get that. Instead he got a terrible surprise in the news of having another occupant in his room. The thought of his rather enjoyable day had plummeted drastically because of this….

"Sync?"

The masked boy jerked slightly and regarded Arietta with a silent stare. He took notice of the doll in her arms that had magically appeared, before letting his arms down and walking towards the door. Sync brushed passed arietta and grabbed her left arm, gripping it firmly.

"Don't get too comfortable." He whispered in a clearly angered tone. "I don't plan on having you sleep here… understood?"

Arietta had been shaken slightly by the sudden action of Sync, but none the less replied with a nervous "hai" in reply.

The boy let her go after a moment and continued towards the door. He opened it and banged the door shut as he left. That made Arietta wince and hold on to her doll even tighter.

He's younger than me and yet I don't have the guts to face him… She thought sadly.

- Sister are you okay? - A familiar voice echoed in her mind.

Arietta blinked. "Brother?" she said to no one.

-It's me! -

The fear that had gripped the pink haired girl just moments ago completely vanished as the thought of her sibling's presence nearby came into mind. She quickly went over to the window and opened it. She stepped to side as a creature far larger than her jumped through and landed in the room. Beastly fangs and predator like eye's locked upon the smiling girl. Its numerous brown fluffy tails with yellow tips swayed side to side excitedly.

"Brother!" Arietta glomped the liger at the side temporarily forgetting about her Doll in her arms. She loved feeling the golden soft fur on her cheeks and body as she tightly gave her liger sibling a hug.

- It's good to see you, Sister! - The Liger affectionately licked his siblings face and allowed his tail to encircle the girl comfortably.

"What took you?" She asked. Truth be told. She was expecting her 'bro' to have come to Sync's room earlier. At least with his presence she would have been able to handled Sync with a bit more confidence and wouldn't made herself look like a weakling as well.

Yeah, she sorta has some confidence issue…

- I'm afraid I had to order our brethren around a bit. - Arietta's 'brother' replied. - Apparently they were fighting over who was going to stay in your room -

The girl pulled away from her brother in a small fit of giggles. "They can just take turns you know?" she said with a smile.

- That's what I told them, but what can I say? Your loved! -

The comment earned the liger a satisfying smile from his sister. Sensing her calm down a bit, the special liger decided to address his sister's distress earlier. - Now… - he began to say - Why were you sad? -

"…" Arietta's mood instantly turned gloomy. "I cant sleep here…"

- … - The large monster tilted his head in confusion. - how come? -

The girl didn't answer for a few seconds. "Sync won't let me…"

-Sync? That puny cub? -

"Yes-- I mean he's not puny…" She hated to admit it, but it was the truth. The 12 year old was far better than her when it came to close combat. Even when she had the numbers on her side she still lost. She held on to the slight bruise she had gotten during her bout with the green haired boy. "Anyways… I gotta get my stuff…" She said in whisper.

The liger snorted and followed his sister to the bathroom where he saw her gather her belongings. - I think you should stay. That Woman ordered you didn't she? -

"Yes. But Sync is already going down there to complain so I can't do anything."

- So? - Her brother carefully grabbed the bag that Arietta was holding with his teeth. - I say you stay. -

"But!" The girl tried to protest despite the growing weight of exhaustion. She rubbed her eyes quickly before trying to grab the bag that her 'brother' had taken away from her.

- No buts! Your tired so go sleep! - He gently nudge her with his tail while gesturing to the open bed with his snout - Take the cub's nest -

"Sync's not gonna like it you know…" despite saying it, she followed through with the liger's instruction and promptly jumped on the bed. "Warm… soft…." She said happily.

Curling into a small ball, Arietta's worries simply vanished. It was odd how she didn't seem to care if she slept on Syncs bed. Perhaps it was because she was to tired to think clearly, or maybe because she knew that her 'brother' was here with her. It was strange indeed.

- see I told you! - The Liger grinned triumphantly and place Arietta's bag down near the bed before taking up the large space near his sister.

"Okay… I'll sleep… I guess… " The pink haired girl let out a large yawn before snuggling close to his brother who had taken a considerable mount of space on the bed. " Night."

- Good night, Sister. - With his own yawn, the liger lay its head protectively by Ariettas' and allowed his tail to curl securely around the young girl. - sleep tight… and let me handle the boy tomorrow -

With the last exchange of 'good night' the two finally headed on to dreamland.

- Meanwhile with Sync -

What the hell was that Woman thinking, placing Arietta in my room!

Sync stomped across the hallways on his way to Legratta's room. A Dark Aura had encompassed his form as he continued onwards. Many of the passing by Oracle knights have stuck to the wall in fear and the cleaners coward away from him. He was letting out a not so friendly mood that had many scampering away. Well, of course not everyone was able to read the atmosphere surrounding the boy. One particular Knight, who had chosen a perfect time to get drunk, decided to lighten the kids mood a little.

…. The poor Oracle Knight was smashed through a Window by the time his mind registered what had happen the split second he had touch Sync.

People who had seen the knight tossed to the window cringed. That was certainly one mad boy.

A few minutes of 'frightening someone here and beating the crap out of someone there' later, Sync finally reached Legretta's room.

"LEGRETTA!" Sync yelled as he kicked the door open.

The boy found the blonde woman looking up from her studies. She looked to be really busy with something if the maps and countless text and documents on her desk wasn't a sign of it.

"Do you not know how to use the door? " She ask with a raised eyebrow.

"Shut up!" He replied, stomping up to the desk. "Why the hell is Arietta moved to my room???"

"Ah.. Yes.. I meant to speak to you about that during dinner, but I guess I must have forgotten." The blonde gunslinger smiled slyly; settling down in a relaxed manner.

"…" Sync's eye twitch from behind his mask. This was seriously driving his patience. "Change it." He manage to say without snapping.

Legretta blinked. " Pardon?"

Taking a deep calming breath, the boy repeated again. "Change it."

"Arietta rooming with you?" She gave a puzzled look.

"Yes!" Sync said clenching his teeth tightly to further calm him down.

" I can't do that, I'm afraid." Legretta stated simply; resuming her studies of Yulia know's what.

"And why not?"

"All the rooms in the west wing of the barrack are being remodeled and thus most of the occupied quarters have been forced to acquire more." The woman replied.

Now this statement and explanation made Sync's mind go blank for a second. "How come there wasn't any construction going on???"

"Its because we're starting tomorrow."

"So why couldn't Arietta sleep in her own room for tonight and place her in another room tomorrow??" This was ridiculous. Sync couldn't believe what's been done without him knowing.

"It's a hassle to arrange sleeping quarters this late." She said taking the papers she was working on up to a cabinet nearby to store.

The 12-year-old hastened a glance at the clock standing on top of a bookshelf. "But it's only 7:20pm! Surely you can fix this!!"

"Well, are you not enjoying your quality time with your comrade in training?" A small grin from her was enough for Sync to know that she was getting a kick out of this.

" I just refuse to have her in my room!" He stated keeping on his semi-calm demeanor intact. "If she won't leave then move me!"

"I certainly will not!" The woman firmly said as she took her seat. "The commandant was the one who gave me the orders to arrange the rooming for this month."

Oh.. So now it was Van's fault?? Sync's anger finally lost its steam and he allowed his shoulders to sag visibly . This was a win for Legretta and a lose on Sync. Total tally for wins and loses…. 0 to 30 arguments. And since it was Van that gave the order there wasn't much that sync couldn't do anymore.

"Damn it…"

"Think of it as team bonding. You'll need to learn to cooperate with her when you become a god general."

"Grrrr… -" His gloved fingers tightly clenched together forming a pair trembling fist.

"Now if that is all, I believe its time for your bedtime." Legretta said cutting Sync's oncoming fit. She then gave a 'special' smile at him. "Isn't that right?"

The boy in turn gritted his teeth and spun around to leave. There was no point in giving her a smart reply… specially with that on. That smile of hers was one of those 'Talk back to me and see what happens?' type of smile. And Sync certainly did not want to go back to his room all banged up and near death because he couldn't keep his stupid mouth from giving the woman something for the bad luck.

Straightening himself up the boy bowed and left. His business was done… and he accomplish nothing, but wasting his time and minutes of possible sleep. It was too bad he didn't know what awaited him back at his room.

A few minutes of walking (and tossing the same Knight at another window) later….

"You have got to be kidding me…"

Sync let out a loud groan. Great! Just great! Make his crummy existence even more Crummy eh? As soon as he had entered his room he immediately halted and for a good reason. The room that he expected to be devoid of any being was now occupied by a girl he specifically told to get out and her pet Liger. Yeah… this was hell indeed!

The said Liger in turn had its gleaming eyes showering daggers of ill indent at him… How frightening… Not!

- What you looking at? Haven't seen a monster sleep on a bed before? - a soft growl was let out.

"……………I did not just hear that…"

- Hear what? - the Giant Liger confusedly stared at him.

Sync threw his arms in the air and sighed. "Screw it! I need sleep!!"

Taking an extra pillow from his closet he settled down on the couch opposite of the bed. Pulling on his green blanket, he carefully adjusted his sleeping position slightly to accommodate the mask he had on. Usually he would have it off by now since this was his room and all, but since Arietta was going to be sleeping here for a few days the young boy needed to keep the mask on. He did not risk revealing his identity for fear of his commandant and legretta's wrath.

"What a decent day turned bad…" he muttered before closing his eyes.

"Hmm… Ion-sama…" Arietta mumbled out rather loudly.

"Oh for Yulia's sake!" Moaned Sync in reply.

Can tomorrow be anymore worse than this? Sync hoped not… because if it did … the white colored Barracks will turn crimson red by the time Arietta's room is renovated…

~Chapter 1 complete! ~

This fic is dedicated to all Sync, Ion, Arietta and Anise fans out there! Most importantly I would like to dedicate this fic to the authors in my favorite list. You know who you are lol xD!! Cuz I've given my reviews quite a number of times! Thanks too them I've got the motivation to try my luck on a ToA story! =3

Now! How was it? Good? Or needs work, lol xD!! I'm a bit rusty x3 so I apologize for any inconvenience that you may see. And I guess you can say this is my style of writing, rofl! Well, leave a review and I hoped you all had a good read. =3! Stay cool and happy now! Peace out Readers and fellow authors! Wait for the next chapter, neh?

Questions for readers:

1.) How many different Arte are there in ToA and what are each of them categorized as. Name and type of spell it is? I don't mind if you give a long explanation or list of it =3! I'll be very grateful!

2.) Can someone PM me Sync's full history?

3.) What are the monsters in the game? Like what are they called and look like??

4.) Whats the name of that yellow liger that hangs around with Arietta often?

That's it for now! Please answer if you can since I need the help in order to continue on =X!! Thanks a bunch for your help in advance.