Hehehe… ya'll remember me right? I'm revising this entire story. Some characters have been kicked out, some have not. Don't worry if you've been nice to me then your character has not been taken out.

In other news… ignore my profile page except for the, someone hacking into my account part. I decided to post IOTEPR here… the revised version anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, Wild Arms, or any characters from the last version of this story.

Chapter 1:

Filgaia:

The Guardian of Life stood centered in the middle of the altar room with staff in hand, and with no audience in her presence, she preached:

Thy mother be the demon of dreams.

Taking mortal's purest of desires, she hath tainted them with desires her own.

In her desire, thou were born into this world as a sinner

And you left this world soon after as a sinner.

Wherefore do I show pity for thee?

Thou art a traitorous sinner!

Thou should be cast away into the depths of death with thy traitorous mother!

Wherefore do I show thee pity!

Why should I give thee a second chance!

Was it not thou that brought sorrow and devastation into this world!

Was it not thou that injured my husband!

Wherefore do I show pity!

Ah, yes…

It was not of thy will,

But of thy mother.

No mind of thou to control, but rather thy mother's to control.

It was not thyself that wished for such devastation,

But thy mother's in her act of greed for her own world to care for.

In this knowledge, this will be remedied anon.

Thou will be reborn anew.

To protect thee from thy mother's grasp from deep within death,

Thou will be split asunder and blessed…

Earth…

Fire…

Wind…

Darkness…

Ice…

Spirit…

Light…

Into these elements ye will be born.

A second chance given to thou, this will be known.

Nega Filgaia's sins are erased…

And with that, it be reincarnated into seven.

I wish thee luck, in thy new lives…

The speech ended, she felt the presence of another in the room, and her curiosity became peaked as to who it was. She turned in the other direction to see a boy who looked as if he were a teenager like her with his young physical appearance.

His hair was silver, his violet eyes were filled with determination, his skin was tanned showing the sign of journeys through a vast wasteland, his outfit was that of an adventurer; a red and white scarf wrapped about his neck, a brown vest, and blue jeans. His youth never seemed to fade.

The Guardian of Life had shown teenager youth as well. Her features were that of a normal mortal girl, except for her unique blood red eyes showing her Crimson Noble blood, her unique choosing in the outfit of a priestess considering her age, her long white hair of an angel, her fangs and claws of a demon, and her pale skin showing she had never been in the presence of the sun.

"What is it Jet…? Why has thou come?" She gently placed her staff on the ground while she paced quickly in panic toward him.

With a frown on his face, recognizing the unnatural things, the one known as Jet stared at the ceremonial scenery before him.

"Faluna, there has been word of you abusing your position as Guardian of Life by reviving things that shouldn't be revived…" He muttered in disbelief, "Please tell me you didn't revive Nega Filgaia!" He begged.

She stopped walking just a few inches in front of him, and her calm posture began to form when a satisfied smug came to be on her face.

"Oh dear mortal… dost thou not learn? I follow Fate's commands despite outcomes."

He shook his head with frustration. He could feel something bad was going to happen, and it was sending chills down his spine when he stared at the person who appeared to be Faluna.

"That's funny…" He withdrew his Airget lamh (a machine gun, only smaller). "The Faluna I remember used to always love going against Fate seven years ago…"

Her eyes wandered toward the movements of the airget lamh, being wary of what Jet was planning to do with it.

"Dost thou not trust me husband?" She seemed to have sighed.

He pointed the airget lamh toward her head having enough of the conversation.

"Shut up! Stop playing games with me! You're not Faluna!" He pulled the trigger of airget lamh in anger, only for the imposter to move her head somewhat to the left to avoid the shot.

She laughed at the attempt, but soon found herself being pinned to the ground by three others besides Jet. A female and two males in outfits of drifters like Jet.

"Dark Faluna I suppose? Well, we'll fix that soon…" Jet revealed the Argetlam (a sword and a gun combined to form a large weapon).

Instead of attacking her with Argetlam like everyone expected, he gently placed the weapon beside her as he kneeled to her side as well.

"You'll give Faluna back to us for sure, but I want to know what the purpose in all of this is. Even last time you pulled a stunt like this, you mentioned it was only the beginning… for what though?" He seemed more curious than angry from earlier.

The tenseness from being pinned down vanished from her as she began to regain the relaxation she felt after not panicking earlier when he caught her after she resurrected Nega Filgaia.

"It was to prepare thou for what lies ahead, but… didn't thou know…? No, thou didn't. I'm telling thou now and I'm informing thou of another thing…" She beckoned him to come closer.

He did come closer to her, but only a few inches more than he already was.

"Jet Enduro, Fate has given Faluna and thyself a curse, one which thou cannot even imagine… In one day to God, thou will fulfill thy destiny, and in one year to mortals, thy wife and thee will encounter the Filgaia of darkness I hath sent into a new life today. In the one day to God thou will fulfill thy destiny thou will encounter the Filgaia of light waiting to be born 223 years to mortals from today. Protect these children from the demon of dreams, and thy curse will be light…"

He nodded to show understanding before he had her grip the hilt of Argetlam, vanquishing every trace of demon aura from Faluna's body for the time being… (Argetlam keeps light and darkness in balance within someone's body.)

"So I'm cursed to live for that long eh? Oh well, at least I'll be able to protect this planet until the very end…"

1,000 years later

Sword withdrawn showing resistance, a Light Phoenix with a teenager appearance in battle armor slashed off random heads of random enemies in the area of her home with her soldiers following her commands of attack.

"Give them all you got guys! We'll show them the resistance army is a force to be reckoned with! Especially that bastard Kanune!" The girl shouted while taking out another few enemies' heads.

Arrows pierced the chests of enemies and heads of enemies were taken clear off of their shoulders with some of their blood eating away a little bit of flesh from each elemental phoenix who did not have the right protective armor.

This is too easy… something's wrong…

Her army fought and fought until every last weak enemy was taken out except for their leader whose body was completely covered in battle armor, the one she referred to as "Kanune."

"Didn't think you moronic phoenix would get this far…" He cursed under his breath.

With her sword covered in the toxic black blood of the enemies' heads she amputated, she stepped before Kanune with the tip of that sword pointed to his neck as if she were ready to amputate his head as well, but in a way, ready to consider terms.

"Give me back my kingdom and you may live!"

Making the wrong move, he laughed at her demand, tempting her to knock him to the ground, knocking the helmet off of his head, revealing a man with emerald green eyes, red hair, and tanned skin as if he lived out in a desert.

"What's so funny Kanune! That you're going to rot in hell with your treacherous henchmen!"

He smirked, and pointed to an area behind her, causing her to turn toward that direction to see an arrow flying through the air toward her, but it was deflected by a light barrier surrounding her body.

No later was she to turn around, she felt herself being restrained from movement by Kanune's hold of her and his sword held up to her throat, alarming the surviving resisting soldiers.

"No Fatima, what's funny is how I get to keep your kingdom and you."

He forced her to face her own army.

"Also what's funny is all your soldiers get to die!"

Damn him…

Surprisingly, she felt her body being dragged away with her along with Kanune and new reinforcements that were probably half of the executers of her men.

"Don't worry I'm not going to allow a lady such as you to watch your men become slaughtered by my men." He mused.

Execution site

"Oh great! Our princess has been kidnapped by that ass!" An ice phoenix shouted in aggravation while being shoved through a valley by one of Kanune's henchmen.

A dark phoenix calmly marched along with the other soldiers standing by watching the scene everyone seemingly to be struggling except for him. Bit by bit of his disturbing calmness, the ice phoenix showing the most resistance did not wish to ignore it.

"Hey you! What the hell are you doing! We need to get out of here!"

The dark phoenix sighed as he removed the shackles restraining his hands with ease and sliced the guards in half with his sword who were restraining him as well, shocking everyone else causing them to do the same.

Soon all of the guards were destroyed due to the lack of numbers when Kanune made his retreat with the other half of guards.

"Well… that wasn't much…" The dark phoenix gestured other phoenix to follow him.

Amazed by the incident, the ice phoenix joined him.

"Hey, my name's Shabu! What's your name stranger?" The ice phoenix removed the protective helmet revealing the face of a blonde female with icy blue eyes and ghostly pale skin.

Reacting as if the dark phoenix had seen her before, the dark phoenix removed the helmet revealing a black haired, gray eyed, male with skin just as pale as hers, but he stared at her intently to try and recall where he had seen her before.

"Ryoushen… uhhh…"

Baffled by the antisocial tone in his voice, she stopped, as did he.

"Is there something wrong?" She asked.

He stared at the ground beneath his feet and became quiet when speaking.

"Have you ever been to a place called Filgaia…?"

Trail to Phoenix castle

Fatima couldn't stand the thought of being prisoner of Kanune any longer a few hours before and managed some resistance, giving him a black eye and slicing bodies of his henchmen in two. She giggled to herself at the thought. The look on Kanune's face was priceless.

I could have kicked his ass some more too if it weren't for the battle from earlier…

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt herself being slammed against a canyon wall by none other than Kanune himself.

"You do know you're going to regret what you did earlier…" He pointed to his black eye.

Scowling, she pushed him away, leaving some space in between them.

"And you're going to regret ever touching me…" She muttered.

Her helmet was removed, showing a girl with blue hair left down, pale skin like her race andgrayeyes filled with determination like a youth.

She stared intently at an open wound on her arm. Silver blood was dripping little by little each moment passing, but she had adapted to that kind of pain thanks to the war.

Then it happened, an idea came to her, and Kanune seemed to notice it when her face brightened.

"Whatever you are planning girl, it's not going to work."

She laughed, causing him to be irritated and slam her exhausted body into a canyon wall again, giving her chance to act.

She thrust the silver blood from her open wound into the eyes of Kanune, sending him into a fit of blindness, and an extreme burning sensation in his eyes as well.

"You bitch!" He quickly began to try and rub the blood from his eyes, but in the process, Fatima escaped to save her army from one of her mistakes.

End of chapter 1:

Finally finished with THAT chapter! It's been revised so… tell me what you think of the new version… okay guys? Oh, and I'm waiting for someone else to submit their character profile so I can continue. Anyway! Hope it was better.