Symphonic Hearts
Time and Time Again
Rated: T for violence, blood, swearing, and Zelos
Pairings; Sheloyd, Zellete, Genis/Presea
Disclaimer; Not mi~ine, too bad so sad
Warning; Timeline gets a punch in the face…IE; I'm switching up events a bit, so bear with me.
AN; Ooooh, rewrite(And a new title)! I hope you like it :P Also, I'm gonna be putting up stuff here in the first chapter that'll be some what important to future stories for my Symphonic Hearts series. Such as the bit about Ki Aurion...Ah, ignore me, just get to reading!
Prologue
Myths, Legends, and History
...Lloyd.
Hmm? What is it?
...Don't die.
Wha? Yeah, okay. What's up all of a sudden?
...Don't worry about it.
How can he tell me not to worry after saying something like that?
~Kratos Aurion and Lloyd Irving, Tales of Symphonia
About Fifteen thousand years ago today, a young woman of elf and human descent stepped off of her home world and into the stars. No, she was not an astronaut, nor was she a traveler of time space. Rather, she was the first of the legendary Keyblade Wielders. She molded the keyblade from raw power, founded an order of those who could use it, and became a hero across thousands, millions, of worlds.
Her name was Ki Aurion.
She lead the keyblade wielders as they struggled to begin and struggled to stabilize. Ki Aurion supported the idea of light and darkness not being enemies, but rather simply flip sides of the same coin. As such, she taught her students to believe the same. She easily noted that her students each had a natural ability for either of the two.. or an in-between area that would be later called Twilight.
For many years she taught her students and lead the order until she fell in love and had a child. Ki felt that her child's birth was a sign that it was time for her to chose a successor. She did, but chose three. Each of the leaders would lead the Light, Darkness, and Twilight wielders respectively. So, she returned home to Aselia, heralded as a hero...
Though, unlike many of the heroes of Aselia, Ki Aurion was one of those who became but a fragment of history that turned to legend, and then myth before being forgotten all together. The young half-elven woman, however, will always be remembered in the heart of hearts.
After all, Kingdom Hearts was the one who tasked her with the creation of the keyblade...
Ratatosk grumbled under his breath at the group of young Southern Fenrir. This was due to the fact that they were still cleverly evading him. It was rather annoying, especially when he was planning to simply take them back to the correct time and let them live in the shifted dimension on Aselia...Or Earth, as it was commonly known as in his proper time.
His main reasoning for this was because the species would disappear otherwise and he was feeling a bit too lazy to recreate them. It took far more energy to recreate a species then to simply travel through time and get them. Of course, It also helped that one of his partners was the Spirit of Time Space...
A growl.
He froze.
Ahead of him was a group of the red and white Southern Fenrir. Some were obviously exhausted, while others were struggling to just keep up on their paws. Only a tiny handful were still strong enough to fight, if it came to it. Thankfully, it'd never get that far. The blond raised his hands in surrender.
"I'm not here to harm you," He said slowly, having not spoken the Fenrir South language in a long while. The Fenrir that seemed to lead this pack perked up slightly, "Our Monster Lord, Ratatosk?" Ratatosk was slightly shocked: As far as he knew, all of the monsters at this time knew nothing about him. They didn't start remembering until after the worlds were recombined to one again.
The alpha leaned forward, "It is you, is it not? It has been a many thousands of years..but it would be impossible for us to forget you." Ratatosk shook himself out of his surprise and nodded slightly, "Yes. I am Ratatosk...And I have a task for you." All of the Fenrir pack perked up, shock etched in their body language. "Yes, our Monster Lord?"
Ratatosk stared the alpha in the eye, "Come with me."
There were no other questions, the alpha simply nodded. The pack followed after him into a shaded grove and the young blond man raised a hand. Before him, a mass of swirling light appeared. The southern Fenrir pack seemed to fear the portal of Time Space, but the monster lord waved hi hand at them, "This will take you to a place where you'll be safe from those who hunt your precious furs. Go, and be safe." The Alpha shot him a thankful look before ordering his pack to follow him.
Silently, he watched the pack of 40 to 50 disappear into the swirling lights and allowed a small smile to appear on his lips. Oi, Emil. Just saved a whole species from extinction. What about you?
Setting up the path for an old friend. Though, she hasn't met us yet, of course.
You mean...her?
Yup. Now you know you're jealous, Ratatosk.
Hardy-har-har, Emil. Whatever. Look, when you're done with that, can you go and help that Southern Fenrir pack that just went through?
Sure, sure. See you when you get back.
Right.
Ratatosk let out a huff of a sigh, "I'm slightly jealous. I wanted to be the one...Ah, well. Now we just have to wait for her to catch up with us." He never noticed the dark shadow appear over his shoulder nor did he hear the spell incantation...
Not until it was too late.
Prologue
End
"...Something is wrong."
"Emil? Are you alright?"
"No...Martel...Ratatosk is..."
Prologue Finished. Chapter 1 will be posted at a later date.