1Hi everyone again! I decided to write this story. This is going to be about everything that happened before Storm met Lloyd's group in my first story. For anyone who is reading this and doesn't know who Storm is, she's Kratos' daughter who was raised by Cruxis. She's my own OC! If you want the whole story I have A Storm Was Brewing in Cruxis and Return of the Queen. These are the first stories I wrote on her. Anyway, this story will be told in what my Lit teacher calls a framed anecdote. Storm will start the story off as the narrator, relating the story to Zelos before the story is told in third person POV. Try not to get confused, I haven't figured out how to put the nice breaks in the story, if you haven't figured that out. You shouldn't need my help to tell when POV has changed though. Well, I hope everyone enjoys this as well as the other two stories. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing Tales of Symphonia...never will...oh well. I do own Storm though, she's mine, as well as Zelos'.

Chapter 1: Beginnings

"You never talk about your childhood Storm? What was it like to grow up in Cruxis?" Zelos asked Storm one night while they were in the parlor, cuddling next to each other on a couch.

"I don't talk about it because it wasn't all that great," she replied as she looked at the fire roaring in the fireplace.

"I would like to know. I figured that you could tell me, after all we are married now," he said.

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you," Storm agreed.

"I'm ready," he said .

"Well, let's see...you already know about what happened with my family when I was younger. I think I'll skip over that part, it's hard to talk about," she began, "Well, the best place to start would probably be when I was a toddler growing up on Derris Kharlan. Those years were probably the best I ever had there," she said.

"Uncie Mifos!" Storm yelled as she made her way to where she figured Mithos was.

Storm was an average, energetic three year old. She had brown hair that came to her shoulders and big, beautiful hazel eyes. She looked a lot like her father, except that her eyes were a different shade, and they were full of an endless supply of emotion.

She walked into a large room and saw Mithos standing at the other end. He turned around and saw her walk in. He rolled his eyes at the sight of the young human. He still couldn't believe that he had allowed an inferior being into Derris Kharlan.

"What is it Storm?" he asked impatiently.

"Pway house," she said.

"Not now," he replied.

"Uh huh," she replied as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Later," he said, placing a hand on his forehead. Why had he agreed to bring her in again?

"Now!" she screamed.

"All right, all right, just shut up," he said through clenched teeth.

"Yay!" she yelled as she quickly grabbed his hand and drug him to her room. When they entered the room, Mithos saw Yuan and Kratos already inside, waiting to play with an anxious Storm.

"She managed to drag you in here as well?" Yuan asked Mithos.

"She wouldn't shut up," he replied as he sat down next to the other two.

"Okay, here Daddy, Uncie Yuan (pronounced like oowin, she's still working on pronunciation), Uncie Mifos," Storm said to each of them as she gave them each a teacup.

Mithos looked at the cup. "You have got to be kidding me, I have better things to do,"he said as he got up off the floor and attempted to leave the room.

"No," Storm cried. Mithos turned around and saw Storm on the verge of tears at the thought of him leaving. How could he possibly say no to something as innocent as that? He rolled his eyes and sat back on the floor between Kratos and Yuan.

"Okay...tea?" she asked her father and he offered her his cup. She poured in the pretend tea and he pretended to drink it. She flashed a large grin at him and sat down next to Yuan. After about ten minutes of tea time, she finally let the three seraphim return to their work.

"You just had to have a daughter didn't you Kratos," Mithos said to the seraph sarcastically.

"Oh come on, you have to admit that she's adorable," Kratos replied.

"Really, Yuan back me up here, you actually don't think that as well do you?" he asked the half-elf.

"Well, she is sweet. Maybe you just need to spend a little time with her," Yuan replied.

Mithos stopped and looked at the two shocked at what they were saying. He could understand, slightly that Kratos would actually care for the little runt, but Yuan? He decided he would go and find out just what was so interesting about the three year old human child. He turned around and walked back to Storm's room. He walked in and saw Storm playing with the one doll that she had. She looked up at him and smiled happily that he had returned. Mithos went and sat on her bed. Storm crawled up her bed to sit next to him.

"So, what were you doing?" Mithos asked.

"Taking care of the baby," she replied.

"Oh, what's her name?" Mithos asked.

"Martel," she replied.

Mithos stared at her hard, realizing how sweet and innocent the young child was as she rocked the small doll in her arms. She soon noticed that he was looking at her and she smiled back. She wrapped her arms around him. "I wuv you Uncie Mifos," she said happily.

Mithos felt something in his heart that hadn't been there for a long time. It was the same kind of feelings he felt towards his sister. It wasn't as strong, but he wondered if he could begin to love this small child?

That's it for the first chapter of this story. Don't worry, I know the characters seem different than they were at the beginning of the first story, but don't worry they will get there. I will make sure to write the changes that take place in Storm, Kratos, Yuan, and Mithos as Storm ages. Soon, she will begin to learn to fight. There will be a lot of emotional conflicts, internal battle kind of stuff. I really hope that everyone will like this story. Thanks and please review.