Where ya' going?" Normally, Sheena Fujibayashi'd pratically give him a bad bruise that even Cruxis couldn't cause. Even if they poured all their power into it.
NORMALLY.
The red headed Zelos Wilder watched her run, faster than she had ever before. This gave him two questions. "What the hell is going on?" and "Is her cup size bigger than that?"
Regal Byrant was talking to the young looking Presea Combatir in Altimira, when they got wind of what had happened. Their eyes widdened beyond belief. "How is that possible?" Regal had whispered, running outside with Presea. "I do not know. But I'm worried.." Presea trailed off.
The situation was so shocking, that even Presea, the normally cold-ish girl, was stunned to no perception.
Colette Brunnel the former chosen of Regeneration was walking- Err.. Falling around, while talking to her dear friend, Genis Sage.
"Colette, if you trip again, you might crush the cookies.." Genis snickered a bit. "Sorry. I can't help it.." Colette giggled.
They were just giving a kid some of Genis's special cookies when someone uttered a name they found to be all to frightful, yet Genis's heart lurched when it was mentioned. But when they heard more.. They blasted off to where they knew where to meet.
Marta and Emil were on a boat on the outskirts of Palmacosta cost. "M-Marta! You'll fall off if you get any closer to the edge!"
Emil warned. "Oh, don't be silly Emil. I'm more balanced than that." Tenebrae would've laughed at the comment.
As they drifted around, relaxing, they heard another fishboat full of people talking of very recent, and unexpected events.
Marta, with shock, fell into the water. "Ah! Marta!" He got her, and took her to shore to meet the others.
Raine was giving some poor kids a good old scolding (Spanking) when they drew on the walls of a certain Triet Ruins.
"And if I EVER see any more flith on these beautiful pieces of work, I'll give you a very long lesson on the history! AND NO LUNCH BREAKS!" One of the kids tried to bargin with her. (He got even more spankings)
Then... He mentioned a Taboo amongst the eight Heroes. She instanlly ran to her new destination. The kids saw this chance to run from the devil-woman.
Lloyd Irving was talking to his father, Dirk, and he looked extremely grave. "Well son. I 'ave to tell ya' somthing."
Lloyd's eyes blasted wide open to hear the news. "What? How-?" He remembered the group's promise.
If anything is to go wrong,
Go to the New World's Tree.
And let the news spread to everyone in the group. If needed, They'll be forced to summon Kratos Aurion to the battlefield with them.
"Sorry Dad, I have to go! Bye Noishe!" Lloyd yelled, and ran faster than he ever had. Faster than when Colette left them to go to the Tower of Salvation first.
Yuan was in contact with the Centeriouns ,via monsters, and when he gave news, Ratatosk's Bearer, Richter had only heard stories, and through gritted teeth, asked Ratatosk, "What does this mean?" The core form of Ratatosk could only state lightly "It means, get ready for war. Despite my hatred for it, I might have to be included in that kind of battle. Since it IS him."
Yuan sighed, "Yes. This is a very bad situation. The worst kind, in fact." Yuan spoke to the little wolf next to him, which was sent by Tenebrae to keep in contact.
Yuan Sent a message to Kratos before consulting the others. He knew they would've called him either way. It was dire.
Kratos was leaning back on Derris Karlan's Tree. Just being a machocist, since there was nothing else to do. He was thinking back on When he was with Anna, the Journey with Lloyd, and betraying his friends. He sat up, and saw a floating screen.
It read "URGENT MESSAGE" on it. He sighed, blinking his Wine colored eyes. He stood up, and tapped "OPEN".
When he read it, he instantlly set course for Symphonia. And set it at it's highest speed. To do this though, he'd have to lend the tree some of his mana. He leaned to it, and it went faster than a nanosecond.
"How the hell is he back... And why now?" Kratos whispered. "And.. It seems I'll need to come up with something to ease Lloyd.
He's bound to be strought with anger or surprise. Perhaps fear."
A young man was walking the town of Asgard, silently thinking to himself. He watched children play nearby, and heard their laughs. He tried to think back to when he last laughed. "Right before.." He tried to remember, but just couldn't.
Then he noticed.. Only things he could remember were of a few people.. "Yuan.. Kratos..Lloyd.. And a few others hit him,
like Remiel, Pyronyma, Rodyle, and other meaningless scum. Even something.. Called a Summon Spirit..
Uh.. Ratatak? Rattosk? No.. Ratatosk.. Yes.. Ratatosk is sounding correct.." He whispered, so as to not be noticed.
He cupped his chin, completely disgusted on how bad his memory was. It was totally screwed up. Cruxis.. Desians..
Yggdrasill.. Yggdrasill? Mithos..and... Martel! Oh, dear Martel, how could he forget his one and only sister?