Author's note: Hey hey! I'm back after my long absence! This is another story where I have an OC. This is one of my older stories that I'm transferring to fanfiction from Quizilla. There are multiple Oc's in this (which is something I don't normally do) but I tried to make my OC's a little different from the norm. I hope you guys all enjoy this.
This story is basically the plot line of Tales of Symphonia, from beginning to end, with my own ideas thrown into it. Some things may differ from the game.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia or NAMCO's story. I do own my own scenarios and OC's.
Nothing Lasts Forever: A Tales of Symphonia Story.
Prologue
A cherry blossom with eyes of life, eyes, of hate, and eyes of reason. Her power lies within her sword...her faith within herself." These words were often uttered of 14 year old Sakura Amikiko, sister of the Princess of Omega, 15 year old Sayuna Amikiko. No one knows where she came from. There was no news of the Queen's pregnancy, and one day, Sakura was there. A girl no one had ever really seen; only heard of through her proud sister who spoke fondly of her often. This is the story of two sisters whose bonds are tested in an epic struggle between worlds…Their own separate worlds.
Sakura's Point of view:
I was sitting on the dock gazing at the rising moon and the sparkling stars in the night sky. The night was young and the sky dark, but the lights from inside the palace where my birthday was being celebrated lit up the night enough to dim the stars in the slightest.
Though, I was never one to party.
People
claimed to be coming to see me. But I wasn't so naïve. I knew people
only came to gaze and gawk at my lovely magenta haired sister.
A
slight gust of wind blew my long, scraggly pink hair in front of my
eyes as I lowered my gaze to the deep water beneath me. I never was
the most beautiful girl in the world, and people never were afraid to
let me know that. My arms had strong muscles and the rest of my
entire physic was built upon the idea of strength.
The wind stopped and I felt my chest throb in pain. The same spot that always hammered in pain every year around my birthday, "Damn" I muttered, clenching the area where my heart should be, "Why does this always happen at this time of the year? This crippling pain…" I shook my head, "Maybe it's a battle scar, but that doesn't matter now..." I was muttering to myself, stopping just in time to see that my sister, Sayuna, had emerged from the castle.
"Saki-chan!
Saki-chan!" She jumped excitedly, bounding over to my side and
plopping down in her long purple dress, which parachuted out to the
sides, "What are you wearing??" She cringed, wrinkling her
nose upon realizing that I was wearing a short, sleeveless, blue
kimono robe with black leggings underneath.
"You told me to
dress nicely for tonight. So I found something to match my eyes."
I muttered sarcastically through clenched teeth. Honestly, this was
what I always wore.
But hey, it was hard to find anything to match a girl with pink hair and grey eyes.
Sayuna,
taking no note of the sardonic remark began to flail her arms around
happily, "Well you look sloppy! But there is no time to dwell
here! Time to go! Time to go! Time to go!!" She hollered in
uncalled for bluntness.
"Where." Was the only response
I had to offer, not so much as a question, but as a
statement.
"Du-UH! To the Party!" She leapt up and
began to dance to the remnants of the music that could be heard from
inside. Each step she took flowed elegantly into the next, like
everything she did; beautiful, "Dance too Saki!"
I could feel my eyes roll as I shook my head, "No, not with you and not inside either." The thought of attempting to do anything that required gracefulness and beauty was degrading.
Sayuna
stopped and put her hands on her hips, about to retort. But she
stopped, and I assumed she must have noticed that my hand was still
firmly gripping my chest, because sat down beside me, "Does it
still hurt?"
I looked over at her through my longish bangs
and sighed, seeing the sudden look of concern in her sea-green eyes.
I felt a small smile tug on my face. Sayuna was the only friend I had
ever had. Not only that, but she was my sister,
the only person who had made a small smile penetrate the stone cold
stare that I threw at the others in the palace, "Yeah."
"You
know? It's not like you to be in pain. I've seen you take on
awesomely strong opponents with just your giant sword and hack them
to bits! Even when most people would run for the hills!" Her
mood settled a little and she lowered her voice again, "It
doesn't seem right that you would suffer from something so
small."
"It's not that small," I grunted
matter-of-factly, "I think the wound is pretty deep. It must be
a battle injury from some point that you
never treated."
Sayuna
had a slight look of guilt in her face but she defied the look with
her words, huffing as she stood, "I don't think so!"
Again,
I rolled my eyes, something I was very accustomed to doing whenever
Sayuna tried to put the blame on others.
We both sat in silence for a moment before the sound of a thunderous gunshot boomed from within the palace, followed by the pandemonium of the nobility screaming and yelling. Another gunshot, this time the clash of swords against each other was heard. A loud yell of agony followed after each shot or slash. Sayuna winced, imagining the gruesome details of what was happening in her palace.
I stood up and grabbed Sayuna's hand, rushing toward the palace.
Almost immediately, I regretted that decision…
"Sakura look!" Sayuna screamed, hiding behind my back and clutching my shoulder mercilessly. Tears poured from her eyes and she shook frantically, burying her face into my back.
She shrieked again, and again and again, trying to avoid looking at the crimson mist of death in which she stood.
I scanned the Grand ballroom, which was drenched in the blood of all the nobility. From the looks of it, there were no survivors, and the culprits had already vanished. Sayuna shrieked again as I tried to figure out the most efficient way to escape from this Hollywood horror film scene. My thoughts though, were clouded by the image before me and by the incessant screaming of Sayuna.
Out
of anger and confusion, I turned around to the shrieking girl and
hugged her closer to myself.
"Don't look at it Sayuna!"
I tried to tell her, shaking her slightly. She ignored my words and
continued sobbing into my shoulder. I couldn't seem to grasp what
this really truly meant.
Something Sayuna understood all too well…
Damn…
I
didn't know how, but I knew what my sole mission was: Protect
Sayuna. But before I even had a chance to come up with a plan, I
heard a painful groan coming from the center of the room. I pulled
Sayuna over to where one survivor lay in a mist of blood. I noticed
a sword piercing through his stomach. A small gasp escaped my lips as
I came realized who was lying on the floor in front of me.
"Your
Majesty!" I yelled, to the man who was my father, keeping
Sayuna's head in my shoulder so she would not witness her father
slowly dying. But she kept trying to catch a glimpse of him.
I know anyone else would have cried too…
But my face remained detached from him.
"Sakura," he tried to say my name, as he reached his hand up towards my face. I took his hand in my own and whispered, "My apologies Your Majesty, I do not think there is anytime for me to save you..." The response was cold and spoken as though I just had no intention in saving him anyway.
He
smiled weakly, "I'm glad you are focused on the reason you are
here. Now please… save my Sayuna…Take her far from this world."
He weakly pointed a finger over to the giant sword lying next to him,
"Take my sword, and with its blade find a new life in another
world."
I nodded obediently and picked up the weapon,
looking back at the man only for a brief moment to watch him take in
his last breath. I bowed my head respectfully with Sayuna sobbing
even louder. Her skin was turning pale; there wasn't much time to
help her escape. So I used the first thing that came to my mind.
Grabbing her hand and prying her from my shoulder, I dashed for the Reheirds, which were stored by the port. I hadn't the foggiest idea what my father meant by "another world" but I had a feeling; the Reheirds could take us there.
Suddenly, footsteps hammered at the ground behind us.
Faster and faster they came…
Louder and louder…
I could hear them shouting to each other…
And they were shouting about killing us…
I could hear the commands given by one of them to kill us. Arrows shot from various angles. Using my sword to deflect arrows from Sayuna, we finally reached the Reheirds safely.
The problem is, there was only one left.
"Sayuna," I let go of her hand and pulled her in front of me, "Take this Reheird and go! Forget everything you saw here and your life here. Forget your mother, your father." I sighed; this moment was hard even for me. Everything was happening so fast; I didn't know what the 'right thing to do' really was. Sayuna looked at me with a look of disownment and confusion. I took another breath and placed my hand on her face as fresh tears streamed down from her eyes, "Forget about me-"
Just as I finished the last word, an arrow pierced through my arm. I flinched but turned to face the line of angels behind us
.
That's what they were; angels.
The beings we are to respect…Those looked as heavenly beings…Enemies
There were maybe 5 or 6 of them, so they weren't much of a threat. For a brief moment, I wondered what would happen to me if I killed them. Eternal Damnation? Not that it really mattered then.
"Go
Sayuna!" I pushed her into the Reheird.
"Sakura I-"
She began to say before she vanished into the sky. I turned to face
the opponents and pulled out my father's sword. But before I had a
chance to attack, a light shone down from the moon and I was taken
away…
To the legendary Sylvarant…