Hey guys! So I've wanted to do this story for a while! I absolutely love The Last Story but was unsure of what to do for a fanfic, then I started playing Xenoblade Chronicles and Pandora's Tower and had a brilliant idea for the story.

Summary: Years after the outsider is released a new plan is set into motion to take over Lazulis Island from deep within the empire, can Zael and the others figure out a way to save the Island before it's too late?

Chapter 1: A Plan Set In Motion

A figure hidden in the dark shadows of the dungeon room smirked as they looked upon their new captives. Pleased to see that it didn't take long for the two men to come to, though one of the men's whining as he complained about being mistreated was very irritating. The figure found it surprising that the other man never spoke a word as he sat up, only stared in the direction that the figure hid, as if knowing they were there.

The figure began to speak in a melodic female voice, but one that held a hint of danger in it, "You two have finally awakened, we were beginning to worry that it was too long after your deaths to revive you."

"So you are a necromancer then I assume? Either that or we never really died, but I'm almost positive I did," The quiet man finally spoke, a small laugh leaving his lips at the end as he stared in her direction still.

"I see you still have the snarky attitude I had heard that your team of mercenaries possessed, even after you betrayed them," The women drawled not amused at the man's response.

The annoying man finally spoke up, "Where am I? Who are you and what do you want with me! I refuse to be kept in such a place! Do you know who I am? I am Lord Jirall and to be treated this way-"

Before he could continue he heard something smash as the woman began to walk closer. She glared in the man's direction as she stepped into the light, bits of glassing falling from her fist along with blood from the glass bottle she had smashed in annoyance at the man. Her raven hair illuminated by the few candles in the room and her silver eyes seeming to glare into Jirall's very soul.

"I know who you are and you would do well not to anger me. I am the one that raised you from your grave, and I will not hesitate to put you there again," The woman warned.

Jirall gulped, "You wouldn't release the spell after resurrecting me, and wouldn't that have been a waste on energy?"

The necromancer smirked as she realized the spoiled noble actually knew things about mages, "My dear noble, the type of necromancy I used is a very different form. It's used only by my cult by those very well practiced," She stressed the word practice as she moved closer to the two men, "There is no spell cast over you anymore, you are allowed to live till you die of natural causes or are killed," She explained.

"How is that possible?" The mercenary asked.

"Well my dear Dagran, let's just say that my group was able to obtain some of the very rare outsider stones that still remained in our world after it left this place. It was very hard to find and very expensive as well, but that aside, when you mix the Heart of the Outside, the Light of the Outsider, and the Particle of the Outsider into a potion then you get the ability to grant someone life again. We were very fortunate that the potion was able to be used on two of you, we were sure we would only have enough for one of you."

Dagran stared at her, wondering what this woman was planning with having resurrected Jirall and himself. The woman smirked at him as if reading his every thought, and she seemed to enjoy his confusion. Luckily Jirall seemed to understand that now was the time to be quiet, for once, and to not anger their captor.

Dagran frowned, "So get on with it. What do you want from us?"

"Well since you two are the ones that were so bent on helping the Gurak destroy Lazulis Island we naturally thought you two would be better to use to help us in our plan, at least better than some stupid Gurak," She began.

"Zangurak was the one wanting to start the war," Dagran spoke.

"Ah but didn't you control his strings Dagran dear?" The necromancer asked.

Dagran frowned at that and before he could reply Jirall spoke, "So what is it you want?"

"I want you two to help me destroy Lazulis Island and bring it under the command of those within the empire."

Dagran gave her a confused look, "But the empire has never felt any ill will towards Lazulis Island in the past."

"That was in the past dear, but now that the citizens of Lazulis have united with the Gurak those in higher positions of the empire wishes them to be taught their proper place," She explained with a bored sigh.

"What do we get out of this?" Jirall demanded.

"Well first off you get to be alive again," The raven haired woman stated, "Secondly I'm sure you my lord would love to see that mercenary that wormed his way into the castle put back into his proper place."

Dagran's eyes widened as he realized who she may be speaking of before Jirall spoke, "You mean that brat Zael? The one who ruined everything for me?"

"Of course, he's practically at the center of everything that happens in Lazulis now. He's even taken the spot that you were meant to have, wouldn't I be a pleasure to take everything that he cares for from him? The castle, the town, and maybe even his lovely wife, Lady Calista?" She asked, knowing Jirall would agree.

"Yes! I'll do it!" Jirall shouted gleefully at the thought of taking his revenge.

The woman turned her attention to Dagran, "You my dear mercenary finally have the chance to take revenge for your family's death, you can take this world by storm with our power, and what do you say?"

Dagran looked at her in thought then closed his eyes, "You have a deal."

The woman smirked, "Splendid, you leave immediately, and I will be in contact."

With that said she turned to leave the room, her mages cloak flowing behind her as she made her exit. Dagran could only watch her leave and lock the door, ignoring Jirall's annoying muttering next to him as he thought about what he just agreed too. He turns his attention to the ceiling, thinking about what would happen when he saw Zael again after his death.

~Lazulis Castle Library~

A book fell to the ground from the large, uneven stack on the table. A very lightly tanned hand reached down to pick the book up, placing a finger to keep the page that it had fallen open on. As the small hand brought it up and was placed back on the table, a girl in a light dark blue dress with white sleeves retook her seat at the table.

Silver bangs just barely fell in front of her chestnut brown eyes as she scanned the page in interest. She blinked as she found it to be a book about the outsider, not having realized she had picked the book up. She read the passage about the outsider's powers and even what the different parts that remained in their world could do. As she finally went to put the book back she felt a shiver run down her spine, and she spun around as if someone was watching her.

She clutched the book to her chest feeling that it was important and fled from the library back to her bedroom, not bothering to look back, as a figure entered the library and quietly so as not to be seen, unaware of the girls fleeing form.

End Chapter 1.

I hope you all liked the chapter! The necromancer plot seemed really fun, and who wouldn't like the idea of Zael kicking Jirall's ass again? All will be explained in due time, I wanna introduce my readers to the world set after the war.

Also for anyone who can guess who the girl at the end is I'll give you…pure tealeaves! Did anyone see what I did there? The hint to who the girl at the end is in the statements I made at the beginning.

Till Next Time!