A/N: I'm writing a series of one-shots but all are in the ToS world. There will be a short summary before each so you readers know what the hell is going on in them. I hope you like them! 3

Summary: At the end of the game where Emil and Marta have to separate, things change. This is my take on what I think should have happened. Most of the actual events were kept, but characters reactions where a bit intensified. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own ToS. I wish I did, that way Lloyd and Collete can both go have stupid kids together so as to not contaminate anyone else's.

Title: 'Courage is the Magic that Turns Dreams into Reality'

Ratatosk and Marta were silent as they both watched Lloyd walk away and join the others outside of the room. Neither of them wanted to speak, knowing this could be the last time they ever spoke to each other, but wanting to at the same time because of that reason. Neither wanted to give up, but they knew, in order to save the world, they had to give each other up.

"Emil…No, Ratatosk…" Marta started, her voice thick, showing she was crying silently, "You-you can't make me leave! I won't do it!" She shouted at him, shaking her head, oblivious to Richter and Tenebrae watching.

Red eyes moved to stare at her jewel-like blue ones. Sympathy and regret emanating through them as they watched Marta finally break down, like she's been wanting to. He moved a step toward her, but stopped once she backed up in the same step.

"I mean it! I'm not leaving!" She yelled, squeezing her eyes shut, like if she couldn't see anything that made all of this a bad dream.

"Marta…" Ratatosk sighed.

This girl had done so much for him, made him realize that he doesn't always have to be a fighting machine or giving orders. He could be somewhat normal, have emotions, and be able to feel them towards another. Like love, she especially taught him how to love, which is why she couldn't stay here.

The demonic aura that would eventually take over the room would be too much for her human body to stand. Her body would give out, and wither away. He couldn't let her do that to herself. She had to live, and share what she shared with him with the rest of the world. Her life would not end here because of him; he refused to let that happen. And he could feel Emil inside him agreeing to every thought, maybe even feeling more strongly on the matter.

"Marta," he began, "Listen to me." He stared intently at her, watching as she opened her eyes and met his hesitantly.

"You must go," Ratatosk cut him self off because Marta backed up more and was shaking her head. He walked to her, catching up to her even though she was retreating, and grasped both of her arms with his hands and held on tightly, forcing her to look at him. "Listen to me!" He yelled urgently while shaking her a bit, her eyes popped as she watched him lose control slightly, "You can't stay here with me! You can't, Marta, you just can't! You have to go on! You must live. I-," and he broke off, still not entirely comfortable with his emotions just yet, but still wanting to express them all the same.

"Yes?" Marta asked, curiosity shining brightly in her eyes.

He groaned. He had no idea how to say it, but he knew someone who did.

You're up, Emil.

He closed his eyes and when he opened them green replaced red and his features softened a bit.

"Marta…" he sighed again, except this time his voice was slightly higher.

Marta's eyes got even wider and her face broke into a smile.

"Emil!" She squealed and jumped on him. He staggered a bit but regained his footing and embraced her as well, holding her tight against him.

"I'm staying with you, Emil! I'm not going to leave you!" Her cries echoed in the vast room.

Emil closed his eyes, knowing that what Ratatosk was trying to convince her to do was right, even though a part of him wanted her to stay too.

You've got to let her go, Emil. She can't stay here, Ratatosk reminded him.

I know! I know she can't, it's just…hard.

I know, but you have to convince her. I couldn't, but maybe you can, she listens to you more than me, we both know that.

Yeah, I know…

"Marta." Emil said, finally gaining her attention. When she looked up her blue eyes were swimming in tears and her face had some still making their way down. It broke his heart seeing her like that, and knowing she's going to be hurt even more when they are separated, but he had to do this, for her own good.

"Marta, Ratatosk is right. You have to leave with Lloyd and the others." He told her, watching as her face fell and more tears cascaded down her face quickly.

"No…No! I won't, Emil! I can't!" Marta cried.

"Marta, you can't just throw your life away for me!" He said, trying to get her see reason.

"I'm not! Just, please…don't send me away! I want to be with you, Emil, I love you! I want to stay with you, please, Emil!" Marta continued to beg.

Emil took a deep breath. Marta was always stubborn but never enough to this extent. He figured by now she'd be upset but see that this was the only way for her to live a full life and go with the others, but apparently she was more persistent than he thought.

"I love you, too, Marta. But you have to go…I'll see you eventually. Ratatosk was thinking of a way to give us both separate bodies so that we could think on our own, and not have to be connected all the time. When that happens, I'll come straight to you." He said. He hated lying to her, but it was the only thing he could think of and he silently thanked Ratatosk for his influence because without it, he'd never be able to lie about the color of his underwear if he wanted.

Actually, it isn't a lie, Emil. That is possible.

"Really?" Marta asked her face full of hope.

Are you lying to me?

No. It is possible. I just don't know when I would be able to do it; my full power isn't back yet, and I'll have to transport you out of the room, cause, you know, with it going to be sealed and all that, Ratatosk's sarcasm finally showing.

Well, that's good enough for me.

"Yup." He smiled back at her.

She pulled back seeming to be contemplating something. Emil watched her as she stared at him, searching for something, maybe a hint that it was all a lie. She found none and pounced on him again this time, ending with a kiss on the cheek.

Emil felt the place where their skin touched briefly on his cheek heat up. He watched as she walked down the aisle and paused right before the door.

"You better not be lying to me, Emil. I'll be waiting for you." She said, half-turning to him.

"I'll be wherever you are, Marta." Emil said.

She smiled and turned and walked the rest of the way out of the room. Emil watched as the door closed and sealed him in the room and her out. He hoped Ratatosk could conjure that power up soon, he already felt weaker without Marta around.

Oh, stop being such a sap, Emil. Jeez.

"Emil…" Richter said. "Are you sure Ratatosk can do that?"

Emil nodded. "He told me it might take a while, but he said he could do it."

"Lady Marta would be most pleased to see Emil show up unexpectedly. But are you sure that Lord Ratatosk can do that within a respectable time? It would be most discontenting if Emil were to show up when Lady Marta is through with half of her human life span." Tenebrae asked.

Tell Tenebrae to shut it and that I can do it in, at most, a year.

Tenebrae looked shocked but composed his usual blank face back, "My apologies, Lord Ratatosk."

"You heard him?" Emil asked.

"I hear every command from Lord Ratatosk, no matter where he is. He could be halfway around the world and I would still hear every order and do as commanded by him." Tenebrae said in his proud voice.

"Oh, wow." Emil said.

How long do you think it'll take you? I don't want you to get too tired to do what's important, Emil asked Ratatosk.

Not long. And I won't be too 'tired' I'm not that weak. Just give me a couple months and you'll be with Marta again.

Thanks, Ratatosk.

Don't mention it, but, Emil? …Don't let me down.

Emil smiled to himself.

I won't.

**************************ONE YEAR LATER****************************

Marta was leaning on the railing on a bridge in Palmacosta. She was just telling 'Emil' how she's doing really well with atoning for what she did in the Vanguard and how her father is helping out too. So far, Palmacosta was back in the same condition it was in before the Blood Purge and discrimination against Sylvaranti is getting to be less and less, but it's still there enough to cause a possible recreation of the Vanguard.

In mid sentence she heard someone step behind her and she spun around, her Spinner ready for a possible attack; there were still members of the Vanguard who didn't like her, even though Alice was gone.

Once she recognized who it was her hand went slack causing her Spinner to be dropped to the ground and she took one shaky step forward.

"Emil?" She asked uncertainly.

He nodded.

She took another step and just pushed off with her feet and slammed into the blond boy causing them both to crash down to the ground.

"Ohmigod!" She squealed, "Emil! You're back! You're really back!" She screamed.

Emil laughed nervously, "Yeah, I am."

Emil looked up at the blue sky and smiled to himself.

Thank you, Ratatosk. She'll be safe, I won't let you down.

**FIN**

A/N: Oh, my, my! I've wanted to do a one-shot, and get out of my multi-chapter fanfics for a while, but never really got a subject to write about. Well, now I do! I hope you all liked this and enjoyed reading it! Remember to review!

~DarkAngelGrl22567