A/N: I've decided to change the bad ending of Shadow Hearts 2 a little for this story to work. I don't own Shadow Hearts or the Darkness.

It was almost sunset when Yuri finally arrived at Roger's futuristic home on the welsh coast; it had been a long journey from his home in the small village of Domremy. It was the day before the anniversary of Alice's death and he didn't like to spend it alone so he decided to visit Roger. When he reached the front door, he knocked three times initially no sound came from inside and Yuri began to wonder if Roger was in at all. That was until he heard the huge BOOOOM! that came from inside, he could hear someone mumbling behind the door. When the door finally opened Yuri could see a small and old man but by no means frail, he had that mistake before and wouldn't make it again. The only difference was that Roger's face was completely black and he was frowning as if in deep thought, it was only when he looked up that he realised who had called him to the door.

"Ah Yuri my boy, good to see you again. Please come in."

Yuri walked into his friends home and as usual there were all different kinds of inventions lying around the place, but he knew better than to touch any one of them even if he was told they were harmless. Yuri could hear Roger not just closing the door but locking it as if he were trying to keep something out, he knew that Roger liked his privacy but the locks he had now installed were going a bit far.

"Roger is everything ok?"

Roger turned around to look at him and looked as if he didn't understand the question that he had just been asked, he then looked at the door and Yuri could see that he had grasped his question.

"Oh yes everything is fine, just with what happened with Sapientes Gladio I decided that it shouldn't be so easy to get in my front door."

Yuri smiled at the old man's comment and shook his head; once Roger had finished locking the door he walked over and looked up at Yuri and could see the pain in his eyes that this period time brings.

"You know she's looking down and watching you."

Yuri quickly turned round and stretched his arms above his head and then glanced over his shoulder at Roger.

"So old man, what have you got to eat in this place?"

Roger smiled at Yuri's dismissal of his statement and just shook his head; he walked over to a much cluttered area and moved something's around. When he had finally finished moving things an odd looking vending machine was standing at an angle but still seemed to be working.

"You can have whatever you want from this, but firstly I'd suggest putting your bag in your room."

Yuri sighed and made his way to the stairs, when he started up them he turned around to look at roger.

"Hey Roger, thanks again."

Roger smiled and saw Yuri continue up the stairs, once he had climbed what seemed like a mountain of stairs he opened a wooden door which had a simple bedroom inside. All that was in the room was a set of drawers with a washbasin on top of them, a mirror hanging on the wall, a cupboard, a bed and a window which looked onto the open coast and let in the last of the light in from the sunset. He walked into the room and threw his bag on the bed and sat down beside it, he opened his bag and rummaged through the clothes that he brought with him. He brought out a picture of Alice and himself, it brought a smile to his face remembering when that picture was taken. He put his bag in the cupboard and then put the picture on top of the chest of drawers; he then filled the washbasin up and quickly washed his face and dried it off. He made his way down the mountain of stairs to see Roger at the bottom holding a bowl out to him; Yuri took the bowl from him and took a deep breath of the aroma coming from the bowl and he couldn't wait to try it whatever it was.

"Roger this is great, what is it?"

Roger looked up at him and smiled.

"It's mutton stew."

Yuri looked confused at what he'd been told he was eating, he looked at the third helping he had in his bowl and then looked at Roger.

"What is mutton?"

Roger burst out into laughter, and that started to irritate Yuri because he felt rather stupid for asking the question now. Roger wiped the tears cause by his hysteric laughter and looked at Yuri.

"Mutton my dear boy is adult sheep."

Roger once again burst out into laughter and Yuri pushed the bowl in front of him, no matter how good something tasted once a person knew the ingredients they're instantly not hungry anymore. Yuri got up from his seat and made his way to the stairs, when he was halfway up he shouted goodnight to Roger and headed for his room. When he finally arrived at his room he closed the door behind him and flopped onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling, he didn't realise it but he was very tired and he could feel his eyes slowly shutting and sleeps embrace taking him.

Yuri did not dream that night, instead he was in the one place that he didn't want to be and that was the graveyard inside his soul. He could see the six glowing gravestones that represented his fusions, then he saw it; the small white gravestone that reads Alice Elliot. He knelt down in front of the grave and he could feel the tears running down his cheeks

"My look who's here, it's the dashing hero himself. Come to reminisce have you?"

Yuri quickly stood up and turned around to see the four floating masks, he could feel his anger growing and his fists tightening.

"Go away; I can't be bothered with you four right now."

The grail masked turned around to look at the other three.

"Look who's a grumpy today. Now what possible reason could that be for?"

That comment was all Yuri needed to punch the grail mask and send it flying across the graveyard. He looked at the other masks and smirked.

"Does anyone else have any smart ass comments?"

The masks looked at each other and then at Yuri and shook to indicate no, Yuri turned back round to look at Alice's grave. He could hear the grail mask mumbling something as it made its way back to the others. The other masks looked at the grail mask.

"SHH! We don't want that to happen to you or to happen to us."

Yuri smiled; he actually scared the masks to his surprise. After a few hours of talking to Alice's grave as if it was her he stood up and made his way to the gate that let him leave the graveyard. He turned around to look at the masks that weren't too far behind him.

"Boo!"

He left the graveyard laughing.

When Yuri finally woke up he found it was nearly eleven in the morning, which was late for him. So he got up, washed his face and wandered downstairs. Roger was no where to be seen, so Yuri went over to a bookcase and pulled on one of the books and he heard a clicking noise coming from under the stairs. Yuri got on the lift and was taken to Roger's underground lab, he could he hear all sorts of noises coming from one direction which indicated where Roger was. Yuri took a step towards the sounds but then he was curious to what was in the other direction, he walked past a few doors and then came to a huge double metal door; he had to see what was in here. So he opened the door and found inside some sort of chamber, he looked around to find a set of number dials and a list of places beside it. He fiddled a bit with them all and then went inside the chamber and started to joke about, when he tried to open the door it just stayed shut and then there was some sort of alarm going.

"Great Roger's going to be real happy now; I need to get out of this thing."

He started punching the chamber door but didn't have any luck even scratching it, he looked out to see Roger at the door wide eyed and screaming.

"Yuri what are you doing in there?"

Yuri gave an innocent smile and shrugged his shoulders; they both heard an announcement being made.

"Twenty seconds to time jump."

Roger ran to the chamber door trying to pry it open but he didn't have any luck, then announcement came back on.

"Ten seconds till time jump. Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one time jump enabled."

There was a bright flash of light and when Roger looked in the chamber Yuri was gone, he ran over to the dials and saw that they were set to July eighth, two thousand and nine New York City. Roger shook his head.

"That boy could never just leave well alone."

Jackie Estacado was sitting at the long business table with his new business partners in his new building that he had acquired from the sovereign; he was going over the details of why he had chosen each person. When suddenly there was a burst of light and a person came crashing onto the table.

"Holy shit! Would someone care to explain why there's an unconscious Asian man on my table?"

His business partners looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Sorry boss, we don't know."

Jackie looked at the stranger and got a weird feeling all over his body and was going to tell someone to get rid of him when the darkness spoke to him.

"No Jackie, keep this one. There's something unusual about him and we're intrigued"

"I don't care, I got this weird feeling."

"That's because there's something different about him. Confine him and when he wakes up question him."

Jackie decided to go along with what the darkness was suggesting for now.

"Get him in a room, lock it and keep an eye on him. When he wakes up I want to know."

"Yes boss."

The unknown Asian man was taken away and Jackie's business partners left as well, so he was all alone well not totally alone. Jackie could feel that something was going to happen but he just couldn't figure out what and that bothered him even more.