Disclaimer: I don't own Baten Kaitos!
This has a VERY unusual pairing in it! One day the idea struck me and I HAD to write a fan fic! I hope you like it! Here's the first chapter!
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"Umm, Kalas are you sure this is safe?" asked Lyude as Kalas hosted the sail of Gibari's boat. "Sure I'm sure! I've seen Gibari do this plenty!" Kalas then untied the boat from the dock and they didn't move.
"Why aren't we going anywhere?" Xelha, who as also dragged onto the boat, asked. "I don't know… Look there's a safety lever on the floor of the boat," the one-wing bent down and pulled on it but it wouldn't budge.
Kalas growled in frustration then his eyes rested on Xelha and he smiled smugly. "Hey Xelha give me your curtain rod and I'll pry it loose."
"Kalas! My weapon isn't a curtain rod!" the blonde shot a death glare at Kalas, who was in hysterics. Even Lyude couldn't suppress a soft chuckle.
Xelha blushed from embarrassment of being made fun of and childishly turned around so she sat, her back facing the two teens. Kalas rolled his eyes and snatched Xelha's curtain rod from her hands and gave the lever a few hard knocks. It came loose and the boat began to float out of the dock.
"M-my staff!" Xelha cried. "Curtain rod," Kalas coughed as he handed her the rod back, which now had a dent in it.
"Kalas why are we doing this?" asked Lyude, changing the subject before the steaming Xelha started screaming. "Because I wanted to that's all," then Kalas lowered his voice and bent over toward the imperialist. "Though there are a few things I would like to throw overboard right now." His purple eyes swept over the blonde and Lyude smiled.
"I just wanted to get away is all, find myself an adventure… Ha! Imagine if there's another island out there somewhere? That would be awesome!" Kalas smiled and shook his head as he stared out into the clouds.
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Hours went by and the three travelers kept drifting farther and farther away from the islands. They were so far away they couldn't see them anymore.
The sky began to darken and a wind picked up. "Kalas," Lyude's voice was worried. "I think we should go back. It looks like we are in the mist of a pending storm."
Kalas looked up at the darkening sky and his eyes grew wide. "Well," he tried to smile. "If worst comes to worse we can always make like a witch and fly on Xelha's curtain rod."
Xelha glared at Kalas then turned her back to him again. "Jeez you think we killed Meemi or something," Kalas whispered to Lyude.
"Kalas I think there are more important things at hand now," Lyude's voice was now almost shaking with worry as thunder rumbled over-head. "When there's thunder there is usually lightning!" he cried as his voice got slightly higher. "Well aren't you captain obvious!" Kalas said sarcastically trying to hide his own concern.
"If we try to turn around the storm will overtake us eventually," Lyude said knowingly as the sky darkened even more. "So we should sit here and do nothing?" Kalas demanded. "We should go baaaaaack!" Xelha's sentence turned into a shriek of terror as a gust of wind violently jerked the boat sideways.
"Hang on!" Lyude cried as the wind grew stronger and rain began to fall. Soon the sky was pitch black and the wind jostled the boat around making Kalas think he was going to be sick. The rain came down hard soaking them all to the bone.
"Xelha try to steer the boat!" Lyude screamed over the howling wind and the thunder claps. Kalas tried to make his way over to the uncertain blonde but the boat suddenly jerked over to the side and the teen hit his head.
Kalas stumbled and fell onto the floor, his eyes began to close just as rain and blood started seeping down his face.
That was the last thing Kalas remembered before his eyes closed and everything went silent.
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"Kalas! Kalas are you alright?" the voice was frantic with worry. "Kalas!"
The one-wing's eyes slowly opened and he saw Lyude crouched next to him. Once Kalas opened his eyes Lyude smiled. "I'm alright Lyude," Kalas said groggily while sitting up. "Ow!" Kalas felt a throbbing and his hand flew up to the wound on the side of his head.
Lyude then ripped a piece of cloth from his uniform with his teeth. "We're lucky you are not unconscious," he said through a mouthful of cloth. "Whoa Lyude that's the coolest thing I've seen you do!" Kalas gawked as Lyude took the cloth out of his mouth and proceeded to wrap Kalas' head with it.
"I wouldn't call it "cool"," Lyude blushed slightly. "Every person in the imperial army has to know basic survival-" "No, I mean you bit off cloth from your uniform! I never even see dirt on it!" Kalas then looked up and saw the piece of cloth now circling his head. "I must look like a complete dork," he grumbled.
The imperialist chucked at the comment then seconds later a look of horror spread across his face. "Where is Xelha?"
Kalas' eyes grew wide as he remembered. "Oh yeah, I forgot about her..."
After almost a half hour of looking Kalas found Xelha sprawled on the ground with blood covering her body. "Look on the bright side," Kalas knelt down and cradled Xelha in his arms while staring deeply into her eyes. "Your curtain rod is just fine!"
Xelha grabbed into Kalas' shirt and pulled him close to her face. "It's not a… curtain rod…" with those last words she was dead.
Lyude looked down in sympathy and Kalas laid her body on the ground. There was a minutes silence then Kalas clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "Lets go!" he exclaimed smiling.
"But what about Xelha?" Lyude asked in disbelief of Kalas' enthusiasm just after his friends' death. "Oh right…" Kalas sighed and looked down at Xelha's body.
"Cast light upon the darkened earth. Save those lost in despair. Oh, mighty ocean, guide us as we journey through… the darkest pit of night…" Kalas' voice rang out into the sky and at once Xelha disappeared.
Kalas then smiled again. "Now let's go!" "Kalas why are you in such a good mood when Xelha just-"
"Oh come on Lyude! I can't wallow in despair or else I won't get anywhere in life!" Kalas then began to walk away. "Wait, Kalas!" Lyude jogged after him. "Do you have any idea where we are?" the red-head asked after catching up to the other teen. "Nope, I just know that we're alive and that we have to find civilization," Kalas replied looking around.
"This place doesn't look like any of the islands…" Lyude commented and his eyes narrowed. "Could this be another island that we have never been to? What if there is know one on this island? What will we do then?" his voice was worried once again. "Well if that's the case was can live here till we build something to get us out of here," said Kalas as if their current situation didn't bother him.
Then a sudden idea came to Kalas and his wing appeared, then his winglet unfolded on his back. "I'll fly up and look around. I'll tell you if I see anything." With that Kalas shot up into the sky.
Looking out into the distance Kalas at once saw what looked like a castle. The teen's smile broadened when he saw what looked like a house at that distance. It wasn't that far away from what he could make out. "Let's go!" Kalas called down to Lyude who looked up. "This direction!" he pointed then began to fly away. "Kalas, wait!" Lyude cried and began to run after his friend.
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Kalas landed near a walkway that went uphill. Lyude came up to him a minute later, his breathing heavy. Without a word Kalas began to walk up the path, his eyes shining with curiosity. Lyude sighed and followed him, unable to protest through his panting.
The blue-haired teen's eyes widened and he saw a fenced in field with a house and barn. Kalas knocked on the house's door but know one answered. Looking into the barn he only saw animals, there weren't any people.
Lyude sat down in the shade of a tree and rested his body from all the running. Kalas was determined to find someone so he walked over to the field. Kalas' eyes widened when he saw someone out in the field, riding a beautiful tan horse.
"Hey!" Kalas called out to the person. Without a moments hesitation the person steered the horse in Kalas' direction. As the horse drew nearer Kalas could see the rider was a teenager clad in green.
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Who could that person be... Hmmm... Well if you don't know you'll see in the next chapter! Please review!
