A/N: Take 4.
Disclaim: Take a wild guess what I'm going to say.
The Adventures of Eon and Co.
The Symphonian Saga
"So guys, what's it gonna be?" I asked the three friends who had all come to my house today. "Well," said Devin, a blonde haired male about my height, "We could play Dynasty Warriors." Ace, the brown haired and common-senseless one suggested, "Brawl, maybe?" And then Ryan, the auburn haired one, came up with the solution. "Tales of Symphonia? Ace has never played, but we've talked about it around him, so…" Everyone seemed to be nodding their heads, so I got out the gamecube and disk one, plugged everything in, and turned it on. I pressed A rapidly, skipping right over the title scene. Kratos' voice filled the room, "Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana. A war, however, caused this tree to wither away, and a hero's life was sacrificed in order to take its place. Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens." Ryan and Devin stifled a giggle. "The goddess left the angels with this edict: 'You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed.' The angels bore the Chosen One, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens." I happened to glance outside, noticing a flurry of leaves simply floating in midair. I looked back at the TV, and the last thing I heard before I blacked out were Kratos' words, "And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world."
There was the sensation of falling, falling forever. It may have lasted an instant, or perhaps a thousand years. But as I fell, I felt as though I were being coated by an unknown material, smooth like water, hot like fire, and cold as ice. And then I landed. "Ugh." I tried to stand up, to open my eyes, anything. Strangely, my body didn't respond, as though it were in shock and trying to get a grip on itself. I might as well recap what happened while I wait. Let's see…
Invite friends over to play videogames. Check.
Decide on what to play. Check.
Begin playing. Check.
Mysteriously black out. Check.
Open my eyes and find a hawk flying at me. Check. Wait a minute. "Gah," I screamed as I rolled away from the hawk's talons. My senses returning to me, I stood up, looking for a suitable weapon. Nothing. The hawk dove again, raking my arm. I wasn't hurt too bad, so I turned and faced the hawk. It flew up higher, out of my reach. I tried to get it to come down, saying, "Here, birdie. I think I might have some seeds for you." Then the thing dove again. This time, I was ready, and ducked. Some quick thinking ended up with me holding on to its legs. "You're a bit of a pest. Let's see…" I looked for somewhere to leave the bird, and settled on placing it under some heavy sticks I had found. Once the bird was sufficiently 'trapped', I took one of the sticks that was about my height, and twirled it for a bit, deciding it would have to do until I could get my hands on a better weapon.
"Let's see, temporal anomaly while playing a videogame, and then blacking out. What does that remind me of?" I wondered aloud as I headed in the direction that had something that looked like a town, "Oh. A Self-Insert." At this point I almost stopped moving entirely. "Really? I mean, where'd the others go anyway? I suppose they could have been drawn to different places… It's not important for now. I'd better get to Iselia by nightfall, I doubt I can fend off monsters all night."
About midday I stopped at a small pond, which seemed to have its source in the nearby forest. It was grueling so far, having nearly been beaten by monsters at least three times. As I leaned over the water, I took note of my appearance. I was still blonde as ever, same face, but my clothes were totally different than what I had been wearing. I could be mistaken for Raine wearing blue—well, if she dyed her hair first… Anyway, at least the undershirt was black. "How the heck did my clothes change? I mean, it's a cliché, but still." Actually, I really did look like a half-elf. Pointed ears and everything. Perhaps the change was more than cosmetic. After taking a drink, I stood up, and headed off to the village to see how the heck I was getting in on this Journey.
Seven battles, a couple rests, and four hours of walking later, I arrived at the gates of Iselia. I was using the staff as more of a crutch by now, and apparently this signified to the guards that I wasn't a threat, as they came and decided to help me in to the village of oracles as the sun set. "Hey, kid you alright?" one asked, followed by the other, "You don't look so great…" He looked at his partner, and told him, "I'm going to take him to Raine. She's the best healer in the village." The other man nodded, and went back to his post. I managed to stutter a word of thanks to the man, as he brought me to Raine and Genis' house and knocked.
Raine opened the door, and looked out at us, first to him, and then to me. With a worried look on her face, she thanked the man for bringing me here, and led me inside. "You seem to have gotten yourself in quite a few fights between here and wherever you came from. You also have no equipment for a journey of any kind." I started to talk, but she shushed me. "You'll need to rest a little to recover. You should be fine in a day or two, but for now you should go to bed." As my battered body drew me into sleep, the last few words I heard were, "I'll have to make up another bed for Genis."
The next day, I awoke to Raine staring at me with a sad smile. "Ah. You're awake. Before you try to say anything, drink this." She handed me a small glass bottle that contained what I could only guess to be an apple gel, and I drank it slowly. Once I was done, I asked her where I was, just in case I was wrong about being thrown into a videogame. "This is the village of oracles, otherwise known as Iselia, and is home to the Chosen Colette." I guess I must have looked confused, because she asked, "Do you know what the Chosen's duty is?" My response, "I don't remember much about anything, history wise. Including my own."
"A case of partial amnesia, then. But that doesn't answer my question."
"Well, this is what I remember: 'The Chosen's duty is to release the seals scattered throughout the world in order to seal away the desians and restore mana to the world in it's declined state'."
"Two last personal questions before I go to teach. One, what is your name; and two," She whispered this last part, "are you a half-elf too?"
"Eon, and yes, I do believe I am."
Well, that was a lot better than any of my other stories I started to write. R&R so I can get better, Please?