A/N: I was inspired to write this fanfiction by Destiny Gamer who wrote Cruxis Child, a entertaining story about Lloyd being raised by Kratos and leaving in Cruxis instead of Dirk, I have her permission to write this story which be, in some ways, similar to hers but completely different. If that at all makes sense, ^*^ thank you for reading and if you get the chance please read her fanficiton.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Tales of Symphonia. All characters, names, and/or places do not belong to moi, it belongs to Namco, and the renowned artist Kosuke Fujishima, who did an excellent job with the characters.

Note: However if I did own Tales of Symphonia, I would have let you played the past out with the party: Martel, Yuan, Kratos, and Mithos. As an extra I'd also let you at least get to see Anna Irving once in the game!

Claimer: Um... I do own the word pad I wrote this fanfic on, the computer in which I used to type the words onto word pad and I believe I also own myself ^*^!

A Cruxis Angel

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Prologue

Blood trinkled down from his wound to the ground.

His naturally light black shirt was soaked causing the fabric to appear darker and to stick to his skin and the wound in which the blood came from.

Kneeling forward on his right knee, his sword keeping him from falling on his face in the dirt, Kratos Aurion, ex-mercenary, panted, he body shook with fright, rage, and pain.

The ground before him and the Iselia Ranch held bodies that spread across far and wide, each one a member of that damned organization in which had tracked down the four: himself, Noishe, Anna, and Lloyd.

The thought of his son, brought the man to his feet. The boy, he remembered vaguely, had been crying for his mother and father before-

"Lloyd..." he breathed turning his gaze from all in front of him to behind him, he felt his blood turn cold, his face paled.

He only slightly remembered both Lloyd and his mother's body had been thrown off the cliff that laid behind he himself and the discarded bodies that lie around. He also remembered Noishe jumping down the cliff in pursuit of the pair as they fell, but he hadn't seen or heard hide nor hair of the protozoan since the creature chased after his son and wife.

The mercenary cautiously walked over to the edge of the cliff where his wife and child had fallen, his heart raced faster as he came closer, as if half-expecting he'd see both their bodies laying down there and staring up at him. To his relief trees blocked his sight of vision, so he'd have to go down and check it out himself, which after a moment of processing that fact made his stomach churn a bit.

Turquoise wings sprouted from the man clad in a black shirt and a pair of jeans, they shimmered with a silver color as they fluttered back and forth for a moment, he collected himself as best he could before allowing his body to take off the ground and glide down the cliff in which the trio had fallen.

Kratos winced feeling the wound open a bit more from the sudden pull into the air, but with some effort, he ignored it and focused on the matter at hand.

Don't be dead, Lloyd....

It was only a silent thought, a prayer even, but if he could find his son alive, maybe with just a few small bruises he could, to some point, allow himself to relax.

He soon felt the ground beneath his brown boots, his wings slowly vanishing into the air. His garnet eyes scanned the area, Anna's body was nowhere to be seen but than neither was Noishe or Lloyd's.

He felt his heart quicken, as was his strides, he looked all around the area in which the base of the cliff began, but yet nothing seemed to show signs of Lloyd ever being present. Had it not been for his angelic hearing, he probably wouldn't have caught the small whines that made their way to his ear.

The man turned in direction of the whines and continued to follow them, the faster he walked the clearer the sounds got until finally he found where Noishe was, the small green and white creature laid near the base of a small landscape, the small boy, that was his son, was propped up against Noishe asleep or unconscious, Kratos wasn't sure but he still detected breathing so his body seem to relax slightly.

"Noishe..."

The dog like creature looked up, his ears had pricked up when he saw Kratos walk out into the clearing, his whining seem to stop.

"Thank you." Kratos whispered kneeling down in front of the small pup to pet his ears gently, "I owe you one."

Noishe whined.

Slowly the mercenary picked his three-year-old son up, careful not to disturb him. Lloyd seemed to have got a few bruises but not so fatal as the one he himself has, "Come on... we need to get out of here."

He went to pick the green and white protozoan but stopped when he noticed the animal trying to give him something that the creature held in its mouth.

"Hm?"

Noishe laid his head down opening his mouth so a small blue gem could fall out, immediately the mercenary's narrowed gaze, widened a fraction, "This Exsphere..." he murmured bitterly, allowing himself to bend down and pick it up. Kratos stared down at it for awhile but said nothing, it wasn't until the boy in his arms started whimpering that he took his eyes off the stone, and shoved it into his pocket, "Come on." he whispered glancing to his son who seemed to calm down.

For a moment he stayed silent, he needed to act more like the angel he was instead of the human he no longer wasn't. He stared down at his son, Lloyd. The boy was fashioned in a pair of blue shorts and a red shirt, blood, from his mother probably, had found its way onto him, the mercenary would have to find a place for the two of them. Rubbing his temple with his free hand he tried thinking of the situation logically like the angel he was then frantically like the human he wasn't but found it quite difficult due to the fact he had been acting under human instincts since Lloyd's birth.

He picked Noishe up under his arm, his wings sprouting from his back, at first he wasn't sure where to go but after only a second he knew he'd have to go back to Cruxis or at least to his blue haired half-elf friend Yuan.

"I have no other choice... do I?"

Noishe looked up at his friend and whined, as if trying to comfort the Cruxis member, who seemed to be stressing more ways than one.

Kratos shifted his gaze from the horizon to Noishe, "I'm sorry to worry you, Noishe."

Wings of turquoise fluttered as he was lifted from the ground, small flakes of silver fell from the transparent entities that had sprouted form his back, a cool breeze lightly played along his face, making his auburn hair dance.

I'm sorry Anna... I promised I wouldn't allow myself to go back there especially with Lloyd.. but I don't know where else to go. Please forgive me... Anna... forgive this damned angel for failing where you could succeed....

Well that was the Prologue of the story, I hope you liked it ^*^, I loved writing it, it was so fun but review and tell me what you think.

-Destined-Fate