Look! My first story! I finally finished chapter one!
Mithos: Nooooo! T.T
Lloyd: PARTY IN AUTHOR'S HEAD!
Kratos: This is stupid.
As much as I wish, I do not own any of the Tales of Symphonia characters… I want to own Mithos, though. ;-;
Mithos: Thank Martel for copyrights…
Some characters mentioned I do not own but are not in Tales of Symphonia/ I do own. Last time I checked, I own the copyrights to my own character. I think so, anyway. o0
Lloyd: Ok. On with the actual story, because no one wants to hear about your life/obsession with Mithos.
I could keep going and going and going and- Is shot
WARNING! Story contains massive spoilers from Tales of Symphonia, like most fanfics of any sort, though I have it formatted in such a way that anyone who has not played the game will understand the story and get all the plot of Tales of Symphonia without playing the game or reading a spoiler-filled walkthrough. If you have not played it and are simply reading this for the pleasure of knowing some of the ToS storyline without playing the game or just reading something I wrote, I suggest you look up pictures of the characters, since I am not going to describe every hair on Lloyd's head for you or the sexiness Zelos thinks he has. If you plan to play the game/have not, I suggest you do not read this fic as it will SPOIL it all for you. And it is long. I am no good at writing first person stuff, though I may change it to like, Lloyd's perspective or something. MAYBE MITHOS! Squee!
Rated T for: Swears and such, Zelos's pervertedness, some minor blood (not too much is described that often, though. Will give a warning before entering a bloody chapter for those who are freaked out by blood?) Yes, I am weird like that. xD
They put me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rubber rats. Rats? I hate rats they drive me crazy! Crazy, I was crazy once… they put me in a room, a-
"Carolyn, are you paying attention?" A loud voice asked. The voice of the science teacher Ms. Hawkins, once again mispronouncing the said student's name. Eyes swerved in the girl's direction.
Man, Squawkins, you idiot, it's CaroLINE, not LYN. Line. Get it right.She thought to herself, inwardly glaring and growling (also inwardly) as the stuck-up once-a-friend-now-the-world's-biggest-bitch-named-Mia smirked at her, a smirk that said, 'Tsk, tsk, not paying attention again?' Nothing could be worse than sitting neara person like Mia, but Caroline had picked the seat behind her, under the cardboard turtle that she and her friend Amanda had dubbed 'Dorky'. Named for the word that was on the stomach of the said turtle and what they thought of science class.
"Caroline," She started again. How did she get it right that time and not three seconds ago? The mysteries of Squawkins."I think I should move you away from Amanda, you obviously can't pay attention in the back, next to her." Mia smirked again. Had she not been in class and a Mormon, Caroline would have screamed, "You little bitch! Just turn around and keep you fucking eyes on fucking teacher, alright?" Caroline's friend, Amanda, threw Caroline a glance that said, 'Not again… she's out to get you.' It could have meant Hawkins or Mia, both worked.
Instead of screaming at anyone at all, Caroline opened her binder and put the dragon she had been drawing on top of the pile inside it. Squawkins said something about moving next to Mia. What? Next to that little bi- bilge dice! Mia was out to make Caroline and Amanda miserable for no apparent reason at all. Schadenfreude. That word rang through Caroline's head every time she thought of the short girl with long hair. Pleasure taken from others' misfortune. Mia's name meant 'bitter' in Hebrew or something, it fit.
Lugging her books over beside the said midget, Caroline simply took out her drawing and a pencil, continuing to draw. If Hawkins left her alone during class, she paid more attention. If Hawkins moved her, as she did just now, Caroline would ignore her on every opportunity.
"Caroline, you should be paying attention," Mia hissed. Oh, boohoo. Trying to get on Hawkins' good list of smart students, D'mia? Caroline had made it onto the 'Curious Naturalist Award Board' twice without any effort. One smart comment out loud, and a theory in her group that Hawkins had heard because she made sure Caroline was actually working. Stupid Hawkins. Promote the students who don't care about photosynthesis so you can use that 'intelligence that they hardly show' to guilt-trip them.
Back to the drawing, which at the moment was more important than Hawkins or Mia at the moment. Originally, it was going to be a comic. Then it became a drawing of a happy dragon. Now it was a really pissed off dragon, accusingly pointing its indexfinger (or indexclaw...?) at the viewer, for making it angry and such. Now he needed a name, since he was all drawn out and such. The shading was good. The wings were in proportion this time. Had to be one of her best drawings yet, so he deserved a good name. One with meaning.
The Judged
Because he was accusing someone else; judging another. Yes, that was good. Caroline looked at her pinky and ring finger. Both were a shiny black colour from the excessive amount of lead used on The Judged, and the way she held her pencil, which had gotten criticism from her older sister. The Judged. Represents the world, she mused, everyone judging another with no real reason for judging. No one has the right to judge, because-
"Caroline, we need to get to work," Angel-from-Caroline's-nightmare said. Ignore the bilge dice, ignore the bilge dice… you know what they say, you blink and it's all
Over. The test was over. Lloyd Irving sighed with relief, wishing he could sit back. But he was sitting on one of the many stools in the classroom. Raine had basically the only real chair. It wasn't that bad. Kind of easy, too. That was good. He usually had problems with the tests, or any class work, for that matter. Maybe, now that he had finished the test, he could sleep and Raine wouldn't catch him since he sat in the back. Lloyd rested his head on his desk and closed his eyes. Brian Rendall, the kid who sat next to him, stared, then focused his attention back on his own test, apparently stumped on a question. But Lloyd wouldn't have realised that even if he had been awake. Oblivious to everything that had nothing to do with fighting. Dozing off… and then, suddenly, it seemed that in no time at all, someone spoke.
"Class is over for today," a female voice said. Lloyd recognised the voice belonging to Professor Raine Sage. He jolted awake, hearing the magic words. Getting up, Lloyd began walking toward the door, though the walk was more of a speedwalk.
"And Lloyd, you'll be standing in the back tomorrow," Raine said without looking up from the pile of papers she was putting in her desk as Lloyd passed her by.
"What? What the hell for?" Lloyd asked, then clapped his hands over his mouth. Swearing in front of Raine… he grinned sheepishly, hoping a smile would make amends for his colourful language.
"For falling asleep again and this time, for the cussing, you'll be holding two buckets of water for all of class. That should keep you awake and in line," Raine turned around and began erasing the chalkboard, dismissing him like yesterday's lesson. Apparently, the smile didn't do anything.
"Aw, man…" Lloyd muttered as he walked out of the school building. The sun's glare made him close one eye in order to prevent straining his eyes too much. He felt a hand playfully shove his back. Lloyd looked over and saw no one. Weird. Turned his head back to his front and Genis Sage, his best friend, whose sister was also the demon that had given him a punishment. Genis and Raine were the only elves in the village, and the only non-humans. Except for Dirk, Lloyd's adoptive father, but the dwarf lived outside of the village, so he didn't really count. Genis laughed.
"You fall for that one every time, Lloyd," The twelve-year-old said. Then he moved onto a topic slightly different from Lloyd's stupidity. "That test was kinda hard, don't you agree?" To his surprise, Lloyd shook his head.
"Nah, it wasn't too bad. Question thirty was hardest, but-" Genis cut him off.
"Lloyd. There were only twenty questions," Genis was talking in his 'You-are-such-a-dumbass, Lloyd' voice. Lloyd paled. He couldn't fail another test! But how the hell did he end up with a sheet that had thirty-five questions and not twenty? Genis was smarter than him, even if Lloyd was about five years older than the elf, so he decided to trust Genis. He never would act like this, pretending that something was hard for him. It wasn't like Genis.
"Then, how-" Lloyd stopped. Talk to Raine, maybe? Tell her that he somehow got the wrong test? Yeah. That'd work. "Screw this, I need to tell Raine about the test."
Genis looked like he was about to say something, but didn't and instead shrugged. "Well, I'd offer to go with you, but Raine's busy. I don't want her to get mad for interrupting-"
"This is important, Genis! If I don't pass that test, my dad'll get pissed at me for failing again, Raine will make me retake it and punish me, and…" Lloyd ran out of things that would happen if he didn't talk to Raine. Genis had one idea, though.
"And Colette will think you're a total idiot," He gave Lloyd an evil smile, the kind you use while blackmailing. Lloyd turned a little red, and then just ran back inside the schoolhouse, opening the door with a loud BANG!
"Professor Sage! I-" Lloyd stopped. Oh, crap. Raine had been talking to Colette about something. The professor was sitting behind her desk and Colette in front of it. Raine groaned. Colette giggled. Either because of Raine's reaction to Lloyd's stupidity or Lloyd's stupidity as a whole.
"Uh… hi, uh… what were you guys talking about? Was it important?" Lloyd just doesn't know when to shut up, does he? Raine put some sheets of papers back in her desk. Maybe she didn't want Lloyd to see them? Or was it his test? If it was his test, why would she be talking to Colette about it?
Colette, always the optimist, just said, "No, it wasn't all that important. It's alright." She looked back at Raine. "Professor, may I leave now?"
Raine just nodded, as if she were balancing a book on her head. Colette got up, put the chair back behind the student desk she had gotten it from and walked out of the room, giving Lloyd a second glance.
"Eh, uh… Professor, about the test-" Lloyd started. Of course, since hardly anyone regards Lloyd's comments as important, he was cut off once again. Dammit. Doesn't anyone listen to me, anymore? He thought, gritting his teeth.
"Lloyd. We are going to be going over the test tomorrow. Ask any questions you have about it then," Raine said.
"But- Professor! Somehow, I got the wrong test! It had thirty-five questions on it, not twenty!" Lloyd panicked for a moment. Why was he getting worked up about schoolwork if he just completely sucked at it? He needed to get better or else… (insert Lloyd complaint here.) This got his teacher's attention. She raised an eyebrow.
"Did you forget how to count or something?"
"Professor!" Lloyd hated those kind of jokes. Just because I'm not as smart as Genis doesn't mean I'm completely stupid! he roared inwardly.
Raine opened the top drawer of her desk, took out a stack of papers. She picked up the papers and flipped through them, muttering last names to herself as she did so, looking for Irving.
"Aeion, Boligro, Brunel, Evoh, Fielnor, Flynn, Foton, Glovram…"
Lloyd began tuning out, having heard all these names before, then suddenly went attentive when she said, 'Irving'. He saw her slip out a piece of paper with handwriting that was messy and familiar. Yep, definitely his. She began looking over the 'test'.
"Lloyd, come look at this." She gestured him over to her desk, where she still sat. He walked over and looked at the back of the paper, the side Raine seemed more interested in than the actual test itself. There was some kind of evil four-eyed thing on it, like a giant lizard with wings. A dragon, maybe. But it was pointing at him and Raine, like they had done something to it. Its eyes were narrowed in anger and pain, but the eyes were black and soulless. Written next to it, in large black letters were the words: 'The Judged'. Under those words, someone with different handwriting had written, 'Judged because no one understands.'
"What the…" Lloyd stared at it. He couldn't draw like that. He didn't have any idea how that thing had gotten there. "Professor, I didn't draw that, I swear to Martel, I didn't."
Raine nodded. "I know. You couldn't have. You were asleep during most of class." In her head, she thought, And have no drawing ability…
"Then, how did it get there?" Lloyd wondered out loud, even though he knew Raine couldn't answer his question. Who could?
"There. Done," Caroline's friend, Amanda, had been hit with an inspiration to add something to the dragon named The Judged. Caroline shifted off her bed, five seconds ago been counting the stars on the ceiling of her bedroom. She looked over The Judged, trying to find the additions Amanda had made. Under the dragon's name were the words, 'Judged because no one understands.'
"Wow, Amanda. Never thought you'd come up with something as deep as that," Caroline stared at the dragon, its gaze captivating in some ways. Like it was living, and was pointing by choice, not because it was drawn like that. "But anyway, you made me watch you play Kingdom Hearts, so, now it's my turn to make you watch me play the greatest game ever." Leaving thoughts of The Judged behind, the two headed downstairs of the second floor in Caroline's house. Going through a room with a piano, then the living room, into the kitchen. Down the stairway to the basement, over the toys on the ground of the basement that made up the world of Ultimate Larry, and to the two chairs by two televisions. Hooked up to one of the TVs was a Nintendo 64, the other had a Game Cube connected to it. Caroline focused on the Game Cube, while Amanda began talking about how her family used to have an old '64.
"I remember these things… they're so damn old now," She said, then averted her gaze from the old console and to the TV that had the big, red letters that said NAMCO on it. The opening of Tales of Symphonia began to play. Caroline began pointing out who was who.
"The girl with wings is Colette, the guy in red is Lloyd, the midget with white-ish hair is Genis… they're fighting a Swords Dancer…" She poked Amanda in the stomach. "Don't look like that. You only didn't have to introduce Kingdom Hearts characters because most of them were Disney."
At last, after long minutes of poking and introducing, the game started, showing the title screen of Disc 1 of Tales.
"Wanna start a new file? There's space on this Memory Card for all hundred twenty-seven that Tales offers," Amanda nodded to Caroline's proposal. Caroline selected, 'NEW FILE' and the screen went black. Suddenly speaking as she selected, 'Customize Later', Caroline said, "Wish I could be in Tales of Symphonia… I mean, it's a great game, imagine all the stuff you could do there. Cast magic spells, ride on a dragon, learn how to use swords and all that bullscat," Grinning as the eraser in the opening scene hit Lloyd in the face, she continued. "And if Mia ended up there, she'd have no clue what to do or anything. I'd like to see her against a Zombie or something. She's lose entirely. We'd be a different story entirely. We'd know what to do. Imagine how great it'd be, to see real angels and elves, things that never existed here…"
Amanda made a pffffft nose and grabbed the player one controller from Caroline.. "I'd prefer to end up in Kingdom Hearts, but yeah. It would be cool to be in a video game."
On screen, the words, 'Colette obtained the title of "Klutz".' appeared. Amanda yelled, 'w00t!' and then, a minute later, was hammering away on the buttons and jamming the control stick in every direction in a battle, controlling Lloyd.
"Can he do anything other than Demon Fang?" Amanda asked as Lloyd began a repetitive chant of 'Demon Fang! Demon Fang!'
"Trust me, Kratos is better. He can do Sonic Thrust," Caroline watched as the Zombie disappeared onscreen and got Gald and such.
"'Gald'? Was that a typo?" Amanda squinted at the word onscreen with the number fifty next to it. Caroline shook her head.
"That big of a mistake would have been seen when the game was being made, since the word Gald appears everywhere, and like, two scenes with voice-acting pronounce it Gald and not gold, so it isn't a screw-up on Namco's part."
"Mmkay," Amanda continued reading dialogue about saving allies and switching targets, then began another fight. Genis stayed well-off screen, using Fireball over and over again. Colette kept throwing her chakrams (with the occasional 'Ray Thrust!') and Lloyd fought like some mad demon having a spaz attack. Caroline told Amanda that was what Lloyd looked like. Amanda laughed and continued using Demon Fang. The Zombie died before the Ghost, of course, since Genis is weak and Colette had been helping murder the Zombie.
"This game is fun…" Amanda said, acting like she was in a trance. A poke snapped her out of it.
"Just because you're killing something, it's fun," Caroline said. "You'd like Jak 3 and Super Smash Brothers Melee for the same reason."
The creaking of the basement door opening was heard. Both seventh graders turned and saw a ray of light coming down the steps. Then, came the voice of Caroline's mom.
"Caroline? Amanda? Amanda's mom is here!" The voice called down to them.
"Aw, damn, I was looking forward to this game. I should come over like, Saturday and finish killing stuff," Amanda put the controller down and began heading up the staircase. The stairs creaked as both girls ascended back into the kitchen.
Wouldn't it be great to be in Tales of Symphonia? Even without my insane Mithos fandom, yes, it would be great. Caroline lay in her bed, not able to fall asleep. Too deep in her thoughts. If I had one wish, it'd to have exactly what Amanda and I talked about actually happen; go into the game Tales of Symphonia. But only Tales of Symphonia, nothing else. Wishing to be able to go in any game… that's wishing for too much. And ending up in a game like The Sims would be crappy. Having someone control you all the time… it'd be Tales of Simsphobia, then. What would I be like there? Would I be a swordsman? A sorceress? Is it even possible for me to be an angel? Having wings would be awesome. Maybe I could be my own thing there; make up something new. A shape-shifter, maybe. But where would I end up in Tales? And at what time? After beating Mithos? Before Colette's journey of regeneration even begins? During the time when Martel was a living half-elf? I think I'd like to be part of the Regeneration journey. Then, I could see all of what I want to see firsthand. Somehow going back in time to when Mithos wasn't a hero would be nice, becoming a real friend to Mithos, but still. Four thousand years or more to see all of the stuff I played… but I could have a shot at being an angel. I'd have cool wings and be able to fly. And who knows what else? Who said that Colette, Lloyd, Mithos and Kratos demonstrated all the abilities an angel can use?
That's all. I want just that to happen. I'd like to have the Tales of Symphonia dimension become reality, like how Amanda and I said, I'd want to be an angel if that is possible without being The Chosen, since Zelos and Colette have that status taken and being a sacrifice doesn't really appeal to me. If not an angel, an archer or swordsman. If none of those work, I'd like to be a sorceress. I don't want to be a stand-by NPC, I want to be able to help the world of Tales of Symphonia since I can't help the one I live in now. I'd like to be able to first help in the world regeneration, then…
There was no more. Caroline finally fell asleep. But the dream she had just invented was carried on. Carried onto the heart. And the heart, some say, if it has enough will and strength, one can make anything happen.
As could have been expected, reality and Tales of Symphonia became one. The wish had been granted.
Ooh. What a cliff-hanger. Haha. I do love reviews, and lemonade! I like lemonade!
Anzu: WTF? How did I get here?
o.O Okaaay, any other figments of my imagination that want to go wild?
Ranul: I would like to file a complaint.
Zanu: Welcome to Complain To THE Oddwolf Dragon Inc. Do you have a reservation?
Zylis: What the- Reservation! This isn't a freaking hotel!
Ranul: ANYWAY, THE Oddwolf Dragon had better get workin' on The Moogle Army. I'm in it:D
Ok! Pointless flames will be brought to Demyx for him to extinguish.
Axel: ;-;