Disclaimer: Well my friends, here it is, my new Tales of Symphonia fic, I hope you've been looking forward to it, I know I have haha :] This is a completely new story, and has nothing to do with my previous non-one-shot story Anna Aurion Key of the Twilight. I think I'm going to like working on this one a lot more especially now that my writing has improved. Thank you Writer's Craft! I love that class. But anyway, I'm just going to continue right into the story. I do not own Tales of Symphonia or The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess, Tales of Symphonia is property of Namco and TLOZ: Twilight Princess is property of Nintendo. Enjoy.
A/N: Just so you know, I'm not incorporating too much of Twilight Princess in here, just a character. Any other parts that sound a lot like the game are not meant to they're supposed to be my creation.
Prologue
Wake Up
Wake up...
A voice. What was it saying? Who was it talking to?
Wake up...
Wake up...how?
You need to wake up...
What was waking up? This was a voice, if he was right. But how could he know? He was so small.. He was experiencing something unpleasant. Was this pain? His arm hurt. Or was it his leg? What hurt? What was hurt? He didn't know. He was only supposed to know what she did...wasn't he? Wait. It was his side that hurt, wasn't it? So close to his heart. Why did he know that that was? How could he know? He was still so small..
Please...please just wake up...
Why did this voice sound so familiar to him? He liked it. But what did it mean? How did he understand?
I'm so sorry...
What was sorry?
I love you...
A different voice now. It sounded so much louder to him. The other voice had been so far away.. This voice seemed to come from around him...from him?
I have to...go...
Go?
No! Don't leave me! I'm sorry! Don't go!
The far away voice sounded so sad, but...what was sad? And where was he going? He wasn't going anywhere...was he?
I love you...
And the close voice was gone. But no...wait! This was wrong! He needed it! He felt it begin to hurt him. His chest hurt. Was it his chest? He couldn't breathe, his head was hurting too. Frightened, he struggled and felt his foot connect with something. And then...the pain was gone.
No...you can't leave me..
But he wasn't going anywhere. Was he? He didn't want his far voice to sound so sad. But what now? He was suddenly hurting again, all over as he felt his world shaking, felt himself thrown about, bumped around with things pressing in on him. Then, as suddenly as it started, it stopped. His far voice was right. He'd gone somewhere, somewhere far away from that far voice. But...where had he gone?
All he could hear was the heartbeat.
End Prologue
Wake Up