Angels and Bloodties

by ItWasTheVoices

chaos, a former agent of the Federation, finds himself involved in a missing person's case. This becomes complicated as he deals with disturbing nightmares, protecting his friends, and keeping his demons at bay. What does he do when he can't do it all at once? As his past comes to haunt him. Includes plenty of Xenosaga characters and an OC.

1. Prologue

Hello! This is ItWasTheVoices! I think I am late to the party, but I wanna add my own Xenosaga Fanfic to the list of all the other Xenosaga fanifcs . Why? Well...because I can. LOL In all seriousness, I thought I try writing something using Xenosaga characters and a original character. I do not own the Xenosaga series, nor any characters associated with the series.

Prologue

In the early hours of the morning, within the executive floor of the Dammerung, Wagner's 'Tannhauser Overture' could be heard from the halls. The shadowy observer is drawn to the office down the halls of the CEO's quarters. His office was small but grandiose with many windows overlooking the stars in space. A white haired man with blood red eyes smiles and spins in his chair when the symphony reaches a measure of trills. He chuckles mutely, kicking his feet up on the desk, with a finger pretending to conduct the symphony as he leaned back in the chair. He looked relaxed listening to the song from the hidden speakers. The man hums along to the melody smiling. In the green light of the Compass of Order, his humming gradually fades as his eyes slowly droop. The man's head leans on one side and his breathing becomes soft and even.

Sleep had taken him under the overture's siren song.

The orchestra becomes quiet, and on cue stealth steps approach the sleeping man. Hands moved close around him, one hand brushing a piece of white hair that had fallen out of place. He looked angelic sleeping on the chair, blissfully wrapped in sleep's embrace. The hands move away from him for a brief moment of restraint. Then, the shadows appear behind the sleeping man, looming over him like angels of death. A set of hands pull something shiny from their sleeves, the sharpness of the edge violently felt by the business man as the crescendo of the orchestra boomed from the hidden speakers.

The silent observer of this hidden crime cringes at the site of blood splatter, precious crimson sprinkling onto the desk and floor beside the unlucky man. A struggle deafened by the symphony's roar. The shadows start overtaking him in the glow of the green Compass.

Hope you enjoyed the short prologue. Stay tuned for Chapter One if you want to know what happens next! :)