Theatre Of Tragedy Presents...
Galerians: S I N
Story & Art( if any)by Tragidanna
Disclaimer: Galerians and all of it's characters do not belong to me (I wish).
Story Summary
A new player has entered the story, but who is this mysterious person and why are they here? The story of Galerians shall take a twisted turn in a completely new direction in their new adventure and spin into a world created for them... a world of Sin...
NOTICE/IMPORTANT: This chapter has been re-done! Re-written! The first few paragraphs as you shall see are the exact same, but after that, it is completely different. I was very unhappy with the result of the last start (and I just realized how Unhappy I was with it moments ago) and decided to re-do it! I hope it's better now.
Genre: It has a little bit of everything really. So if the genre seems a bit off, my apologizes ahead of time. It will have a bit of everything, so I'll just put it in "General"
Rating: The rating will most-likely change as the chapters are added, sorry! For now, it isn't that bad. Rated T for the prologue.
Pairings are for you to find out. This is my own "Galerians: 3" in my sense. The sequel to Galerians: ASH. I really hope you enjoy...yes there will be Original Character(s) or so, but don't worry, I'm going to try and give equal attention to the game characters too, so don't think I'll pay nearly no attention to them and focus on original! Who the main characters from Galerians will be, we'll find out later. The prologue don't really have any of the "Galerians" in it for a variety of reasons, but hey, had to start it some way. I hope you enjoy it.
Prologue 1:01
Memories & Re-Formation
'Here..'
A child with topaz hair shifted his gaze towards the voice and there stood a young girl dressed as boyish as she could, a few years younger than him and holding out a small object. Both of them were in a small park, the boy sat on the swings idly and stared at his friend. A gift? It wasn't any special occasion, that the boy knew. Giving the girl a puzzled look, he only received a warm smile from her.
'What's this for', he asked.
The girl sat down beside him on another swing and placed the item on his lap. It appeared to be a small box and with curiosity growing inside him, the boy glanced to the girl, as if seeing for approval to open it. She nodded and he smiled, opening the nicely made wooden box. Nothing materialistic inside, but instead, music began to flow softly around them. It was simply beautiful and the boy couldn't stop listening as well as the girl couldn't keep the smile off her face.
'Do you like it?'
Nodding, the boy glanced at the girl, her strange multi-colored eyes were mesmerizing, almost as much as the music that tickled his ears. He could always lose himself within her gaze, without even truly realizing it. However, something tore his attention away from the girl, strange, nothing was around. Looking back at his friend, he watched her stand and walk over to him, his thoughts began to jumble again in slight confusion, for his friend seemed a bit troubled now. Before he could ask, the girl wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace. It seemed to last forever and the boy's confusion only grew worse. Once she released him, her eyes looked -dead-, as if life had been completely sucked away from them.
'What's...wrong?'
She didn't answer, instead forced a tired, yet wicked smile.
'I hope...that song reminds you of me, when you listen to it...keep it safe...you promise?'
What was going on? Why was she talking like this now? She was acting so different and the boy did not understand any of it, but he nodded in response to her promise. She turned to walk away and the boy opened his mouth to call her name...but nothing came out. Her name...What...was her name... Finally she turned a glance back to the boy and spoke his name.
'Rion...don't forget me...you promised...Rion...'
The boy, Rion, began to run after her, to call after her...but he could not remember her name. How could he forget? Upon reaching her, everything faded to black and all he could hear were the screaming echo's of his name being called.
'Rion..! Rion..! RION!'
The screen flipped off as Patt leaned back in his chair with a long, tired sigh. How many nights had it been since he had gotten a decent amount of sleep. The memories he had just watched were strange, they were unfocused and full of static and he couldn't seem to get it to look any better as he forged through Rion's data. He missed him...ten years had passed since Rion's death and the extermination of the Galerians and Dorothy, but had secretly kept backup data. Patt wasn't really sure how much backup data there was, but it was still there and he could view through it as much as he liked, but what good did it do to just watch it over and over again. The one memory stood out to him and he would replay it for hours, but still nothing would click. He saw the memories of Rion's parents death, Lilia and how he had first destroyed Dorothy. It was so heroic... Patt admired him for that, after all...Rion was only 14 when he first took on this task.
Closing his eyes, Patt began to reminisce about the "Last Galerians", he couldn't help but slightly thank them for introducing him to Rion in a sense, but cursed them for taking him away, he always saw Rion like an older brother and loved him as one, even with the short time they knew each other... but everyone was gone, even Lilia was gone. Well, so to say, Patt had taken Lilia into a cryogenic state and hoped that perhaps one day, he could bring her back, then he wouldn't completely be alone.
A sigh, it was late and Patt knew that he should try to sleep. Turning off the computers, Patt stood up and slowly left the room, taking one more glance around the room. Another day, another day...
In Ten years, Michelangelo City had begun to come alive once again. With the Galerian threat gone, people were no longer afraid to walk in the streets, talk to the people around them and not suspect them of being an A.I. Life seemed fairly peaceful now. The midnight sky was simply beautiful and filled with glistening stars, the streets now empty and bare, it felt as though night drained away any essence of life...except for one. Walking down the middle of one of the main roads, an individual that looked worn and broken, slinking slowly forward.
In the dim light of the street lamps, you could clearly see the character as a young woman. Her face was dirty and with a few bruises, her clothes slightly torn and old bandages covered parts of her body. Taking in a ragged breath, the young woman stopped in her tracks and closed her eyes. Her head hurt again. Putting a hand lightly to her head, she opened her eyes to gaze upon the desolate road, only to see what appeared to be a little girl. Slightly startled, the woman let out a quick, quiet gasp before falling backwards, her eyes still on the girl. How strange, the little girl before her didn't look anything like an orphan, on the contrary she appeared to be a very rich girl with elegant clothing, beautiful curled hair and fair skin that was flawless. Was she real? It almost seemed as if the child's form glowed in the night's darkness. Was she dreaming?
"Who...are you?", the young woman asked coolly.
The child grinned almost wickedly before walking closer and placing her hand gently on the woman's head.
"My name's Dorothy.", the child crooned
"Dorothy?"
"Yes...(( She's not completely human )) Do you think you could help me?"
"What...? Sorry kid...I don't help random people for no reason."
Dorothy's smile only broadened, her hand still on the woman's head, but it soon vanished into malice as the child's form flickered. This made the other entity slightly move back, was this really a dream? People don't just flicker like computers ready to short on themselves. This must have angered Dorothy, because the child moved forward again and grabbed part of the woman's hair.
"You'll do just fine.", the child spoke cruelly before a electric shock shot from Dorothy's grasp and to the young woman, who yelled out in shock and sudden pain. Then, as fast as it came, it was gone. Regaining her thoughts, the woman realized she was now on her back on the road and sat up quickly. The little girl was gone, as was her headache, strange. As she began to stand up, her legs failed her and she fell back down, the headache was back with ten times the force and she fought to keep herself conscious, her eyes shut tightly, wanting and waiting for it to end desperately.
Inside her mind, everything was pure white, that was different, it was usually black as night, but this time it was different. She began to wonder if she had lost consciousness or perhaps even died, wishful thinking I'm sure. It was a high pitched giggle that caught her attention and turning towards it, she came face to face with Dorothy.
"You! What the hell did you do to me?", the woman shouted angrily at the little girl.
Dorothy only laughed, but she didn't seem like a child anymore, in fact, she didn't sound like one either. Her eyes were horribly evil and her child-like aura was no more.
"So...your name is...Kairion ...and you have...special powers? But you aren't a Galerian...or human...so what are you?", Dorothy asked, clearly amused
"None of your business.", Kai shot back.
Dorothy responded with a sickening grin and a simple, yet confusing explanation.
"Time to jump start...the family program"
"...Family Program?"
The child that called herself "Dorothy" didn't give Kai an answer this time, before everything began to crash in her mind, excruciating pain shooting through her body and mind, everything crumbled. In the real world, the pain was more than even describable. Bolts of electricity swirled around her maddeningly. Kairion opened her mouth to scream, yell for help, but there was nothing, she couldn't speak. She began to cough up blood from the electricity surging through her body, clouds began to cover the sky, a storm? The ground under her began to crack and rain began to fall, only increasing the electrical waves. Thunder rumbled across the city and then it hit. A bolt of fierce lightning bolted downwards onto Kairion and she found her voice, screaming out as the lightning surged through the ground. The city lights began to flicker, building lights began to turn off and on over and over again.
Inside the facility were Patt was staying, the lights flickered uncontrollably and the computers began to flip out, data began to fill the now operating computer, flipping from one piece of data to another over and over again. Patt ran into the room and to the computers, trying to stop it, but no avail. In the abandoned Mushroom Tower, the voltage began to gush into every nook and cranny of the building, as if jump starting a computer it seemed as though something began to come alive within the tower, but what? As fast as it had come it was gone. The storm had vanished completely and the computers and lights everywhere began working as normal. Kairion found herself lying motionless on her back, staring up into the sky with dull, tired eyes, the echoing laugh of "Dorothy" inside her mind. She felt tired...very tired, she knew she couldn't stay in the streets, but also couldn't bring herself to move. Someone was sure to find her anyways, with that though in mind, she closed her eyes and drifted away, maybe she wouldn't wake up, she secretly began to hope.
Back in Mushroom Tower something, indeed, was coming alive. Whatever had happened...the people of Michelangelo City would find out soon enough...
A/N: Yeah...Re-did it...sorry... I couldn't stand the last one after-awhile and after I re-thought the story through, I decided to remake most of the prologue, as you will see...the first part is the same, but the rest of it is completely different. I hope you like this one better, Please Review! Thanks!
