Suikoden Legacies
Prologue
Aurther: Xellos16
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Magician Island
The halls were empty and quiet. Even the winds that usually flowed over the island and found their way through the windows into the castle were vacant. They were there of course, but it seemed as though they would rather not be. Leknaat sighed to herself as she walked along the marble floors, moving aimlessly from hall to hall room to room. It has been centuries since she, the keeper of the gate rune, have called Magician Island her home but now her castle seemed so much larger to her. Larger and empty. She walked slowly unto one of the balconies and felt a slight breeze touch her face. Her soft hands slowly gripped the white border in front of her, and to her own surprise she felt a little trickle of water, starting from her eye and slowly made its way down her pale face. She mustn't think of him, she constantly told herself. She didn't even shed a tear when her own sister was taken to her death by the Emperor Barbarossa, but Windy wasn't as close to Leknaat as he was. She forced herself to smile. He wouldn't want to see her like this. She was Leknaat the Seer; she had to hold the shapers of the world together through their own personal loses, so she couldn't dwell on losing the single most important person in her life. Taking one more look into the clear sky she turned around and walked inside. Upon reaching his room she stopped for a second. Casting her eyes on the wooden door for no more then a minute, memories flood back and she let herself smile, this time more genuine. She had to let go of the past, as it would only affect her judgment in the future. Patting the door softly, she slowly strode to her own quarters and sat down on her bed. It had been a while. None of the True Runes have been active in such a way that needed her intervention since the Second Fire Bringer War. However there were signs that she was beginning to see. Something was about to happen in the world, something that was bigger then Runes themselves.........................................
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Green Hill, New Leaf Academy
"Ooooooohhhhhh, wake up!!" A young man, just short of his twenties was standing over his friend, who was still soundly sleeping in his bed. The lad backed up a couple of feet and looked around the room. Though the rooms that the students were given at the academy were roomier then most schools, his friend had a certain knack for making them look much smaller then what they really were. Clothes were all thrown everywhere and hung from every place imaginable from the back of the wooden chairs to the ceiling fan. Books were sprawled all over the floor and some where even on the bed, although they were not at all hindering his sleeping progress. Kline sighed to himself. "It's like this every year......" he muttered. Placing his books down on a speck of clean space that he found between the Intro to Rune's book and a couple of undershirts and rubbed his hands together, "You are going to have to forgive me for this," and pushed.
Time seemed to slow down from the moment that his hands touched the sleeping body. At first nothing seemed to happen as the body slid off of the bed, but as soon as there was no longer any back support, the sleeping eyes snapped open in a sense of amazement, bewilderment, and terror. What happen next was a lot of failing of limbs, a loud crash, the sprawling of books, and a very sheepishly "Ow" Kline peered over the bed and had to muffle a little laughed at the sight that he saw. His friend was laying upside-down with on foot on the dresser and the other propped up against the wall.
"Sorry about that, Bilal, but you know what Professor Gant said if you were late for his class again." Kline said as he walked around the bed and got his friend sturdy again. "You have been late everyday this week and it is the first week of school!" Bilal grinned sheepishly as he scratched his head. "Yeah, but you know the professor is all talk." "Well talk or no talk, you only have ten minutes to get ready for class. "Kline replied as he gathered his books. "I will be in the cafeteria," he said as he closed the door, only to reopen it a second later. "And don't go back to sleep!"
Nine and a half minutes passed before Bilal came walking slowly into the cafeteria. There wouldn't be any time for breakfast today, but years of waking up late and messing breakfast had built his body up for this. He peered over the crowd to see if he could see Kline over the bustling of the students. Greenhill was the premier college town in the land, and students from all over came to study there. This in effect would make it difficult to find one student out of thousands, but Bilal seemed to do it every morning. "I hope you are happy now," Kline retorted, "Now I'm late." All his friend could do was laugh at this. "You need a little excitement in your life anyway," as they made their way towards the main hall.
Walking next to each other, the two seemed destined to become friends. Kline was a tall, built young man, with small specks that covered up his light blue eyes. His hair was wispy white and flowed down past his neck. His skin was pale to the point where it was almost elfish, though Kline doesn't recall any elves in his immediate blood line. Beside him stood Bilal, who was dark-skinned and stood maybe a couple of inches taller then Kline. Bilal had short hair that never seems to be undone know matter how much he slept on it. His dark brown eyes seemed to take in his surroundings and have both an understanding as well as wonder about everything new to him. As they fell in line with other students that were busy going about there own lives, neither of them knew that their own destines were being formed.
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Somewhere unknown
Two black armored warriors stood about a facing each other around a hundred yards apart. Lightning clashed in the back ground and it was known to both that only one of them would be leaving this battle alive. As the winds grew fiercer the two warriors drew their weapons.
"I have chased you long enough.................................." One of them replied. "Then let us get started." His opponent replied. And with that, the two fighters flew into a decisive battle at neck breaking speed and fury unmatched.
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Magician Island
Leknaat's eyes snapped open. Her breathing was uncontrollable and she was sweating profusely. She looked around her surroundings. She was in the comforts of her bed. She closed her eyes in order to slowly her breathing down. "A dream.........," she thought to herself. "That's all." But there was something there, something that she quite couldn't place her finger on. Something was going to happen in her world, she just didn't know what.....................