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Me: Here is the summary: After a couple years of being lifeless due to her Crystal, Presea is able to awaken herself. When leaving Sybak to find another home she goes through a painful transformation of becoming an angel. Kratos finds her and brings her with him to Cruxis.

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Awakening

Presea stood in a lab; the half-elves there were analyzing her crystal. She was fourteen years old, but looked like a twelve year old. Presea never realized this however, for she was lifeless. But soon her state of lifelessness would be over.

"Kate, come look at her."

"What is it Nick?"

"It looks like she's awaking…"

"What? We can't let our superiors know, they'll be mad at us! We must hide her before they come!"

"Where… am I?"

"Presea… you're awake now…" Presea looked at her surroundings and panicked. "Where's my daddy?!? What have you done with my daddy?!?"

"Nothing! Just calm down!"

"No!" Kate reached out to her.

"Calm down!"

"Get away from me!" Presea slapped Kate's hand away from herself. She ran to the door and banged on it. "Help me! Help!"

Kate put a hand on Presea's mouth. "Nick, let's get her out of here."

"But Kate…"

"No buts. She might be human, but she's only a child." Nick nodded. He went over to a bookcase and shoved it aside. There behind it was a wall. Nick grabbed a flashlight, apple gel, and a map. Kate brought Presea over to the door. She put the things in a bag and put the bag over Presea's shoulder. She pushed her into the darkness and said, "Use the map to get out of here. May you never find yourself in this place again." Nick closed the door and Kate put the bookcase over it.

"May you never be found by the people who caused this Presea," Kate whispered.

Presea's point of view…

Presea looked at the door. She had been freed, but she didn't feel like it. She felt lost, confused, and scared. She got the map and flashlight out. She turned the flashlight on and began walking through the darkness. Every little noise frightened her. A rat, a leak pipe, water dripping from the ceiling, it all seemed scarier then it really was. She walked quickly toward the exit. After a while she came across a ladder; it had mold on it. She began to climb up and out of the hole.

She crawled out of the hole and onto the ground. She looked up, but instead of a blue sky she saw a black sky. It made her feel alone. She stood up and began to walk through Sybak. There was no one outside. Presea assumed they were all asleep. She walked out of the city, planning how to get home. She remembered something upsetting though; the people of Ozette didn't like her. They wanted nothing to do with her.

Presea decided she would just wander aimlessly, trying to find a home. Walking toward the water she decided to cross the Grand Tethe'alla Bridge and to Meltokio. There she would get some food for her journey. It would be a day and a half walk but she could make it. Nick had put some food in her bag to last her for a day.

Presea wished she had a companion as she traveled along. She needed someone too talk to. Her back was hurting her terribly though; what was wrong with it? She walked like this for a day. She didn't feel tired, and her stomach didn't feel empty at all.

As the ocean came into view so did someone wearing white. The man was very tall and had auburn hair. Presea's back by this point was hurting so badly, like something was going to burst out any second. Suddenly, pain like nothing she felt before hit her. She fell to the ground, clawing at her back. She resisted the urge to scream, but she did whimper. She felt something break through her flesh and out. Blood was dripping off of something and onto the ground. She looked up and saw the man heading toward her. She was frightened. He was suddenly by her side.

"Get away from me!" She cried.

"Nonsense. If I left you'd be sure to die. First aide." He picked her up, careful of the things coming out of her back. "Go to sleep, you're in need of energy." She saw darkness coming into her vision, and soon, that was all she saw.

Later…

She woke up in a bed. As she looked around she noticed that everything was white.

"How are you feeling?"

"Fine…"

"What's your name?"

"Presea Combatir."

"Age?"

"Fourteen."

"You look twelve."

"I was involved in an experiment… I was called the Angelus Project."

"Angelus…" She saw sadness in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. My name is Kratos Aurion."

"Kratos…"

"Can you move your wings without pain?"

"Wings…?" Presea looked behind her. Wings made of mana were connected to her back. They were colored aqua. "They're pretty…"

"They are. You can move them the same way you can move your arms." Presea felt the bones and muscles in her wings. She wanted to flap them, and they flapped. A couple feathers fell on the ground.

"It hurts a little bit… but I'll be fine."

"Good. Would you like anything to eat or drink?"

"I'm fine…"

"You look thin."

"I… can't eat anything."

"Come with me then." Presea got out of bed. She was dressed in a white silk gown that reached her ankles. She followed Kratos out of the room. They walked across what looked like an apartment in Meltokio, except it was mostly white. The left the small apartment and went through a series of hallways.

"Why is everything white?"

"White is the color of holiness."

"But why paint everything white?"

"Because you're in Welgia, the city of the angels."

"Angels…?"

"Yes." Kratos's drew his wings out. They were made out of mana and were a beautiful blue. Presea was speechless. "Let us continue on our way." The two angels continued to walk. Kratos led Presea to a room filled with technology. Walking inside he grabbed a key-crest. "Come here." Presea walked toward him. Kratos removed her key-crest and quickly replaced it with the one in his hand. "How do you feel?"

"Hungry." He smiled.

"I thought you would. Come, let's go back to my room and have lunch."

"Alright."

In Kratos's apartment/house…

"Kratos,"

"Hmm?" They were seated at a table. Kratos sat across from Presea, watching her eat the sandwich he made.

"Is the place we're in a house or an apartment?"

"It's not really big enough to be considered as a house, and I don't usually call it an apartment, usually I call in just my home."

"Have you lived here all your life?"

"No, I was 1,028 when I began living here."

"How old are you?"

"4,014."

"You're like me…"

"I suppose, but you're much younger."

"Will I ever start aging again?" Kratos was silent.

"…No. That's something that I'm not able to fix. I apologize."

"It okay…" They were silent again.

"Presea, would you like to stay with me here or go back to Tethe'alla?"

"I can't go back home… so I'll stay with you."

"Alright. Why aren't you able to go back home?"

"My father, in Ozette, died during the time I lost two years of my life…" Presea felt like she would cry again.

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright. I still have a sister though. She's younger then me and is working for a duke in Altamira. Her name's Alicia."

"Would you like to go visit her?"

"Yes. I'm worried about her. I fear that the people who started the Angelus project will turn to her because she's my sister."

"Alright let's go see her." Kratos stood up, but at the same moment someone with blue hair came into the room.

"Kratos, Yggdrasil would like to speak to you."

"Alright. Yuan, can you watch Presea? Don't let her out of the room." Yuan shrugged.

"Sure, I guess."

"Thank you. I'll be back soon Presea."

"Where are you going?"

"You don't need to know at the moment." He glared at Yuan. "Don't tell her anything about how Cruxis works and about Yggdrasil."

"I got it. I don't think it's hard to watch a twelve year old girl."

"She's fourteen."

"My apologies. Now go to Yggdrasil, he's probably wondering about you."

"Alright. Good-bye Presea." Kratos walked out the door. Presea looked at Yuan. He had pointed ears like the half-elves at the lab…

Yuan's point of view…

Yuan just looked at the girl, and she looked at him back.

"Your name is Presea?" She nodded. "What are you afraid of? I'm not going to bite you."

"Your ears…"

"Oh, so you don't like half-elves?"

"I've had bad experiences with them… They turned me into an angel and murdered my father… They took away two years of my life…"

"Maybe, but did I do those things to you?" Yuan emphasized the word 'I' by placing his hand on his heart.

"No…"

"Then why don't you like me?"

"I'm alright with you… just… afraid…" He sighed.

"Well whatever. How'd you meet Kratos?"

"I was traveling to the Grand Tethe'alla Bridge when wings sprouted out of my back," she flapped the aqua wings behind her. "He was there and helped soothe my pain. He put me to sleep and when I wake up I'm here."
"Hmm…" Yuan wondered why Kratos was in Tethe'alla. "Tell me about yourself Presea."

"I'm fourteen, my mother and father are dead, my sister works in Altamira for a duke, and I'm an angel."

"I've realized that you are an angel."

"Are you an angel?"

"Of course." Purple wings created out of mana formed behind him.

"Why doesn't anybody have feathered wings?"

"You've only seen two other angels with these wings, that doesn't mean all angels have mana wings."

"Oh."

"You have a lot to learn about angels Presea."

"Can you teach me a little bit about them right now?"

"I suppose, Kratos didn't say I couldn't explain angels. First thing you need to know about angels is that they're like humans that are holy and can cast magic. Angels are created when you put a cruxis crystal on your neck."

"So anybody can become an angel?"

"As long as they have a cruxis crystal then yes. Angels, beside having wings, are much different than your average human being. When people become angels they lose the ability to eat, sleep, and age. But their hearing and seeing approves."

"I'm an angel but I can eat, how is that possible?"

"Kratos must have given you a special key-crest. Your key-crest lets you eat and sleep, but you will most likely stay in the body of a twelve year old" She was quiet, and then Yuan saw realization on her face.

"I'll look like a child forever?"

"Yes, and you'll also become immortal. That means that time will stop for you and you won't die unless someone kills you, you commit suicide, or an illness kills you. Being an angel seems like fun, but once you learn what happens to your body when you become an angel many would forget about becoming an angel."

"Is there a way that an angel could become a human again?"

"Not that I'm aware of." He could see that Presea was upset.

"You could ask Yggdrasil, but I doubt he'll answer your question."

"Who's Yggdrasil?"

"I am." Yuan looked behind him at Yggdrasil.

He bowed and said, "Lord Yggdrasil, what brings you here?"

"Kratos," He pointed at the man behind him, "Told me he found a girl who was turned into an angel due to an experiment near the Grand Tethe'alla Bridge and took her here. I came to take a look at her."

"Well, she's right there." Yuan pointed at Presea.

"You're name is Presea?"

"Yes."

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen."

"Who is the director of the Angelus project that you were in?"

"Rodyle."

"Lord Yggdrasil," Kratos began, "Rodyle hasn't been very loyal lately. He is involved in many projects that he hasn't told us about. What shall we do with him?"

"You can look into the matter. Try to find out what he's been up too lately. You can begin next week."

"Yes my Lord."

"Back to Presea," Yggdrasil looked at her again, "Do you follow the teachings of the church?"

"I'm not sure. Daddy never really took me to church and religious gatherings."

"What are your thoughts on half-elves?"

"I think they're a bit scary... But I don't hate them. I wonder why they're looked down upon, they're people too. The teacher at school taught us that half-elves were stupid, were savages, and were lower than the slaves and servants."

"You agree with this?" Yuan could see that Presea had managed to upset Yggdrasil.

"No. Daddy said that all people were equal. He said that half-elves didn't deserve to be treated like this."

"Presea, I want to know your thoughts on half-elves."

"I… think that humans look down upon half-elves just because they're different. I think we're all the same though. Half-elves sometimes look down on humans and humans look down upon half-elves."

"Hmm… Presea, are you willing to become an angel of Cruxis? One that ranks above the other angels but is lower then the Seraphim?"

"Yes."

"Repeat what I say then: I, Presea Combatir, swear loyalty and obedience to cruxis and Lord Yggdrasil and I will serve each forever. I swear to not betray and do everything in my power to help this world reach the age of lifeless beings."

"I, Presea Combatir, swear loyalty and obedience to cruxis and Lord Yggdrasil and I will serve each forever. I swear to not betray and do everything in my power to help this world reach the age of lifeless beings."

"Welcome to cruxis Presea. Your rank will be called MitteEngel. You will be the angel of protection."

"What are Kratos and Yuan?"

"I'm the angel of war."

"And I'm the angel of wisdom."

"What of yourself, Lord Yggdrasil?"

Yuan spoke without thinking, "He's the angel of spandex." Yggdrasil glared daggers at him."

"Yuan, only speak when it is necessary."

"Terrible sorry my Lord." Yuan did a bow, but he was still smiling. Yggdrasil hit him on the head. "Ow! That hurt!"

"You deserved it."

"Humph."

"Now, to answer your question Presea, I am the angel of Martel."

"The angel of the goddess Martel?"

"Not exactly. We'll cover that in your lessons. You'll begin your lessons in two days. I'll teach you about cruxis and being an angel, Yuan will teach you science, math, history, and magic, and Kratos will teach you how to fight and about the worlds below."

"Below?"

"We're in Welgia on Derris Kharlen. Derris Kharlen is a comet floating right above Tethe'alla and Sylvarant."

"What is Sylvarant?"

"It is a planet that is parallel to Tethe'alla. They exist in different dimensions though and therefore are unable to see each other. You'll learn everything in due time so do not fret." Yuan wondered why Yggdrasil decided what Kratos and he will teach Presea right now.

"Why am I teaching Presea the most things?"

"Perhaps Presea can answer you herself." Yggdrasil looked at the child.

"Since Yuan is the angel of wisdom I guess he's more intelligent about the core subjects of the world than you guys?"

"Correct. Yuan, I'm afraid Presea's smarter than you in some areas."

"That's because she's a kid."

"A mature one. I'm afraid I must leave, I have some things to take care of." Yggdrasil left the room. Yuan was ticked off by Yggdrasil by this point.

"Yggdrasil ordered me to take care of a few things today," Kratos said, "so I'm afraid I must leave you Presea. I'll be back tomorrow if not tonight."

"How do we tell time here?"

"The sky may be purple, but there is a sun shining in a certain part of Derris Kharlen. Using that sun we can create clocks that tell the time. There's a clock right over there." Kratos pointed to a square clock above the sink. "I'll see you later Presea, good-bye."

"Good-bye Kratos…" Kratos walked out the door.

"I guess I'm still watching you. How about I tell you something you need to know now?"

"Alright."

"Come along Presea." Yuan walked out of Kratos's home, Presea following him. They went down a hallway and into someone else's home.

Presea's point of view…

"Do you live here Yuan?"

"I do." Presea looked around the room. Everything in his room was blue, green, red, gold, silver, orange, purple, or white.

"It's so colorful."

"Of course. I'd die if I had to live in a room that had everything white."

"I think I would too…" Presea murmured.

"Presea, do you have a favorite color?"

"I have colors I would prefer to have over others, but I don't have one favorite color."

"So everything in your world is mostly equal?"

"I suppose so…"

"Well, realize that the world is not equal. Take a seat and let my discuss something important to you." Presea sat down on a couch, it was green while the armrests were purple. "I need to talk to you about cruxis. You are not to tell anyone what I say to you in this room, do you understand?"

"I can't tell Lord Yggdrasil or Kratos?"

"I pray you never utter a syllable of a word part of our conversation to Yggdrasil. And please Presea; just call him Yggdrasil around me. You can't tell Kratos either, he's like a slave to Yggdrasil and will report things immediately. Do you swear on your wings that you'll never tell either of them?"

"Yes, but why on my wings?"

"You'll find out if you tell him. I hope that one day you might, but at the current moment I am unprepared to tell Yggdrasil what I am going to tell you. Now listen closely…"

Me: This is probably the longest chapter I've written.

Lloyd: How long is it?

Me: Eleven pages.

Lloyd: That long?!?

Me: Yep. It's a good thing this is a story and not some chapter in a textbook or you'll be asleep by now!

Lloyd: Sleepy…

Me: Don't you dare fall asleep!

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Me: Wake up Lloyd!

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