Stories of Shad3s: third collection

by ShadeslayerZycron

The third collection of short stories written by me, to further expand my own character's place in their respective universes. Subjects range from Sword Art, to Pokémon, to Fire Emblem and beyond. The style of writing may change between subjects. My first story is based in Sword Art Online, following Zycron and Lillian as they try to survive and keep their sanity. Have fun andenjoy

1. Chapter 1

Lillian, brandishing a new lance, smiles. "Electrum is finally finished, Zycron. I... based it off the Lance I use in jousting out of the game."

I looked over, checking the stats on a dagger I made using some obsidian ore in the game. "It looks like one of those shocksticks from that Fire Emblem game."

Lillian just sighed at that. "Listen, Zycron, you go for daggers and swords, while I have my lances. Why can't I have some creative freedom?"

"Well, how do you know it won't break so easily?" I activate a sword skill with the dagger, striking the air. "What metal did you use for that thing anyways?"

"Well...," Lillian looked around, "I scavenged some Crystallite from that dragon's den on floor 55. There was a whole group of smiths in the party."

"And what happened to them?" I look at her sternly. "You shouldn't have gone with them. That area is too dangerous."

Lillian frowned. "Don't do this, don't do that... what are you, my dad?" She sighs heavily. "Only one died. We killed the dragon and left before it could respawn. I admit it was pretty scary, and losing someone was difficult, but... we got what we went there for."

I nod in response, grim-faced. "Lillian... never go off without permission, okay...? I don't want you to die... Seno."

Lillian glared at me. "Listen, Zycron, telling me what I can and can't do is one thing, but here I'm 'Lillian', not 'Seno'."

I chuckled slightly, dequipping my dagger. "Whatever you say, princess. Just remember who saved you from that Killer Mantis a few weeks back."

Lillian punched me. "Don't remind me. Those bugs are creepy!"

I just laugh a bit more then stare at the ceiling, sitting in a chair. "Well, let's rest up. We may be expected on the front lines by the Knights or the Army. And us not being in a guild makes us mercenaries."

"You just like the risk of getting killed, don't you," Lillian made a serious look.

"Nope," I replied, "just like living in the moment. And, even if I do die... well... I'm not exactly the cleanest when it comes to deeds done. When I my younger brother died in my arms... I killed his attackers out of rage."

Lillian suddenly made a sad face. "Drake..."

I smiled to her. "Hey, cheer up. He wouldn't want you crying. He'd want you to find the person you're truly meant for."

Lillian looked up at me, almost as if she was my little sister. "Yeah... I'll keep that in mind."