Hiya folks! I updated! Didn't see that coming! Be warned though, I'm not going to constantly

update this, only when I get sparks of inspirationg every now and then... But twenty-three

reviews? That totally won me over folks.

Note: Each chapter isn't tied to the other's, it's an independent oneshot.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Spoilers.

Kratos looked up at the stars, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by millions of things that

were older than he was. It made him humble again, to see the stars. Made him feel... normal, like he

was like everyone else in comparison to the stars, small, young, insignificant...

"D- Kratos?"

The angel turned his head to see his son, it was a night after the revival of the great tree, and a night

before Kratos would leave.

"What is it Lloyd?" he asked.

"I was... just wondering something..." Lloyd muttered, walking to stand beside him.

"What's that?" Kratos asked his son, looking up at the stars again.

"...They called you a hero," the teen answered. "In all the legends, all the stories..."

Kratos blood ran cold, he slowly turned to face his son.

"What of it?" he asked cooly.

"...I used to read those legends you know." Lloyd muttered. "Myths, legends, stuff like that. I thought

they were cool. I read one legend that was really cool. Know what it was about?"

"...No." the angel shook his head.

"It was about 'The flame weilding swordsman'."

Kratos paled, his son didn't say anything, then continued on.

"They say he was as fast as lightning, that he could slice through a building with his sword. It said

something like 'His sword's fire matched his hair and the flame in his heart'."

Lloyd smiled, "It said he was cold from a glance, but he never hesitated to help someone. There was a

fire in a building, it was so intense no one wanted go in, even though people were screaming for help."

"They say he charged in without a thought, he came out with everyone who was trapped, he had

burns on his arms and across his face." he closed his eyes. "And all he did was smile."

Kratos looked away, what was he suppossed to say? What was he-?

"They said he would kill his enemies without a trace of emotion on his face." his son whispered. "But

a mass of sorrow in his eyes."

"...You remember these lines, but not your own homework?" Kratos chuckled awkwardly.

"It's hard to believe." Lloyd smiled.

"...Believe what?"

"That was my favorite legend." he grinned. "I'd read it again and again, once Raine even caught me

reading it in class. At first she was amazed I was reading, then she was mad I wasn't paying attention."

"..." Kratos paled, what was Lloyd getting at?

"I used to like the guy in that legend." the teen said. "I wanted to grow up to be like him."

Kratos was at a loss for words, Lloyd turned to face him.

"I wanted to be the good guy, the guy who stood up for everyone. A hero."

"..."

"I knew as soon as the storyteller told us, told us how old you were." the teen said. "You were that guy

in the legend I loved so much."

Kratos turned away.

"I was...dissapointed." Lloyd muttered. "The guy I looked up to so much, he was ...my enemy."

The angel wouldn't face his son, a feeling of shame overcoming him.

"But at the same time...I was ...thrilled." Lloyd laughed. "I had met the guy I liked so much, I'd met

the guy who I'd admire in that story, not only that, but my hero himself trained me."

"..." Kratos slowly turned to face his child.

"I wanted to believe you were still on our side. That my hero wouldn't really be the bad guy, that my

hero was still a hero." Lloyd's smile faded. "I thought I was wrong...but..."

The teen smiled at his father.

"I wasn't." he said simply. "I wasn't, he was still the good guy, he was still my hero."

"...Lloyd..."

"Not only that but...my biggest hero was my dad."

Kratos flinched. "..."

Lloyd smiled warmly. "Hard to believe, but great."

"..."

"...Though...there's one part of that legend that I don't believe."

"...What's that?" Kratos whispered.

"That he came out with burns, and all he did was smile." Lloyd smirked. "You've never really smiled,

not what I've seen."

"..." Kratos smirked. "Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe..." Lloyd rolled his eyes sheepishly.

"...Lloyd." his smirk evaporated. "I-"

"Aw, come on dad!"

Kratos froze in midspeech, eyes wide open. The angel slowly turned to face his son.

"Did...did you just...call me...?" the angel gaped.

"Yep. What's wrong?" Lloyd smiled.

"..."

Kratos smiled, it was warm, kind, wise and understanding, with a fatherly glint in his warm eyes.

"I knew that legend didn't lie." Lloyd grinned.

Cheesy... I hope that was at least ALMOST as good as the first one. I kind of wrote it late...

Review please!