VGA: I'm back, and I just realized that I need a muse to do my bidding. And I'm sick of Announcer Dude.
AD: WHAT!?!? You whore!! After all I've done for you!! ANGST!!! (Runs away)
VGA: He'll be back. Anyway, my muse will be... Lyude!
(Lyude popped out of nowhere)
Lyude: ...This doesn't look anything like Trumpets 'R Us.
VGA: You're in the Author's Note section of my fic and are now my muse.
Lyude: Wh-!! Huh!?
VGA: That's right, pretty boy!
Lyude: Haven't I suffered enough!?
VGA: No... Just announce the chapter.
Lyude: Fine... Here's Chapter Two... I hate my life...
Chapter Two
Hazel eyes snapped open. A young girl sat up abruptly and stared blankly ahead.
"Kalas...?" she called softly, shaking the shoulder of the sleeping occupant next to her.
"Mm... Xelha?" a young man with dishelved blue hair groaned. He sat up as well, "What's wrong? Why aren't you asleep?"
"I had a dream."
"Uh huh," Kalas yawned, scratching his head.
"I saw a boy, sitting by a creek. He was so sad... but at the same time, I could feel rage as well. Somebody abandoned him, or that's what I think."
"So, do you know this guy?"
"No, that's what bothers me the most. I've never seen him, the whole area was unfamiliar. But it feels so close..."
"Close? What do you mean?"
"Kalas, I think I may be having a premonition, like the one I had about you."
"...I think you might've had too many of those jelly pastries."
"I-I only had a few!" The blonde blushed.
"Heh, well, maybe he was someone you met a long time ago and something reminded you of him... You're not into him, are you?"
"Of course not, I love you, Kalas. You're probably right, sorry I bothered you."
When Kalas laid back down, falling asleep the moment he hit the pillow, Xelha turned to look outside the window from her bed.
"Who was that boy?"
--
The first thing registered into Lloyd's brain was that his head hurt like hell. The second was that he felt blankets and at first thought he was in his bed back at home. When he forced his eyes open, though, that wasn't the case.
He was in a large and spacious room. The interior held a regal and sophisticated air and the main color scheme seemed to be a navy blue. There were elegant looking tables and chairs and a grand fireplace with severel expensive looking knick knacks sitting upon it. Lloyd looked at the bed he was laying in and it's soft blankets. He slowly got out the bed, feeling slightly dazed. He touched his forehead and realized it had been wrapped with a heavy gauze. Also, his jacket had removed, as well as his boots and gloves, and he was left in his black tank top and baggy pants.
Did someone help me...? he thought. Back at that river, he had slipped when running from those ugly fish people. He thought he had saw someone before he blacked out...
Lloyd made his way to the towering window and looked out. The entire horizon was taken up by a vast ocean and the sky was filled with gargantuan, pink clouds which in turn gave the sky and sea a reddish hue. Lloyd looked up and saw that the room he was in was part of some castle-like structure.
"Freaky..." he muttered. "Is this a dream?"
Lloyd jumped slightly as he heard a door open and close. An man had walked in, and when he saw the teen he said, "Oh, you're awake?"
He approached him and examined him intently.
"You certainly look better. You were really pale for a couple of days, I believed you suffered from a mild concussion, but I don't think there's any permanent damage."
"H-huh? Did you say days?" Lloyd asked fearfully.
The man, he seemed to be a doctor, nodded,"You've been out for about four days. You were brought here by a fisherman."
"Where am I?"
"Ah, you are in Castle Elnath. Anyway, I shall report to the king of your recovery. Your stuff is on that table."
Without another word, the doctor left leaving Lloyd alone and dreadfully confused.
"Okay...okay...I'm having a really flipped out dream is all," the teen muttered to himself as he pulled on his crimson jacket. "I'll just go along with it till I wake up."
When he had put on the rest of his clothes, as well as his sheaths and Vorpal Lloyd noticed something; where was the Flamberge blade? Wait, hadn't he dropped that when he was pulled in-
Like a wave, the memories suddenly hit Lloyd at full blast. The creek, the glowing, the melody, the serpent-like streams of water... the fish creatures... Was he having a dream within a dream? If so, it was pretty damn realistic. Too real...
"My head hurts..." he sighed exhaustedly. He was pretty hungry too...
The door was soon opened again by the doctor he had met.
"The king would like to speak with you," he said.
"Am I in trouble?"
"Oh, no. His Majesty just wishes to speak with you, is all."
Lloyd followed the man. As he did, he marvalled at the size of the halls and the various elegant paintings that adorned the walls. He stopped when he saw knights armed with spears sparring with eachother. Suddenly, a memory of him and Kratos training entered his mind... He quickly shook it off and continued to follow the doctor.
Lloyd couldn't believe it, this whole place was like some kind fantasy. When they had entered through the large double doors, Lloyd's jaw dropped when he saw a huge bridge enveloped in red violet clouds.
"Come, don't dawdle," said the doctor. They went through another set of double doors and entered yet another room that astonished the teen. Both the walls and foor was made of celestial-like mirrors.
"Your Highness, I brought the boy," the doctor bowed to a man that sat at the throne. He had long flowing ash blond hair and kind green eyes. He wore regal turquoise robes and a weird paper mane thing around his neck (Sue me, I don't know what the hell it is). Lloyd looked around before nervously bowing down as well.
"You may rise," the king said. The doctor raised his head back up, which Lloyd mimicked. "Young man, may I ask your name?"
"Uh, Lloyd Au- I mean, Irving."
"Lloyd... Are you a inhabitant here?"
"...No."
"Oh, then you are a traveller?"
"Um, yeah. Could you tell me where I'm at?"
"Of course, you are in Diadem, Land of the Clouds. I am it's ruler, King Ladekahn. May I ask which continent you came from?"
"Um, ah... I'm..." Lloyd trailed off in his words. What could he say? If he really was in a different world, did Iselia still exist?
"Perhaps I am being too interrogative," said the King. "Forgive me if I make you uncomfortable."
"It's cool."
"How dare you speak to His Majesty in such a manner!?" a guard shouted.
"It's fine," the King chuckled. "You know, you vaguely remind of someone I once knew. Anyway, I hope you feel better."
"I do, thanks. Hey, is there a city close by?"
"Yes. Sheliak, Diadem's capital, is right outside the castle."
"Thanks a lot!" Lloyd smiled and gave a quick bow before leaving the throneroom.
"I wish you luck on your travels," King Ladekahn smiled.
--
Lloyd found his way to the city. Like the castle, it was noble and majestic. He watched as a group of children chased eachother across the cobblestone ground. He looked up at the sky and watched in amazement as large merchant boats actually flew across the sky.
Lloyd took a deep breath, he had to stay calm. He sat down at the edge of the base of a statue at began to scavenge for any useful items he had in his pockets. The Sorceror's Stone, a couple of gels, the ball he had cut off from one of Genis' kendamas as a joke, the snow bunny Colette had given him (he wondered why it hadn't melted at all), the hair pin he used to pick locks, and a string.
"I'm screwed..." he muttered. He looked up when two men suddenly approached him, glaring. "...Can I help you?"
"You seemed to have helped yourself," one man sneered.
"Huh?"
"Look at where you're sitting," the other snapped. Lloyd looked at the statue and saw that it was crafted in the likeness of the king he had met earlier.
"That is the White Flame of Diadem, King Ladekahn. How dare you disgrace it!?"
"I-I didn't know," Lloyd stuttered, quickly standing up and stepping away.
"You didn't know... Well then, maybe we should give a little reminder," the men both began to advance closer to the teen, who had one hand on the Vorpal blade. He took a step back but crashed into something or rather someone.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Lloyd flinched and turned around. The person behind him was a tall, burly man with spiky brown hair much like Lloyd's. He wore only a pair of baggy orange pants and had on no shirt. On his right arm was a bright, intricate tattoo of a fish. He had his arms crossed over his bare chest and was glaring at the two men.
"Gibari-"
"Why are you harassing the kid for?" the man asked. "He's new, give him a break. It's just a rock, you act like he graffitied it or something."
The men said nothing and left.
"Idiots..." he sighed. He noticed Lloyd and smiled, "You allright kid?"
"Uh, yeah. Tha-"
"Hey, have I seen you before?"
"..."
"...That's right! You're the kid I found at the river! So I take you're feeling better."
"Um, yeah. Were you the one who saved me?" Lloyd asked. The man nodded.
"Yeah, I found you down by the Celestial River. Good thing too, those cancerites almost gotcha. You were pretty banged up, so I took you to the doctor at the castle. Let me guess, you fell from the Cloud Passage, right? That's been happening a lot lately..."
Lloyd said nothing, wondering faintly what the Celestial River and Cloud Passage was.
"By the way, the name's Gibari!" the man held out a thick, calloused hand.
"I'm Lloyd," Lloyd shook the man's hand and smiled. Normally, Lloyd wouldn't reveal his name to anyone but he got a good vibe from this man, Gibari.
"It's weird, I was just coming by to check on you actually. So, you heading anywhere? You look pretty young to be a traveller."
"Um, well... I'm actually kinda lost."
"Lost? Do you know how you got to the Celestial River?"
"No... I don't know where to go either"
"Maybe you have amnesia. If you really have nowhere to go, you could stay with me for awhile."
"Really? Thanks!"
"I live in Nashira. It's pretty far away, we'll have to take my boat, hope you don't get seasick."
"You have a boat? That's awesome!"
"Come with me, kid."
As he followed, Lloyd began to think about the situation he was in. This was way too real to be a dream, he would've woken up by now. He could smell the salt clouds, feel the cold breeze. Gibari certainly was real, as was the city. This wasn't a dream; he was in a different world. But how?
Fear seized his heart. What would he do? If Lloyd really was in a different world, how would he get back to his own? He knew nothing of this place, he didn't even know how he got here in the first place. Everyone, Dirk, Noishe, Colette... Kratos... They were gone. He'd never see them again...
No, he had to keep calm... He had a place to stay at now, he had someone to help him. He'd figure out something... eventually.
--
VGA: From what the reviews stated, a lot of people were hoping for a TOS/BK fic. Trust me, this won't be a crappy story, it'll be the most kickass crossover yet and I promise I'll- What the hell are you doing?
Lyude: (Holding a gun to his head) Uh, I can explain...?
VGA: Were you trying to commit suicide in a futile attempt to escape my wrath?
Lyude:...............Maybe?
VGA: Anyway, I plan to put Folon and Ayme in here too. Why? 'Cause they kick ass, that's why. I wish there was a way in the game to kill off Kalas and Xelha to get them on your team. That'd be awesome...
Lyude: Why do you want to kill off the few friends I have?
VGA: You have no friends.
Lyude:...
VGA: Aw, don't be sad. I still love you.
Lyude:... (Puts the gun to his head)