Tales of Angels
Chapter 4
Lloyd stood patiently outside of the church. The moon was high overhead, and it's rays reflected off the building giving a the area a dim glow. The tree branches swayed and the grass danced as the wind blew through the area. Lloyd's hair swayed as well, but he didn't pay any heed to it.
"Alright, shall we begin," a blue haired man said as he appeared as if from thin air.
"Yes Uncle Yuan!" Lloyd exclaimed happily with a smirk. Yuan smirked back.
"By the way, how many angelic spells do you know Lloyd?" Yuan asked. Lloyd smirked.
"Actually, I'm not really sure, they just kinda of come to me," Lloyd addmitted with a grin. Yuan sighed.
"But you can sense mana and control it, right?" Yuan asked.
"Yeah!" Lloyd answered with a nod.
"Good, then we don't need to worry about that right now," Yuan said as he reached into his wing pack. He pulled out a wooden sword and tossed it to Lloyd. "Now, try to hit me with that sword," Yuan instructed.
"Um, ok?" Lloyd responded with a confused look on his face. He rushed Yuan who side stepped to avoid Lloyd's first swing. He ducked to avoid the second, and side stepped again for the third.
"That's enough. Lloyd, your way off balance, and your attacks sloppy and wild. You wouldn't last a minute against another swordsman like this," Yuan explained. "How about, we forget about swordsmanship for now, and focus on basic spells?" Yuan asked with a sigh.
Lloyd nodded hesitantly, not all that eager to give up on swordsmanship so quickly. He approached Yuan never the less and returned the wooden sword. "Let's start off simple, how about a fireball. Try to form a fireball in your hands," Yuan instructed. After a few tries and some advice from Yuan, Lloyd managed to create a perfect fireball in the palm of his hand.
A few hours later, when The training was almost completed for the night. They stopped the magic exercises. Lloyd managed to perfect some of the basic spells, such as fireball and stone edge, but the effort left him with little energy. He collapsed onto the ground, and Yuan sat beside him.
"You did well Lloyd, better than i expected you to do," The elder angel admitted. Lloyd grinned at this, but his smile soon faded.
"Uncle Yuan?" he asked.
"Yes Lloyd?" Yuan replied as he looked at the young angel.
Lloyd hesitated before speaking again. "Why can't I sleep anymore?"
Yuan looked away, this wasn't his place to talk about it, it was Kratos's, but it wasn't an option. "You can't sleep anymore," Yuan started, looking for the right way to put it. "Because your body is growing, it's maturing."
"So I can't sleep anymore?"
"For now, yes, but I'm sure the ability will return, once the growing is done."
"Will I lose anything else?" Lloyd asked in a scared tone.
Yuan shifted his gaze to the ground before answering. "I don't know Lloyd, unlike the rest of us, you were born with your wings, we really don't know what to expect," Yuan answered. Then turned and placed a hand on the boy"s shoulder. "Just remember though, no matter what happens, I'm proud of you, and your father would be to."
"Thanks Uncle Yuan," Lloyd said with smirk. With that, Yuan dismissed his godson from training for the night and left, as Lloyd made his way back to the village.
Colette sat in her bed, she was shifting uncomfortably. 'Lloyd didn't come home again,' she thought to herself. Worry and anxiety built up within her. She knew that Lloyd often stayed at Mr. Dirk's place, which she was often jealous of the dwarf for. However, today she knew that he wasn't at the dwarf's home, because Lloyd was home just before everyone else went to sleep. 'What if he got hurt? What if he got captured by the Desians?' she thought as she cluched onto her stuffed bear that she had since she was a little girl. 'What if he...' her thoughts were cut off as she heard the faint sound of the front door opening.
She knew it wasn't her father or her grandmother, because they had both already gone to sleep. She quickly, but quietly got out of bed and tried to make her way to the hall way without making too much noise. "Lloyd!" Colette whispered loudly when she saw the boy approaching up the stairs on his way to his room that was built onto the house for him.
Lloyd turned to face the blond. She was dressed up in her pajamas. "Colette? What are you still doing up?" He asked in a whisper.
"I was worried about you, you didn't come back home," she started.
"Ah, don't worry about me, I'm fine, go back and get some sleep, alright?" Lloyd suggested with a smirk.
"Alright," Colette agreed in a low voice. "Good night Lloyd!" she said with a large smile before slipping back into her room. 'I'm gonna follow him next time,' she told herself as she began to finally fall asleep.
Lloyd sighed as he lay down on his bed. The soft bed felt good, and even though he had recently lost the ability to sleep, he found it quick relaxing. 'I hope I didn't worry Colette too much,' he told himself as he realised he left without saying anything to anyone. He felt bad that it was his fault for keeping her up.
Lloyd released those thoughts from his mind as he released another sigh. That was the past, he has to focus on the present and the future, so he would have to come up with a decent explanation for his disappearances every other night.
The boy sat up and closed his eyes as he focused his conscienceness into the deepest parts of his mind, the part that he always went to when he needed help or guidance.
"Lady Martel?" Lloyd asked telepathically to the goddess.
"Yes Lloyd?" The goddess's voice replied. This was the manner in which they would speak to each other, and when Martel would teach Lloyd something, she would pull the boy's full conscience into her own, making them meet face to face in their minds.
Lloyd was the only person that Martel could contact which was still a mystery to Lloyd as well as the rest of Cruxis. Martel seemed to know why, but she never found an instance where it needed to be known.
"I need your guidance," Lloyd said. "How can i try with Uncle Yuan, and keep Colette from worrying about me at the same time?"
"Trust your heart Lloyd," Martel answered. "This is something you must figure out on your own."
Lloyd sighed as the quick conversation came to a close. 'Man, usually Lady Martel would always be able to help me out, why is she making me work this one out by myself?' he thought to himself as he lay on his bed.
However, as he expected, he wasn't sleepy in the smallest bit. 'As good a time as any to think I suppose,'he suggested to himself.
The next morning after everyone had woken up and eaten breakfast, or in Lloyd's case, got up and forced some food down his throat, The two pre-teens made their way to school.
On the way they met up Genis, he was about a head shorter than Colette and wore his usual blue shirt and matching shorts. His silver hair seemed just as wild as Lloyd's spiky brown hair.
As a trio they made their way to the school house, where Genis's older sister, Raine was teaching. They slipped in un-noticed and took their assigned seats just like the rest of the students did. Genis sat in the front row off to the far right, while Colette sat in the very middle of the classroom, and Lloyd in the far left in the back of the room.
Raine walked into the classroom carrying a large bundle of books in one arm and her staff in the other. She set her staff up against her desk and dropped the books with a loud thud onto the desk. She wore her usual orange coat over her white shirt and black pants. Her hair was silver just like her brother, and they had the same color eyes.
"Ok class, seeing as how the Chosen's birthday is this friday, I've decided that this week is going to focus on the Goddess Martel, the angels that serve under her, The Angelic Language, The Journey of Regeneration, and the Desians," Raine declared. There were a series of groans from the students, and some of them quivered at the mention of the Desians. "I think it's only fair, considering in a few years, Colette," Raine said as she motioned to Colette. "Will have to go on a journey to seal the Desians and regenerate the world," She finished.
Colette just smiled as Raine continued to argue with the class. She eventually won and began a lecture on the Goddess Martel.
Lloyd slumped back in his seat, already more eager than usual to get out. 'Here we go again,' he told himself. It was the same every year for Colette's birthday week. They always went over the same stuff, stuff that Lloyd knew since he could talk.
The whole class, with the exceptions of Genis and Colette were extremely grateful when the church bells rang, signifiying it was time for lunch. The class practically raced outside. Genis and Colette just barely managed to meet up with Lloyd before he shot out of the classroom.
"Gee Lloyd," Genis started. "For a Priest to be, you certainly don't care much for the Goddess Martel."
"It's not that I don't care, I mean of course I care," Lloyd started in his defence. "It's just that everyone at the church drills me on this stuff almost everyday," he lied. In truth, they always tried to pry more information from him.
As the class was once again usured back into the classroom,they retook their seats to see Professor Raine writing something different on the board.
"Now, for the rest of the day, we'll be covering the language of the angels, the Angelic Language," Raine explained. Ignoring the disapproval of the ungrateful class, she proceeded to write the basics of the language on the board.
"According to the scriptures left by the angels, they all speak this language, and only use our own when talking to those who don't know it well enough," Raine said as she continued to write on the board. "Also, they are able to manipulate the mana around them through use of this language."
Near the end of class, Raine gave one last assignment. "Now, try to reflect on everything you've learned today," she started as everyone reached for their paper and writting utencils. "However, it has to be written in the Angelic Language, remember, this is graded on effort, so do your best!" she instructed.
Genis was having a panic attack, he learned alot during the course of the day, but he wasn't comfortable with this language.
Colette shifted in her seat. She a good amount of the Angelic Language, more than most people in the village, but to say she was good at writing it rather than speaking it was a totally different story. She turned back to look at Lloyd to see how he was doing, but all she saw was him writting on his paper at an incredible speed. Soon others looked back towards him as well.
'This is too easy,' Lloyd thought to himself with a smirk. The Angelic Language was his primary language, and having spent so much time listening to it in Welgaia and having to translate it into the common language in the church so often, it pretty much became a habit. Within moments, he filled up his whole sheet of paper.
He looked up and saw the whole class staring at him in awe. He smirked and gave a weak wave with one hand whicle the other scratched the back of his head nervously. "Hey guys," he managed to say.
"Let me see this Lloyd," Raine said as she snatched the paper from the boy. She scanned over the paper and in seconds her eyes went wide. "Lloyd, this, this is incredible! Who would have thought that you knew the Angelic Language so well?"
"Ah, well," Lloyd tried to speak, but his words froze in his mouth. "The priests make me practice it all the time," he half lied. "So I guess it's only natural that I got the hang of it."
Raine continued to praise the paper as she walked back to her desk to translate it. 'This is going to a long week,' Lloyd thought to himself with a sigh.
end of chapter four, so....... tell me what you think!
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