I do not own Tales of the Abyss.
Exposed
~12 months~
Fon Master Ion sat in the box seat balcony over the crowds of people. Arietta stood beside him muttering about how weird people are. Oh my naïve pet you have no clue. Ion watched in silence as Peony knelt down to receive the crown. Ion smiled to himself. Peony is a kind and caring person. He will make a good emperor, at least until this world ceases to exist. The crowd of people cheered loudly for their new emperor. Peony rose and gave a speech on how he promised to do everything he could to make Malkuth peaceful and prosperous. The people cheered and praise their emperor as they were dismissed to the great feast that had been prepared.
Arietta made a clicking sound with her tongue and Ion looked at her. "Should we join the weird people for festivities Ion-Sama?" Arietta asked. Ion stood up and smiled, "No my pet. I do not feel that festive." Arietta looked slightly disappointed but bowed to Ion, "Yes Ion-Sama." Because I have to die…it will make no difference to those pieces of trash. How stupid. Pathetic that before too long I will be no different than those inferior pieces of trash.
Fon Master Ion lead Arietta out of the palace and toward the ship that would take them back to Daath. Arietta still looked slightly upset. Ion sighed, "Arietta please do not look so sad. Some other time we will join in the festivities okay?" Arietta smiled, "Yes another time." Ion held out his hand to her, "Come my pet." Arietta smiled happily and put her hand in Ion's. I don't want to leave my precious pet alone, defenseless. Ion tighted his grip on Arietta's hand slightly and she looked up at him. "Is something wrong Ion-Sama. Ion faced a smile and replied, "Don't worry my pet it's a trivial matter." My life is ebbing away and there is nothing I can do but welcome it with open arms. It's pathetic. I'm pathetic. A slave to the Score just like the rest of this world's trash.
Ion pulled Arietta into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Thank you Ion-Sama," Arietta said softly. Oh my precious Arietta. I never want to let you go my pet. A shout interrupted Ion's thoughts of his pet. "Fon Master! The plan between you and the Commandant has already been revealed!" Ion turned toward the man and smiled, "Oh?" "Surrender to us! We can still fix this! We can still change it back to normal!" the man shouted. Surrender? To you? You pathetic piece of trash. I think not. Change? I'm doing this for change! The man stepped forward and continued, "The things you are doing are a disgrace! It's disgusting!" Disgrace? You're the disgrace. Disgusting? You are far more disgusting than I am, of that I can assure you. "To make Fon Master replicas!" The man shouted as he drew his sword. "Replicas?" Arietta repeated curiously. Ion took a step forward, "Trash." "What?" The man snapped. Ion looked up, "You all are just trash." My feelings after knowing everything and at the same time knowing the end of my own life. Will you trash ever learn anything? The man lunged toward Fon Master Ion with his blade ready to strike as his men pulled out their swords to be on the defensive. "ION-SAMA!" Arietta screamed as she threw herself in front of the Fon Master and was struck down by the man.
Horror flashed across Ion's face for a fraction of a second before anger overcame him. The Fon Master's voice darkened with rage and hatred as he spoke, "The only one who can hurt my pet…IS ME!" Ion lunged forward and wiped out the men with his Fonic Arte. Ion spun around and ran to where Arietta was laying on the ground bleeding. Ion pushed the hair back from her face and whispered, "My precious Arietta. My pet." You shouldn't have interfered. I was wanting to toy with them for a while. I wanted them to taste despair.