Me: Chapter seven! FWEEEEEEEEEE! I'm on a roll!

Rayman: I don't see any bread…

Me: OH, FOR GOODNESS SAKES! THE OTHER ROLL!

Rayman: Oh… Ahem…

Me: What ever. Oh, and I MIGHT write a sequel… If there are enough demands. But any way… Who's turn is it to do the disclaimer?

Doopliss: It's my turn. Myra only owns Charlene, Akle, and the plot. But remember, she only owns Charlene. Not Anna!

-Chapter Seven: Mithos' Return-

The next day was busy. Anna had to spoon feed Lloyd soup to make him better, and Kratos was searching through medical documents to find out what Lloyd's condition really was. He never got a chance to talk to Lloyd that much. There were lots of documents, but none of them fit the terms. Kratos frowned. At this rate, it might be impossible to track the disease in time. Anna sat down next to Lloyd.

"So, are you feeling any better?" She asked. Lloyd shook his head. Anna frowned and stared at the floor. "Your father told me not to leave you… He must be very worried." She smiled a bit. It made her happy that he cared so much. It was late at night, and Anna was a little worried about Kratos. Right on cue, he entered the door.

"I'm back, Anna, Lloyd. Anna, you can go to sleep now." He looked exhausted.

"Did you find it?" Anna asked before heading to bed.

"No… I'm sorry. There were so many documents, I haven't even been through half." Kratos shook his head. Anna frowned, but went to bed. Kratos assumed her position over Lloyd. A few hours passed and Lloyd fell asleep. There was a large crash.

"What was that?!" Kratos nearly jumped out of his seat. It came from Anna's room. "…I'll be right back, Lloyd." By that time, Lloyd was wide awake from the crash. He nodded and Kratos hurried off to Anna's room.

Lloyd felt a chill in the air. The door to the Inn creaked open. He looked around, and… He gasped. Mithos?! How was that possible…? With a wicked smile, Mithos crept forward. Lloyd backed up as far as he could as Mithos continued to stalk him. He gasped, trying to gather enough energy to call for help. Lloyd could barely utter a sound. He backed into a chair, cringing in fear. "Dad…" He croaked, barely able to speak. Mithos' smile widened as he approached him. Lloyd's pupils contracted as he watched in horror. A sudden burst of energy filled his lungs. "Dad… DAD!" He cried, mustering all of the strength he had. Mithos frowned and turned around as the door opened. Kratos only got a quick glance at Mithos before he disappeared. Lloyd wrapped himself into a ball position, tears streaming down his face. Kratos rushed over to his son.

"Lloyd! Are you ok?" He knelt beside him. Lloyd nodded, still crying. Kratos wrapped his arms around his son. "Shh… It's all right… Hush. Mithos is gone. I won't let him touch you…" He whispered. Lloyd nodded. Anna entered the room.

"Lloyd? Kratos?" She looked over the scene. She too knelt next to Lloyd and began to stroke his hair. "There there, baby… What's the matter? Are you hurt?" She comforted. Lloyd shook his head.

"It's Mithos…" Kratos whispered. "He tried to take Lloyd." Anna frowned.

"Somebody tried to kidnap him? Aww, it's ok…" She cooed. "He's gone. Daddy's going to make sure he never comes back." Lloyd was still sobbing, his face wet with tears. Anna sighed. She looked at Kratos, then back to her son. She took a deep breath and began to sing the lullaby that Kratos had sung the night before. Her voice was soft and pure. It was almost like the female equivalent to Kratos' voice. And then, Kratos joined in too. Lloyd stopped crying, though his face was still damp. The voices of his parents in unison were like… The eye of a tornado or the calm after a storm. Where there had once been desolate fear and hurt, it was peaceful… No, beyond peaceful. It was darn near heaven. The notes strung together as if they were created that way. Lloyd's eyes were forcing themselves shut again. But… He wanted to stay awake for this song more than the last. Kratos and Anna's voices sounded like they were made for each other. It was almost as if they were both angels. And then, Lloyd lost control over his eyes. He drifted off into a deep sleep, guided by the voices of his parents. Kratos and Anna finished on the verse they were on and Kratos gently placed Lloyd in front of the fire. He looked back up at Anna.

"You should get some rest. I'll be the night guard." Kratos told her. Anna nodded and left to her room.

"…I said this once, and I'll say it again. I'll never let anything happen to you." He whispered. The Inn was silent for the rest of that night, the only sound was Lloyd's slow breathing.

Me: I'm writing very sentimental stuff lately…

Rayman: Yeah, what IS with that?

Me: Oh well, that'll change a little next chapter.

Doopliss: Uh-oh! What in the WORLD are you going to do?!

En: I sense a plot twist…