~Jetagu~
Hey what's up my loyal fan base..oh yeah..there is no fan base I
remember now. Ah well.for all those out there that continue to read my
story, even after prolonged delays, I have updated yet again. As those who
know I don't follow necessarily what the game shows. Think of the game as a
nice little outline and I am just filling in what really should have
happened. Anyway, I feel that this little chapter in my story is about half
over. Then all that is left is my final chapter or book as some like to
call it. But for all of those who just can't get enough of my story I am
thinking of writing a sequel to my story. (Sounds of applause and cheering
resounding around the world.yeah right) I am thinking of calling it "Where
Angels Lose Their Way" and I give praise to whoever can tell me what video
game that saying is from. Its only one of the cooler Playstation game
sequels to a game made for the super Nintendo. And yes that was a big clue
to what game it was.
Oh yeah one more thing. you must remember that this story is merely based on the game in no way does this story follow the game. So things that happen in this story will probably not happen the same way in the game.
Oh well on with the story
Ryu stood in the threshold of the house, his sharp eyes searching the room for any dangers. Too often he has found himself doing just what he is doing now. He cursed his defensiveness but also praised it. It had saved his life on many occasions, as well as hers. Ryu's eyes connected with hers for a brief moment, but just long enough to replay all that has happened between them in the last year. He gave a small timid smile as he walked up to her and brushed his hands against her hips.
"Ryu, we should be getting downstairs.everyone has been waiting longer than they should have." Nina said with an innocent sound to her voice.
"It really isn't my fault that you happened to find your way into the shower with me now is it?" Ryu replied "Besides, I don't think they really would mind that much for the delay and if they did we could always just say I had a problem getting my cloths on."
"In any case we shouldn't be up here for very much longer. We still need to make our way to the capital, or did you forget?"
"You know that is something that I can never forget.but there is something I have to do here first."
"Really? What do you have to do here?" Nina asked showing a questioning glance and a worried expression.
"I just have something to do. I can't explain it right now, and when the time comes I don't think that I will want to, but you have to trust me when I say that you shouldn't worry about it. Do you trust me?"
"You know I do. I love you. That doesn't come without complete trust."
"I know."
Ryu looked at the box sitting in front of him. It was a long brown mahogany chest with what seemed to be a very intricately detailed dragon winding around it. The dragon wound around box to reach back to its tail, taking it in its mouth.
"Eternal." Said Ryu as he ran his fingers along the joining of the tail and mouth, "Nina, this box is very old. Probably made while the ancients were still around, long before dragons came and changed the flow of life. This must have been very expensive."
Smiling Nina leaned over the table and kissed his cheek and said "Ryu, why don't you open the box and see what's in it."
"Yeah Ryu! I'm sure that Nina wants ya' to see what it is." Cray stated as he smacked Ryu hard on the back.
Slowly, feeling a great energy flowing from the box, he pulled the latch on the box back and stared at the sword that was lying incased.
"I hope you like it Ryu. It was luck that I found something this rare. It is said to be the only sword like it in the world. Its called." but Nina was quickly interrupted by Ryu.
"Its called Ko' Nasui Yatchuko," Ryu spoke in a low rumbling voice, one no one in the party had ever heard, one that frightened most of them to the very core, as if the words had sucked the air from their lungs, leaving a cold and hollow feeling in each. "Well, that is what it is called in the ancient tongue or commonly known as Dragonian. Translated it means 'Destroyer of the Winged Gods' or more commonly called the Dragon Slayer. And you are right Nina it is one of a kind. The smith that made this was not of this world, akin to me in fact. From what I learned in the village of summoners, he created it to be a dragon relic. This sword would have countless twins where my true home is, all relics of the great wars. Wars that should never have been fought." A serious and saddened expression passed Ryu's face.
"I.I'm sorry Ryu. I didn't know this sword would bring such a negative feeling for you. I just thought you would like it. I guess I just wasn't thinking." Nina looked at Ryu, her eyes slightly watering, a single tear running down her cheek.
But Ryu just smiled at her and rose from his seat to walk to her side. Taking his hand and cupped her face. Slowly bringing himself closer to her until he simply kissed away her tear. "Don't ever think that I wouldn't like anything you put thought into. Don't you ever think that I wouldn't. This, in fact, is exactly what I have been looking for. I wasn't disappointed in you or your gift. I was disappointed in my people."
The night was clear and festive cries still rang across the entire city, the celebration still had not ended. But he didn't care about that. He laid back and looked at all he received. All the useful stuff at any rate. He got Chest Plates from Cray, Leggings from Ursula, Gauntlets from Scias, and of course, the sword. He also received something from Ershin, but there was no use in trying to understand what's going on in that walking armor's head. All the clues he got was a simple, "Ershin told Ershin that Ryu might be needing something only Ershin could get. So Ershin did and Ershin got praise from Ershin." He was still wondering what the use of it was. He doubted a simple stone could do anything. Even to the keen eye there was nothing different about this particular rock to any other. For him it was an impossible riddle. It was quickly getting darker, the sky now velvet, a cool breeze lightly blowing the curtains separating the room and the balcony. His deep gaze taking in every movement of the sleek figure lying beside him. The time to do what was needed was now. He slowly crawled from under the covers of the bed and fastened the newly acquired armor to his body and walked quietly from the room. The hallway was dark and empty. He walked carefully, avoiding all the spots in the floor he knew to make noise and approached the banister that overlooked the floor below. Lightly and with the grace he was born of he vaulted over the railing and landed on the floor with a small squeak of the floorboards below him. Touching the hilt of his new sword he walked out the door. Soon to finish what was started so long ago. The night turned darker still as clouds and filled the air. The building standing in front of him was illuminated by the light that danced across the clouds until it met with the same fate of all energy. He walked to the doors and crossed the threshold. The air within the building was musty and stale. The smell of iron was strong in the air, the smell of blood. It was so strong to him it was tangible. The air almost had a life of its own. He didn't know the reason for this he just knew that it was not something that he would walk through without caution. Slowly he readied his sword. Pulling it from its sheath with relative ease from constant practice and readied his nerves for the long night he knew was sure to come. ~Jetagu~
So how was this installment. okay so I am laying some ground rules. Five reviews for the chapter and I will write another. Write ten reviews and you get it posted much quicker than I probably would have originally. It sounds fair. I need input to see if anyone out there is still reading this.
Oh yeah one more thing. you must remember that this story is merely based on the game in no way does this story follow the game. So things that happen in this story will probably not happen the same way in the game.
Oh well on with the story
Ryu stood in the threshold of the house, his sharp eyes searching the room for any dangers. Too often he has found himself doing just what he is doing now. He cursed his defensiveness but also praised it. It had saved his life on many occasions, as well as hers. Ryu's eyes connected with hers for a brief moment, but just long enough to replay all that has happened between them in the last year. He gave a small timid smile as he walked up to her and brushed his hands against her hips.
"Ryu, we should be getting downstairs.everyone has been waiting longer than they should have." Nina said with an innocent sound to her voice.
"It really isn't my fault that you happened to find your way into the shower with me now is it?" Ryu replied "Besides, I don't think they really would mind that much for the delay and if they did we could always just say I had a problem getting my cloths on."
"In any case we shouldn't be up here for very much longer. We still need to make our way to the capital, or did you forget?"
"You know that is something that I can never forget.but there is something I have to do here first."
"Really? What do you have to do here?" Nina asked showing a questioning glance and a worried expression.
"I just have something to do. I can't explain it right now, and when the time comes I don't think that I will want to, but you have to trust me when I say that you shouldn't worry about it. Do you trust me?"
"You know I do. I love you. That doesn't come without complete trust."
"I know."
Ryu looked at the box sitting in front of him. It was a long brown mahogany chest with what seemed to be a very intricately detailed dragon winding around it. The dragon wound around box to reach back to its tail, taking it in its mouth.
"Eternal." Said Ryu as he ran his fingers along the joining of the tail and mouth, "Nina, this box is very old. Probably made while the ancients were still around, long before dragons came and changed the flow of life. This must have been very expensive."
Smiling Nina leaned over the table and kissed his cheek and said "Ryu, why don't you open the box and see what's in it."
"Yeah Ryu! I'm sure that Nina wants ya' to see what it is." Cray stated as he smacked Ryu hard on the back.
Slowly, feeling a great energy flowing from the box, he pulled the latch on the box back and stared at the sword that was lying incased.
"I hope you like it Ryu. It was luck that I found something this rare. It is said to be the only sword like it in the world. Its called." but Nina was quickly interrupted by Ryu.
"Its called Ko' Nasui Yatchuko," Ryu spoke in a low rumbling voice, one no one in the party had ever heard, one that frightened most of them to the very core, as if the words had sucked the air from their lungs, leaving a cold and hollow feeling in each. "Well, that is what it is called in the ancient tongue or commonly known as Dragonian. Translated it means 'Destroyer of the Winged Gods' or more commonly called the Dragon Slayer. And you are right Nina it is one of a kind. The smith that made this was not of this world, akin to me in fact. From what I learned in the village of summoners, he created it to be a dragon relic. This sword would have countless twins where my true home is, all relics of the great wars. Wars that should never have been fought." A serious and saddened expression passed Ryu's face.
"I.I'm sorry Ryu. I didn't know this sword would bring such a negative feeling for you. I just thought you would like it. I guess I just wasn't thinking." Nina looked at Ryu, her eyes slightly watering, a single tear running down her cheek.
But Ryu just smiled at her and rose from his seat to walk to her side. Taking his hand and cupped her face. Slowly bringing himself closer to her until he simply kissed away her tear. "Don't ever think that I wouldn't like anything you put thought into. Don't you ever think that I wouldn't. This, in fact, is exactly what I have been looking for. I wasn't disappointed in you or your gift. I was disappointed in my people."
The night was clear and festive cries still rang across the entire city, the celebration still had not ended. But he didn't care about that. He laid back and looked at all he received. All the useful stuff at any rate. He got Chest Plates from Cray, Leggings from Ursula, Gauntlets from Scias, and of course, the sword. He also received something from Ershin, but there was no use in trying to understand what's going on in that walking armor's head. All the clues he got was a simple, "Ershin told Ershin that Ryu might be needing something only Ershin could get. So Ershin did and Ershin got praise from Ershin." He was still wondering what the use of it was. He doubted a simple stone could do anything. Even to the keen eye there was nothing different about this particular rock to any other. For him it was an impossible riddle. It was quickly getting darker, the sky now velvet, a cool breeze lightly blowing the curtains separating the room and the balcony. His deep gaze taking in every movement of the sleek figure lying beside him. The time to do what was needed was now. He slowly crawled from under the covers of the bed and fastened the newly acquired armor to his body and walked quietly from the room. The hallway was dark and empty. He walked carefully, avoiding all the spots in the floor he knew to make noise and approached the banister that overlooked the floor below. Lightly and with the grace he was born of he vaulted over the railing and landed on the floor with a small squeak of the floorboards below him. Touching the hilt of his new sword he walked out the door. Soon to finish what was started so long ago. The night turned darker still as clouds and filled the air. The building standing in front of him was illuminated by the light that danced across the clouds until it met with the same fate of all energy. He walked to the doors and crossed the threshold. The air within the building was musty and stale. The smell of iron was strong in the air, the smell of blood. It was so strong to him it was tangible. The air almost had a life of its own. He didn't know the reason for this he just knew that it was not something that he would walk through without caution. Slowly he readied his sword. Pulling it from its sheath with relative ease from constant practice and readied his nerves for the long night he knew was sure to come. ~Jetagu~
So how was this installment. okay so I am laying some ground rules. Five reviews for the chapter and I will write another. Write ten reviews and you get it posted much quicker than I probably would have originally. It sounds fair. I need input to see if anyone out there is still reading this.
