I do not own anything to do with Tales of Symphonia. Neither do I own the song that it mentioned...

I have permission to use certain people.


"Today we will begin your lives on our world," Yggdrasil stated to the four new members of Cruxis. "Concetta has already begun her transformation into one of us and the other three of you will begin today."

"First you will all be taken to the altars of your summon spirits," Yuan explained. "There, you will receive your elements. It will not be until tomorrow that you are to receive your summon spirits 'trust.' Following that we will be activating your Cruxis Crystals."

"Why do you say trust so oddly," Andrea asked. "Will they really trust us?"

"I... doubt it," Yuan said, getting an angry glare from Yggdrasil but disgregarding it completely. "The only reason you can become their masters and mistresses is because it was added into the pact; originally for us and not you. The summon spirits no longer trust us and will probably no longer have any tolerance for people after their pacts no longer have a vow to rely upon."

"Do you mind if I ask one more question," Andrea asked again.

"If you must, then of course," Yuan answered looking impatient with having to answer questions.

"Concetta's Cruxis Crystal has been activated, correct? Would we have to fight to the death with somebody to activate ours?

"Yes," Yggdrasil answered, "though your opponents will not be as advanced in their fighting training as hers. There will just simply be more of them and we will have people to heal you if something goes out of hand."

"Oh, and I hope you don't mind my asking," Concetta began, "but why did nobody try to heal me during my battle."

"Lady Concetta," Yuan started to explain, "after your previous words about battling Origin, Lord Yggdrasil decided that it would not be beneficial if you had stayed. He claimed that you and your companions were simply a luxury and you needed not to survive that battle."

"Well, that's a nice thing to say about somebody who is about to move in with you," Danaisa said.

"That reminds me," Yggdrasil started. "Concetta, you will be doing as you wish for the day; including going to the other worlds. We need not for you to be at the altars or in the battle grounds where your companions will be getting their Cruxis Crystals activated."

"Lord Yggdrasil," Kratos interjected. "Do you not think that she should be staying in Derris-Kharlan? People on land may try to take her to a doctor."

"Hmm... I guess your correct, Kratos. You're not as useless as you've made me believe in the past few years. Concetta, you will be staying here in Derris-Kharlan for the day. Do not leave."

"Yes, Lord Yggdrasil," Concetta answered.

"Why would people want to take her to a docter," Pasiara asked. "If whatever she has is contagious I swear I will kill her."

"(*Sigh*) You will see for yourself soon enough, Lady Pasiara," Yuan answered; not enjoying having to hear anything come from her mouth.

When the people who were to be going to the altars were gone and Concetta was home alone she decided that being alone would let her finally let loose.

I haven't been able to express myself for days, she thought to herself. I need a chance to do... something. I haven't danced since Monday and I won't be in dance class for the rest of my life so... I might as well. The only problem is that I don't have a music source...

Concetta had brought her iPod in hopes that somebody could use lightning magic and charge it. If it didn't work then...

Wait a second. I had an iPod docking station at home... when I had a house for a home. I'm a psych so I should be able to go to my home world whenever I wanted to. I might as well try... With that there was a small flash of light and she was gone...

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"Where are we going now," Pasiara asked. She had been asking questions then seeming unimpressed and annoyed with the answers. The others were growing tired of her complaints.

First they hit all of the seals in Tethe'Alla; first the Seal of Earth, then lightning, and lastly ice. Pasiara was restless the entire time and was complaining that her seal wasn't first. When she finally got to the Temple of Ice she complained that it was too cold for her.

"Ugh! Why can't my temple be in a cool floating city," Pasiara asked quite annoyingly. "Don't you think I'm worth more than some freezing cold hole in the wall?"

"Silence," exclaimed Kratos who had grown tired of her stupidity. "I have had enough of your outbursts and obvious incompetency. If you say another word that isn't appropriate for this trip and for our INTELLEGANCE LEVEL then you can consider yourself deceased!"

"Kratos, that's enough," Yggdrasil explained, threatening him with magic. "Do not anger Lady Pasiara."

"My apologies, Lord Yggdrasil. My actions were unnecessary. Please forgive me. I wish to know what the reasons for the psych and her companions so I would be advised as to what the appropriate actions would be."

"... Fine," was Yggdrasil's only response. Pasiara looked at Kratos as if she had defeated him and was gloating with her eyes.

She's going to be hard to train, Kratos thought. Why did I agree to train her again? I may just let her die... no. Lord Yggdrasil would not approve of that. Damn! He has a reason for her to be here, I'm sure of it; and if he's willing to keep somebody like her here. If it weren't important then I'm sure she would have lost her head by now.

The party continued to Sylvarant where they hit the Seal of Wind, then water, and lastly, light. Once again Pasiara was unhappy with the fact that her seal was last but both Kratos and Yuan had to try their hardest not to kill her.

After all of the seals had been hit they returned to the Holy Ground of Kharlan where they met Pronyma.

Yggdrasil was the first to speak. "Pronyma; have you prepared the Desian battles?"

"Yes, Lord Yggdrasil. There are one hundred Desians ready for battle in the Iselia ranch. Lord Forcystus will be providing the battle grounds."

"Good, Pronyma. Please inform Forcystus that we will be on our way. The battles will start immediately when we arrive."

"Yes, my lord."

"Wait one second," Pasiara jumped in. "One hundred 'Desians?' What are 'Desians' and why do we have to fight a hundred of them?"

"Lady Pasiara," Pronyma began to explain. "The Desians are half-elves working for Cruxis to make the Chosen feel like she is doing something productive. They have to fight the Chosen to activate the Chosen's Cruxis Crystal; and if the Chosen succeeds in her Journey of Regeneration then the Desians go away." It was quite obvious that Pronyma was trying to speak in terms that Pasiara would understand. "You will be fighting Desians until your Cruxis Crystal activates. It shouldn't take long."

"I don't want to fight; I don't even have a weapon. What am I supposed to fight with?"

"We were going to be getting to that," Yuan said. "What kind of weapon would you chose?"

Danaisa opted for a bow and arrows; she claimed that she would be using mostly magic anyways.

Andrea wanted something more masculine; a large single-edged sword that was larger in width than his theigh. He would also be able to use magic but he preferred physical attacks.

Pasiara took a five foot long whip; black leather whip (which Concetta would say was for something dirty) with a sharp metal shard on the end. She preferred magic but also enjoyed physical attacks with some sting. She kept a dagger on her person for close range attacking.

They went to the Iselia Human Ranch to fight and, to their surprise, Pasiara was the one who lasted longest before her Cruxis Crystal activated. Both Andrea and Danaisa could only handle thirty each and Pasiara took down fourty. Everybody was in awe over her fighting ability.

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She knew this place. This was her bedroom... at her dad's house. That was exactly where Concetta had used her power to take her. She was ecstatic that her powers had worked but it hurt so much! They told her that it would take a lot of her energy but this was a lot more than she had anticipated. One of her cats was sitting on her bed and was excited by the return of one of his masters. He began meowing with joy and Concetta really hoped that nobody was home to hear it. It was a Friday so her dad would be at work and her brother would be at school. Good, she thought. This means I can regain my energy before leaving. It was around noontime so she would be safe there for about two hours. A little bit of rest couldn't hurt...

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"He-llo kit-ty-cat-ty! How are you to-day! Oooooh kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty CAAAAAAT," a voice sang.

Concetta woke up to hear this voice. She recognized this voice and the non-stop use of childish language and terrible songs created on the spot. She hated this childish language and songs coming from an old man who had something against wearing shirts in his house. Sadly, this was her dad.

What is going on...? I have to get out of here! Concetta was panicking non-stop. She had been sleeping for about... two hours... Damn! I should have set an alarm! I have to get out of here now! But... what about the docking station... Her docking station was big; actually it was huge. It would be hard to carry it all back with her but she would have to try. The bedroom door was closed so she wouldn't be seen and her dad's hearing wasn't great so she was pretty sure that she would be safe. She quickly followed the power cord to, where else, behind the bed. She would have to move the bed slowly and quietly as to not be heard. This would be a challenge because that bed was at least eleven years old and squeaked at anything. (*Mental Sigh*) This is going to suck. When she finally got the bed moved she unplugged the dick and tried to put it as well as she could back into the box that was, sadly, still sitting at the foot of her bed. She would need to use all of her energy up again just to get back to Derris-Kharlan, but she did it anyways.

Concetta arrived back in Derris-Kharlan and had to walk, despite having absolutely no energy and about to faint, with the box all the way back to her room. She found it unfortunate that she had to warp to one spot in the castle and couldn't choose where in the castle she would go. When she got to her room she opened up a small cabinet in her room that she had no other use for and set up her station there. She found it funny that the thing powered itself but then again that could in theory work if you lived on a planet made entirely of the main-worlds power source. When she had this set up and the cabinet closed and locked, she fainted on the bed from the lack of energy...

She woke up another two hours later to hear the sound of voices and realized that the others must have just gotten back from the seals and activating the Cruxis Crystals. She stood and began to walk to the main area of the castle to meet her companions...

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"Where is Lady Concetta," Yggdrasil asked an angel that he saw on the way back into Derris-Kharlan.

"She should still be in the castle, m'lord."

"Good."

The party walked on without a word. Andrea was being his usual quiet self, Danaisa was not very comfortable speaking with any of the others, and Pasiara was too busy admiring her newly acquired wings. Yes, they all had received their wings and were enjoying them immensely. Pasiara had bright pink wings, even more pink than Yuan's; who she couldn't help laughing at for having pink wings. Danaisa's wings were a light grassy green and lastly Andrea's wings came out as a dark blue that was still somehow bright. When they approached the main area of the castle Yuan began arguing with Pasiara as to why she should put her wings away.

"You will have those wings forever, Lady Pasiara, you don't need to keep them out all of the time. Your fluttering is starting to give me a seizure."

"You have pink wings too, Lord Yuan... or should I call you lady? Regardless you should know how I feel."

"Do not disrespect your elders, young lady."

"Once again, you aren't that much older than I am."

"(*Sigh*) I guess we have yet to explain that to you guys, don't we?"

"You already said that I should be respectful but you don't respect me."

"Lady Pasiara, just please shut your mouth. Go back to admiring your wings if you need to just please shut up!"

"No."

"Must you be so spiteful?"

"Are you calling me spiteful, Lady Yuan?"

"I swear..."

"You even have the long feminine hair!" While saying that she gave a tug to his ponytail.

"Leave the hair out of this," Danaisa added whilst giggling. She secretly thought that Pasiara was right but she had grown to respect Yuan too much to say it.

"Hey," yelled Concetta whilst walking up to the group. She got about half-way to them before collapsing.

"Oh my god," yelled Pasiara. "What happened to her!? She's turning ghost white! Is she dead?"

"No, she is not dead," Kratos explained. "She is going through the angel transformation. This is why the people on the main land's would call a doctor."

"Wait... will I have to go through that," Pasiara asked selfishly.

"Yes," Yuan answered, "though yours should be coming sooner than hers. Hers was unnaturally late and we were worried that it would not happen at all."

"Kratos; take her back to her bedroom," Yggdrasil demanded. "When you are done there come back to me immediately. The rest of you shall also be returning to your rooms."

"Yes, Lord Yggdrasil," answered everybody with the exception of Pasiara; who was, once again, batting her wings but this time wondering if they were good or bad.

"I... can walk," Concetta said faintly as Kratos tried to pick her up. He set her back down on the ground to see if she actually could walk and her knees buckled after taking two steps. "Ugh... scratch that" She then began coughing violently. "I'll... be alright... in a few... minutes"

"Don't speak," Kratos demanded. "You're straining yourself too much." Concetta just nodded in response.

After they had all returned to their rooms Kratos and Yuan met Yggdrasil in his room to find out the reason for the psych and her companions. Yggdrasil finished his explanation by saying, "although it is quite impossible, we could be killed sometime. When we do our legacies must continue..."

When their "meeting" was over Yuan approached Kratos.

"Does he not know that you've already had a son," Yuan asked.

"Yes, he does. He was chasing me for quite a while. He also knows what became of my family..."

"Sorry to bring up a sore subject but you do need to confront it..."

"I already have confronted it," Kratos said, looking embarrassed, "with Lady Concetta."

"So already getting started with what Yggdrasil just-"

"Don't finish that sentence," Kratos interrupted. "Nobody could replace-"

"I thought you said you confronted it?"

"I did. When she was dreaming and the rest of you had left she started talking again... to Anna"

"She was talking to Anna? I'm not sure I understand what you mean."

"She continued to sleep-talk and she was speaking with her... when she awoke I was just leaving and she stopped me."

"Then that's when the two of you started talking?"

"Yes. She was crying... bawling more accurately. She was sobbing endlessly over my tragedy."

"So Yggdrasil wasn't kidding when he said that these people were made for us."

"She couldn't have been made for me she's nothing like-"

"Oh she's exactly like her and you know it. She's probably just like Anna was at that a-"

"I highly doubt it. Don't they say that everybody's different?"

"Kratos, do you actually believe that? And anyways, she's a psych; the only reason for her birth was so she could be exactly what is needed or her. She wouldn't be existing right now if she wasn't meant for you."

"They say everybody has a soul mate. I've already found mine... and lost her."

"Yeah but once again, you don't actually believe that. Also, psychs aren't meant to be alive therefore they can be fated to be a person's second soul mate."

"So, Yuan, are you going to be taking Danaisa over Martel?"

"That's different-"

"It's exactly the same. You had already found love then Yggdrasil uses his powers to create another girl that is suitable for you. He never did really feel right about you and Mar-"

At this moment Yuan punched Kratos in the shoulder. "Leave Martel out of this."

"Then leave Anna out of this," Kratos said, giving Yuan an angry glare. "Yggdrasil is ruining both of our lives-"

"Then why are we still working for him, Kratos? Why don't we just turn on him and his ordeals?"

"I've already betrayed him once, Yuan. If I were to betray him again I would have to remain inconspicuous. And, in all honesty, I don't have anything to fight for anymore. Yggdrasil has beaten me."

"Kratos, you're losing yourself. Don't lose your ability to fight back!"

"It's too late! There's nothing left in this world for me."

"So what, are you just going to allow yourself to wither and die at the hands of Yggdrasil; the person who was once simply a child compared to you? The one who is sixteenyears younger than you? "

"When you've been around for four thousand years, sixteen years becomes nothing."

"Yeah, then I guess six years is nothing, too-"

"Why do you insist on bringing us back to this topic?"

"Because you have to realize that it is in the past and get over it."

Just then Yggdrasil joined them. "We must tell our story to the psych and her companions. I'm growing tired with Pasiara's ignorance on this topic. Now we simply have to wait for Concetta to come back to her senses."

"It has occurred to me that Concetta is already well educated on our status and place," Kratos interjected. "We do not have to wait for her because she already knows everything we would have to say."

"Fine then. Go retrieve the other three. We will tell them our story."

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Everybody was gathered into one single room for an explanation of what it is they are working for.

"As you already know we are an organization called Cruxis and we run the Desians and the Church of Martel," Yggdrasil explained. "Martel was once one of our group and is the fourth seraphim. She is also... my older sister."

The three new comers all gasped simultaneously. "Your sister is a goddess," Pasiara asked in disbelief.

"She was a normal half-elf until she was killed during the war four thousand years ago. We were the ones who ended the war but some inferior human murdered her."

"Why do you call humans inferior," Andrea asked. "Both Kratos and Concetta are-"

"Were human," Mithos interrupted, now in his twelve-year-old child form. "They have both become angels of Cruxis and are losing what makes them human. They have both received their wings as proof of their belonging to Cruxis." Kratos was staring off into space and trying his best not to listen to them speak like he wasn't present.

"Wasn't that war ended-" started Andrea.

"Yes, four thousand years ago. We used our Cruxis Crystals and stopped out aging. We will be doing that same thing for all of you."

"That reminds me," Yuan said, finally joining the conversation. "Lord Yggdrasil's age was stopped young. Lady Pasiara, your age will be stopped here and we will be creating and twelve-year-old and an adult body for you."

"When will you be doing that," Pasiara asked in response.

"Immediately after this conversation ends," Mithos answered. "Well, continuing on; we created Cruxis to revive Martel and to make her final wish come true. Her final wish was for there to be no more discrimination in the world. We separated the two warring countries into two separate worlds and are now trying to create our world where everybody is equal."

"And how do you plan on doing that," Danaisa asked.

"That is only for us to know, Lady Danaisa. Though, I assure you, you will enjoy it when it happens." Yuan rolled his eyes at this comment but nobody really noticed. "Anyways," Mithos continued, "the Chosen one in the declining world goes through the Journey of Regeneration to reverse the flow of mana and cause their world to begin flourishing."

That was all the three of them thought they needed to know. Nobody asked anymore questions and they all went off to bed.

Concetta was awake and had been for quite a while. She had been using her docking station and the fact that her bedroom was completely soundproof (people could hear her scream the night before because her bedroom door had been left open) to express herself. Music was all she had left of her old life. She loved to sing and dance, and whenever she was alone she would turn on some music and let her emotions go whether with singing or dancing. Regardless, she was just finishing up here. She needed not be at that meeting because she already knew what she thought was everything about Cruxis.

She turned off her music and was just walking out of her when she met up with Danaisa.

"Hey, Concetta! I'm going to get something to eat; do you want to join me?"

"I'm not that hungry," Concetta answered, "but sure, I'll go with you."

The two girls walked to the kitchen at the end of their hallway and sat down while Danaisa began making dinner for herself.

"So... we're turning into angels..." Danaisa said; trying to start a conversation.

"Yeah, what happened to me today is only the beginning. It's going to happen a few more times and to you guys, too."

"Our ages are going to be stopped, aren't they?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure. But they won't try anything until we're older; in our twenties, probably."

"Well, I was just talking to them and there is something their not telling us."

"You don't have to worry, Danaisa, I already know everything about Cruxis so if there is something that they didn't tell you then I probably already know it. You don't have to worry."

"I need you to tell me, is Cruxis good or bad?"

"I think we should be having this conversation in one of the soundproof bedrooms."

"Alright then, I'll meet you in your bedroom in a minute; I need to finish making my dinner."

"Okay then. You can eat in my room so we don't waste time."

A few minutes later Danaisa met Concetta in Concetta's bedroom. Concetta began playing music but, as curious as she was, Danaisa didn't ask.

"So, what is it? Is Cruxis good or bad?"

"Cruxis is... terrible. Both Yuan and Kratos have turned the backs on Mithos' ordeals. I plan to turn on them as well but I'm not sure how yet."

"What is so terrible about Cruxis?"

"Mithos is killing numerous people for his own ordeals. He wants to make a world of..."

"Of?..."

"Lifeless beings. All half-elves but nobody is different, there is nothing unique about anything, and nobody can actually think."

"So they just stand there?"

"No, they do respond when spoken to and I think they can have their own conversations but they are like robots."

"Mithos wants to make a world like this?"

"Yes. Martel's final wish was to end discrimination. He thinks that the only way to get rid of prejudices was to make everybody exactly the same. If everybody is the same then there is no way you could discriminate because everybody is exactly like you."

"But then there will be no population! There will just be a whole lot of things that could be filed under 'inanimate objects.'"

"Exactly why I want to help take down Cruxis from the inside. I'm sure Andrea would join us, too, if we told him everything."

"So this is the plan that Mithos said that I would like... he couldn't have been more wrong."

"There are a few ways we could go about doing this; we could try to kill Yggdrasil therefore transferring all of his power to either Kratos or Yuan, we could stick it out here for a while longer then wait for Cruxis to fall on its own, we could join the Renegades to stop Cruxis, or... we could start our own organization to take it down."

"Killing Yggdrasil could very much backfire. Keep in mind, he's a lot stronger and a lot older than we are."

"I've realized that."

"Cruxis may not fall on its own. Honestly, it's survived for this long, it will probably survive for thousands of years longer."

"Danaisa, I know about the fall of Cruxis. That's how I know about the Renegades and how we could join them."

"Yes, Concetta, I realize you know all of this. Joining these Renegades could be good but I think it would be more productive to take matters into our own hands."

"So you want to create an organization of your own?"

"Of course. I don't know that I trust these 'Renegades' and I don't know anything about them at all. What can you tell me?"

"I can only tell you about the Renegades if you plan on joining them."

"Fine, then help me brainstorm ideas for a new organization."

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Danaisa and Concetta called Andrea to talk to them. He agreed to join them with their new organization to take Cruxis down to the ground. Whenever they weren't being trained or receiving their new skills they were permitted to go where they please; but that would only take effect after their angel transformation was complete. Both Danaisa and Andrea got sick from their first stage of the angel transformation that evening and Pasiara, the next morning. That day they waited for Pasiara to come back to a stable condition before leaving to get the rest of their summon spirits.

They started in Tethe'Alla, getting Andrea's Gnome, Volt and Maxwell, and getting Pasiara's Celsius. They then travelled to Sylvarant to get Pasiara's Luna and Aska, and to get Danaisa's Sylph, Undine, and Ratatosk. Ratatosk proved difficult because he had been diverted to core form; though it was still possible with some extra prayers and help from Centurion Tenebrae who was for some reason not in core form.

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The others have gone again, Concetta thought to herself. She was alone in the castle because everybody else was helping with the summon spirit rituals. I'm glad I got mine done earlier. I finally get to have some time to myself. I can probably dance again; I don't get very many chances to. Concetta was dancing for hours since becoming an angel has heightened her endurance. In the years she had learned numerous kinds of dance, from hip-hop to ballet, tap to jazz, pretty much any style she had covered. She planned on dancing until she gave out...

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Where is Concetta, Kratos thought. He had gotten word from some of the other angels that they had not seen her leave her room all day and Yggdrasil had sent him to investigate. If she's going through the next part of the angel transformation then she won't have any more dreams or connections to Anna.

Kratos knocked on Concetta's bedroom door.

No response.

He knocked harder. He didn't want to walk in on something that he would regret.

Still, no response.

He made the decision to go in. If he saw something he wasn't supposed to then he would tell her that she wasn't responding to him so he thought there was something the matter.

When he walked into the room he heard music. He had never heard music from her home world before so her was slightly surprised to hear it here. He noticed all of the furniture moved out of the way with the exception of the bed (which, once again, goes with Pasiara's need for the whip. It was for her, after all, that they bolted down the beds and sound proofed the rooms). The song that was playing was slow and gentle; it made him think of ballroom. That's when he finally looked into the corner of the room to see Concetta stretching with her eyes closed. She seemed contempt and was perfectly silent. She was wearing black sweats and a white tank top which surprised Kratos; he didn't think any of them kept their old cloths. She began moving more towards the center of the room and actually dancing as opposed to stretching. She was moving gracefully until all of a sudden she went for a leap and landed awkwardly on her foot. Finally she opened her eyes and Kratos ran over to use First Aid on her injury.

"Kratos, what are you doing here?"

"Lord Yggdrasil wanted me to find you. We were told that you had not left your room."

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Not long at all. I didn't want to intrude so I did not interrupt."

"Oh. If Lord Yggdrasil needs me then I'll go."

"He does not require your attendance for anything... I hope you don't mind my asking but wasn't that song more fitting for ballroom?"

"I... yes, it is. Though, ballroom is probably the only style of dance that I haven't covered before. I've never had anybody to teach me."

"............... I...... may know a thing or two..."

"... Oh..."

"..................... Would you like some instruction?"

Concetta gasped at the offer. "I didn't think you were that kind of person... but then again, I may have also thought you were."

"Yes, well, I haven't done this in many years and I will never be able to replace the feelings that once went behind this but... I agreed to Mithos that I would be your instructor. This is simply going slightly off topic."

"Alright then. Thank you."

"Now, what song is this? I never thought that your world would have songs like this."

"Hah, you underestimate us! This is one of my favourite songs, but not the number one. It's called 'Bed of Roses.'"

"Humph... seems fitting for a slow dance."

Kratos helped Concetta stand and she restarted the song. He showed her where to put her hands and kept his patience regardless of her lack of knowledge. He was happy to learn that she was a fast learner, especially when it came to rhythm and timing. He knew it was wrong to be thinking about battle whilst teaching something so delicate, but he couldn't help thinking how easy battle training would be.

The song was coming to an end and the music was slowing drastically. They separated and he kept his grip on one of her hands.

"Thank you. It's been a long while since I have done something like this. Goodbye." As Kratos left the song came to its closing lines.

"You know that don't mean that I'm lonely

I've got nothing to prove for it's you

That I'd die to protect

I want to lay you down in a bed of roses

For tonight, I sleep on a bed of nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down

On a bed of roses"


I'm not insane or anything. I'm not one of those people who have crazy fantasies about ficitonal characters. I just thought Kratos needed some sort of releif from his pain. Remember: this started as simly a dream I had and it escaladed into a huge story and I already know most of my story line... but some things just come as impulse and must be put it. Don't get mad at me!

Note: not my favourite song. Just one of...