A/N: Man, I think I have way too many OC's. Ah well, Kirdan and Krys are made for each other. Not sure about if they're made for each other in real life though. ;) Hehe. Annnnnnnyways this story is getting so fun to write now. I'm actually updating it faster than my most popular story Pendragon Memory. So I expect some reviews for my fast updating! roar.
"Sheena!" called Lloyd, and jumped into the prison cell. He picked the woman he loved up off the ground, and rocked her in his arms. "She's not breathing! Raine, do something!" he cried urgently.
"I'm working on it, Lloyd!" Raine said in a frustrated tone. "Put her back down onto the ground." Lloyd instantly obeyed, placing the ninja back on the stone floor. Raine placed her staff a few inches over Sheena's chest. "First Aid," she breathed, and her staff lit up sending a warm feeling Raine knew very well through Sheena's body. Lloyd held his breath as the light died down, but Sheena didn't move at all.
"Is she going to wake up?" pestered Lloyd. Raine wondered if things were better off having Sheena still being missing in action.
"I don't know," Raine answered honestly. "I would assume she would. She would have to be either drugged pretty heavily, knocked out, or dead to be asleep for all this time. We know for sure she's not dead, so I would say she's knocked out." the Professor explained.
"I believe we should leave the base now before we get caught," Regal said.
"I agree," Presea said quietly. It was decided. Lloyd picked Sheena up off the ground, and the group left the prison area of the Dessara base, back into the endless maze of hallways. As they traveled through the halls, Presea was bumped into by a one of the Dessara minions. This particular one was a bit different though. A black mask concealed his face. The masked man glared at Presea and continued walking. Standing next to him was a girl with her head down that looked strangely familiar to Presea. Presea looked at her face and swore she saw Krystal.
"Krys-!" she cried, but her mouth was quickly covered by Regal's large hand.
"Don't talk to them," he instructed. "We don't want them to get suspicious of us."
Presea tore his hand off her face. "I swear, that was Krystal!" she said fiercely. Presea watched as Regal's eyes went from alert to dull, and with a glazed kind of look. A look that Presea had grown to hate. There had been a time when Regal had stared at her with those eyes, but ever since Krystal had joined the group, Regal had been giving her that look. Presea sighed and continued walking.
Moving silently through the underground base he had created, the Dessam, or the grand master of Dessara, entered his office. Strangely, the door had been left open. The Dessam highly doubted that he had left the door open. Either one of his worthless workers had come in here looking for him, or someone had broken into his office. He knew it was the latter; nobody in the base had enough guts to break into his office.
The Dessam brushed a strand of silvery-gray hair out of his eyes and stared around his office to see if the intruder had stolen anything. He glanced around the room, and saw a small glint of light from somewhere on the floor. Evidence! The Dessam walked closer, and picked up the item from the ground. As the knife barely made contact with his fingers, a white hot jolt of pain shot through the Dessam's body.
"What the hell!?" he cried out loudly as the strange item fell to the ground. "What in the Goddess's name was that?" he stared down at the item. It was a knife with a three inch blade, cased in a black sheath. Written on the sheath were two letters: P.C. "P.C..." muttered the Dessam. "What could be so strange about this knife, and who is P.C.? Whoever he is, I'm going to find him. He is certainly our Chosen."
"That was Presea and everybody!" Krystal shouted as Kirdan led her through the halls. "Why didn't you let me talk to her!"
"Hush!" Dan instructed, his face dead serious behind his mask. "We don't want to blow our cover too early on," Dan lead Krystal into a backroom. Various workers in black scurried around the room, doing various strange jobs.
"We need to prepare for our next attack!" said a deep voice. "Hurry up, you lazy bastards!"
"What about those people that foiled our last attack?" questioned one brave, brave soul.
"They will be taken care of if they show up again." the deep voice replied smugly. Krystal look for the source of the voices and found a man with shoulder length blue hair and an X shaped scar on his face barking commands to another worker with short blonde hair. Soon, the blue haired man noticed he was being stared at. "Aha!" he yelled. "If it isn't Kirdan," The man walked closer. "And you've brought a guest, I see. A lady friend of yours?"
"She's my partner," Kirdan replied. "And no, not sexual partner. Although I do wish..." The blue haired man slapped Kirdan on the cheek.
"Shut up, Kirdan and get back to work! We're going to need you for the flying city, Exire."
"The Exire mission was called off, Xenra." Kirdan said. "The Dessam told us that he had a breakthrough in searching for the new Chosen, and that no more prisoners were needed quite yet."
"Dammit," Xenra said. "I was looking forward to looking for those attackers,"
"You mean the ones that just escaped the base?" Kirdan inquired. Krystal nudged him in the side.
"What are you doing, you damn fool?" she whispered fiercely.
"Where are you going with this, Kirdan?" Xenra said, a look of interest on his rough face. "You're saying that the people who destroyed our attempt to kidnap the citizens of Iselia came into our base and got out alive?"
"Yep," Kirdan said slyly. "And took a prisoner with them." Krystal was shocked. Was Kirdan trustable, or was he just one of those filthy workers for Dessara pretending to be one of her Renegades?
"They took a prisoner?" Xenra said, getting very interested now. "Which one?" Kirdan pulled out a piece of paper.
"Prisoner number 569, Xenra."
"Aha," Xenra said. "I captured that one myself. Put up quite a fight. The Dessam seemed to like her. We might lose our jobs if we don't find her. Anybody know where they might have taken her?"
"I don't," Dan replied. "But my friend Krystal here does." Krystal had had it. What the hell did this pervert think he was doing?
"Excuse me?" Krys said quietly. "I know nothing of what you're talking about."
"Tell the man, Krystal." Kirdan hissed. Krystal watched as the Omni turned into a dagger. Krystal shook her head and glared at Kirdan.
"They're in the Iselia forest," she said sadly. She would have told the truth, but she feared what would happen to her for lying more than Lloyd and the others being attacked. "That's all I know, I swear."
"I'm going to tell The Dessam about this one," Xenra said. "We'll meet at the hangar in a half hour." Xenra ran off, and Krystal noticed the humongous sword on his belt. She definitely had made the right choice in telling him. Kirdan lead Krystal through a maze of hallways until they arrived in a small bedroom that Krys assumed belonged to Dan.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Krystal screamed. "You just told him everything! I thought I could trust you! Now my friends might be killed because of you!" Tears began to fall down Krys's face. Kirdan leaned in to wipe them off her cheek, but Krystal pushed him away.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I was just acting like a true worker for Dessara."
"Yeah, well your damn acting just went too far!" she yelled.
"I guarantee you that your friends won't be killed, Krystal." Kirdan said softly.
"Oh and so now you want my trust again?" Krys said angrily. "You're quite the character, aren't you?" Dan sighed.
"I deserved that. I understand if you don't want to help me anymore. Trust is very hard to win back when it was barely there in the first place."
"I'm not helping you," Krys said weakly, wiping the tears from her eyes as she stopped crying. "Not now, at least. I'm helping my friends defeat you and that monster." With that, Krystal picked up her things and left the Dessara base and Kirdan behind.
"Where did your friend go?" Xenra asked as Kirdan opened the door to the Rheiard hangar.
"She had other things to do," Kirdan replied as he mounted a black Rheiard that matched his mask. Kirdan started the machine and opened the door, flying out into the open air. His shoulder length dark brown hair flew with the wind, making his mask more visible to anyone who saw him. In the distance, he could see Krystal's purple Rheiard flying close to the ground, like a shadow in the night. Kirdan decided to give her a little more time to get to Iselia. "Hey Xenra," Kirdan called across the sky. He doubted that Xenra could hear him with the wind whipping all around him, but surprisingly Xenra replied.
"What is it, Kirdan?" he said in an angry tone.
"Have you seen the new city they're making in Meltokio's place?" he asked politely.
"No I haven't, Kirdan, and I don't really care either." Dan cursed under his breath. He was all out of ideas. I guess this will just have to go how it supposed to go...he thought as he flew through the moonlit sky.
"Guys!" Krys yelled as she burst through the door of the small house in the Iselia forest. Everyone was sitting around a small table. Lloyd's attention was on a busty girl in a revealing kimono who was lying on a bed asleep.
"Krystal!" Presea said happily. "You returned!" Regal nodded at her, and everyone else said hello and welcome back.
"It's good to see you guys too, but right now we're in trouble." That got everyone's attention quickly. "I'll explain later, but for now, fight when the attackers come." Raine picked up her new staff that she had stolen from the Dessara base, and Presea drew her axe. Lloyd stood up and drew both of his swords.
From outside, Krystal heard the low whine of the Rheiards; the guests had arrived, uninvited.
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"They're here," Krys called, as she loaded her crossbow. Presea picked up her axe and stepped closer to Krystal. She saw two familiar faces standing on the log bridge. One was the blue haired man, Lord Xenra, from the base, and the other was the mysterious masked man who had been with Krys earlier in the base. Xenra drew his sword, the humongous black blade gleaming in the moonlight. Tonight, Kirdan's weapon was a long bladed sword with some kind of metal snake coiled around the hilt and slightly on the blade. He also drew a small dagger from a sheath on his belt.
"I hate to fight you all, but you've stolen a valuable prisoner," Xenra said.
"You'll never get Sheena back, you bastards!" Lloyd yelled, and jumped into the air, making the first move. He brought the sword down fiercely, slashing down Xenra's face down to his chest. Xenra easily blocked the attack and flung Lloyd across the yard and into the wall of the house. Krystal shot a bolt at Kirdan, and quickly loaded and fired another one at him. Dan blocked both attacks with the small blade. Dan then began to run towards Krystal, pointing the long bladed sword at her.
"You might be very sexy, but that won't stop me from killing you!" he yelled, and raised the sword over his head. He swiftly swung downwards. Krys reacted instantly, pulling a small knife from one of her belts and blocked the attack. The sword deeply cracked the blade of the knife, but Krys was safe, which was all that mattered.
"Krystal, I'll help you out," Presea said, coming up from behind Kirdan. She raised her axe high into the air and sliced Kirdan's back. Krystal followed after the attack with a poisoned bolt straight through his chest.
"This is what you get for betraying me only hours after meeting me, you son of a bitch." Krystal said darkly. Kirdan smiled at her.
"Is this supposed to hurt?" he asked as blood fell down his back and the poison began to enter his bloodstream. "Because I don't feel a thing." Presea and Krys watched in horror as Kirdan spit out a glob of purple.
"Did he just...spit out the poison?" Krystal said in horror. Kirdan continued to smile as the deep cut on his back began to heal. "What the hell are you?" Krys gasped as the masked man revealed his macabre powers. His long sword suddenly transformed into some kind of smaller sword. As soon as he flung it, the blade collapsed and turned into some kind of bladed chain. Krystal jumped backwards to avoid the attack.
"I'm just a half elf, just like you, Krystal." Kirdan snarled. He flicked the chain blade again, this time making impact with her arm, cutting right through the arm warmer. Blood began staining the arm warmer, but Krys ignored it. Her full attention was focused on Kirdan. His dark, black eyes, his snarling lips, his long brown hair that looked jet black in the night. Krys clutched her crossbow harder. She raised it to the level of her eyes, loaded it with a bolt, and pulled the trigger. Krys watched contently as the bolt flew from her crossbow straight through Kirdan's mask and face. His mask cracked into two equal pieces that fell to the ground, and before Krys could get a look at his face he had flung his long hair over the front of his head to cover his face. He muttered a healing spell under his breath to stop the bleeding and placed his right hand over his face.
"You've figured out my weakness early on, Krystal." he said sadly. "But nobody can see my face. I'm sorry that my acting went too far today. It won't happen again." With a swish of his cape, Kirdan disappeared into the night. One down, one to go, thought Krys.
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Lloyd picked himself up off the ground and stared at the man he had just attempted to attack. It appeared that his only strength was the humongous blade. Lloyd ran towards him again, this time aiming for his sword instead of the man.
"Tempest Beast!" he cried as he jumped into a circle and landed, sending a blue lions head out of his sword and into the blade. But the blade didn't crack at all.
"Nice try," Xenra said with a smile. "But this thing will never crack. It's indestructible." Lloyd sighed. He couldn't win this. Not without help, at least. A lot of help.
"Guys!" Lloyd called. "Could you help me out here?" Regal came to his rescue, attacking Xenra with his crescent moon attack. Regal towered over Xenra, but in strength, Xenra beat out Regal easily. Xenra responded to the kick with a slash of his sword at Regal's chest. The cut was deep, and Regal flew backwards into Dirk's house, breaking through the wooden wall. Suddenly, a bolt whizzed right past Lloyd's ear and into the chest of Xenra. Presea then ran up to attack Xenra. She raised her axe in the air and swung hard. Xenra and Presea's blades collided, sending a few golden sparks in the air. Lloyd decided this would be a good opportunity to strike, and ran behind Xenra and slashed him in the back. The man cried out in pain for a moment, and Presea shoved him backwards.
Krys sent another bolt speeding through the air, but this time Xenra raised his sword and blocked it. He then raised it over his head and swung downwards into Presea's head. The sword went in deep, and Presea screamed out in pain, screaming bloody murder. She fell to the ground, and closed her eyes. Instantly, Raine dragged her away from the direct battle and into a corner. She whipped out her staff and cast First Aid, and the cut stopped bleeding; but Presea was out cold, looking dead, and wondering why Regal, who was closer to her than Raine could ever be, hadn't helped her first.
"See what happened to your friend?" Xenra said. "That's what's going to happen to all of you little bitches." Xenra smiled a wicked smile, and jumped off the ground. Everything suddenly became a blur as Xenra jumped off the ground and slashed everyone deeply in the chest in one simultaneous motion. Raine sunk into the shadows as Xenra landed in the same spot he had started at, and startling cackling evilly as he placed his humongous sword back in the sheath. "You're a pathetic bunch of heroes, aren't you?" he laughed when there were only moans from the ground. "It's hard to believe that a bunch of weaklings like you saved the world." He looked around at the bodies on the ground. "Since this fight is over, I'll just take the prisoner back and everything will be fine, no?" Xenra walked through the hole in the wall and into the house. He grabbed Sheena and slung her over his back as he walked back towards his Rheiard. Xenra pulled his Rheiard out of his wing pack and started to mount as a voice cut through the silence.
"I won't let you take her," Lloyd said through clenched teeth, trying to stand up off the ground. He was clenching his side as blood dripped from the wound, a sword in his other hand.
"You won't, eh?" Xenra said. He dropped Sheena on the seat of his Rheiard and drew his sword once again.
"That's right," Lloyd snarled. "I'm gonna make damn sure of that." Suddenly, Lloyd's massive wings sprouted from his back and Lloyd flew into the air, his wounds beginning to heal. Lloyd wiped the blood on his pants and drew his second sword. Once Lloyd was high enough in the air, he dived downwards, pointing his sword blades at Xenra's chest. "Angel Massacre!" Lloyd said, revealing a move he had created himself as he plummeted the two swords entirely through Xenra's chest and swooped upwards with perfect timing.
Xenra began coughing and he dropped his sword. Xenra began coughing up blood, and Lloyd flew downwards to the ground to pull his swords out of the man's chest.
"Irving! I'll…kill you!" Xenra said, at the expense of massive blood loss. Crimson bubbled out of his mouth, garbling any other words he might have said. Just as Lloyd had placed his hands on the hilts of his swords, Xenra captured Lloyd's neck between both of his hands in a death grip. Lloyd gagged, and grasped for air, but he found nothing. "I suspected you were a fake worker from the start, Irving. I should have known someone was going to infiltrate the base sooner or later. The Dessam won't be happy to hear about this one."
"Bastard..." Lloyd managed to say as Xenra smiled. Nobody could save him now; they were all in as bad of shape as he was.
"Say goodbye to your precious girlfriends, Irving, the white light is approaching."
"Sheena...Lloyd managed to say before a coughing fit formed. "I love..." And at that moment, Lloyd pulled the blades out of Xenra's chest. Xenra's grip on Lloyd's neck increased, and Lloyd raised the swords over his head, bringing them down as fast as he could through Xenra's arms, cutting both of them off entirely. Xenra gasped as Lloyd pushed him away and plummeted the swords through his heart one last time. "Burn in hell." Lloyd cried, gasping for air as he pried the arms off his neck with a look of disgust on his face.
"Lloyd!" the Professor cried as she emerged from the shadows. "Lloyd! Are you okay? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Thanks, Professor, but I'm okay." Lloyd said, panting. "Is everybody going to be okay?" he asked.
"Yes," Raine replied. "They're just knocked unconscious."
"Good," Lloyd said with a sigh of relief. Raine threw Lloyd a lemon gel. She was out of magic after healing everyone else while Lloyd had fought. "Thanks, Professor," he said as he rubbed the gel over his neck. A feeling of warmth grew stronger as he helped the Professor drag the bodies back into his house for rest. On top of destroying one of the strongest workers from Dessara, Sheena had been saved.
Lloyd placed the ninja back on the bed, and kissed her on the cheek. Hopefully she would wake up soon. As soon as she wakes up, I'm telling her. Lloyd told himself. I'm telling her that I love her. Lloyd slowly climbed the stairs and laid down on his bed. He had barely laid down before he lost consciousness.
A/N: Final word count for this chapter: 3517! That's a lot, and I wrote most of it in a day. This chapter came off kind of dark I suppose, cause I was in a dark mood when I wrote it. I guess I put my emotions into a chapter or something like that I dunno. Anyways, you've probably been sitting here for awhile reading so I'll say thanks to Dragonwings144 and Super Ultra Monkey for reviewing and that you guys are awesome and you get cookies. -leaves yummy cookies- Cheers!