Sorry people! I would have had this up yesterday but I got side tracked. I got an E-mail asking for me to write out a stroy chapter that I had made a guess appearnce on. The story is 'Tales of Turth or Dare.' Please cheak it out I'm in chapter four. and the story I wrote is called vantage point. So yeah go cheak it out later. Also I would like to credit Brent Weeks for his 'Night Angel' trilogy. Brent if you never wrote those books I'd never learned how to become a better writer. Thank you.

I do not own Tales of Symphonia, Pokemon, or Naruto.

Mewtwo looked back at the door again. Stacy had been gone for forty-five minutes. She should have been back by now. But it wasn't the time that was really worrying Mewtwo. She had stopped thinking about fifteen minutes ago. Mewtwo thought it might had been for a minute of silence for Alicia, but one minute became five, five became ten, which turned to fifteen. Mewtwo was alone in the room at the moment. Colette had gone back home and Sheena was getting something to eat. Regal had gone to his office. The Pokémon's blood burned at the idea that she was with that human right now. Couldn't she see how much he loved her? But if Regal was working then he wouldn't be talking to his master. What if she was in trouble? He at the least could check to see if she was still at Alicia's grave.

When Mewtwo got to the gave, the scene before him could stop time. His master laid motionless on the ground while watered down blood pooled beside her body. An arrow stood in front of her body, still crushing the fabric it stole from her clothes. Her blood may have been diluted by the amount of rain, that was now very heavy, but it still had made it's was over to the fabric and discolored the familiar khaki shade with red. Her skin was white; she had been shot awhile ago. Mewtwo felt his ager flare. It was the same as when he killed the scientists and destroyed Giovanni's holding facility for Pokémon. He had to stay calm this time. There was nothing out here that was worth destruction. But right now his master, his love, needed to be saved.

Regal had just finished with one file and was about to start with another when he heard the elevator. Without looking up he responded, "I thought you would have left by now Stacy."

"Guess again mortal." That was not Stacy's voice. Regal stood up to see Mewtwo with Stacy's right arm slung around his neck. Whether or not the girl was supporting her own weight was unclear to the Duke, but what was clear was the long red stain down her left pant leg. His eye drifted to the large hole in her shirt. Regal's mind began to race with thought of what had happened. Who did this? Did the King try this? Was Mewtwo finally showing what Regal suspected to be his true colors? His mind kept going like this until a voice broke his thoughts.

"Are you going to just stand there gaping like an idiot or are you going to call a doctor?" Mewtwo sounded irritated. "Because I could see why you would just let her bleed out like this." Regal had to put any misgivings he had about the monster aside for the moment. The blood of an innocent would be on both of their hands if he didn't.

"I'll head to Flanor; they have a doctor there that should help."

"You'd better hurry." Regal could have sworn he hear 'or else' at the end of Mewtwo's demand. But now was not the time for that. He knew what he needed to do.

The curtains around the canopy bed had been drawn so that the patient could sleep without disturbance from the sun. The fact that this girl didn't have a fever from lying in the mud for almost an hour with a open wound proved she had one hell of an immune system. At first the doctor was afraid that he'd have a hard to heal patient like the last time he saw the Duke. This one was going to be fine. Especially since Sheena had given him ointments from Mizuho to treat her with.

She was so young. Why would someone have a reason to attack her? He never expected her to bleed so much. Several time he feared that her heart would stop on him. He looked back at the pile of clothes that had been striped off. They were no longer wearable due to the amount of blood that now filled them. The only thing that came out fine was a brazier that had also been removed to give the heart more room to pump. He had done her up with extra bandages so that she could have her 'decency' when someone came in. The bed she was in would have to have both its sheets and mattress replaced from the blood that had collected in it. She began to stir.

Everything was dark. My body felt so cold. And my side felt wooden. I fully opened my eyes to see a man with white hair standing next to my bed. With the vest and scarf I guessed he was either from a 'Austin Powers' movie or gay. I couldn't tell if I preferred the latter or former. It then clicked that he was the doctor from Flanor.

"I see you're finally awake."

"What happened?" I croaked. The Doctor explained that I was found with an arrow wound. I appeared to listen, but really the words went in one ear and drifted out the other. I began to sit up when my stomach tightened.

"Get a-" No sooner then I said it a bucket was under my head as my stomach emptied its contents into the old wooden bucket. I felt so weak. My body was stiff; my stomach was 100% empty. I had never felt so hallow in my life. Even when I had depression, I still felt something. Now all I had was emptiness.

*knock, knock, knock* "Can I come in?" Sheena asked from the other side of the door.

"Yes, but only you. I don't want my patient to get over excited." Sheena walked inside.

"I'll give you two a minute." The Doctor exited the room.

"Where's Regal?" I asked.

"He's been pacing around the hotel the whole time. He seems really worried."

"What about Mewtwo?"

"Also worried."

"And right here." Mewtwo fabricated in the room next to Sheena. "Are you alright?"

"Not sure." Sheena walked over to my bed with a package under her arm. What ever it was it was warped up in simple paper tide up with string.

"Here. They said that your clothes were all bloody so I got you something else to wear." I opened the package. A plain gray T-shirt and a pair of pains were inside. Also some fresh undergarments had been provided. Looking at the cloths made me think of Naruto after his fight with Sasuke, when he was in the hospital done up in bandages and grey clothes like the ones before me.

"Mewtwo..."

"I'll dismiss myself."

"Thanks. Sheena can you help me with something."

"What is it?"

"Are you sure she is alright?"

"Yes. I can guarantee that she'll be up on her feet in no time." No matter what the Doctor said to him Regal couldn't shake the feeling of doom that lingered over him since Mewtwo said that Stacy had been injured. "There is nothing left to do but just let her rest for a few days. Her reaction to the medicine was incredible. It took effect almost immediately. Trust me she will be fine." The Doctor picked up his bag and left. "Tell me if she gets worse." He called as he walked into the elevator. Regal just looked at his feet. He couldn't bear the fact that Stacy was almost killed that night, and he was right there. He didn't even hear a scream or anything. Mewtwo came out of the room.

"So what where you up to?" Regal asked in a suspicious tone.

"More than you. She is already feeling better. Her injury is healing faster then I expected. It looks much better than it did awhile ago." Regal thought back to when he saw her before the Doctor treated her. The cut was jagged and red, from both blood and swelling. Regal decided against telling Stacy that he'd seen her so 'vulnerable' while she waited for treatment.

"What was that about her being vulnerable?" Mewtwo asked knowing fully what Regal was think about. Regal's face turned red from the announcement that Mewtwo made.

"Can you just--" Regal was cut off when the door opened. Sheena stepped out side.

"Um...Stacy wants to talk with us."

The threesome walked in to see Stacy sitting up in bed. She was wrapped from head to toe in bandages. They went down her arms and stopped halfway down her fingers. Bandages also climbed her neck with two going across her nose. Regal couldn't see if she was totally covered bandages because a grey shirt hung on to her shoulders while a pair of grey pants held on to her waist. But her side where she was cut didn't have a spot of blood present. He could this because the shirt cut off mid-section.

"So, do I look like a mummy or what?" I said as I climbed off the bed. "Heh."

"This is hardly a time for jokes." Regal was not amused.

"Sorry. I didn't think you'd be the one who didn't believe that laughter is the best medicine." I scoffed while I walked to the window. "Find a way to smile and never let it get away-hay-eyay." The song was whispered.

"What?"

"Sorry." I said flatly. "Didn't think you'd hear that. Okay!" I spun around to face them. "Time for good and bad news. Good news; I've made a perfect recovery. And in record time too."

"But..." Sheena said.

"The bad news is how I made that recovery. I think...that the demon had a hand in it."

"What do you mean?" Sheena asked.

"The demon. I think because I have it I will respond to medicine and other healing products better than most people because I have the demon."

"So how is that bad?" Sheena flicked her hand into the air.

"I believe what my master is saying is that as long as she has the demon she will be saved from death by said demon."

"In other word..." Regal calmly said.

"If I get rid of the demon, and end up in trouble, I have a higher chance of dying then if I kept the demon in the first place. So this curse is also a blessing. Might as well make the best of it I guess."

"But you can't live with a demon that wants to kill you! It's suicidal." Sheena shouted.

"Like I have a choice. I don't use an exsphere so...If I get rid of him I'll just be some weak human again. Sure that might stop the King from perusing me but that won't stop Yuan. I need to defend myself from people out there who only want me dead.

Sometimes...sometimes giving into your darkness is the only way to survive. Even if you know it's wrong, you still...you still have to take the chance that you won't go back to your old self, but if it means that you can go home, you can see your family again, don't you think it might be wroth it? We never change as we grow-up; we only become more clearly our selves. Besides don't they say that it's always the darkest before dawn?"

"But what if the demon tries to kill you again?" Sheena asked.

"He needs my mana for now. He is still weak. Even though I have become stronger from his power, that doesn't mean that he is all powerful. I can handle him for awhile still."

"So you're going to sacrifice yourself just for power?"

"Sacrifice? When did I say I was going to sacrifice anything? I'm still going to be alive tomorrow. I'm just going to have a demon with me. Besides I've heard of a story where a boy with a demon was able to seal it so that the demons power would filter into the boy's body in time of desperation. If I could do that then I'll home free." Sheena looked at the ground, not wanting to accept what Stacy was saying. "I'm not going to die. I made the mistake that my life was worthless once. This time I'll fight for it. With everything I've got. I won't die. I promise."

"How can you be so sure?" Sheena asked.

"Because I have friends like you to help me. I trust you guys to make sure that when the demon comes that I won't disappear. Right?"

"Right?" Sheena's eyes were welling up for the amount of emotional content.

"Are the others still around? I think we need to talk to then too."

"Of course. We'll get them." Regal said before he and the ninja left.

Lloyd and Regal were the first to reach the door when they hear voices.

"...can't tell him master?"

"Because it would make things awkward. You don't go around telling people that you've been having nightmares about them."

"Are they talking about Zelos?" Lloyd asked.

"Shh." Regal hushed.

"What was that?"

"Master you are paranoid. Maybe if you tell him it would help."

"Oh yeah I could see how that would go; 'Hey Regal, I've been having nightmares where you're the Grim Reaper and you've come to kill me.' Yeah that would go over so well."

"What going on?" Sheena asked as the other came to the door.

"Stacy had been having dreams where Regal kills her."

"WAHT?!" The group shouted.

"You all come in now." Stacy's voice sounded warn. "You know you all suck at spying." She greeted. Regal couldn't bring himself to look at her.

"Were sorry we eavesdropped." Presea said.

"It doesn't matter now. I've been looking for a way to tell you all. But I guess since the cats out of the bag..."

"I'm sorry." Regal spoke up."

"Sorry? What do you have to be sorry for?"

"The nightmares."

"...You know I don't say this to people I respect...BUT YOUR A FRACKING IDIOT!" The heroes jumped back with shock.

"But..." Regal's teeth were clenched from emotional pain.

"I trust you."

"What?"

"I said I trust you. The nightmares are not because I fear you. I think something is trying to distance me from you. But that only makes me want to be closer to you all the more." I was grinning like Naruto now. "I don't know what it is but there something about you that just gets on my good side. Heh. Who knows, maybe I got sent here just so I could meet you. Whatever it is no dream is going to scare me off that easily. Got it?"

"But that still doesn't change what he did do." Mewtwo said, changing the mood in the room.

"Mewtwo don't go there."

"They are entitled to the truth. Besides I doubt that he has told them himself."

"Regal...what is he talking about?" Lloyd asked his friend.

"........"

"Regal?" Colette whispered.

"........"

"What? You don't have the spine to admit it? I'm disappointed."

"Mewtwo! Enough!"

"I thought you of all people would be able to say when you made an attempt of a girl's life. You should have plenty of practice with that."

"Mewtwo that's enough!"

"Or do you really want her dead, and you're not telling us so that you can try again later."

"I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!" Mewtwo finally stopped and stared at him master.

"But master-"

"Don't call me that! Mewtwo you said you wouldn't tell anyone. You broke your promise to me."

"Stacy..."

"You know the mountains in this area are pretty magnificent. Why don't you go for a hike up there?"

"But I-"

"No. Go. You need to take a hike. Get it. Hike. Take it."

"Very well." Mewtwo stopped before the balcony. "But if he stabs you in the back, I can't guarantee that I will protect you. You always forgave too easily." Mewtwo vanished via teleport.

"I still haven't forgiven some people. You don't know what you're talking about."

"Stacy?" Colette said gently.

"What was that all about?" Lloyd said sounding angry. "What the hell was he going on about any way?"

"Do you want me to tell them or are you going to do it?" I asked the ex-convict.

"....."

"Fine. I'll tell them. Regal attacked me."

"W-what?" Sheena didn't want to believe it. "Is this true Regal?"

"Yes. I cannot deny the fact of what I did. I hope that you can forgive me."

"You hope? I forgave you right after I found out it was you."

"What?"

"I figured it was you. When I was attack I didn't feel scared. After I found the piece of hair I cut off you I knew it was you. Not many people are as tall as you and have blue hair. I had Mewtwo confirm my suspicions by reading your mind. I'm sorry that we invaded your privacy, but we both wanted answers. I took the evidence one way. Mewtwo the other. But I know why you did it."

"You do?"

"'What possible reason could he have for doing that to you?' That's what Mewtwo said when he found out about it. But I think you did it to help me. You knew about how our dreams send us home before we die in them, right? You probably figured the same thing I did. If this world isn't my own world, then maybe if I faced death I could go home. But seeing how the demon will interfere when I have a brush with death I guess testing that theory is impossible."

"The demon interferes with death?" Lloyd asked.

"Not all death, just mine. Think of him as an exsphere that can save you from dying."

"Why did Mewtwo storm off like that?" Presea asked.

"He hates the fact that I took Regal's side. He's convinced that Regal is out to hurt me. When started to travel together I made him promise that he had to try to trust people. Basically he's been having a hard time trusting humanity. It doesn't help that he's seen my life so far. Last year is still imprinted in my mind. He was what people said about me, how they acted around me. How that made feel like life was worthless. Like my life was worthless. He's not a bad guy. He's just troubled....I guess I'll have to go talk to him soon. I'm going to look for him."

"Stacy." Regal said as I passed him. I stopped dead in my tracks. What? "....."

"Don't make me choose here. I'm not going to choose between the two of you." I opened the door to only find an emissary from the king.

"Um...."

"If you're not going to say anything I have to be somewhere."

"The King has requested an audience with you immediately."

"Is that all?"

"Yes."

"What a waste of time. I'll go. But only because I'm reluctant to keep my other appointment. Think of this as a 'lesser of two evils' decision. I'll be back shortly. If Mewtwo come back just leave him alone and don't try to talk to him. And I'm talking to you Zelos." I followed the messenger out.

"Why does she blame me for everything?"

"Because you're the one to lame." Lloyd joked.

As we walked the streets of Meltokio I noticed that everyone was staring at me. The emissary the turned to the coliseum.

"Where are you going? I thought the king wanted to see me."

"He's at the coliseum right now."

"Fine, sure, whatever."

When we got there the entire place was empty, except for two guards standing in the middle of the arena.

"What's going on here?" I said confused.

"Well the King just wants to make sure you'll listen next time he talks to you. So that's why were here." The messenger had run off. The slimy jerk. I turned to run but my wrist was grabbed by one of the knights.

"You're not going anywhere." Blast! How could these guys move so fast while wearing fifty pounds in armor?

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing that can't be healed while you're in jail." A cold sweat rolled down my temples. The one that grabbed me held both of my arms behind my back so that I couldn't use my hand signs and my swords were left back in Altamira. Great.

"So Bob, hold her sit while I punch okay? I want to try to see how many ribs I can break with one shot."

"Sure Marv." Dude those names suck...wait WHAT!?

"Ahh!"

"One...Two..." Marv lined up his fist with my rib cage. "Three!"

"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Sorry to leave you with another clif hanger. You all probably want to kill me for doing that to you now...Later!