"Shut up! You can't tell me what to do! You're not my father!" Kratos visibly flinched, a terrible, mixed expression crossing has face before he clamped down on it and his resolve hardened. "No," he said quietly. "I'm not." A 'what if' fic. CHAPTER 2 EDIT

Kratos and Dirk are left behind while the others go to fight Mithos, waiting impatiently. Dirk's solution to the problem? Get Kratos drunk.

"Sometimes, " she continues, repeating herself, "I can see his wings, too. " Colette and Kratos on sleepless nights, and what do angels have to talk about, anyways? Now a Three-Shot! Previously titled "Lucky Figurines".

oneshotoyako. Lloyd sighed as he faced his friends. "Guys, I have a confession to make...Kratos dropped something when we were going after Forcystus..." He shuffled in his pocket and pulled out the locket...

Bulbasaur and his trainer had an agreement: they would make it to the Pokémon League, or go down trying. So even when faced with utter tragedy, he decides that he and his trainer will live up to their promise. By any means necessary.

Here is one of my Tales of Symphonia blurbs. This was a birthday present for a friend of mine last year. She really enjoys the darker type of writing. Really, though, who could pass up a good dark piece? Also, this deviates from the canon plot line.

Talking to Lloyd about family was not conducive to maintaining his mercenary cover, and Kratos knew it well. When an insomniac Lloyd sought his company, however, Kratos found that the topic was simply unavoidable.

[Spoilers][Oneshot] Please Lloyd, don't follow me down this road right now. I have to follow this path on my own. Farewell, my son.

A man wants to know his son better. Likewise, a boy wants to know his friend. Fortunately, the boy knows the man's son and the man knows the boy's friend. They have all of one night to share their knowledge.