Disclaimer: I forgot to put this in the previous chapter, but I do not own
any of the characters in this fic or Suikoden 3. They belong to Konami =(
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Hugo shook his head in disbelief. "What?"
" I'm sure I've heard correctly. On the southern region of Amur plain, the Lizard Clan has begun fighting with the ironheads again and has asked for our support. What will you do?"
He sighed. " It seems as if the Zexens wish to intrude upon land that belongs to us yet again, eh? It's like all those treaties they write is only a cover for them to try to creep into the grasslands by demanding that we not fight while they claim more lands." Hugo shrugged. "I wonder what's worse, meaningless talks or another battle. Course, the outcome is always the same either way."
"So that means..."
"I don't know." Hugo stood up and paced around the hut, which was strewn with colorful karayan tapestries and mats and pillows. "I hate to have our lands taken from us as much as any lizardman does, but as much as I wanna lend a hand, I don't really feel that's it's okay to rush into this."
"Hesitant now, are we? You used to be so gung-ho about heading into battle. Looks like a few years spent as Chief of the Clan has matured your mind a bit. Or perhaps you're getting too old for that kind of thought."
"Oh, cut it out, mom, like you should be the one talking about getting old." Hugo tossed a pillow at his mother. "You're almost old enough to be a grandma!"
Lucia frowned.
"Anyway, I think they can handle themselves for the time being, but I'd like to have a talk with Dupa and everyone else and check things out before I send my people out to battle, if necessary."
"Hmm...a wise decision."
Hugo took a moment to gaze at the True Fire Rune emblazoned on his right hand. "Plus, it's different this time. It's hard to think that people who were once fighting together can turn hostile towards each other again."
"Such is the way of war."
"The lizard clan has always been known to be hot-blooded, but don't you think that this attack seems to be a little over the top this time?"
"I think both sides went over the top this time. Zexen has always been eyeing the grasslands to widen their territory, and the Lizard clan has always been a little too hasty to act. They always did want to show the ironheads just how much it irritated them. Looks as if they choose the same opportunity to strike and the battle on the south Amur plains is a result of bad timing. Let's hope the fighting doesn't escalate and we won't have to be dragged into this fight."
Hugo gave a cocky smile. "Yeah, but if we do end up fighting, I'll be sure to give those ironheads a taste of what karayan fighters are really made of. If they thought we were pretty fierce when we fought beside them, they'll have to wait and see just how fierce we fight against them now. We too have an old score to settle, don't we?"
Lucia gave a sly grin. " I'm sure everyone else feels the same way. But I wonder.what will you do if you come face to face with the Silver Maiden?"
"You mean Chris Lightfellow? I'll...I'll fight her, I suppose."
Sensing the sudden drop in her son's voice, Lucia raised a brow. "Oh? You aren't still angry at her, are you?"
"No, it's not that at all. I mean, she has Lulu's blood on her hands, and she was responsible for the villages destruction eight years ago, but that's all in the past now." Hugo's gaze became distant as he recalled the scenes from his memory. "Besides, right before we parted ways, I told her that I didn't hold a grudge anymore."
"Are you sure it's not because you've developed a crush on the Silver Maiden?"
"Mom!" Hugo tossed another pillow at Lucia, who held up a hand to deflect the oncoming projectile. "I'm just saying that I've let bygone be bygones and that's it! But of course, I can't help but feel a little bit of resentment. After what she did, who wouldn't?
"Ha ha ha ha ha.looks like you really have matured quite a bit."
Hugo held a hand over his head. "Ya think so? I don't think I've grown any taller." He knew that it wasn't what she meant.
Lucia ruffled his wild, shoulder-length hair and chuckled. "Not really, but you're still the same-old Hugo."
Hugo wondered if that really was a good thing.
*~~~*
She felt as if she were submersed in the ocean, gently floating toward the surface. Numb and immobile, she wondered where she was headed as the shady darkness around her gradually got lighter.
Slowly coming to her senses, there was a sensation at the back of her head that quickly turned into waves of pain that started at the back of her head, washed over her brain and ended at the back of her eyes as she became fully awake. She had to squint her eyes from the harsh, bright light pouring into the room. She lifted her hands to shield her eyes from the light and to cover her forehead, as if trying to calm the ache and stop the room from spinning. There were bandages around her head, she discovered, and a small pang shot from her right shoulder.
"Milady?"
The sound of another voice startled her and she quickly sat up and turned her head towards the speaker, an action she soon regretted.
"Ahhh...mmmm.."
The blond-haired speaker, about twenty-ish, got up and extended a gloved hand from his chair to ease the injured woman back into a relaxed position so the pain would not worsen. He watched her face contort in pain, then gradually soften as the pain dulled, he assumed.
"No, no, milady, you shouldn't move for a while. There you go." He eased back into a sitting position. "For someone who received a nasty blow to your head, you came to pretty quickly. It's fortunate that nothing was broken and that you escaped from the battlefield with only a few bumps and scratches. But lord Borus received quite a scratch extracting you from..."
"W-what?"
The youth stopped dead in his sentence. "You know, the boarder skirmish with the lizards? Course, being a battle of that size, I wonder if skirmish is the right word for it." He looked to the woman, who was carefully clutching the back of her head, to see if maybe his words helped her recall the events leading her to the present. "Milady, are you alright?"
She slowly slid her hands down to her sides, revealing an utterly confused expression, nodded, but did not look at him. "Where am I?"
Now it was his turn to wear a confused expression. "You're at Brass castle, and we are in your room, where we always take you if you're acquired an injury. Looks as if you hit you head harder than I thought."
"We?"
The youth grew uncertain, for he sensed that something was wrong with the Lady. "Yeah, you know, lord Boris, lord Leo and I." He leaned forward and began to scrutinize the lost expression on her face. "Milady, are you really alright?"
She slowly shook her head. "Who are you?"
"Milady! I am Louis, and I was once training to be a knight under your hand..." His voice trailed.
"Who am I.?"
"You are Lady Chris Lightfellow, Captian of the Knights and the Hero of the Zexen Federation..." His voice slowly died. He didn't want to fear the worse, but now it seemed that it was unavoidable and the worse had to be assumed.
"Goddess, no..."
Lady Chris Lightfellow has lost her memory.
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AyaTheRose: Sorry people for the short chapters, but I promise that from now on they'll be longer now that I've finally kicked things off. Once again, this is my first fanfiction, so I'm sorry that my writing isn't phenomenal or anything great, and reviews are much appreciated.
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Hugo shook his head in disbelief. "What?"
" I'm sure I've heard correctly. On the southern region of Amur plain, the Lizard Clan has begun fighting with the ironheads again and has asked for our support. What will you do?"
He sighed. " It seems as if the Zexens wish to intrude upon land that belongs to us yet again, eh? It's like all those treaties they write is only a cover for them to try to creep into the grasslands by demanding that we not fight while they claim more lands." Hugo shrugged. "I wonder what's worse, meaningless talks or another battle. Course, the outcome is always the same either way."
"So that means..."
"I don't know." Hugo stood up and paced around the hut, which was strewn with colorful karayan tapestries and mats and pillows. "I hate to have our lands taken from us as much as any lizardman does, but as much as I wanna lend a hand, I don't really feel that's it's okay to rush into this."
"Hesitant now, are we? You used to be so gung-ho about heading into battle. Looks like a few years spent as Chief of the Clan has matured your mind a bit. Or perhaps you're getting too old for that kind of thought."
"Oh, cut it out, mom, like you should be the one talking about getting old." Hugo tossed a pillow at his mother. "You're almost old enough to be a grandma!"
Lucia frowned.
"Anyway, I think they can handle themselves for the time being, but I'd like to have a talk with Dupa and everyone else and check things out before I send my people out to battle, if necessary."
"Hmm...a wise decision."
Hugo took a moment to gaze at the True Fire Rune emblazoned on his right hand. "Plus, it's different this time. It's hard to think that people who were once fighting together can turn hostile towards each other again."
"Such is the way of war."
"The lizard clan has always been known to be hot-blooded, but don't you think that this attack seems to be a little over the top this time?"
"I think both sides went over the top this time. Zexen has always been eyeing the grasslands to widen their territory, and the Lizard clan has always been a little too hasty to act. They always did want to show the ironheads just how much it irritated them. Looks as if they choose the same opportunity to strike and the battle on the south Amur plains is a result of bad timing. Let's hope the fighting doesn't escalate and we won't have to be dragged into this fight."
Hugo gave a cocky smile. "Yeah, but if we do end up fighting, I'll be sure to give those ironheads a taste of what karayan fighters are really made of. If they thought we were pretty fierce when we fought beside them, they'll have to wait and see just how fierce we fight against them now. We too have an old score to settle, don't we?"
Lucia gave a sly grin. " I'm sure everyone else feels the same way. But I wonder.what will you do if you come face to face with the Silver Maiden?"
"You mean Chris Lightfellow? I'll...I'll fight her, I suppose."
Sensing the sudden drop in her son's voice, Lucia raised a brow. "Oh? You aren't still angry at her, are you?"
"No, it's not that at all. I mean, she has Lulu's blood on her hands, and she was responsible for the villages destruction eight years ago, but that's all in the past now." Hugo's gaze became distant as he recalled the scenes from his memory. "Besides, right before we parted ways, I told her that I didn't hold a grudge anymore."
"Are you sure it's not because you've developed a crush on the Silver Maiden?"
"Mom!" Hugo tossed another pillow at Lucia, who held up a hand to deflect the oncoming projectile. "I'm just saying that I've let bygone be bygones and that's it! But of course, I can't help but feel a little bit of resentment. After what she did, who wouldn't?
"Ha ha ha ha ha.looks like you really have matured quite a bit."
Hugo held a hand over his head. "Ya think so? I don't think I've grown any taller." He knew that it wasn't what she meant.
Lucia ruffled his wild, shoulder-length hair and chuckled. "Not really, but you're still the same-old Hugo."
Hugo wondered if that really was a good thing.
*~~~*
She felt as if she were submersed in the ocean, gently floating toward the surface. Numb and immobile, she wondered where she was headed as the shady darkness around her gradually got lighter.
Slowly coming to her senses, there was a sensation at the back of her head that quickly turned into waves of pain that started at the back of her head, washed over her brain and ended at the back of her eyes as she became fully awake. She had to squint her eyes from the harsh, bright light pouring into the room. She lifted her hands to shield her eyes from the light and to cover her forehead, as if trying to calm the ache and stop the room from spinning. There were bandages around her head, she discovered, and a small pang shot from her right shoulder.
"Milady?"
The sound of another voice startled her and she quickly sat up and turned her head towards the speaker, an action she soon regretted.
"Ahhh...mmmm.."
The blond-haired speaker, about twenty-ish, got up and extended a gloved hand from his chair to ease the injured woman back into a relaxed position so the pain would not worsen. He watched her face contort in pain, then gradually soften as the pain dulled, he assumed.
"No, no, milady, you shouldn't move for a while. There you go." He eased back into a sitting position. "For someone who received a nasty blow to your head, you came to pretty quickly. It's fortunate that nothing was broken and that you escaped from the battlefield with only a few bumps and scratches. But lord Borus received quite a scratch extracting you from..."
"W-what?"
The youth stopped dead in his sentence. "You know, the boarder skirmish with the lizards? Course, being a battle of that size, I wonder if skirmish is the right word for it." He looked to the woman, who was carefully clutching the back of her head, to see if maybe his words helped her recall the events leading her to the present. "Milady, are you alright?"
She slowly slid her hands down to her sides, revealing an utterly confused expression, nodded, but did not look at him. "Where am I?"
Now it was his turn to wear a confused expression. "You're at Brass castle, and we are in your room, where we always take you if you're acquired an injury. Looks as if you hit you head harder than I thought."
"We?"
The youth grew uncertain, for he sensed that something was wrong with the Lady. "Yeah, you know, lord Boris, lord Leo and I." He leaned forward and began to scrutinize the lost expression on her face. "Milady, are you really alright?"
She slowly shook her head. "Who are you?"
"Milady! I am Louis, and I was once training to be a knight under your hand..." His voice trailed.
"Who am I.?"
"You are Lady Chris Lightfellow, Captian of the Knights and the Hero of the Zexen Federation..." His voice slowly died. He didn't want to fear the worse, but now it seemed that it was unavoidable and the worse had to be assumed.
"Goddess, no..."
Lady Chris Lightfellow has lost her memory.
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AyaTheRose: Sorry people for the short chapters, but I promise that from now on they'll be longer now that I've finally kicked things off. Once again, this is my first fanfiction, so I'm sorry that my writing isn't phenomenal or anything great, and reviews are much appreciated.