A/N: Don't wanna write!!! Noooo!!! Oh well I don't own Legend of Dragoon,
so forth and so on....
Note: The reason why she doesn't want to write is because she killed her wrist whist skiing this weekend. Then the bump reappeared... Don't ask, it's like a piece of cartilage that broke lose.
A/N: Oh, hey about skiing I have master Moguls! Yay!!! Oh and I ski, don't not mistake me for a boarder!!! Though I did try it once and run into a tree, but I survived! *.*
*Revised April 24 2003*
A Blacked Art of Necromancy
Chapter 7
Haschel's eyes watched the approaching storm carefully, it didn't look promising. Puler had said that the might have to take refuge near the coast in an inlet. But that could only make things worse if they crashed upon the rocks...
He turned down to see to Kongol, who had been getting sicker and sicker every day. While doing this he missed the flash of green light upon the main land.
The flash grew brighter till it formed a circle and then left behind the forms of two Winglies, a Giganto and a human.
***
Miranda couldn't have been happier to see them, and alive too!
They had been in Albert's northern home. It was a place his father had built for him when was younger and more into books than politics. She had once wondered why he never went there, the place was beautiful and large. With a view upon old pine forests that rose gracefully up mountains.
She knew that her Sisters and Queen had taken refuge there, but while in Bale she had not expected to find Albert and Dart here. They of course had the most interesting information on Shana. Then again she also had some interesting information to give, on the multiplying Virage problem.
Albert had taken his time to explain that they had sent for Haschel and Kongol if they could come. Continuing he talked about how Charle had sent for Shana, and the extraction of her other soul, and how her other soul had taken her over in some mishap, and killed all living things in Bale and Ulara.
"So none of building were harmed at all Miranda?" Queen Theresea asked not believing that such a thing was possible.
"Not at all, I could find some types of food yet others had burned." She smiled politely to her Queen, "Albert I'd like to speak with you later about some of the other discoveries." Miranda said turning to him.
"I'll go," Theresea said kindly and walked off.
"What is it?"
"I hate to have to tell you this, but Lloyd has been revived..." She trailed off unsure of how he would take the news.
"Lloyd," he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes... I saw him with my own eyes, he was with the Garden Dragoon. And was quite alive..." She bowed her head, Lloyd was greatly disliked by Albert for a number of reasons.
"I see..."
"What?! Just I see, I was expecting you to be a bit more... Angry?" She asked furious.
Albert shook his head and stood, "I'd like some time to think Miranda, if you don't mind."
"Oh, yes." She had barley finished those words when he walked off to the upper part of the house.
Albert thought alone at the balcony to the north. The high mountains lightly dusted with snow. The trees forever green, and the bushes a hazy golden color.
His mind wondered onto the days when they had first met. Lloyd wasn't much younger that himself by looks. He seemed to have a gentle persona and vast mind. Always on his feet and never lazy or underestimating the enemy. He was well taught about the ethics of war, and at the same time seamed unbothered by his current participence in one.
That Lloyd had ever so slowly changed.
When Dole brought his tropes right up to the borders around Lohan, Albert had sent his men out. Lloyd had given him the best advice. There was no dough even now that Lloyd had ever given him wrong advice. But when Dole was defeated with high losses on both sides, Lloyd slowly grew more and more detached. His mind would wonder and he wonder off with it. Albert now knew that was from meetings with Dole and Diaz. However as the death toll mounted Lloyd really faulted himself for it. And in doing so seemed to become more sinister, as if he was loosing his humanity...
Albert had though at the time that the man really did on some level listen to those ethics. But now he knew it was because Lloyd was blaming himself (not untruthfully) for the death and the war.
Albert's mind searched deeper into his thought, reflecting on the time that Lloyd killed Lavits.
He could see even now so clearly Lavits rushing forward towards his left to implant his spear into Lloyd. He could hear the man's words, "King Albert!" and the wind from the transformation. Then a sound of fire and flames, and his own neck cracking as he turned it to see what had happened. Then the fiery sword come up deep into and though Lavits' chest as Lloyd simply stepped aside. Then Dart's yell and the sound of a Wingly wings as Lloyd jumped off the fortress.
Albert hadn't known the sound at the time, but now it was so familiar. With Meru zipping all over the place, and other Winglies who he had met.
A small hand pressed lightly down on his shoulder and he looked over to see Emily.
"I heard from Wink."
There was another side of the story. Wink had been saved by Lloyd twice when he could have just left her. Then she had saved him from Dart and if Dart had been a lesser swordsman she'd have died.
"Who..."
"She over heard, and told me before she ran off. I think Miranda went after her. It is not hard to see why she feels for the man..." Her eyes looked out to at the mountains.
"He did save her life."
"I forgive him."
"What?" He had to ask her, not only had he put her asleep of half a year he'd harmed her people through Lenus.
"My sister Lisa looked into the stars for me when I was younger and told me that people reborn were people brought back for good reason. If someone has the power to bring back the dead, they must also have the wisdom to use it wisely."
He nodded, Emille did have good wisdom herself.
"We should go back in, there is a wingly here to see us." She said lightly before turning back.
Albert followed her lightly, wondering what he would do about the man who took his best friends life. What others in the group would do, and most of all what Lloyd would do.
A/N: ... Ok major sappiness on Albert! So much sap I think I'm drowning! *gurgle, gurgle*
Meru: I get to go eat in Omnia! I wonder what the food is like?
Deven: What's a hamburger?
Meru: . Stupid human who never gets out! *thwaps him with stick*
Deven: Owie!
Note: The reason why she doesn't want to write is because she killed her wrist whist skiing this weekend. Then the bump reappeared... Don't ask, it's like a piece of cartilage that broke lose.
A/N: Oh, hey about skiing I have master Moguls! Yay!!! Oh and I ski, don't not mistake me for a boarder!!! Though I did try it once and run into a tree, but I survived! *.*
*Revised April 24 2003*
A Blacked Art of Necromancy
Chapter 7
Haschel's eyes watched the approaching storm carefully, it didn't look promising. Puler had said that the might have to take refuge near the coast in an inlet. But that could only make things worse if they crashed upon the rocks...
He turned down to see to Kongol, who had been getting sicker and sicker every day. While doing this he missed the flash of green light upon the main land.
The flash grew brighter till it formed a circle and then left behind the forms of two Winglies, a Giganto and a human.
***
Miranda couldn't have been happier to see them, and alive too!
They had been in Albert's northern home. It was a place his father had built for him when was younger and more into books than politics. She had once wondered why he never went there, the place was beautiful and large. With a view upon old pine forests that rose gracefully up mountains.
She knew that her Sisters and Queen had taken refuge there, but while in Bale she had not expected to find Albert and Dart here. They of course had the most interesting information on Shana. Then again she also had some interesting information to give, on the multiplying Virage problem.
Albert had taken his time to explain that they had sent for Haschel and Kongol if they could come. Continuing he talked about how Charle had sent for Shana, and the extraction of her other soul, and how her other soul had taken her over in some mishap, and killed all living things in Bale and Ulara.
"So none of building were harmed at all Miranda?" Queen Theresea asked not believing that such a thing was possible.
"Not at all, I could find some types of food yet others had burned." She smiled politely to her Queen, "Albert I'd like to speak with you later about some of the other discoveries." Miranda said turning to him.
"I'll go," Theresea said kindly and walked off.
"What is it?"
"I hate to have to tell you this, but Lloyd has been revived..." She trailed off unsure of how he would take the news.
"Lloyd," he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes... I saw him with my own eyes, he was with the Garden Dragoon. And was quite alive..." She bowed her head, Lloyd was greatly disliked by Albert for a number of reasons.
"I see..."
"What?! Just I see, I was expecting you to be a bit more... Angry?" She asked furious.
Albert shook his head and stood, "I'd like some time to think Miranda, if you don't mind."
"Oh, yes." She had barley finished those words when he walked off to the upper part of the house.
Albert thought alone at the balcony to the north. The high mountains lightly dusted with snow. The trees forever green, and the bushes a hazy golden color.
His mind wondered onto the days when they had first met. Lloyd wasn't much younger that himself by looks. He seemed to have a gentle persona and vast mind. Always on his feet and never lazy or underestimating the enemy. He was well taught about the ethics of war, and at the same time seamed unbothered by his current participence in one.
That Lloyd had ever so slowly changed.
When Dole brought his tropes right up to the borders around Lohan, Albert had sent his men out. Lloyd had given him the best advice. There was no dough even now that Lloyd had ever given him wrong advice. But when Dole was defeated with high losses on both sides, Lloyd slowly grew more and more detached. His mind would wonder and he wonder off with it. Albert now knew that was from meetings with Dole and Diaz. However as the death toll mounted Lloyd really faulted himself for it. And in doing so seemed to become more sinister, as if he was loosing his humanity...
Albert had though at the time that the man really did on some level listen to those ethics. But now he knew it was because Lloyd was blaming himself (not untruthfully) for the death and the war.
Albert's mind searched deeper into his thought, reflecting on the time that Lloyd killed Lavits.
He could see even now so clearly Lavits rushing forward towards his left to implant his spear into Lloyd. He could hear the man's words, "King Albert!" and the wind from the transformation. Then a sound of fire and flames, and his own neck cracking as he turned it to see what had happened. Then the fiery sword come up deep into and though Lavits' chest as Lloyd simply stepped aside. Then Dart's yell and the sound of a Wingly wings as Lloyd jumped off the fortress.
Albert hadn't known the sound at the time, but now it was so familiar. With Meru zipping all over the place, and other Winglies who he had met.
A small hand pressed lightly down on his shoulder and he looked over to see Emily.
"I heard from Wink."
There was another side of the story. Wink had been saved by Lloyd twice when he could have just left her. Then she had saved him from Dart and if Dart had been a lesser swordsman she'd have died.
"Who..."
"She over heard, and told me before she ran off. I think Miranda went after her. It is not hard to see why she feels for the man..." Her eyes looked out to at the mountains.
"He did save her life."
"I forgive him."
"What?" He had to ask her, not only had he put her asleep of half a year he'd harmed her people through Lenus.
"My sister Lisa looked into the stars for me when I was younger and told me that people reborn were people brought back for good reason. If someone has the power to bring back the dead, they must also have the wisdom to use it wisely."
He nodded, Emille did have good wisdom herself.
"We should go back in, there is a wingly here to see us." She said lightly before turning back.
Albert followed her lightly, wondering what he would do about the man who took his best friends life. What others in the group would do, and most of all what Lloyd would do.
A/N: ... Ok major sappiness on Albert! So much sap I think I'm drowning! *gurgle, gurgle*
Meru: I get to go eat in Omnia! I wonder what the food is like?
Deven: What's a hamburger?
Meru: . Stupid human who never gets out! *thwaps him with stick*
Deven: Owie!