A/N: Ne!!! 11 chapters! Hella yeah! I wasn't really expecting to write
thrid chapter, so much as get some fans! Yay!!! Oi, I'd be happy because
we placed fourth at my Competition!! Yay!!! Ok so I really believe your all
going to like this chapter, especially Striker! (note to self: stop being
so nice to anti-Lloyders) ..... Don't own Legend of Dragoon!
The young man awoke to a sweet smell. It had the smallest hint of lemons and roses mixed together. He smiled at the sent and shakily stood up. A nicely decorated spear lay next to him and so did some white pedals. He laughed suddenly relishing what had happened. "I'm alive," his whispered to the blue heavens, "I'm alive...."
However happiness never lasts, not even for the dead.
Not more that a hour later did Lavits' view on life change.
Shana had sensed the new revival, and has sent out one of her many Virages to kill the new comer. It had approached the knight quietly, observing it's pray first, then it had attacking it.
Only to be met by a magical force, one which was much more powerful.
***
Albert rubbed his hands together in a desperate attempt to get warm. Deneingard was a very cold land. They had been forced to spend the entire night there, in the ruins of the Crystal Palace. It was awful in a way to have to spend the night in the hollowed and destroyed buildings that had somehow managed to survive the burning. He was almost thankful that the buildings in Bale had remained intact now.
Miranda had spend much of the night pacing. Her thoughts drifting back to her lands destruction. How the Virage had suddenly appeared, and destroyed the land around her. How her people screamed and cried. Only a few had she managed to save. Wink and Luanna, Setie... She wondered how they were doing.
Dart had stayed remote and distant. He had changed somehow, and changed in a bad way. He was no longer suffering over Shana. He was clinical, and cruel, he even seemed to take joy in what was happening to them.
Zieg had noticed the change in his son, though he had only known the boy for a short year, he still saw the change. However he feared to tell the others about it. They were to faithful to him, and saw him as an enemy still. They didn't trust him, or in many ways Rose.
Rose had sensed the slow change of friendliness to dispute among the other dragoons. She couldn't place it's reasoning. Or even it motive, just that they feared her now. It was strange, they had not feared her as the Black Monster, as an immortal. But now they did.
Nesha sigh, on the outside the group looked happy, well off, ready to face anything. But now that they joy of Omnia was gone, the joy of seeing each other. All that was left was a spite, and anger. It shouldn't be there, she didn't understand it. But it was there, in was in her too. This feeling that they all had given up before they started. Not even Meru could seem to lift them up. Nesha only knew that it was over.
Over before it had even began.
***
Shana could sense the presence of the Dragoons as they reentered the world. She could feel their power, almost as great as her own, but not as endless. She smiled as the Divine spirit began it's hunt for a new host.
"Tell the Changer that he can stop the show." She said to the demon next to her.
"Alrightss," it hissed back.
"Tell him I want him to give anything of that Drat's, the Divine Spirit included...."
***
Wink had been the first to see the blond hared man. She had not recognized him, but she could tell that he was in trouble. The small Virage looming in the tree's behind him was an easy hint.
Lloyd's hand flew out to the side and sent a powerful spell of magic into the beast. For a moment the creature didn't even react to the non- elemental magic. Then with a sudden lurch it stopped, releasing that it had hit something.
At the same time the blond man became aware of both the beast and the people saving him. His first reaction was to run from the small but powerful gray blob, his second was to see what it was.
The monster wasn't completely unfamiliar to him, he had fought a similar but weaker one before. However who ever he had his back turned to has fairly well damaged the Virage. Taking a step back so it would hit him, the blond man rushed forward with his spear. Slicing a delicate wound along the beasts green part he backed up. Just as he did another magical attack rushed forward, this time it was made of fire magic.
Virage wailed as it's flesh melted. Then with a slow and quite movement it hit the ground, hard.
Wink shivered as the Virage turned to dust. It's death reminding her just who Lloyd was. He was a not only a well trained killer, but a wingly. A nearly immortal creature with magic. She sighed on the inside as she remembered the hateful difference.
However that train was quickly left behind when she saw the looks that Lloyd and the blond man were giving each other. The blond man looked stunned, frightened and angry all at the same time. Lloyd looked about the same, only the anger was replaced more with horror.
***
Shana sighed as the Changer arrived. It was a shape shifter, and currently mocking the form of Zackwell, who stood not far from her side. "What do you have for me?" She asked.
In an instant the Changer lifted out a sword, it had a glowing golden fire burning down it's sides, and it was wonderfully decorated. She smiled, even if it wasn't the spirit, she couldn't refuse such a nice gift. "And the spirit?"
It reached down to it's side and brought forth the glowing gem. It was glowing for her she thought. Glowing for her.
Suddenly the gem leapt off of the Changer's hand swung past her. Roaring with all ferocity at the fact that the stupid dragon had chosen another partner.
***
Deep within the cages of Bale, Dilrivan sat moping. Failure, the little voices in his head whispered. You should be willing to scream out all your blood out for the world that gave you life. You should have taken the flame with pride and courage, but no, your to pitiful. Your so weak, has your space island made you feel safe? Deserter! Run away! Weakling! Trader!!!
"Quite..." His whispered to the voices, but they never listened, never...
Then they did stop, and Shana was standing before him. In her hand she was holding the most beautiful gem, a Dragoon Spirit.
"W-what?" He asked praying that she hadn't come to burn him.
"Would you like to redeem yourself Dilrivan?" Her voice was so sweet, so gentle and kind. It didn't sound like the monster they called Herosa at all.
"W-what??"
"Dart died... I couldn't protect him, but I would like to help, and that way we might have a world to come back to.... Dragons listen to me because of the things I have promised to do for them..." Was it him or did Shana suddenly look transparent? "I'll give the dragons back their lives, so long as they follow me. Dilrivan, you can redeem yourself. I want you to take this Spirit, to except it. Then I want you to break free." She paused watching him, "And I want you fight me, to fight the Herosa, I want you to win."
"But... what about..."
"I'm Shana Dilrivan, not the Herosa, I want you to go with the dragoons, I want you to save Endiness. Do you except?" She corked her head to the side and smiled.
"O-ok...."
"Thank you," She put the Spirit into his hands where it glowed profusely, and disappeared as another Shana came screaming round the cell doors. Dilrivan looked down at the glowing Spirit and smiled, now he would not fail. Now he could face the gray fire.... laughing.
A/N: Tahaa! Another chapter up, and here I though it was going to take till Wednesday! Bwahaaahaaa! I have lost on both my new web sites done, and I had fun in Santa Fe! They had twelve inches of snow on the mountain! Wowie! In any case I tried to make this decently long.... So review and tell me what you think!
Oh and stop by!
The young man awoke to a sweet smell. It had the smallest hint of lemons and roses mixed together. He smiled at the sent and shakily stood up. A nicely decorated spear lay next to him and so did some white pedals. He laughed suddenly relishing what had happened. "I'm alive," his whispered to the blue heavens, "I'm alive...."
However happiness never lasts, not even for the dead.
Not more that a hour later did Lavits' view on life change.
Shana had sensed the new revival, and has sent out one of her many Virages to kill the new comer. It had approached the knight quietly, observing it's pray first, then it had attacking it.
Only to be met by a magical force, one which was much more powerful.
***
Albert rubbed his hands together in a desperate attempt to get warm. Deneingard was a very cold land. They had been forced to spend the entire night there, in the ruins of the Crystal Palace. It was awful in a way to have to spend the night in the hollowed and destroyed buildings that had somehow managed to survive the burning. He was almost thankful that the buildings in Bale had remained intact now.
Miranda had spend much of the night pacing. Her thoughts drifting back to her lands destruction. How the Virage had suddenly appeared, and destroyed the land around her. How her people screamed and cried. Only a few had she managed to save. Wink and Luanna, Setie... She wondered how they were doing.
Dart had stayed remote and distant. He had changed somehow, and changed in a bad way. He was no longer suffering over Shana. He was clinical, and cruel, he even seemed to take joy in what was happening to them.
Zieg had noticed the change in his son, though he had only known the boy for a short year, he still saw the change. However he feared to tell the others about it. They were to faithful to him, and saw him as an enemy still. They didn't trust him, or in many ways Rose.
Rose had sensed the slow change of friendliness to dispute among the other dragoons. She couldn't place it's reasoning. Or even it motive, just that they feared her now. It was strange, they had not feared her as the Black Monster, as an immortal. But now they did.
Nesha sigh, on the outside the group looked happy, well off, ready to face anything. But now that they joy of Omnia was gone, the joy of seeing each other. All that was left was a spite, and anger. It shouldn't be there, she didn't understand it. But it was there, in was in her too. This feeling that they all had given up before they started. Not even Meru could seem to lift them up. Nesha only knew that it was over.
Over before it had even began.
***
Shana could sense the presence of the Dragoons as they reentered the world. She could feel their power, almost as great as her own, but not as endless. She smiled as the Divine spirit began it's hunt for a new host.
"Tell the Changer that he can stop the show." She said to the demon next to her.
"Alrightss," it hissed back.
"Tell him I want him to give anything of that Drat's, the Divine Spirit included...."
***
Wink had been the first to see the blond hared man. She had not recognized him, but she could tell that he was in trouble. The small Virage looming in the tree's behind him was an easy hint.
Lloyd's hand flew out to the side and sent a powerful spell of magic into the beast. For a moment the creature didn't even react to the non- elemental magic. Then with a sudden lurch it stopped, releasing that it had hit something.
At the same time the blond man became aware of both the beast and the people saving him. His first reaction was to run from the small but powerful gray blob, his second was to see what it was.
The monster wasn't completely unfamiliar to him, he had fought a similar but weaker one before. However who ever he had his back turned to has fairly well damaged the Virage. Taking a step back so it would hit him, the blond man rushed forward with his spear. Slicing a delicate wound along the beasts green part he backed up. Just as he did another magical attack rushed forward, this time it was made of fire magic.
Virage wailed as it's flesh melted. Then with a slow and quite movement it hit the ground, hard.
Wink shivered as the Virage turned to dust. It's death reminding her just who Lloyd was. He was a not only a well trained killer, but a wingly. A nearly immortal creature with magic. She sighed on the inside as she remembered the hateful difference.
However that train was quickly left behind when she saw the looks that Lloyd and the blond man were giving each other. The blond man looked stunned, frightened and angry all at the same time. Lloyd looked about the same, only the anger was replaced more with horror.
***
Shana sighed as the Changer arrived. It was a shape shifter, and currently mocking the form of Zackwell, who stood not far from her side. "What do you have for me?" She asked.
In an instant the Changer lifted out a sword, it had a glowing golden fire burning down it's sides, and it was wonderfully decorated. She smiled, even if it wasn't the spirit, she couldn't refuse such a nice gift. "And the spirit?"
It reached down to it's side and brought forth the glowing gem. It was glowing for her she thought. Glowing for her.
Suddenly the gem leapt off of the Changer's hand swung past her. Roaring with all ferocity at the fact that the stupid dragon had chosen another partner.
***
Deep within the cages of Bale, Dilrivan sat moping. Failure, the little voices in his head whispered. You should be willing to scream out all your blood out for the world that gave you life. You should have taken the flame with pride and courage, but no, your to pitiful. Your so weak, has your space island made you feel safe? Deserter! Run away! Weakling! Trader!!!
"Quite..." His whispered to the voices, but they never listened, never...
Then they did stop, and Shana was standing before him. In her hand she was holding the most beautiful gem, a Dragoon Spirit.
"W-what?" He asked praying that she hadn't come to burn him.
"Would you like to redeem yourself Dilrivan?" Her voice was so sweet, so gentle and kind. It didn't sound like the monster they called Herosa at all.
"W-what??"
"Dart died... I couldn't protect him, but I would like to help, and that way we might have a world to come back to.... Dragons listen to me because of the things I have promised to do for them..." Was it him or did Shana suddenly look transparent? "I'll give the dragons back their lives, so long as they follow me. Dilrivan, you can redeem yourself. I want you to take this Spirit, to except it. Then I want you to break free." She paused watching him, "And I want you fight me, to fight the Herosa, I want you to win."
"But... what about..."
"I'm Shana Dilrivan, not the Herosa, I want you to go with the dragoons, I want you to save Endiness. Do you except?" She corked her head to the side and smiled.
"O-ok...."
"Thank you," She put the Spirit into his hands where it glowed profusely, and disappeared as another Shana came screaming round the cell doors. Dilrivan looked down at the glowing Spirit and smiled, now he would not fail. Now he could face the gray fire.... laughing.
A/N: Tahaa! Another chapter up, and here I though it was going to take till Wednesday! Bwahaaahaaa! I have lost on both my new web sites done, and I had fun in Santa Fe! They had twelve inches of snow on the mountain! Wowie! In any case I tried to make this decently long.... So review and tell me what you think!
Oh and stop by!