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I don't really have much to say, only that this story is gonna take a few more twists. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Dragoon, but I do own the characters that I created and the Dragoon War.

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I felt myself holding onto the boy. As I opened my eyes, I saw the ground. I looked at myself. I was still alive, and the stab wound in my stomach was gone.

'Strange.' I looked over and I found the Virage. It was staring at us. It was probably wondering why we weren't dead. I was wondering that too. I felt strange. Very strange. I realized I had put up a shield, but the strange thing was, it wasn't my shield. At least I hadn't ever used anything strong enough to stop a Virage's attack. I stood up. The boy ran over to Lloyd, who was standing just a few yards away. As the Virage charged up another beam, I felt a bit dizzy.

"Sparkling Waves!" I said as my hands pointed up at the sky. I couldn't control myself. Water shot up from the ground around the Virage. It went above its head and started to spin. The Virage was lifted off the ground by the water. The water bottled the Virage up and then there was a huge explosion. I stumbled backwards and fell on my butt. Everything went bright again and in a few seconds, it returned back to normal. I sat there, blinking, trying to get my eyes adjusted to the light. Lloyd ran over to me.

"Are you okay?!" He helped me stand.

"Uh……yeah. I'm fine." I touched my stomach where the hole used to be. 'How is this possible? I should be dead.' I wasn't really complaining though. I didn't mind actually living through that blast. I looked back at the frighten boy. He was standing beside of Phirala.

"You'd better hurry and finish summoning Mike. Boralo won't stay down long." Milro told me.

I nodded and took a deep breath. I looked over at Boralo laying on the ground, motionless. "Oh dear Dragoon Queen, please send the Dragoon of Dreams to Endiness to help us win this war." Dark green light surrounded the boy Mike. When the light disappeared, a red haired man stood in his place.

"Mike!" Saphira ran over to Mike and hugged him. He blushed a bit but hugged her back.

"Aren't they the perfect couple?" Phirala looked up at Milro.

"Yep." Milro looked down at her. "You did a great job."

Phirala had a huge smile on her face. "I know."

I stared at Phirala and Milro, then looked over at Saphira and Mike. 'They do make a good couple.' I smiled as Saphira and Mike started talking.

"Hey, shrimp?" Milro was obviously talking to Phirala because he flicked her in the head.

"What?" Phirala sound really irritated.

"I was just thinking 'bout Hajeri." Milro said in a low voice.

"Why?" Phirala continued to watch the two love birds talk.

"I don't know. Remember that time that I told you that we had started that food fight?" Milro asked her. I listened closely.

"Yeah, except which food fight are you talking about?" Phirala turned and looked up at him.

"The one that Hajeri actually helped rub pudding in our faces." Milro smiled.

"Oh. That one. Why were you thinking 'bout that?" Phirala twirled her hair between her fingers.

"Because that was the first time Hajeri had laughed, and I know that he didn't laugh 'cause of me. Saphira was also in the room. I think I understand it all now." Milro seemed sure of himself.

"Understand what?" Phirala asked curiously.

Before he could answer, a low moan came from behind us. I turned around and looked at Boralo who was waking up. Rose moved towards him with her sword drawn.

"NO!!" I stepped in front of her. She stared at me with a confused look on her face. "I will NOT allow you to hurt him anymore." I had NO clue what I was doing, but I had a feeling I was doing the right thing. I think. I ran over to Boralo and helped him up. Either I was going insane, again, or I was…uh……going insane. That probably doesn't make any sense, but then again, I never make sense. He stumbled backwards a bit.

"Why are you doing this?" Boralo muttered.

"Just shut up and keep still. This wound could kill you if you don't get any help soon." I helped him gain his balance.

"But I tried to kidnap you." He muttered.

"You tried to kidnap me. Boralo didn't." I whispered to him. He stared at me.

"You heard, didn't you?" He asked me. When he realized I wasn't going to answer, he closed his eyes.

"I'm not sorry for what I'm about to do to you." I told him. He looked at me. My fist went flying into his face. He fell backwards and hit the ground. "I'm sorry, Boralo." I had said that I wouldn't tell him that I was sorry, but I never said I wouldn't tell Boralo that I was sorry. I looked over at Kongol. "Carry him, Kongol. We need to get him to Deningrad. Tie him up with this." I threw some rope at Kongol and he caught it. "Tie him up real good, but not too tight."

"Why did you do that?! You should've killed him!" Rose yelled at me.

I glared harshly at Rose. "I did what I had to do."

"You did what you had to do?! You had to kill him!" She yelled once more.

I stomped over to her. "Why don't you just shut up?! I know what I'm doing. Okay?!"

"And I thought you were smart." She said coldly.

She just crossed the line. My fist flew into her face. She stumbled backwards a bit but managed to regain her balance. I felt anger fly through my entire body. "I would watch what you say to me or I'll do much worse then a bloodied up nose next time." I felt everyone watching me as I walked over towards my sword and put it back on my back. "Let's go. We don't have much time." I started to walk down the mountain. Everyone slowly followed me.

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We were all at the inn in Deningrad by noon the next day. Everyone was either gathering up supplies or resting. Rose, Lloyd, Ace, and I were the only ones awake and standing in the room. Rose still looked a bit ticked off about what happened earlier. I really needed to learn how to control my temper. It really wasn't the best time for Rose to be mad at me. Boralo was laying on a bed, still tied up, sleeping. I took a deep breath and walked over to Rose. Lloyd and Ace looked up at me.

"Listen, I want to explain why I didn't kill Boralo." I told her.

"Explain." She looked up at me, anger filled her eyes.

"I have a feeling Boralo hasn't been himself lately." I saw a confused look on her face. "I overheard him, Hajeri, and this yellow creature talking about a week ago and I was confused at first, but then I remembered that Dragon. You know, the Dead Dragon that belongs to Hajeri. Is it possible that that Dragon took control of Boralo?"

Rose thought for a moment. "If he did, then whenever he took control of you, then they'd probably have to lock the real Boralo up so he wouldn't escape."

"Exactly." I knew I had it all figured out, but then it hit me. How could the Dragon take control of Boralo? Boralo knew the words the get the Dragon out of his head. He was the one who told me. This made no sense what-so-ever. Why didn't he just say the words and get out of the Dragon's control? Unless……unless it wasn't the Dragon that took control of him, but someone much, much stronger. Someone strong enough so the words wouldn't work. My mind literally blew up. This was all so confusing.

"Hello?" Rose shook me gently.

"Huh? Oh. Um……I don't think the Dragon was the one who took control of him." I explained.

"Who then?" She sat down in a chair.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I have absolutely no clue."

"Great." Rose closed her eyes.

"I know who it was though." A man's voice said from behind us. Everyone turned and looked at the man. It was Hajeri.