Second Chances
By Chomper318
Author's Note: Tales of Symphonia belongs to Namco. I'll String Along With You belongs to Diana Krall. This ficcy belongs to me. I hope readers will like it, it's my first TOS fic.
I'll String Along With You
You may not be an angel
Cause angels are so few
But until the day that one comes along
I'll string along with you
I'm looking for an angel
To sing my love song to
And until the day that one comes along
I'll sing my song to you
For every little fault that you have
See I've got three or four
The human little faults you do have
Just make me love you more
You may not be an angel
But still I'm sure you'll do
So until the day that one comes along
I'll string along with you
--Diana Krall
Chapter Five
Kat could see the man from where she was standing. He was staring at her as intensely as she was staring at him. Her breath came in short bursts. Every sense in her body was alert, tuned to the man across the sea. She was beginning to think that something was wrong with her eyes when the man started floating, flying perhaps, towards her. Kat blinked, and rubbed her eyes. She opened them and sure enough, the man was flying towards her, with a pair of wings.
Kat let out a soft gasp and murmured, "He's an angel."
The minute she said that, she felt an odd sense of déjà vu. Something about this scene felt oddly familiar to her but before she could put a finger on it, the man landed gently a few feet from her.
Up close, she could make out the details. He was physically young looking, almost a head taller than she was. He had dark brown hair, which seemed to go every which way. But his eyes, which were the same color and shape as Lloyd's, showed his true age. Whereas Lloyd's had a sparkle only a young man could muster, maintain, and sustain, the man in front of her now had eyes that were weary and haunted. Sorrow was there. Along with pain and knowledge and wisdom. And at this very moment, there was curiosity too. And perhaps a ray of hope.
He walked quietly towards her, tentatively as though he was afraid of scaring her off. When he was only an arm's length away, he spoke.
"Anna?" He reached out for her, but stopped. Whether it was because he thought better of it or he was afraid that she would disappear into thin air, Kat would never know. Because while her heart was elated by the sight of the man in front of her, her mind was screaming at her. What is going on? Why am I feeling this way? Her mind seemed to be processing many different things. All of which Kat was not willing or simply unable to take in and understand. I'm afraid. She let out a whimper and could see the hesitation in the man who seemed to be the cause of whatever that was happening to her.
"Anna," he repeated again. "It's me...Kratos," He reached out again for her.
Despite the fact that she didn't think of herself as a coward, she did the only thing that seemed logical in moment so surreal that it frightened her. Kat felt the rush of a panic attack. Feelings of being hunted down and preyed upon swamped her. Her world was closing in on her. In the distant, she could hear screams—screams she thought were hers. He'll kill me. He has to kill me. Her eyes widened and before either of them knew what would happen, Kat ran for her life.