(Damn, I killed off Zane, my favorite Order of Osiris member! NO! At least I made room for Crystaelius though. Oh, and if you didn't notice the reference to Haruko Crystaelius made, it was there, with the boy who could manipulate and absorb energy. Well, thanks for calling the last chapter was cool, even though I though it was rushed Actually, I had thought of Enrique dying and Guile merging with Urien. Anyway, this chapter isn't going to be that long.)

The Myth of Crystaelius:

Chapter Twelve: A Lonely Soul

Ileana opened her eyes slowly before sitting up in the chair in the back portion of Lombardia's back. Her abdomen burned with pain and she was extremely tired.

She stood up, surveying the room. There were five seats stationed three yards in front of her, and the solitary chair in the corner longed for a partner.

There was a conversation occurring in the front.

"A 'thank you' would be nice, Jet! We would all be dead if Aaron and I didn't help you!"

Jet cleared his throat. "Oh really? Have you already forgotten who killed Haruko? Oh, and I was the one with the only weapon that could scratch that damn thing. You should be the one thanking me!" the sulky Drifter responded.

Virginia huffed. "Oh yeah! It's not like you could have done that without help; namely me and the others!"

Enrique snorted. "Do they always do this?" he asked Todd. The boy shrugged. "Before I met them I guess they did; they didn't fight that much when we were tangled up with Haruko."

"Who's Haruko?"

"An ultra- powerful demon who had once been human; he was going to destroy Filgaia out of revenge for the previous war and his entrapment in a mask."

"Oh."

Ileana rubbed her eyes with one hand before turning around to face her brother. "Oh, I see you're awake," Aaron stated with a smile.

"How did you-"

"I was looking out the window right there; I didn't notice you until now."

She glanced around. "Where… are we?" she asked as he scratched his head. "We're onboard a dragon named Lombardia; I'm not sure where we're headed though."

Ileana winced. "Where is Grandfather? I haven't seen him around here." Aaron frowned. "He… didn't come with us when Lombardia destroyed Orion; I can't tell you anything sure about him."

She seemed hurt, but also somewhat relieved. "Whatever his fate-,"

"-was also his destiny," Aaron finished. "You're not only the one who was raised by the same parents." She smiled slightly. "I remember that phrase for some reason; Grandfather never said it to me though."

He shrugged. "Well, as long as you're all right."

Lombardia suddenly shook though. "Whoa, what was that?" Virginia inquired as her argument with Jet ended. Todd looked out the nearest window. "Oh my… Everyone, look."

Virginia, Enrique, and Jet stood behind him and watched as the land beneath Lombardia change.

"It's freezing; what is going on?" Aaron muttered as he looked through the rear window.

Ileana coughed. "I've never seen the snow before." Aaron smiled. "I have a few times. It once snowed on Christmas day actually."

Snow flakes were beginning to fall in rapid succession as the dragon stopped. "A disturbance has shown…" Lombardia stated as Virginia thought for a moment. "How can it be snowing, though? It doesn't get cold enough, and besides, it happened in an instant."

Enrique snorted again. "Uh, has this happened before?" Jet nodded. "The weather acted funny when Haruko was still around; if that bas-,"

"Jet!" Virginia exclaimed. "What?"

"What are you doing?" Guile asked in a surprised tone. Crystaelius smiled as he scratched his nose. "I was just providing a little snow, besides, I think it's time to get out of this stuffy little body."

Zane's body gasped as an orb of light flowed out of it. The boy's body collapsed to the floor as a calm voice sounded. "Ah, how nice the breeze feels; soon this Filgaia will be perfect."

The light changed into a young teenage boy, about what seemed to be fourteen years of age.

His hair was a ghostly white; it flowed down his back and shoulders. His skin was an extreme pale, and his eyes were a damp indigo. Overall, his expression was a mix of happiness and sadness.

He wore a dark robe which fell to his ankles. "You're… an Ewl?" Crystaelius nodded. "Of course, we appear much more humanlike, but our essence is more, shall I say, abrupt."

The boy smiled. "Now, it's time for our grand play to begin; all the actors are in place, and that includes us, my friend."

"Grand play?" Guile froze. "What do you mean?" Crystaelius chuckled. "The end of everything is near, Guile. Once Filgaia is frozen, these Neosapiens will endure the great ending, and it is all thanks to you."

"You're going to destroy Filgaia?"

"No, but the humans will pay. But I'll spare you Guile, along with your granddaughter, right? You despise your grandson, do you not?"

Guile choke. "I… suppose so."

"Now that is not an answer," Crystaelius replied. "Well, think about it for now; you have a front row seat to the end of the world!"