(What was the great revelation, Rutee? All Crystaelius said was that he was going to kill all of the humans except for Guile; was that the revelation? Well, I'm not going to bother you all with questions; you didn't come for that, right?)
The Myth of Crystaelius:
Chapter Thirteen: The First Act
Crystaelius sat casually on a large upright piece of debris, his legs swinging forward and backwards. His eyes were set on nothing particular, and he hummed an almost bitter sweet tone.
Guile cleared his throat. "Excuse me, but what exactly are you planning on doing?" The boy gave him a side glance. "It is nothing too exciting; I'm only going to rid Filgaia of every single human that lives on it."
Guile sighed. "But why would you do that? What have the humans done to you, a being that passed away years ago?"
Crystaelius stepped off of the rock and considered the question carefully, as if he was searching for a unique way of answering. "When I was much younger, my parents would always tell me that peace was only a day away; truthfully however, peace does not exist. It is something optimistic people use to comfort themselves, but peace is a pathetic dream."
He frowned slightly and continued. "Even though they would always say that, it didn't change the fact that they were still murdered by those blasted demons! The entire town was massacred, and only those who hid themselves away cleverly survived; only those who could do nothing survived."
Crystaelius ground his teeth. "I watched my family be slaughtered, and those filthy creatures killed them right in front of my eyes, but they spared me! Why would they spare me, you ask! Because they took joy in watching others suffer!"
He sighed as Guile stepped back. "So, there is your answer; the Neosapiens are at fault for causing the war, and as a result my innocent parents and sister were killed. I thought I would join them two years later though, but I didn't, and was cast away into Filgaia."
Guile slumped slightly and looked away. "I… am sorry for asking. To tell you the truth, I hadn't realized what I had done to my own family…"
Crystaelius reclaimed his smile. "Oh, well, time is falling short. Once Filgaia has been encased in ice, I can begin the reversal process."
"We should go back," Virginia suddenly declared as the others sat in silence. "Why should we? Onioron was blown up," Enrique stated. "Orion," Aaron corrected him, receiving only a scowl in his direction.
The girl nodded. "Well, yeah, but what else is there to do? This blizzard came out of nowhere and what would it hurt to go check?"
The swordsman considered the thought carefully. "I suppose it would be fine to make sure the remains of Orion have nothing to do with this."
Virginia smiled. "Exactly, so let's get going!" she exclaimed.
It did not take long for Lombardia to turn around and reach Orion; the destroyed structure was still lazily floating in the sky.
"It's getting cold," Enrique remarked as the dragon neared the structure. Todd shrugged. "I don't really feel anything concerning temperature; it's really just warm."
The two traded a few comments as Ileana stared out the window. "Grandfather, are you involved with this?" she thought. "But you've passed one, have you not?"
Crystaelius winced. "Well, that is quite unexpected; our Drifter friends have decided to visit; I wasn't intending on that, but one must improvise."
Guile watched as the dragon landed on a patch of rubble as the compartment upon its back opened, allowing several of its passengers to disembark.
Virginia had exited first, and was followed by Aaron. Jet and Ileana were last as Todd and Enrique remained inside.
The four had barely begun surveying the area when Ileana suddenly ran off towards two figures near the center of the platform. "Grandfather!" she cried, running towards as fast as she could. "Ileana, stop!" he ordered, causing her to halt a few feet away from him.
"What's wrong, Grandfather?" she asked while trying to hide her happiness. "I… no, it's not the time; I don't deserve your affection Ileana, not after how I treated your brother and the people who assisted me."
The girl attempted to advance towards him, but another voice halted her. "Yes, it's true; he really doesn't deserve anyone's affection," Crystaelius stated as they all looked at him.
"Who are you!" Ileana stammered as he smiled slightly. "Oh, Aaron and Jet can easily answer that question," he responded while turning to the two.
Aaron fidgeted and grasped the hilt of his sword tightly. "You are the one who inhabited Zane's body and informed us of how to reach Orion?" Crystaelius nodded. "Yes, I am."
Jet snorted. "Fine, but why did you help us anyways?" he asked as the boy faced him. "Why? Because of the pointlessness of it all; Crystaelius doesn't exist. Guile's plan was a complete waste, and even if he did succeed it would only result in Urien being awakened."
"Crystaelius isn't real?" Ileana muttered, fear beginning to creep up within her. Crystaelius chuckled. "You have my thanks though; you all contributed greatly to my awakening as well, but unfortunately, I must execute the reversal of Filgaia's energy."
"What do you mean 'reverse Filgaia's energy'?" Virginia blurted out. The boy brushed a strand of hair from his eyes and answered, "I would basically feed Filgaia its energy; I am Filgaia's energy! But it would not be my power, but rather that of the many life forms existing on this planet."
"So then, Filgaia would prosper while all the beings not directly linked to it would die?" Aaron confirmed.
"Correct."
Jet aimed his ARMs at the boy. "Sorry, but I'm not going to let you kill every single person on this planet!" he exclaimed while firing a series of bullets. Crystaelius quickly raised his arm, causing the bullets to freeze in midair. With a sudden burst of air, they flew back at the Drifter and collided with different parts of his body; spurts of blood fell to the floor.
The boy kept his arm and hand up as Jet cried out in pain, his body slowly rising into the air.
"Did you actually except that to damage me, Jet? You really are a fool, but that does not excuse the fact that you are an abomination, worse than the humans! You are both organic and mechanical, similar to that of a demon, but a small portion of Filgaia's energy rests within you, and that allows me the ability of manipulating your body and movements; I could easily crush you this instant!"
Aaron had immediately drawn out his blade and rushed at the boy, slashing downwards. However, the blade encountered only air, as Crystaelius was now standing behind him with Jet still in his control.
"You are still unable to help your friends Aaron; aren't you ashamed?"
The boy raised his free left hand and fired a small burst of energy at the swordsman, which caused a small explosion once it landed on his chest and knocked him back through a boulder.
"Stop it…" Jet muttered as Crystaelius tightened his grip, causing the Drifter to wince in agony.
"Do you want me to stop, Jet? Do you want me to allow you pathetic humans to continue to exist! No, I will not stop! I suffered, and in turn, so shall you!"
He lowered his arm, and Jet collapsed to the ground, his body still frozen. "My energy is providing a constant strain on your body; you should crumble!"
The silver- haired Drifter ground his teeth as his eyes widened. He could feel his body giving away, and tears actually began to form in his eyes.
"Damn you, damn you! Stop it! Stop it!" he shouted as a bright green aura appeared around him; his eyes lit up.
"What is this!" Crystaelius yelled as he leaped back. An explosion of light occurred around Jet, but in a second, it was over.
"Jet, are you all right!" Virginia demanded as she and Aaron rushed over to him. The Drifter remained motionless, suspended in a slumping motion over to floor.
A slight chuckle, however, could be heard from the body as he slowly rose.
Jet grinned widely and began to laugh as he raised his head to face Crystaelius. His eyes were alight with energy, and a green aura flowed around him. He gripped his ARMs and aimed it at the boy. Silver wires sprouted from the black shell and began to encase it, gradually creating a large cannon- like weapon.
Virginia began to walk towards him as he continued the chuckle. She circled around to his front and looked into his eyes.
"Jet…?" she mumbled as the weapon began to charge up with power. "Virginia, what are you doing! Get out of the way, now!" Aaron ordered. She glanced at him. "He won't fire, just wait!"
"There isn't any time!" he yelled before pulling her out of the way as a massive blast of energy shot out at Crystaelius, who merely jumped over the blast as it exploded in an amazing display of light and sound.
"Well, quite interesting; to think just by feeding you a morsel of my own energy you respond like this and become one with the planet. The pure form of the perfect being, however, you have not reached that; you are only a malfunction, how pitiful."
"What do you mean, what happened to him!" Virginia asked urgently as the boy glanced at her. "A merging of two different energy types from the planet has happened inside of him. My pure Filgaian energy, and his corrupted power have formed one type, creating a vast amount of power."
Jet lowered his weapon and laughed once more. "Yes, I have become perfect! The true state of my being is complete!" His grin grew wider and his laugh became louder as Aaron helped Virginia up from her position on the floor. "Virginia, please, we have to go."
She shook her head slowly. "We can't leave him, not now…" The swordsman sighed and grasped her, beginning to run back to Lombardia. "We can't do anything now! We'll help him later!"
Guile and Ileana had watched the event from Lombardia, along with Todd and Enrique as Aaron and Virginia neared the dragon.
"We have to get ready to go," Todd stated solemnly as he sat down in a seat. Enrique scratched his head. "But what about-,"
"We can't do anything about it right now; it would be better just to retreat."
Aaron and Virginia quickly boarded the dragon as he finished saying this. "Quickly," Aaron began. "We have to go and now."
Crystaelius sighed as Lombardia flew off into the air, he scratched his nose almost impatiently. "It seems your friends decided to run; a wise move in my opinion."
Jet smiled and replied. "Yes, but I still have one more thing to do; in order to prove that I am the strongest being in existence, I must first defeat you in combat."
The boy nodded as a calm wind blew through the area, leaving only silence as the sun slid through the clouds.
(Well, I have a question for you all: would you like there to be an epic ultimate battle for the end of the story, or something else? It's not the end yet, though, I just want to know.)
