Ah, sorry for not putting an annoying author thing here before, peoples. And before we get on with today's late chapter that I got up at 5:40 to write, I think Lucca is way out of character, but I never really used her in my game, and thus, I know practically nothing of her(Henceforth, Lucca's personality shall be improv.). Also, even though Magus was my favorite character, and the one I used the most(he's also the one I used for Lavos the first time I fought it.) I don't know that much about the guy. I took him on all the sidequests, and every story point I could get him to be in, and I still just got a kind of quite guy who likes to blow up stuff.(reminds me of myself.) So if Magus seems a little out of character, then blame me. And now without further adieu, behold my explosive divider…

BOOM!(I told ya! Explosive divider!)

"I'm running a scan over his body first, to make sure he's not carrying anything important. Put him on that table over there." Lucca said, motioning to the medical table with three forms of what looked like lasers pointed at it.

Magus did as he was told and laid the boy on the table. "Why are you scanning him?" Magus questioned as Lucca began setting up the x-ray scanner. "

Have you seen his clothes? There blood stained! I'm not going to let him walk around in those! I'm getting this kid new clothes ASAP!" Lucca replied.

Then, just as Magus was about to say something, Lucca went wide-eyed. "What is it?" Magus questioned as he stepped over to look at the computer screen that connected to the scanner. What he saw utterly shocked him. For a few mili-seconds anyways. "My God…this kid is a…an enlightened one…and furthermore…a murderer…" Lucca said, still staring.

On the scanner, large amounts of magical energy were being shown in the boy. And it depicted, in the boys pockets, human hearts. Magus walked over and shook the boy awake. The boy turned his head to look at Magus.

"What…?" He groaned, still weak. "What is this?" Magus questioned, removing one of the hearts from the boys pocket. Lucca threw up at the site of the heart. "Oh…human hearts…yes, they're a bit of a…hobby for me…" The boy said, grinning.

Magus smiled. The boy reminded him of himself, in a necromantic, narcissic sort of way. By this time the boy had lost his strength and fallen asleep again. After incinerating the hearts in an outdoor three-second bonfire, Lucca scanned the boy again.

"Hm…seems that he's carrying armor under that cloak. And a sword. We might as well let him keep those. But this is strange…it seems as though there's not only human blood in his veins, but also mystic blood, and the blood of the enlightened ones." Lucca turned her head to Magus hesitantly, then added, "He could even be your long-lost brother for all we know. With that mix of blood, he has eternal life, and youth apparently." Magus turned to her, glaring.

"My brother? Don't make me laugh. Though he could be useful. To me, I mean." Magus explained.

"Perhaps, but only if we take proper care of him for the next few days." Lucca said.

Of course, Magus was done talking, and was already out the door before she was done speaking.

Great, It's up to me alone, now. Lucca thought to herself, silently. Well, three days passed and three days came, and on the third day, something happened. The boy had a dream.

Darkness. Darkness was all Alex knew now. He had floated in darkness for quite some time now. But now, he had a light.

A blue, sad light, the light at the end of the tunnel. And now he swam for that light, through the darkness.

But after three days of swimming, he finally touched it. And as he drew his hand away, it grew larger, blinding him. Then the light was gone. And in its place, was a woman. No, she was a girl, but another person, nonetheless.

The girl had a purple cloak around her, and beautiful blue hair tied up in a pony-tail. The string she used to tie it up was golden, and the girls ear rings were gold. A circle of gold and jewels surrounded her head. She looked fit to be a PRINCESS.(Guess who?)

"Who…who are you…?" Alex questioned. The girl turned to him, a sad blue filling her eyes.

"I am Schala." She said, quietly, as though frightened of something.

"Schala…? I feel as though I know you…" Alex said, pondering his own words. Why did he even bother talking to this girl? It was pointless. He would wake up from this dream soon, and then he would have to find a way back, back to the war.

"You do know me. You just don't remember." The girl said.

Alex shook his head. "That's impossible. Inconceivable. I never met anyone with blue hair." He replied.

"Yes you did, you met plenty of people like us, you just forgot." Schala said.

"But…I have no knowledge of my early child hood…the farthest back that I can remember is when I was first enlisted as general of the mystics army." Alex replied, shaking his head again.

"Alex…let me help you remember." Schala said.

"Help me remember? What are you-" Alex was cut short as Schala embraced him.

Then suddenly, he felt a weight. The weight of his sorrow. His sadness. His misery. And it hurt. So he cried. And Schala cried. And as two of their tears touched, the tears formed a jewel. And as two more of their tears touched, Alex remembered.

BOOM!

Heh, I think that's long enough, wouldn't you say? And I think I'm actually getting how the chapter format works down…but I'm not to sure. I might do it this way. But its so tedious! Yeah, I think I might stick to my other style, that one made it feel more like the books and reports I'm used to writing…R&R or your heart goes in my pocket!