Onward to this action packed adventure. I'm writing this purely from imagination on how this part of Kharlen history went down. So don't hurt me if it's entirely how you thought it was.

Warning: Lot's of language, recalls on a VERY hint of yaoi, basically no pairings in this chapters. Lots of Spoilers. So Much Spoilers. A few graphic scenes. Nothing that much you should worry about.

Choices Of An Angel
Chapter Eight: Bitter Betrayal
Yuan's POV

"Damn you Kratos! How could you do this!"

There I sat, leaning against the wall of the Tower Of Salvation. Blood rolled down my face as I clenched my teeth through the pain. I looked upwards as Yggdrasill turned to Kratos, excepting back into Cruxis. I managed to stand up and yelled at him with all my might.

"YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER LEAVE! YOU PROMISED ME YOU'D NEVER LEAVE ME ALONE! DAMNIT, KRATOS! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! YOU'RE SIDING WITH ANNA'S KILLER! THE ONE THAT MADE YOU SUFFER. YOU PROMISED ME!" Every word I said I felt even more hurt. He promised me he'd never leave my side. I watched for a response but all Yggdrasill could do was laugh maniacally.

"So weak Yuan, if my sister didn't wish for your life, I would kill you right now."

It was Martel that still had a hold on both me and Yggdrasill. I closed my eyes as I thought about Martel. But I was jerked away from my dreams and thoughts from a powerful blow to my arm. One leg gave way and I was barely kneeling as I starred at the pair with hatred.

"..." Kratos didn't say anything. He seemed lifeless and brain washed. No there wasn't any excuse for what Kratos was doing. I tried by best to stand up and maintain my balance. Yggdrasill looked at me as if he found my pain amusing.

"Let's leave this fool," He spoke as he dis- appaited to Derris-Kharlen. That left both I and Kratos. I starred at him through the pain. It was so hard not to faint right there. Kratos couldn't say anything but just starred at me, wings extended.

"I'll never forgive you... Kratos, never," I managed. I couldn't tell how Kratos reacted to what I had said, but after I exclaimed those last words I fainted, and fell into a dark, void of betrayal and hatred. All these years, all these thousand of years, and this was how it would end

I awoke to what felt like the next morning. I cracked open my eyes, but felt immediate pain. I opened my eyes and I was laying in the Triet desert. Deserted from all life.

"Yuan, are you alright," I glanced over to my side and there stood the familiar face of the man from a few years ago who had spoke of the organization against Cruxis. Now I felt more compelled to stop Mithos. Not just for Martel, but for Kratos.

"Yes, thank you Botta," I managed. He nodded then realized Kratos wasn't with me. He looked like he wanted to know what had happened, so I told him, told him every last thing that had happened.

"I see, then I would like to you something," Botta walked a few feet to the right and a huge base came into view. It seemed made of marble, and sketched with flowing mana. I starred at it with complete shock. Had they really been planning this since he had come to my doorstep those years ago?

"This is the base I and the fellow Renegades have constructed over the past years, in hope you and Kratos would join forces with us. But as it stands now, I see only you would be likely to join. But currently we are leader-less," His words trailed off in my mind. I was still thinking of Kratos' betrayal. He had lost his soul when he lost his wife and son. Because of him I had to question everything. Because of him I found it hard to live any longer.

"So you are saying you want me to join with you and become leader?" I asked intruqied to find a way to stop Kratos. I wanted to join Cruxis also so I wouldn't get hurt any more, but I knew it was a selfish reason. Botta looked at me and nodded brisk fully.

"Exactly, if you would," He spoke. With a slight smile I nodded. We walked into the base. Waiting on each side of the door way were hundreds of renegades. Each produced the un mistakeable auroa of being a half-elf.

"I would like you all to welcome our new leader in this fight against Cruxis, Lord Yuan," And from that day on I was accustomed to the name 'Lord Yuan'. I put Kratos and all his lies and words behind me. Right now he was just a frightening memory which someday I would have to face if I ever wanted to grant Martel her well deserved eternal rest.

"Our first goal is to infiltrate the Iselia Human Ranch," Botta spoke addressing the renegades. This power felt wonderful. A power over so many, a power that I knew I would never misuse like Mithos and Kratos.

"Yes, and we'll need all the training and power we can get," I explained. Everyone seemed to listen. It felt great to command someone, but without using brute force.

"I agree, that's why I would like each of you to take up a kind of magic," Botta explained. Even I seemed confused.

"Like healing arts?" I asked in confusion. Botta nodded.

"Yes, we'll never every type of magic user if we stand a chance against defeating Cruxis," Botta explained. I turned to him uneasy. I would have to announce to my group that I was once of Cruxis myself and granted an eternal life against my will.

"I have to say something," I spoke, un-sure what the out-come of making this announcement would be. But I wouldn't lie to anyone else. I had learned that from Kratos. I would never trust anyone or grow close to anyone again.

All the renegades turned to look at me. I cleared me throat and extended my wings. A few gasps were let out but were quickly hushed. I looked at each one of the renegades and began my explanation.

"I was granted an eternal suffering, an eternal life. I fought alongside Mithos the hero, and was given an eternal life against my will when the Goddess Martel had died. Now Mithos, or should I say Yggdrasill is trying to revive the goddess and ultimately destroy our worlds as a punishment for taking his sister away from her. I will stop at nothing to stop Mithos' ideals. For I too have lost someone close to me from Mithos' destruction. Not once, but twice," I became silent as I withdrew my wings, hoping to be excepted as who I was. Botta tilted his head and spoke loudly.

"I have to admire Yuan's forwardness to tell you all this. He is a half-elf as you all might have guessed, so he knows of our quarrels and worries," Botta spoke trying to break the ice for me. I couldn't thank him or anything. Kratos had taken that power away from me also.

The heads nodded sharply. I was accepted. More so happy that my past was accepted. I smiled, a fake smile and left to my new room. I closed my eyes and looked the door.

I was in love with him, and he ended up betraying me after I laid myself in the line. It felt like being stabbed in the heart. I didn't want to fall to pieces, and leave Cruxis to corrupt the worlds. But with Kratos still out there our memories would always haunt me. And if his son was still alive, I could possibly turn Kratos back to his normal self. It was worth a shot. And if it meant getting Kratos back, with his full-heart, I'd do anything. Which scared me, I never had let ago of him, I was and and still in love with him although I denied it. Damnit... Life had to be so bitter sweet.

Author's Note:

Yuan still loves Kratos. yay! I couldn't help but crying when Kratos betrayed Yuan. It's so sad, and yet Yuan still yearns for Kratos back. Ugh! Nall I need a tissue!

Nall: Get your own

Me: shut up! You're breaking the mood! Ok this story will run for proabbly two or three more chapters at the most. I promise! More like two. I still have a few more twists I want to put in before I end this. And let's just say it won't end up like the Tales Of Symphonia we all say. Hehhe!