Weee! Third chapter! This one is a little shorter than my other ones, I think...sorry! I'll put up more soon. I have probably another chapter still that I've already written. Umm,so far there'sbeen some confusion about Sophia, and what's going on with her. Well, let me see...(SPOILERS)
At the end ofthe gameLuther, the Creator, istrying to erase Fayt's whole galaxy andthe whole program...system...thingy that they live in. So...naturally, Fayt andhis companions are being erased as well. Until a little voice inFayt's head tells him to "believe" and it goes on abouthow if you can think than you can believeand if you believe than you...are! I thought it was a little corny, personally, but that's just me. So, in my story,Ichanged the ending a little and made it so Sophia was taking a longer time to "believe" than the rest, which meant she wasn't where the others had woken up. Fayt started freaking because he liked her and is veryprotective of his comrades. So,instead of waiting to see if Sophiacould figure it out for herself, Faytstarted to imagine her and how she was, unknowingly bringingSophia back to their galaxy. He had forged some sort of telepathic link, I suppose, that brought back a part of Sophia, but not all of her...as you probably have surmised from my writing.
Sorry if that was a little unclear. I hope my explanation above can help!(Also, sorry for the spoilers...)
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"So, as you can see, chief elder, Albel here is very sorry for what he did." Fayt said, elbowing Albel in the ribs when the older man snorted. Fayt then bowed, out of respect, and looked back up at Albel expectantly.
"Just make sure those ignorant shamans stay out of my way next time." Albel mumbled, glaring back at Fayt. The swordsman wouldn't bow to this withered excuse for a leader; the young boy ought to know that. Fayt just sighed and looked back to the chief.
"Could you please just give us back Albel's things so that we can leave your village peacefully?" The old chief looked from Fayt to Albel, staring at the older swordsman with wrinkled, tired old eyes.
"You don't know what you're getting into, young man." The chief said, wagging a finger in Albel's face. Fayt knew how much this annoyed the hot tempered man, and prayed silently to the gods that Albel wouldn't do anything rash. "I suggest you stop your search before you get in too deep. The Dead don't sleep, remember that. You not being able to find them doesn't necessarily mean they won't find you. The shamans tried to warn you, but you cast their warnings aside. Take my advice then, and stay away." the elder finished, crossing one arm over his chest and offering Albel's bag with the other. Albel glared daggers at the chief, then snatched his bag roughly out of the shaking, old hand's grasp and stormed out of the hut.
Fayt, in his hurry to leave and catch up with Albel, turned quickly before exiting the hut, bowing once more and saying, "Thank you for your hospitality, chief elder. I'm sorry for all the troubles we have caused you and your village." With that done, Fayt turned once more to leave the hut, jogging to catch up with Albel.
"Wait! Gods, Albel! Did you actually think that they wouldn't get mad that you beat the hell out of their chief shaman?" Fayt all but yelled, astonished and almost out of patience with the fiery swordsman. Albel turned on the young boy, hair falling into his blood red eyes.
"Be quiet, Leingod. I don't need your reasoning to explain the results of my actions. I also didn't ask for your help in this matter, but you had to be your 'noble' self and cut in when you're not wanted." Albel turned back, wanting nothing more than to leave this accursed village and move on to another one. Fayt, however, wasn't through.
"What was the chief talking about in there, anyway? The Dead don't sleep? What was all that about?" Fayt asked, tired of being left in the dark. Albel growled and spun back around, standing closely in front of the boy.
"Even if you deserved to know my intentions, maggot, I wouldn't tell you. So don't even bother asking about it and don't bring it up again!" he hissed into Fayt's face, glaring down at the small teenager.
"Fine, fine. I won't ask you anything anymore…" Fayt grumbled, looking down because he found, to his surprise, that he couldn't make eye contact with Albel. The older swordsman humphed, and turned to walk away again. "…rotten old man." Fayt finished, looking up in time to see Albel stop, the older man realizing that Fayt had used the same words he had used to describe Woltar, the man who had raised Albel. Turning to look over his shoulder at Fayt, Albel glared, and then found himself smirking.
"Bah. Hurry up, maggot." Is all the flustered swordsman said, then continued walking, shaking his head at the audacity of his younger companion.
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"Your majesty." Nel said, kneeling reverently before the Queen of Aquios. The wise Queen had only called Nel to the audience chamber minutes ago, but the devoted woman was there long before she was expected. The red haired warrior had just gotten back from Peterny mere minutes before the Queen called, a small riot making trouble there.
"Ah, Nel. I see you have come in answer to my call." The gentle, red eyed Queen said in a worn, tired voice. After just recently coming to an agreement with Airyglyph, the kingdom Aqios had been warring with for some time, Aquios was still in ruins. It had taken all of the Queen's strength just to keep the kingdom running, often times getting barely enough sleep, having to pore over the hundreds of letters from the upset civilians of random villages scattered through the countryside. One letter, however, stood out in the Queen's mind. "Nel, I trust that you have taken care of the riots in Peterny?"
"Yes, your majesty." Nel answered briefly, wanting to keep her answers short, since the Queen still had much to do.
"Good. I have yet another mission that I hope you will agree to. You may, of course, rest before you leave, but I have agreed to send someone to the village of Shinda before night fall tomorrow."
"Excuse me, your majesty, but I've never heard of a village called Shinda before. May I ask where it is located?" Nel interrupted without meaning to.
"Shinda is a relatively small village, barely meeting the requirements for it to be called a village. It's more of a settlement, really. I'll have someone give you a map with its location later. As for the task you must undertake, apparently two strange travelers have recently visited the village, causing a sort of uproar. The chief elder of this village described them as 'one with bright blue hair' and the other with 'a claw for one hand and blood red eyes that made my spine tingle.' As you have probably already come to the same conclusion as to who these two mysterious people are as I have, I'm sure you won't mind going to this village to investigate." The Queen finished, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"Yes, your majesty." Nel answered, kneeling once more and then standing to take her leave.
"Thank you, Nel. As always, may the gods be with you. You have helped me more than I could have ever hoped. You may leave." The Queen said, nodding slightly to the young woman.
"Thank you, your majesty. I shall not fail you." Nel added, bowing deeply before finally turning to go.
"Fayt and Albel?" Nel thought to herself as she walked towards the doors that led to the hallway, "What could they be doing here?"