To Kill An Angel: A Fanfic by Gyppy
Timeline: Based 2 years after "Rising Shadow"
Summary: After Nebilim's shadow was sealed away once more, Lloyd thought that they could all finally enjoy peace. However, he could not have been more wrong...
Two old servants of Nebilim, half-elven females who had once worked for the treacherous Dark Lord, set out to stop Lloyd and his allies. Their first target: the Eternal Swordsman's father himself.
Pairings: LloydxColette and SheenaxZelos primarily, with hints at GenisxPresea, SelesxOC and minor KratosxRaine. There will also be some PronymaxYggdrasill.
Author's Note: This is my sequel to Rising Shadow. It's gonna be quite a bit different from my usual fanfiction, though.
First of all, in case you're too lazy to go back and read Rising Shadow or if you just forgot the details, Abyssion was the main character in my previous fanfic, and Nebilim (the form you fight in the game) is his arch-rival. Abyssion has a younger brother, Leviathan, who falls for Seles (hence the SelesxOC). This fanfic focuses more around Lloyd, however. Colloyd and Sheelos will be the primary pairings.
And now, for the warnings. As with most T-rated fanfics on this site, there will be swearing, violence and some references to sex. However, there's a bit of a deeper warning involved with this fic: two of the OCs which I am pairing up are female, which will add a shoujo-ai warning to the fic. There won't be any real yuri in the fic, but there will be references to shoujo-ai. The rating may go up later if I decide to pull a Lifelong Promises later on in the fic.
Also, as a side note, those of you who have read Difficult Journey (Rising Shadow's Kraine sidestory) will know that Kratos and Raine are officially a pairing in this storyline. However, there will be very few references to the pairing in the actual storyline. There may be a few Kraine moments, but I understand that there are many people who would hurt or even kill me for making Kraine references in a supposedly canon fic. I personally enjoy the pairing, and if you hate it, so be it. Don't be reading a Kraine supporter's fanfiction if you dislike the pairing. Got it?
As a side note, text like 'this' is in a flashback/dream or a voice in someone's head. Got it?
Thank you very much for the review(s).
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia, Namco, Final Fantasy or Square-Enix.
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Chapter 1: Visions of Martel
Yggdrasill's P.O.V.
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'"No... it can't be... Martel is dead..."
I looked up at the figure that stood before me. That long, flowing green hair, those gentle green eyes... it was as if Martel herself had been revived. But Martel had been killed by Nebilim over four thousand years ago... she couldn't be standing right before me, alive!
"Yggdrasill, it is not your imagination," the figure that stood before me said. "I must tell you this... the Cruxis Crystal that contains my soul is bound in the space where the Tower of Destruction once stood. Nebilim took the souls of those he killed and placed them in Cruxis Crystals lining the interior of the Tower. I managed to make it out alive, but so many other souls... were lost."
"I thought I had lost you forever," I said. "You... you couldn't possibly be alive, standing in front of me..."
"I am a lifeless being," Martel said. "In my current state, I will fade... unless I am revived. The way to revive my soul so that it will not be trapped by the Cruxis Crystal... is to seal Nebilim's power from this world forever. To do that... you must seal Niflheim itself."
"There's no way I could preserve you for that long," I said, unable to keep the worry out of my tone. "Lifeless beings are not capable of living in the outside world for such a long period of time!"
"I know that," Martel said. "Nebilim sealed the survivors with a special magic that would prevent their fading... and now that Nebilim has returned to the Underworld, I will begin to fade once more. The demonic power that is taking me over and sealing me within the crystal must be stopped. You can do that... I trust you, Yggdrasill."
Martel slowly faded from my vision as I continued to gaze upon the form that I had known from so long ago.
"So she's alive... but only in the Cruxis Crystal... she will never have a physical body again, but I wish for her to live on... I must defeat Nebilim, and seal the Underworld itself... she trusts me, but... I doubt I can do it."'
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Third-Person P.O.V.
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Yggdrasill awoke from his slumber with a start. He looked around, frantically searching for the figure he had seen in his dream. However, all he could find was the still-sleeping figure of Pronyma, next to him in the bed. He looked out the window and quickly figured out it was still nighttime on Derris-Kharlan; it must've been at least two in the morning.
Wait a minute, he thought to himself as his gaze shifted back to Pronyma. What is she doing here?
He didn't remember any of the events of that evening. All he remembered was that he had fallen asleep, and experienced a dream about Martel's soul still being locked in the Tower of Destruction's former resting place. As he watched Pronyma, something suddenly came to his mind; then he noticed that his clothing was still on, and breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad he hadn't done that with her.
He rose out of bed ever so slowly; there was no way he'd be able to get any more sleep after that dream. As he slowly wandered down the massive halls of Vinheim, he summoned forth his wings; finding the catwalk on the second floor, he jumped right off the edge and sailed down into the main room, looking around. Hoping and silently praying that nobody saw him, he stepped into the transporter that led to Welgaia. He wished to return to Symphonia as soon as possible.
However, a silent voice interrupted his train of thought.
"What are you doing here?"
Yggdrasill turned around quickly, noticing the form of Lloyd standing before the stairs.
"I couldn't sleep," the seraph replied. "And besides... I could ask you the same thing."
"It's dangerous to go outside of Vinheim at night," Lloyd said. "You never know what the hell might be lurking out there. You wouldn't want to die before you were able to finish off Nebilim, now would you?"
Yggdrasill was silent for a moment, floating in the aura of the transporter. Finally, he found his voice and said, "Martel is calling to me. She appeared in a dream I had-"
"What the?" Lloyd exclaimed, interrupting Yggdrasill. "Martel... was calling to you!"
"Yes," Yggdrasill stated simply. "She says she still lies in the resting place of the Tower of Destruction. Her Cruxis Crystal is slowly trapping her within... she will never be able to see the light of day again if we can't seal Niflheim."
"You can't seal Niflheim by yourself," Lloyd said, calming down. "And you can't seal Niflheim if you can't even restore your energy. I know there's someone out there who's looking for us..."
"Ah, yes," Yggdrasill said, remembering Kratos. "You wouldn't want your father to die, now would you?"
With that, the seraph floated out of the transporter's aura and returned to his room. Lloyd watched his sparkling wings the entire way.
"I wish we knew everything," the swordsman said. "Everything about Nebilim... everything about what he's planned for this world as well as Symphonia... and what he's planning with Kratos."
Lloyd silently returned to his own room, contemplating Yggdrasill's words.
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"Katrina, Camille," Nebilim's voice said through the projector. "You must kill a Seraph of Cruxis and take his Cruxis Crystal. There is no way I'll be able to break the seal unless I have a Seraph's Cruxis Crystal."
"Understood," the older of the two, Camille, said. "I will seek the Seraphim."
"Which one shall we go after?" the younger, Katrina, asked.
"Go after Kratos," Nebilim replied. "He is the oldest, and thus has the strongest and most useful Cruxis Crystal. It would be good if you could get more than one, but Seraphim are far too powerful to risk it. And besides... Kratos has a descendant. The others do not."
"Yes, sir," Katrina said, brushing back her jet-black hair from her eyes. "I shall do as you wish... and Camille as well."
The projector turned off, and the two half-elves stared at each other, locking eyes.
"We'll take out that Kratos," Camille said, a devious smirk crossing her face. "Of course, I don't think I'll be able to pull it off without you." She pulled the other's face closer to her own with her hands, gently taking Katrina's head.
"And I wouldn't be able to accomplish it without you," Katrina said softly, reaching up one of her own hands to touch Camille's face. "And the gods of Hurricana shall surely smile upon you as well as me."
The eyes of Camille seemed to radiate a warmth uncharacteristic of her cold heart. She allowed herself to plant a soft kiss on Katrina's lips, then broke away and returned to her own room.
Katrina reached down and grasped the hilt of her sword of fire. "In the name of Efreet, I swear to protect you. And I hope that you protect me as well."
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Author's Note: The baddies have been revealed. Yep, you guessed it; those two half-elves featured in the last chapter are the two main baddies. And they're also in love, which is a peculiar twist to my story. I don't write shoujo-ai (as a matter of fact, I vehemently oppose it), but I figured it'd be a unique touch to incorporate it into my fanfiction in some way or another.
You may ask me why I gave them those names. It should be fairly obvious if you know a shred of detail about Atlantic hurricane history (which I'm sure you don't if you don't live in the United States). Katrina was the one that hit New Orleans just earlier this year, and Camille was a big Category 5 storm back in '69. (And by Category 5, I mean one that actually struck land at that strength. Camille is one of the few Atlantic hurricanes that has made landfall in the U.S. at Category 5. The only other two on record were an unnamed storm in 1935, and Hurricane Andrew in 1992.)
And these two characters have nothing to do with the storm souls featured in some of my other fanfiction. They are separate characters, simply named after the hurricanes.
Yep, there's day and night on Derris-Kharlan. And Pronyma wound up in Yggdrasill's bed. Figures...