Magic Mirror: Broken Valentine Saga
Amazon Bunny- Meesa baaaaaack! And I got new muses for this chapta! Let me introduce to you them! They are...GENIS!
Genis:frolicking through the flowers: Hey Bunny, when am I gonna come back from the doctor?
Amazon Bunny- Sometime in the next decade. Anyhoo, Zelos is my second muse!
Zelos:walking around Meltokio with hunnies (absent from muse world):
Amazon Bunny- ...Zelos, wherefore art thou?
:silence:
Amazon Bunny- well, anyways...Sheena is my last muse...
Sheena:stalking zelos, stealthily hiding in trees, watching (absent from muse world):
Amazon Bunny- ...Genis, disclaimer.
Genis- Do I get paid?
Amazon Bunny- I got you nice weapons to kick mithos' ass. Be a good boy and do as I say.
Genis- Mithos is my friend, though.
Amazon Bunny- FINE! I don't own Tales of Symphonia! Btw, italics are clips of the story Raine read (Magic Mirror).
Troy looked up at the stormy sky, hismessy auburn hair ruffling in the wind. Freya was gone, she was never coming back. He stood there for hours, staring at the clouds, wondering why the Almighty Spirit from the other side of those massive clouds had taken her away. When the clouds parted, and the storm ceased, stars glittered in the night sky, and a shooting star fell across the horizon.
When he was little, he was always told that when a shooting star fell across the sky, it meant that a soul finally returned to where it belonged- up in the sky.
"I bet that was you, my beloved," Troy said to himself. "She's not waiting, she's not coming back. She knows it as well as I do. Forgive me...Freya."
"Raine!" Genis called from the edges of Iselia Forest. "Raine, we brought a doctor!"
By the time that the trio had arrived, Kratos had encouraged the half-elf's thoughts of going home to rest, so they were absent from Dirk's home. However, Dirk came out of the home, having returned from the expedition for Raine, and told them where she was, and where Kratos was.
"I hope I get paid more for this," the doctor grumbled.
"Don't worry, you will," Colette told him. "Of course you will."
Back at the Sage household, Raine was sleeping peacefully in her own room, Kratos sitting on a chair by her side, half-asleep. Having burned the cursed book when she was asleep, the fumes were making him nauseaous. How a smell could travel from the depths of the forest to Iselia, he did not know.
He was jerked out of his thoughts by a loud rapping on the door. "Raine? Kratos? It's us," Lloyd's voice called.
"Took you long enough," Kratos said, opening the door. "Come inside."
The elderly doctor hobbled in, cleared his throat, and pulled out his bifocals from his pocket. "Where is the patient?"
"In here," Genis showed the doctor to Raine's room.
"Quite a lovely little patient," the doctor said. From his medical bag, the doctor took out a stethoscope and listened to her heartbeat. "Steady and strong," he announced. "No heart problems so far." After measuring her blood pressure, eyes, ears, and everything else that a doctor usually did before diagnosing the patient, the doctor declared that Raine was actually quite fit.
"But..but Doc!" Lloyd said. "What about all that pain she had earlier?"
The doctor shrugged. "There's nothing I couldn't find unusual. Do you know the source of the symptom?"
Kratos spoke up. "There was a sort of 'tatoo' thing on her neck."
The doctor raised his eyebrows suspiciously, as if that could hardly be a source of such types of pain, but hastened to check for the sake of his paycheck. After about a minute, he straightened, with solemn eyes.
"There are no marks on her neck," he said slowly. "Unless you think this is some sort of funny joke..."
Colette shook her head. "Kratos saw it, so I believe him." She hurried to Raine's bedside. "It's not there, Kratos! What happened?"
She looked up withsad eyes. "Kratos, there is no mark."
"Impossible,"the auburn-haired mercenary snarled. "It's right there." He pointed to the half-elf's neck. Indeed, there was a mark on the Professor's neck in the shape of a broken heart with wings, complete with the hourglass.
"I don't see it," said Genis.
"Me neither," Lloyd agreed.
The doctor cleared his throat. "Ahem...I'll be accepting my pay now. From the traveling expense, and the emergency call included, the total comes to two thousand and fifty gald."
"Whaaat?" Genis' jaw went slack. "What kind of payment is that?" He dug in his wallet. "I only have fifty gald."
"I stated two thousand and fifty, young man," the doctor said huffily.
"I will pay you," the mercenary said. "Here's your money."
"Thank you. I need an escort to get back to Sybak, if you don't mind," the doctor said, putting the many, many coins in his bags.
Lloyd sighed. "I'll do it."
"Good, good. It's good to see youngsters so devoted these days," the doctor said idly.
"Shut it, old man."
When the small gathering of people at the Sage household had returned home to their daily business, only Genis was left. The little mage sighed.
Freya pulled at the scar on her neck. It was an old battle wound, from the Great Islaine Rebellion. Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, and her sides heaved for oxygen. Silver hair spilled fell over her shoulders. "What's happening?" She whispered to herself. Her clear blue eyes were half-shut with pain. The scar was crudely cut when she was held prisoner during that Islaine Rebellion. Ironically, the wound was in the shape of a broken heart with wings...
...Troy sat in the leafy tree,the full moon shining radiantly. A little brighter, a little more eerie than usual. His mind drifted from thought to thought, from the Great Rebellion, where his dear Faithe was murdered, to the incident where he met Freya. Faithe...What a cute girl she was. She had long brown hair, bright brown eyes, and always had a sweet smile. He would never forget the day she died. Never never! It was all his fault...He was the one who killed her. Not the Islaine citizens...Her blood stained his hands, that evil, red color, when his sword ripped through her chest. His face was splattered with her blood, her life. She died soon after.
Genis, while tending to his sister, was still a little child. When applying a warm washcloth to Raine's forehead, he noticed a small leather book by her nightstand. Her diary...
Curiousity overtook him, and he leafed through the pages. Most of it contained the Journey of Salvation. "How boring," Genis mumbled. "'Today we went to Palmacosta'," he mimicked, irritated. "Or, 'We just reached Asgard today. It's a nice city, very comfortable area, compared to the others. It's sort of like Iselia, I guess I could say'." After flipping through most of the book, he came upon the last few pages, where there was a crude sketch of someone who looked very farmiliar. "Kratos..?" Genis wrinkled his nose. "What the heck?"
"Genis...?" Raine whispered sleepily. Quickly, he shut the book, and laid it back where it was. Luckily, his sister's eyes were still shut. "Genis, is that you?"
"Yeah, Raine. It's me. Raine, are you feeling any better?"
"Yes...Where's everyone else?" Sheasked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. The pain seemed to have reduced substantially, because it was barely a whisper.
"They went home about two hours ago," he replied. "They were all really worried about you."
"Were they?" Raine said sleepily. "Tell them not to worry next time you see them, then."
"Okay, Raine."
Genis decided not to tell his sister about the marking on her neck. It might provoke her to become her 'angry sister' mode. It might also make her worried, and overly protective.
"What time is it?"
"It's seven fifteen."
"Night?"
"No. Morning."
"Oh," Raine slumped back against her pillows. "You haven't slept at all? You should go get some sleep, Genis. I'll be fine."
"No, I'm young. I can stay up all night."
"Just what's that supposed to mean?" Raine joked. "Are you saying I'm old?"
"You're not that old,"said Genis.
"That old?"
"I mean, you're not old at all."
"That's good, I guess," Raine laughed. "Do as I say, Genis. Go get some sleep. You'll need it. Trust me, I was your age once."
"Now THAT sounded like an old person," Genis grinned.
"Do it, before I get angry."
"Fine, fine.."
"What are you going to do after you liberate the captives here at Henweida?" Faithe asked, laying in the grass beside Troy. The young couple were enjoying the little spare time they had underneath the coolness of a weeping willow.
"I'll liberate the captives," Troy answered. "And after I do that, I'll come back to you, and marry you."
"Will you?" Faithe breathed. "Oh, tell me I'm in a dream, this just so perfect!" She rolled over and caged him down. "You know what would be really perfect?" She said, her voice low and seductive. "If we could get married, and have a whole house of children. You know I love children. Oh, wouldn't that be perfect?"
Troy didn't answer, but pressed his lips firmly against hers. Flipping her over on her back, he grinned impishly. "How about we get started on that house of children now?"
Shielded by the willow's leaves, Faithe moaned as his lips once again touched hers, his hands removing her clothes...
Kratos stood in front of Anna's grave, his dark eyes brimming with tears. Why did she have to go? Why couldn't he save her, why! At Iselia Human Ranch, why couldn't he have put a Key Crest on her Exsphere earlier? And now, she was laying here in the cold, dark ground, where HE should have been. He should have been laying in the ground, not her. Not her.
Alien tears came to his eyes. Shaking his aurburn head violently, he forced himself not to cry. He would never ever cry!
"Anna..," Kratos whispered.
The bushes behind him rustled lightly. There was no wind that day, so it seemed odd. Perhaps it is a very big squirrel,and the thought no more of it.Until he heard a sniffle, that was.
"Who's there?" He spun around,teeth bared, sword unsheathed.
"It's just me!" Raine backed away."I came to pay my respects...It's the Festival of..." She didn't say it, because obviously Kratos hated the word 'dead'.Yes, it was once again the Festival ofthe Dead. It was a time when the living paid respects to the dead. Raine had a wreath offlowers in hershaking, pale hands. Lloyd, Genis, Colette, and the others were going to meet her in Mizuho,since they had already paid their respect to the deceased friends.A less brave woman would have bolted in the other direction at the vicious look Kratoshad. Everyone knew how much he hated that holiday. Not because he hated respect for the dead, but because itmade this all the more painful.However,Raine boldly walked up to the grave and gently put the wreath around the tombstone.
"I bid you adieu," she said softly.
"Yes," Kratos said between gritted teeth."The same to you."
"Well well well, if it isn't Super Ultra Cool Beauty! How's mybrilliant minded hunny?" Zelos greeted in Mizuho.
"Rather fine, Zelos. I see youhaven't changed."
"Ouch," Zelos whined. "You're always so cold."
Not really, Raine thought.Just on the outside.
"Raine! Don't mind him," Sheena ran up the dirt path. "It's almostsix. What took you?"
"Nothing," theProfessor lied. "Nothing at all. Just dabbling along the way."The marking on her neck momentarily stung. Raine's forced smile faltered. "I know, let's get the girls and go to the bathhouse. I'm sure it's been a long day."
"I'll go with you!"Zelos volunteered, making eyes at Sheena. "Voluptuous hunny..." He cooed. "Let's take a bath, shall we?"
She shoved him off. "Hell no," she growled. "You perverted, stupid-"
"Let's go,"Raine grabbedSheena's hand. "I'llprepare the bath. You can get the girls."
To my reviewers-
Hamano Ayumi- Thank you thank you thank you! You are my bestest reviewer ever! You're the best! Email me! I hope you update 'Guardian' soon, I can't wait to read the next chapter! May your stories always be my favorites!
Rice8369- The ending to this story might creep you out, my friend. Thank you for your review!
Tenshi No Namida- Nice name! lol glad to know that you agree with me about the purists...O.O lol thanks a bunches for your review! I hope you liked this chapter!
DarKFaeries- lol I don't think Raine'd like it if you ripped off Kratos' head, lol. I don't mind though...lol! I hope this chapter was good! Keep on reviewing!
Naiana- Niiiice name! I like romance stories too! Most of the time, anyway. Except when the characters (especially the guys) cry too much. I'll make sure I contact you if I need ideas!
Amazon Bunny- AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Cliffie!
Kratos- GRRRR...
Raine- ...:in bath: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Kratos- You made me act like a stupid asshole!
Amazon Bunny- Don't worry, you'll be nicer tomorrow.
Kratos- ...
Raine- Ahahahaha, nobody answered your poll!
Amazon Bunny- Yes, guess the "what is this thing called love" will be discontinued if I don't get a petition of sorts saying for me to continue. RR everybody! Click that purple button down in the corner for help. (lol review, that means)