Mary Beth the Chosen: Alright. Anyone who revieiwed and read this story I'm sorry about the
block paragraphs on the first chapter! TT But this time the next chapters won't have any block
paragraphs of doom I promise! And I'm so sorry that I haven't updated awhile because I have
school and my parents won't let me on the Internet!
Anyway, on to the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia Namco does, but I do have a copy of the game!
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Today was a busy day in Iselia for everyone is preparing for the annual festival to celebrate the reunification of the two worlds, Sylvarant and Tethe'alla. It also marked the start of a new year. The heat of the sun beats down on the village's inhabitants, forcing them to take off their sweaty shirts as they set up the booths and such for the festival. Two young boys, Darren Wilder is about seventeen years old and was about five inches and ten centimeters tall who has raven-black hair, clad in baggy white pants, a sleeveless red and gold shirt and simple brown work boots, andwith blue eyes as the blue sky. And the other, Caleb who is twelve years old andabout four inches and eight centimeters tall with flaming red hair, deep blue eyes, wearing knee-length green shorts, a white shirt and shoes the same color as his shorts helped another group of men set up the stage for the festival performers.
Inside a nearby house, several women bustled about in the kitchen, preparing the food for the festival. a young blonde-haired woman worked intently, only stopping to brush the sweat away from her face. She quickly returned to her chopping, as an old woman entered the the kitchen with vegetables.
The old woman set her basket down, watching the young woman as she concentrated hard on the tomato she was slicing. "Colette, dear, don't put your fingers so close to the knife. You'll chop one or two off."
"I'm fine grandmother." Said Colette, with a calm smile. "I've managed to keep all my fingers together in one piece so far."
"And I would like to keep it that way," her grandmother, Phaidra, added. She glanced around at all of the women as they work. "Why don't you have any help?"
Colette sighed, reaching for another tomato. "Because my 'help' hasn't arrived yet." She set the tomato down and glanced out the window watching the men work.
Phaidra glanced at her grandaughter. "Amy?"
"She's just like Lloyd." Colette replied, returning to her chopping. "Always late all the time."
"Amy will be show up," Phaidra assured. "Otherwise she'll catch it from her father."
Colette shook her head. "Amy had better be here in the next five minutes. I don't think I can take another fight between her and Lloyd." As soon as she said that, a loud crash and shouting came from the men working outside. Suddenly, a tall , brown-haired girl, who is seventeen years old andabout five inches and two centimeters tall, with eyes as blue as her mother's, bursted into the house. Her knee-length pink dress with white edges fluttered gracefully into place as she stopped.
"I'm here!"Amy said, with a bright smile. She stepped back when she saw her great-grandmother Phaidra's expression. "What?" Her great-grandmother's look was just as scary as father's. "But grandmother,I-"
"None of your excuses." Phaidra interrupted sternly. "Put on an apron and help your mother with the food. Then you can start on making desserts."
Pulling her long hair into a ponytail, Amy reached for an apron and quickly went to work slicing the vegetables. Satisfied, Phaidra gave Colette a look that says to watch Amy if she slacks off, and took her straw hat and basket and walked back outside.
Colette set down her knife and cleaned her hands on a nearby towel, watching her daughter slice the carrots. Amy noticed that her mother was watching her closely. "Now what, mother?" Amy replied. "Whenever you look at me like that, it always means that you want to lecture me about something."
Colette giggled a little. "No silly it doesn't. Maybe I'm justbeing entertained by watching you."
Amy turned and leaned against the counter. "No you're not. You always do that fake giggle when you lie."
Her mother sighed. "Alright, fine. But I'm not going to lecture you. I just want to ask you."
Amy looked up. "Hmm? What is your question then?"
"Do you have a dress for tonight?" Colette asked.
"No, but why would I need a dress?" Amy replied.
Colette glanced outside to make sure Phaidra was out of sight. After making sure, she took Amy's and quickly led her upstairs to her old bedroom. The room was lit with pools of sunlight that filtered through the soft curtains.
"Sit on the bed." Colette ordered. Amy sat, watching her mother open an old trunk at the foot of the bed, and went through it. "It has to be here somewhere...Aha!" Colette stood up, pulling out a dress.
Amy gasped. "Mother! It's absolutely beautiful!" She exclaimed, moving to touch the delicate red and white lace dress. Colette reached in the trunk again, pulling out red and white ribbons, and shoes to match. "But, what's this for?"
"For you to wear to the candlelight vigil tonight, remember?" Colette replied handing the dress to Amy. "It should at least fit you."
Amy frowned. "What candlelight vigil?"
Colette opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted. "It's in honor of all the people that died during the Chosen's Journey of World Regeneration. And as for my parents your grandparents as well." A brown-haired man finished. Amy looked past her mother to find her father, Lloyd Irving, leaning on the door frame.
"I don't remember us doing anything like that before." Amy replied, glancing over at him.
"It's because when we did the last one, you were only three years old." He grinned. "You were confused about it then, too."
"Who's gonna be there?"
" Your aunts Sheena and Presea, your uncles Genis and Zelos, and your godmother Raine, godfather Regal and Lord Yuan."
Amy turned to her parents. " Are Darren and Caleb gonna be there?"
"of course." Lloyd replied. "Now go outside and practice with your swords. We'll be leaving before it gets dark, I want you to at least get some training today."
Colette sighed as her daughter dashed down the stairs. She turned to her husband. "When are you ever going to tell her the truth, Lloyd?"
"About what?"
"About the World Regeneration. About what really happened to her grandparents."
"I'll tell her when she's old enough to understand. I wasn't mature enough to know the truth about my past. What makes you think Amy can handle it now?" Lloyd replied.
Colette smiled as she stood up. "That's because she's more mature than you ever were."
"Hey!" Lloyd protested.
"But that's probably the reason why I love you so much." Colette finished as she kissed Lloyd. "You were always like a little kid."
Lloyd put his arm around her as they walked down the stairs together. "You're still not thinking about the time at the Thoda Geyser where I thought shooting water out of the Sorcerer's Ring was cool, are you?"
Colette laughed.
Amy peeked out around the village to make sure Phaidra wasn't looking. Quickly and quietly, Amy sneaked past the gardens behind the Halo Item Shop. It wouldn't be good if Phaidra caught her sneaking away to practice. She expected Amy to help in the kitchen with the rest of the women. Phaidra was old-fashioned that way. Although, men were usually considered better cooks than women.
Finally out of sight, Amy breathed a sigh of relief. Until she heard someone screamed:"HEY AMY! HOW ARE YOU! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN A WHILE! WHERE ARE YOUR PARENTS!" Amy jumped and frantically grabbed the person behind her and covered his mouth, diving behind some crates.
She let go and the guy grinned, his sky-blue eyes twinkling. "Don't do that, Darren!" Amy cried, furiously. "You nearly got me caught!"
Darren laughed. "That was kind of the point, Amy."
"You...you!"
"Me what?"
"You're impossible, that's what." Caleb added. Darren looked up to find Caleb staring at him and blinked five times.
"Thanks, Caleb." Amy replied. "Wanna have some fun?"
"Amy Anna Irving!" Phaidra! Replied a surprised Amy. "Why aren't you inside the house helping your mother!"
"Uh-oh!"
Darren grab Amy's arm. "Run away!" He cried. The trio took off through the center of the village, heading for the south entrance. They could hear shouting behind them. Phaidra recruited some men to go after them.
Caleb looked behind them and gasped when he saw the sentries on their tail. "They're coming after us! And they're incredibly fast!"
"We're not going to make it out alive!" Amy thought for a moment. "Unless!..." She put her two fingers in her mouth and whistled. Shouting could be heard, and a pink and white streak came running up beside them.
"Trixie!" Darren and Caleb cried in unision.
Amy swiftly jumped on and held out her hand. "Get on! Quickly!" Darren and Caleb both nodded and got on. Trixie picked up speed as soon as she felt everyone was safely on her. And quickly ran out to the entrance and sped to Iselia Forest. They had escaped.