AH! OMG! OMG! Laura, wrote another chapter of her horribly inaccurate fanfiction! No need to fear my dear advide reader MoonCannon there is plenty more where this came from! It's all wooo mysterious, I felt bad for Kratos when I was typing this chapter up...that's just really sad. Wow, I wrote this in about a hour, it's pretty bad, but I mean, I'm just making this up as I go along XD well, ummm hmmm I need to feed my toads...yeah, I heart my toadies! They're so cute! I wish I could put pictures of them up! Hmm, well, I was thinking about what I was going to write in my babbling section last night, and I realized, that, most of my brainstorming, happens when I brush my teeth...XD You're reading a fanfiction created by someone when brushing their teeth! HA! I dunno, but I didn't feel like putting the whole actual game in my fanfiction, I was hoping to actually start it after the whole kicking Mithos/Yggdrasill's ass. Hahaha it's fun doing that. Well, I'm un -hyper right now, so hence the reason why this little insert thingy, what the do I call these things before my story? I dunno, but that's the reason why I'm not babbling too much. Which you're all probably like thank god! This girl is insane! And Weird! and wow! Her fanfiction rocks! hahaha nah It's not too good, compared to like everyone elses XD Okay, this is yet again getting way too long, i'll shut up now, really I will. Enjoy chapter...what chapter is this? OH YEAH 5! haha I forget my chapters sometimes. XD ENJOY!

"The Great War was over, but the sorrow, never left. After Mithos finally returned to the camp, he looked so strange. I…I never saw him like that before. He took the remaining half-elves in Tethe'alla and returned to Derris Kharlan. Yuan and I went as well; there he made the discovery of the Cruxis Crystal, these crystals, when put into a body with a keycrest, stopped aging. That's why I still retained my apperance after so long. Apparently, the half-elves of Slyvarant were conducting experiments, with human prisoners in which these crystals would be made, from exspheres. It was all rather complicated, I stayed in Derris Kharlan for quite some time, Yuan returned to Slyvarant. I remembered what he said to me after Martel had sacrificed herself…that I didn't know the pain of losing someone I held dear, to me. I finally know that pain, and I understood why, why Mithos was like the way he was, and still is. I had lost someone, very, very dear to me."

Kratos

The forest of Iselia was dark, and quiet. The moons rays filtered through the trees, causing shadows of the leaves to dance in the cool night breeze. Two lone figures were running from some unknown foe. One of them was carrying a bundle, cradling it in their arms. The figure in front stopped and rested his back against a tree; he had a long sword at his side. The other figure, with the bundle, stopped and was panting as well.

"Kr-Kratos…lets just stop…please." A woman said to him, she was holding a baby in her arms and as she looked down at it, her eyes filled with unbelievable pain.

"No, I won't let them take you back…Anna. I won't have it! You're going to be all right. I promise, I'll protect you no matter what." Kratos said, pushing back a lock of brown hair that covered the woman's face. She looked at him and smiled. Rustling from nearby made them both tense and spin toward the noise.

"I think I heard something!"

"Yeah it came over here! Come on!" half elven soldiers said as their voices grew louder as they came closer and closer. Kratos grabbed Anna's hand and pulled her through the thick forest underbrush. They ran for quite awhile, Anna trying not to lose her balance on the uprooted tree roots. She looked at her husband who's eyes had fires of determination burning in them. She thought sadly to her self, He doesn't…he doesn't know about it… She looked behind them, there seemed to be no sign of the guards from Kvar's human ranch, at all. Kratos stopped and turned to her.

"I think, we lost them." He said looking around; they were on a rocky cliff face the forest was behind them. Anna sighed with relief and sat down. Kratos with a worried look on his face, sat next to her.

"Anna. What is it? What's wrong?" Kratos asked, he looked at their son, and smiled. Anna seeing this smiled at him.

"It's…it's nothing." She stammered, obviously not fooling Kratos. She clentched her are as a horrible pain shot through her entire body…she gasped in pain, and Kratos looked at her worried.

"Anna! Anna what is it? Tell me!" Kratos pleaded, she pushed him away and gave him the child. A bright light erupted from her hand. Kratos's eyes widened as he soon realized what it was.

"No…it can't, be. Anna." He whispered, as a grotesque monster like creature replaced the woman who was just there. The monster took a step forward, and lashing out hit Kratos into a nearby tree.

"Ugh…Anna you have to fight! Please try!" Kratos cried out, but the monster was soon in front of him its claw raised. It's sliver claws gleamed in the moon's light, and it drove its fingers into Kratos's shoulder. He gasped in pain, and the baby, who Kratos was still holding onto, began to cry. I won't…I won't fight her. He gasped more and the creatures nails dug deeper into his flesh. A pool of blood formed beneath him, he looked pleadingly into the monsters eyes.

"Anna…please, it's me. I know you, can hear me." He stopped as the monster pulled its now blood stained hand out of his should, and in one swift motion it used it's other hand to hit Kratos into the nearby cliff face. He managed to turn so that the baby wouldn't get hurt, instead he did. He felt a tremendous jolt run through his back, as he hit into the cliff. He laid there, gasping for breath, and struggled to his feet, he left arm limp and his side, dripping blood from the wounds. The monster stopped and let out a terrific screech, as if it were crying. There were the monster once stood was Anna, she was holding her head, and Kratos ran over to her.

"Anna, it's all right, don't worry." He tried to console her; she looked at him and his wounds.

"No…it's not, Kratos. Kill me…please." Kratos couldn't believe what he was hearing; he took a step back, in pure shock.

"Wh-what. No, I can't. I won't."

"You must, Kratos! For me! For our son! Please." Anna said as another wave of pain washed over her, she hunched over.

"Please…for…Lloyd." She said tears dripping down her face. Kratos didn't know what to do, he looked at the child in his arms, they hadn't decided on a name yet, but Lloyd, Lloyd sounded right. He took out his sword with a shaking hand he started to summon a spell, not before Anna had retransform and knocked Kratos to the ground, again, and the baby near to the cliffs edge.

"NO! LLOYD! ANNA!" he cried as he tried to get up, a green blur appeared in front of the crying baby and the monster. It was a dog like creature, it bared its teeth at the monster, which now hesitated, and turned back to Kratos, who was now up.

"Please, Kratos." He couldn't he just couldn't do it. A huge explosion suddenly made his eyes widened. The place were Anna, the dog like creature, and his baby son were standing broke away from the cliff, and plummeted down, into the rocky, dark abyss.

"NO!" he looked around and heard desians coming. He ran over the cliffs edge but he couldn't see a thing in all the dust, and debris. He turned around and not having a choice, dissappered, before the desians could catch him.

:Derris Kharlan:Present:

Kratos's eyes shot open, and he sat up. He only wanted to rest his eyes since well angels didn't need sleep. He sighed as he ran his hand through his red spiked hair. It's been a long time since I had that dream. He looked around the office. He noticed a small piece of paper lying on the desk.

"Strange…where'd this come from?" Since Derris Kharlan was now completely empty, and he was the only one there, a letter on his desk…seemed impossible, and almost eerie. He read its contents,

Dear Kratos,

I hope you're having a lovely time on Kharlan. I've been meaning to speak with you, about a very important matter. It concerns the health of your son, Lloyd. I don't want to sound threatening but, well, lets just say…if I don't get what I want, You'll lose the thing you most want, like your son, and the nice cozy planet, which he and his friend are living on.

Sincerely yours,

Lord P.

Kratos's eye's narrowed. What did it mean? And who was this Lord P.?

"Lloyd…" he whispered as he got up and stormed out of the office, into the deserted home of the elves, Derris Kharlan.