AHHH Hello all! Don't worry I didn't die, I really don't know how I didn't...Sorry about the lack of updateage! Haaa I made a new word :D I had my stupid AP, which I probably got like a 2 out of 5 on...and I went to anime boston! I couldn't find anyone dressed up as symphonia though T-T That's just stupid! Anywho, as you can see I made Zelos alive...he's comic relief in my amazingly serious story, which is just starting to heat up! Oh yeah, it's gettin good Uh well, I hate the Mongols, and I hope you enjoy chapter 6 of Blue Skied Symphony! Yes, I own no one..and Kratos and Yuan and Yggdrasill still own you all! BWAHAHAHA! I'm crazy:D WOOHOO! Chapter seis already! Happy Cinco De Mayo too:D I heart cliff hangers!
"It has been two months since the defeat of Mithos, and all his evils. The two worlds now separated live as one, neither having to take the others mana. Life was good now; everything was going well, well almost everything. Kratos, Lloyds father left us, Lloyd well, he's been doing all right. Can't say I blame him for being down I know I would be. Then again, my parents never liked me to begin with, but that's another story. So, now we're beginning another journey, to destroy the rest of the exspheres, and to liberate all the people still left with exspheres. Our journey though, takes a turn for the worst, I hate it when that happens."
Zelos Wilder
: Derris Kharlan:Past:
The bloody figure of Mithos fell onto both knees, before Lloyd and his group. His breath was ragged and he took it in short gasping pauses. He looked up at them, his blue eyes burning with rage; a strand of golden hair fell in front of his eye, he growled in anger as he tried to stand. Everyone instinctively drew their weapons out before them; Lloyd held his double-edged swords before him, narrowing his eyes at the fallen half elf. Genis who stood a little off to Lloyds right looked at Mithos, his eyes filled with sorrow.
"Mithos…" he whispered as he walked forward a bit, Lloyd stopped him by outstretching his sword in front of Genis. Mithos laughed but it soon turned into a cough, blood splashed to the floor as it came from the half elf.
"Well, come on then, finish me. Please." His voice was filled with desperation, everyone, knowing what would happen if they left Mithos like that, looked at each other.
"It would be…just like my sister Alicia. Her soul was trapped inside the Cruxis Crystal; we must destroy his, Lloyd." Presea usually quite answered. Lloyd looked back at Genis who nodded in agreement. Mithos's figure had faded all that was left was a floating red orb. Lloyd slashed down with his sword and the orb shattered into a sparkling rain of tiny shards, which then flew into the exsphere on Lloyd's hand. Everyone stared in wonder, and Lloyd had a look of perplexity on his face. The silence that ensued was irrupted by a shout of joy from Sheena.
"We did it! We stopped him!" she said as Collete let out a giggle, Lloyd looked about the ruins of the Great Seed chamber, as everyone was talking. He saw from the corner of his eye, a flash of red, he spun toward it. Two red eyes of some unknown creature leered at him.
"Lloyd?" a familiar voice asked him.
"Hm?" he responded as he turned quickly around to find Genis looking at him with concern.
"What's wrong? You see something?"
"Ah, uh, No! Nothing must be my imagination." Lloyd responded, and Genis just rolled his eyes. They all left afterward, to finish the task of restoring the mana balance between the worlds. The Great Seed chamber was empty, or so they thought. A lone figure draped in a black cape, with purple lines running down its back stepped out from behind the ruins of the seed chamber. The figure smiled, as he moved toward the pool of blood left from the half elf. He bent down, and dipped his finger into the red liquid.
"Mithos…you fool. You had everything, and yet, you still…lost." The figure whispered licking the blood off his figure.
"I was hoping that you'd do my job for me…but it seems angels do has emotions after all. What a pity, we would of made such a pair." The mysterious person laughed throwing their head back, so the black hood fell, and exposed a few strands of black hair.
"No matter, once Kratos is out of the way, and Yuan, I'll have this planet all to myself, and you'll truly see how to instill fear upon inferior…beings. You know you always were they type to care about others, that's why you lost today, because you let your heart take over…your damned feelings for your sister, they killed you." The figure was now pacing before the great throne of the Seed Chamber, his cape dragging across the stoned floor.
"It comes as no surprise, though. She was all you had, you didn't want to be alone, but me…I was always…alone. These filthy beings don't deserve this mana, so rich, and pure, they never did deserve it. That's why the Great Tree died in the first place. Poisoned by the anger, and contempt, just like during the Great War. It doesn't matter, because soon, I shall…get rid of the mana, and both worlds, for good." The figure standing still smiled, and then with his last sentence he walked, and disappeared from the Seed Chamber in mid-stride.
:Luin: Present:
"LLOYD! HEY LLOYD WAKE UP!" that's all Lloyd heard for about the past half hour, who was it? Who was calling his name? He shot up out of bed, he was groggy, and he yawned stretching his arms over his head.
"Uhhhh…wha? What is it?" he asked looking around but seeing no one he sighed. He got out of bed and put his red clothes on. He walked out into the kitchen of the small house in the now, newly rebuilt, city of Luin. Regal and Presea were sitting at the table, while Raine was looking at maps, discussing them with her young brother Genis on where they should head next. Collete appeared out of nowhere and shoved a plate of steaming hot pancakes and eggs in front of his face.
"Gah! C-Collete!" she giggled as he regained his balance, and took the plate from her, sitting at the table.
"Finally! You're awake!" she said cheerfully.
Oh? Where are Sheena, and Zelos?" Lloyd asked, Genis just shrugged, and Collete just stared, not knowing what to say. Sheena was in the other room, where Zelos happened to be sleeping; she was bending over looking for something, that had fell behind the dresser. One of Zelos's eyes opened.
"Well, hello there." he said staring obviously at Sheena's butt, his hand extended.
"ERRR ZELOS! DON'T TOUCH ME YOU PERVERT!" A rather loud slap resounded through the now quiet house. Lloyd and everyone looked back at the room, Genis sighed and shook his head, Ranie was undisturbed, Regal covered his mouth to his a smile, and Collete giggled.
"Well, never mind my question" Lloyd said, as Zelos walked out of the room in his usual attire except now a beet red hand mark was on the side of his face.
"Geez, I didn't mean it." He said sitting down out the table. Sheena stormed out of the room and, went out the door leaving with a loud bang.
"Should we go…?" Presea said in a non-emotional tone.
"Nah, don't bother with the banshee, she might attack you too." Zelos said rubbing his face. Raine handed him an ice pack.
"Here, that'll help."
"Why thank you, Professor." Zelos said in a seductive tone, in which he received a blow to the head from Raine's staff.
"Ow! What'd I do now!" Zelos cried out, as he clutched his head, wincing.
"Don't even think about it." was all that Ranie replied. She sighed.
"Yuan hasn't called today, wonder what's taking him so long." She said, looking at the map.
"Maybe we got all the exspheres?" Collete said happily. Regal stared at the girl.
"That's highly doubtful, the desians rule was a far extending one, we couldn't of hit every spot in only a matter of two months." He said, looking at Ranie who nodded in agreement. Zelos let out a tired sigh.
"Man, this is so boring! Do you know how many chicks I could of gone out with in two months?"
"Who would go out with you, you stupid pervert!" Sheen yelled, and Zelos jumped.
"Ah! Banshee!" everyone laughed, as Sheena chased Zelos around the room.
:Slyvarant Desert:Desian Base:
A lone figure stood outside in the beating hot sun. The massive blue plating of the last functioning desian base lay before their eyes. Although the sun was shining brightly that day the figure just stood their undisturbed by it's radiant beams. It was almost as if the sun angry with the persons unresponsiveness to it's massive heat, beat more heavily on Slyvarant that day, making all else suffer, for the persons unbending will to give into the mass of flames, and hydrogen.
The figure covered completely in a black cape, stared at the building. A sudden gust of wind blew sand and dirt about the figure, but they nonchalantly walked toward the entrance of the building. A desian sleeping on the job, since no one still ever came near the base due to its past reputation, slept soundly their whip lying at their metal booted feet. The figure shook the guard on the shoulder, and the guard with proper response deftly bent down grabbed their whip and lashed out at the figure. In response, the figure put up their arm as the lashing whip wrapped around it, and they pulled the guard closer. The guard grunting, due to all the effort, let go of the whip and turned to run, only to be laid on the sandy floor by the figure that used a spinning leg kick, to knock out the guard to the floor. The figure moved quickly, and took out a small dagger in which he slit the guards throat. The figure smiled as he licked the bloodied blade, of the intricately designed dagger. He then entered the huge desian building.
Yuan let out a frustrated sigh as he looked over stacks and stacks of paper work, all of which had the history post Great War, and after. He got up and paced about the room his right hand on his chin, and his left hand supporting his right arm, his usual pondering stance. He growled with anger. Why did Kratos leave me with the task of helping his son? He is his father! What kind of father is he anyway? Making me a babysitter for his damn, loud mouth son. I hate this! Why, why, why! Damn, I'm getting myself worked up again.
"Damn you, Kratos! He's your son!" he yelled out to no one in particular. A knock from the door made him spin around.
"Who is it? Come in," he answered without hearing a reply from the person. A guard came in his breathing hard. Yuan looked at him in confusion.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked the solider. The solider shoulders slumped and he began to laugh. He suddenly changed in appearance, a now rather taller figure stood before Yuan, draped in black. Yuan's eyes widened as he looked at the figure.
"W-who are…" before Yuan could finish his sentence the figure somehow managed to get around to Yuan's back, and he clamped his hand over Yuan's mouth. Yuan struggled to break free, but nothing would get the figure off him, his vision became but a blur, and then everything went black.