Chaa, this is my first fan fiction .0

Yeah…So please, don't be too hard on me…I would like to know how I can improve, though- Pleeeaaase enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Ocean…But I DO own Saruka!

On the planet of Elicoor II, a fierce battle is being fought between two kingdoms. Airyglyph and Aquios. So far, the battle is leaning towards Airyglyph's victory…But can it change? Albel the Wicked, the man who knows no emotion, has captured our blue-haired warrior on a whim that he would be able to insure Airyglyph's victory. But it doesn't go as planned…Fayt Leingod, working under Queen Aquaria, has a duty. A duty to gather as much information as he can.

Days have past, and Fayt Leingod is still captive. The victory of Airyglyph is on the horizon…Albel is sure. But Albel has started to change while around Fayt…Could it be possible for Albel the Wicked to fall in love? If so, Fayt and the Kingdom of Aquios' survival depends on it.

His vermillion optics stared deeply into the mirror, his thin lips fixed into a menacing sneer, but quickly twisted back into his trademark crooked grin. The tips of his metal claws ran over his midriff, before dropping back to his side. Tousled ebony locks swayed as he turned, tickling his slightly tanned cheeks.

The Kingdom of Airyglyph and the Kingdom of Aquios had been locked in a fierce war for some time now, and neither side seemed to be weakening. Albel rested his metallic left arm on the hilt of his katana, closing his eyes briefly.

"Aquarian scum…Why don't they realize they are no match for us? …Open your eyes, maggot! I was asking you a question!"

Albel drew back his gauntleted arm, slashing the bound blue-haired teen across the face with a swift swipe of his claws.

Sleep-deprived sea-green optics flickered open, glaring at the Glyphian soldier. Blood ran from his cheek, dripping onto the cobblestone floor of the dungeon. This was Fayt Leingod…A spy for Queen Aquaria of Aquios. It had been several weeks since he had first been brought here.

Albel's eyes narrowed at Fayt, drawing his katana from it's sheath with a gentle gliding movement.

"Pathetic little worm…What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

His lips were fixed into his trademark maniacal smirk as Albel reached forward with his claw, tilting Fayt's head back gently. The warrior grinned, leaning closer to the bound boy. Fayt could feel Albel breathing down the collar of his shirt.

"If you don't want to die…I suggest that you start talking…It's not that I would care…I'll just go off and capture another…And another…And another until we get sufficient information."

The Glyphian solder chuckled to himself, stepped back a few paces to look straight at Fayt. His ruby eyes pierced into Fayt's blue ones.

"We'll never give up…Not to the likes of you…!" With that said, Fayt shook his head once before spitting in Albel's face. The glob of saliva managed to stick onto Albel's cheek. The warrior smirked, slicing the smooth blade of his katana across Fayt's chest. The cut was deep enough to draw blood.

"Lord Albel…Lord Woltar wishes to speak with you…Ah…Am I interrupting?"

The auburn haired woman standing in the doorway smiled wickedly, before backing out of the room. Albel turned to stare at her, before beckoning her forth with a finger.

"I do not mind your interruption, you scum! What does the senile old man wish to talk to me about!"

The woman smirked, taking a step back. Her tattered green dress swayed around her ankles.

"I do not know, Sir. That you shall have to find out for yourself…."

With that, the woman ran out of the dungeon, slamming the door behind her with an audible THUD. Albel growled ferociously, running up to the door and punching it with his fist.

"Damn her! Saruka never gives me any answers…Bah…Worthless maggot…She should have been left to die out there…One day…I should make her suffer…"

Fayt looked at Albel, frowning. He was truly a depressing sight with the stones of grey built around his battered body. This didn't seem to strike anything within Albel Nox but a stony glare.

"Don't feel relieved just yet…I'll be back…I promise."

And with that, Albel turned sharply on his heel before storming out of the dungeon cell, slamming the door behind him. Fayt flinched at the sound, but then remained still. One day...He hoped…One day he would be free from here….