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Chapter 3: Being alone

Outside of prison

I slowly opened my eyes, and just like the night before, saw the sky, but not for long. I was forced to cover my eyes with my hand for the sun shined brightly against my face. After stretching and yawning, I looked around, and saw Mithos putting out an fire with an water magic, Martel and Kratos discussing about something, and Yuan glaring at the mercenary. I honestly thought that Yuan had something against the swordsman, but it was none of my buisness. But of all the people, he then turned his attention on me, and I almost jumped up in surprise. Thankfully, Mithos walked over to me after putting out the fire, crouching and being in the way between Yuan and me. Then I noticed Yuan looked away at Kratos again as Mithos began to speak to me playfully.

"Hi, I'm Mithos, what's yours?" This question always somewhat bothered me, considering I didn't know my name, and I really didn't know how to speak, so I tried to say out my so-called name.

"E-iii... gh...t, s-ssse... ven-n...s-six, f-f-f-ourrrr, zeeeero... se-eve-nnn..." I felt like an idiot, talking in an weird style, Mithos probably saw me as some kind of an reptile like an snake now.

"Huh? 876407? Isn't that your Body Host Number? But I meant your real name..." Mithos spoke, knowing that wasn't exactly my name, but how on Symphonia he found out that 876407 was my Body Host Number was an mystery.

I nodded in defeat, now feeling like an moron, not an idiot, far worse. But the way I nodded my head somewhat, the teenager looked at me as if he understood what I had meant, no name. He then stood up straight and told me to wait as he jogged over to Martel. He somewhat interruped Martel and Kratos' conversation, but he didn't seem to care as he dragged Martel over. She was trying to pry Mithos' hand off of her wrist, but he seemed to be strong, or maybe it was just the fact that Martel was kind of weak. Then again, she wielded an staff, which most likely made her an healer, and healers didn't really rely on strength and power, although some as an cleric was extremely powerful, which sometimes scared me. It seemed that somehow, Mithos had explained about my little 'profile' to Martel while dragging her around or something, I don't know when.

"Martel's agreed to give you an name!" Mithos spoke with glee, and his sister looked at him with an confused look.

"I never agreed, Mithos... and I didn't even know she didn't have an name. Maybe she already does, we should best leave it at that. But the problem is, what should we call you while we try to find an place for you to stay...?" Martel's last sentence made my blood possibly freeze to an ice cold temperature.

Find an place for me to stay? Does that mean I'm going to be abandoned? I want to stay, but I can't say it. I wonder if they'll teach me. No, they'll just leave me at some kind of town and abandon me, like anyone would've done. Thankfully again, Mithos had once again saved don't know how me away from my fears, or at least tried to. He kept on nagging that I should stay, since I was about his age, and the rest were around two times older than he. I guess he liked the fact that someone around his age was in the group, since adults and such wouldn't really think like an child or an teenager. But all Martel did was sigh as her mint green hair waved by an breeze that brushed past us. As it did, all I could do was stare at her. Sure I was an girl, but I couldn't help it, she was really pretty. Or beautiful should I say. I mean, I could never be as pretty and intelligent as her, I'm sure of it. But my day dreaming was crushed as the present time somewhat pounded itself back into my mind.

"Mithos, we have no choice. She'll probably be in danger if we bring her along with us everywhere." Yuan suddenly spoke up, and how I wished I could talk as well as he did, since he was also an fellow half-elf experiment.

"I'm the only teenager around here..." Mithos tried to protest as he kicked the ground softly.

"Although you act more as an child than an teenager." The mercenary finally spoke for the first time ever since I had seen him, and he wielded an firm and aggressive voice, which I admired secretly.

As Mithos protested again that he wasn't some 'kid', I slowly got up, and by that time, Martel had shushed the group. It was done extremely quickly, amazingly. But as she did it, she announced that we had to get out stuff and be moving, before we got caught by the guards in the prison place. I agreed completely, and everyone picked up their stuff, which was pretty much only their weapons and stuff like that. Kratos already had his sword strapped onto his side, Martel held her staff, and Mithos also held an sword, while Yuan, on the other hand, didn't have anything to hold. So did I, I owned nothing, well, almost nothing except for the rag like clothes I wore. I sort of sighed, which sounded like an squeak, and walked in an fast pace, trying to catch up with the rest, who seemed to be walking extremely fast in my point of view. If only I was more used to exercising and physical activities.

Desert

As we entered this desert, I immdiately found myself thirsty. This, of course, really made me feel feeble. Mithos suddenly realized it, which got me to admire him also, and lended me an cantin of water, which I took in my polite way, and that was slowly. He watched me as I slowly drank the water inside it, which was quite refreshing, unlike the disgusting 'thing' you drink back at the prison. As I lowered the cantin, I nodded my head in thanks, and Mithos took back the half empty cantin, all of it drank by me in one minute. But as Mithos took the cantin back, I heard some strange growling noise behind me. As I took an peek of what was behind me, I jumped up in fright, and Mithos looked back where I had that made me jump up. He suddenly backed up, and took out his sword.

"Martel, monsters!" Mithos announced as everyone took out their weapon, excluding Yuan and I.

Desert-Battle

Three monsters, two snake like creatures and one golem like creature. As Mithos swung his sword to the side, he began to chant some sort of magic. While that was in place Kratos sort of ran over to the creatures and used some kind of ability called 'Demon Fang' and then slashing swiftly at them. Martel was casting something called 'Photon' which caused some kind of lighting bolt or something. I was amazed by their battle skill and experiences, but my attention shifted towards Yuan, who was standing next to her. He seemed to be eyeing everything that was happening step by step, rather easily. I glared at him as he muttered something, but enough for me to hear, and I was quite surprised that he was able to name every move they used.

"Demon fang," Yuan started as Kratos finished using 'Demon Fang', then turned to Martel.

"Photon." He muttered again as Martel was in an middle of chanting an spell for Photon.

What he was doing made me think he was bored or not into any of this. But then it hit me in the head, Mithos wasn't participating much, was he? My attention shifted from Yuan to the younger sibling of the Yggdrasils, and he seemed to have just finished his chanting. He then yelled out 'Fire ball' or something like that, and an few amount of fire balls came emerging from the ground, and was thrown to the snake like monster, instantly deceasing it after it took so much damage. Then I watched as Kratos swiftly swung his sword, wounding the creatures heavily, and his incredible strength simply amazed me. I never really saw an battle unless it was half-elves alike that were rebelling in the lab, which meant getting shot with tranquilizers. Martel was healing everyone else that were hurt with 'First Aid', which I was sure was some kind of healing spell, from how it was seen in the battle field. But as I was watching the fight, I suddenly felt an strong grip on the collar of my rag clothe, and that grip pulled me back to where Martel and the others were.

I looked at Yuan with an puzzled face, who had been the owner of the firm grip. Then as I looked at where we were standing, I noticed an couple of monsters. This was the proof that the blue haired man had indeed saved my life, if he didn't make such an move, I would've been dead. That was something I certainly didn't wish for, since I was quite young and all, only twelve I am. Kratos quickly went over to where those monsters were as Mithos finished the previous ones with another 'Fire ball', and Martel followed behind Kratos with the younger brother trailing behind. I assumed that Mithos only used the sword to cast magic, considering he never used it in physical combat so far. But alas, soon all of the monsters were defeated and deceased, and we were on our way again.

Desert

We've been walking for an few minutes in the desert that I don't know of now, and I am extremely dehydrated. It has been about five minutes ago ever since I have drank the last of water in the cantin. How I should've saved up that water in the cantin and not drink all that much at once. But we faced more battles as Yuan and I had to wait again, with the blue haired man constantly having to move me, for monsters kept on trying to get at us, knowing we weren't equipped to fight. But as of how Yuan's movements and how swiftly he moved, I somewhat noticed that he was some sort of an fighter, and was quite capable of combat. This made me more interested in his background and of who he was. Of course, I was interested in all three of them, they all had some sort of background that sucks me into trying to see what it is, although it's none of my buisness.

As we walked on ahead, I saw an small dot of something far away. It was most likely another monsters, but then I looked closely again. It seemed like an town or an village, of all places. I was quite overjoyed as I glared at the town, thinking about being able to rest and being refreshed over there. And luckily, we were walking right in that direction, which meant we were going there from the start. My mind was unable to bear the excitement of being able to rest and freshen up as we reached the the town gates. It was just an open entrance that you can just walk through, and we were only an few feet away from it. As we walked inside, I felt some kind of feeling that made me look around the place, and yet, I saw nothing. This left me to my own thoughts, for I still had some sort of feeling that I wasn't able to make out. But as I placed that thought aside, I caught up with the others, who were walking into the inn.

Next chapter

Body Host Number 876407: What's up with this weird feeling I'm having? And why is everyone except for Mithos talking about where I should be for my own sake? I'm already okay in their hands, but am I just an obstacle in their way? This is sort of making me feel guilty.

Body Host Number 876407: Find out next on Chapter 4: Lost and found.