Okay, if anyone has any suggestion they would be helpful. I'm hitting a little bit of writer's block so any ideas would be good. Also, I wrote a one-shot about Storm, go check it out. It is rated M but it's okay. I really liked it and I was happy with how it turned out. So everyone get over there and read and review it please. I want to know how everyone likes it. Well, here's the next chapter.

Chapter 10: Angels

Kratos healed Storm's wounds before they left the human ranch. Many of the Desians had escaped the ranch when they saw that their leader had been defeated. Magnius was the only Grand Cardinal left but he hadn't been seen in a while and was presumed to be either dead or in hiding. Kratos wasn't too worried about the soldiers that had gotten away. Storm and Kratos made their way to the Tower of Salvation, or at least what was left of it.

As they made their way to the tower Kratos looked over at Storm. She appeared to be lost in thought. After all those years she still managed to hold onto that look. "What's wrong Storm?" he asked her.

"I just...I thought that I could trust him. What about those people that I attacked?" he put her hand on the Cruxis Crystal that was attached just below her neck. "What about this thing?"

"You still have that on? Maybe you should get rid of that. It was almost too powerful for you before," Kratos told her.

"Yeah, but for some reason I was able to almost control the power. I'm all right for now. She won't get this back until I can understand who everyone is. I want to be sure I know who is my enemy and who is my friend," she replied. She looked over at Kratos and smiled at him. "I trust you though Kratos. I remember you teaching me how to fight with my sword. Still...I can't help but think that there is something more to you," she admitted.

"Maybe you'll discover the rest of who you are as well as who I am in Derris Kharlan," he offered her.

"I hope so...," she sighed as she saw the tower appear in the distance.

Storm walked into the ruins of the Tower of Salvation. She couldn't help but feel that this place was very important to her. She couldn't quite figure it out and decided that she would figure it out eventually. She got onto the newly constructed warp pad. She and Kratos were soon heading towards Derris Kharlan.

Yuan walked into the abandoned human ranch and assumed that Storm had already left. He wondered if she was with Forcystus. He walked around the ranch searching for any sign of life. Soon, he stumbled into a room where he found Forcystus. He had been killed, stabbed and sliced by a sword. It appeared to be from one sword, like Storm's. He assumed that she had killed him, but he soon also realized that Presea's Cruxis Crystal was no where to be found. She had taken it with her and had probably used the power from it to kill Forcystus. He had really hoped that all of his assumptions about Storm were wrong but all of the evidence was against her. He didn't know where she was heading to next but he would track her down...eventually.

Zelos couldn't help but shed a tear when he entered Meltokio. He had hoped that he would find Storm somewhere in here. He walked up to the Church where they had been married. She had seemed so scared and confused when she left them all at Flanoir and his heart ached at the thought of her being alone and confused. He wanted so badly to be with her, helping her discover her past. Unfortunately, he was unable to find her.

He walked to their house and noticed that there were some people there repairing the house. He had no idea where they had come from, but he was going to find out just who the hell they were.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" he questioned them.

"We're repairing the Wilder house...wait...you're Zelos!" one of the men said.

"Yes, who gave you permission to do this?" Zelos inquired.

"Kratos Aurion paid us to fix up his daughter's house for her. He wanted it fixed so she'd have something to come home to," the man told him.

"Oh, well keep going then," Zelos answered as he left the area.

He couldn't believe that Kratos would think about them so much that he would pay those guys to fix their house. It seemed so unlike him, but of course he was only doing it for Storm. He was glad that someone had thought about their house before they got back to find out that it was unfit to live in. He mentally thanked Kratos for his thoughtfulness.

"Wow! There are so many angels. They're all like me!" Storm pointed out, shocked at the hoards of angels flying around Wegaia.

"Yeah, this is where you grew up," Kratos told her.

Storm pulled out her wings, hoping that she would fit in more. A few of the angels noticed her and soon she was surrounded by a large group of them.

"Queen Storm, you have returned," they were saying.

"What are they talking about?" she tried to ask Kratos over the mob.

"Well, you see you helped protect this place before, giving you the title of queen. I guess that they all remembered that, although I didn't," he admitted.

"Wow, I'm a queen?" she asked enthusiastically.

After being escorted to Mithos' Castle where she had been raised, Storm began to search the endless halls for anything that could spark a memory for her. She wanted so badly to remember her past. She was walking along the hall when a certain room caught her attention. She cautiously walked in, her father behind her. It looked like a prison cell and many horrible memories ran through her mind.

She remembered pain and blood, her blood. She could also see the woman laughing in the back, she was laughing at her pain. Storm could remember when she was whipped in here, for what she didn't know. Storm took her hand and ran it across the wall as the blood seemed to appear on the wall before her. It was like it been freshly splattered against the wall. She turned around slowly to face Kratos who was standing in the doorway.

"I remember being in here with a woman. I can remember being beaten, whipped on my back. Who was she?" Storm asked innocently.

"Pronyma, she was also one of your teachers. You eventually killed her after she tried to kill you many times," Kratos replied.

"I see. I think I've seen enough in this room," Storm said, her voice full of sadness and pain. She walked past Kratos and continued to make her way through the castle. She hoped that the rest of her life wasn't as dark as that had been.

Storm entered another room containing a mirror. She couldn't get the pictures of being whipped out of her mind. She began to feel the trickle of the blood down her back and she lifted up her shirt to see, not blood, but scars running along her back. She could no longer deny that what she had seen was real. She pulled her shirt back down and walked out of the room to catch up with Kratos.

Well, that's it for this chapter. Sorry it's short but like I said I hit writer's block. Please help. PM me any ideas or put it on the forum. Thanks! Also, please review and tell me what you thought. Please read and review the other story too. I want everyone's input. Thanks!