Requiem
Allegro
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia for the ten thousandth time!
Warnings: Descriptive war scenes and a lot of anger.
To the Readers: I'm sorry it has taken so long to update. Please forgive me. I've been pretty busy cause life hit me pretty hard since I turned 16. But anyway, here's the long awaited chapter...
Lloyd charged headstrong at the Derran leader and slammed him into the ground. His swords flew out of his hands from the impact, but he did not need them. His fists were flailing, hardly even hitting the Derran leader.
Suddenly, a strong force knocked Lloyd back a few feet and off of the Derran leader. As Lloyd hit the ground a loud snap could be heard when his arm hit the ground before he did. Lloyd screamed in agony from the pain, blood running down his arm where the bone was sticking out.
The Derran leader jumped to his feet and grasped his sword. He slowly approached Lloyd and hovered over him, his eyes blazed over with anger.
"Just a mindless boy who seems to have learned nothing from our last encounter. Worthless." He spat coldly.
The Derran leader raised his sword above him, ready to thrust it into Lloyd to take his life.
The air grew warm all around, and the sky began to light up. Rays shot down from the sky, striking the battlefield in random places. Killing those from Derris-Kharlan and those from Sylvarant.
Above the castle wall, hovering in the sky was an angel. A golden light surrounded her, her blonde hair flowing with the air, and her light wings fluttered quickly. Lloyd recognized her almost immediately. The Derran leader seemed to recognize her as well. He lowered his sword slowly, down to his side.
"The princess..." He said quietly.
Quickly, the Derran leader sheathed his sword and took a strange stance that Lloyd had never seen before. Blue wings sprouted from his back and a golden light surrounded him as he began to chant something, something that Lloyd did not understand. Knowing what was going to happen Lloyd jumped to his feet and positioned himself in front of the Derran leader.
"Forget about me?" Lloyd asked. Before the Derran leader had time to react, Lloyd punched him directly in the face and knocked him back onto the ground. The wings and the golden light disappeared from around the Derran leader as his spell was cancelled.
The Derran leader jumped to his feet once again, this time even more annoyed. "You just will not learn, will you boy?" A red light gathered in the Derran leader's hand and he drew back to throw it at Lloyd. Just as he was about to release the fire ball, people started to shout.
No one had noticed that the draw bridge had been lowered in the heat of the battle. Everyone ceased fighting as soon as they saw what was happening. The King of Sylvarant was standing on the battlefield alone with none of his guards around him.
The Derran leader quickly left Lloyd and approached the King, giving him a rather sloppy bow.
"And to what do I owe this honor to encounter my foe on a battlefield such as this." He said with a sly grin on his face.
"I want you to stop your men from killing mine." The King replied quickly.
The Derran leader straightened up. "I am truly sorry, but that is something that I cannot promise. You see, I only lead my men to the battle. Once we get here, I no longer control them. You would have to do something that pleases them, as well as myself."
"I was afraid you would say something like that." The King said. "What would you agree to?"
The Derran leader took no hesitation at answering this at all. "Your death." The soldiers from Derris-Kharlan began to laugh in agreement, but their laugh was so evil that it was almost unbearable.
The King looked at the ground for sometime until he seemed to come to a conclusion. "If I allow you to kill me, then would you promise to stop killing my men?"
The battlefield grew silent with the exception of the few gasps that rang out through the silence. Even the Derran leader looked surprised at the King's request. Lloyd started to approach the King but the Derran leader held him back with a fatal glare.
"Are you suggesting that I should kill you to forgive what you have said about our King, and to leave Sylvarant alone? There has to be more to it than that, which I am sorry say. Our King wants your daughter, dead." The Derran leader said coldly.
"You may kill me, and you may take my daughter just do not kill her. That is all I ask. In return you will leave Sylvarant alone." The King said quickly.
Panic ran throughout Lloyd. How could the King give his own life away, and on top of that how could he give his daughter away at the same time? It was an outrage!
"Wait!" Lloyd yelled.
"You dare to get involved?" The Derran leader warned.
"Yes, I do. You should already know that this is unfair. Take the King's life for God's sake, but don't take his daughter as well. You have already taken one life that is as important as hers, and I think that should even things up as of now." Lloyd argued.
The King gazed at Lloyd in wonderment.
"You are speaking of the prince of Tethe'alla, are you not?" The Derran leader asked.
"I am. The King's life and the life of a prince. It is more than enough to settle this." Lloyd replied.
Both armies stood quietly, listening intently to the conversation.
Finally, the Derran leader sheathed his sword. "That will do for now. At the present time I will allow your King to live. This is a matter that I must discuss over with my King. There would be no point in taking a life at this time if it would mean nothing. I shall return in two days time with the news. Until then..." The Derran leader held out his hand for Lloyd to shake it.
Lloyd hesitated at first, but after a few minutes he decided that it would not kill him. Lloyd grasped the Derran leader's hand and shook it.
"Until then." He replied.
Author's Note: Ok, that was kinda long in my opinion... I hope you liked it though. There is going to be a major plot twister in the next chapter though. MAJOR! I promise, it'll be one of the few that I intend to have. Hopefully I will update before the end of the week. .