Well, where are they now?

Outside.

Outside where?

Read on, what else can I say?

Uh, the disclaimer?

Right, I don't own anything except the concept of the story…hey, this is your job!

But you do it so well…

CHAPTER FOUR: THE PLAN

Mithos awoke from his slumber. The sun was in his eyes. Rubbing his eyes, he found Kratos and the Salesman nowhere in sight. Suddenly, he saw two figures approach him from the nearby bush. He recognized the Salesman immediately but the other person with him he hadn't seen before. He presumed the other person was Kratos in a newly acquired disguise. Kratos was round in figure, wearing a brown cloth as clothing, wore a dark helmet that had two eyes on the side of it and a bow as a weapon.

"It's good to see you again," said the Salesman.

"And what is Kratos suppose to be this time?" asked Mithos.

"He's a 'Dark Archer'; supposedly the best in the army."

"Army?" Mithos was confused. All the armies had disbanded unless there was danger threatening their respected kingdoms. Was the war happening all over again?

"And what is Mithos suppose to be?" asked Kratos to the Salesman.

Mithos examined himself. Like last time, his appearance has changed. He was wearing white gloves, and an outfit that made him looking like a priest. He touched his head and realized he was wearing a headpiece. He wielded a staff-like weapon.

"He's one of the 'Angel Commanders' of the army."

"What is this army you speak of?"

"And more importantly, where are we?" asked Mithos.

"See for yourself," replied the Salesman. They both turned around and saw a rather large tower.

"Wow," Mithos was astonished.

"It seems to go on forever," added Kratos.

"Everything has an end, Kratos," replied the Salesman. "Behold the Tower of Salvation."

"It's called the Tower of Salvation?"

"That is correct."

"How long did it take to build this thing?" Mithos asked.

"Not long…when you are using a mystical sword."

"Mystical sword?" asked Kratos. "There's only one sword that is capable of creating such a tower."

"And who are the persons that wield this magic sword?"

"Only one…" Kratos turned towards Mithos. The Salesman's eyes glittered in the sun.

"Oh."

"What? Me?" asked Mithos innocently. Why would he build something like the Tower of Salvation? "And why would I build this thing?"

"Headquarters."

"What?"

"Hey! You!" yelled a voice from the entrance to the tower. Mithos and Kratos turned to see some sort of guard approach them.

"I'm sorry to disturb the two of you, sir," said the guard.

"Uh, there are three of us," replied Mithos.

"Um…if I am mistaken sir, and you may correct me, but I only see the two of you…"

Mithos and Kratos spun around and saw that the Salesman had disappeared.

"Guess we're on our own," mumbled Kratos.

"Sir?" asked the guard. "We're preparing the ceremony. Lord Yggdrasil summons all those who will witness his…ahem, master plan."

"Lord Yggdrasil?" asked Kratos.

"Um…yes, Lord Yggdrasil."

"Refresh my memory," said Mithos, "What has this Lord Yggdrasil done for this world?"

"He saved this world from war, enabled us half-elves to become angels, and will stop another war that will destroy the world from ever happening again."

"Um…how's he going to do that?"

"Us low-level personal aren't not allowed knowledge to the World Prolongation Project."

"World Prolongation Project?" mumbled Mithos. "I wonder what that is…"

"Sir?"

"Uh, yeah, report to the higher up that we'll be there shortly."

"Understood sir," said the guard, giving a bow. "But please hurry. The ceremony is about to begin in ten minutes."
The guard rushed back to the tower, leaving Mithos and Kratos confused of what was going on. The Salesman reappeared behind them.

"What's going on?" asked Mithos.

"Well, first you would have to analyze every aspect of the situation."

"Firstly, this 'Lord Yggdrasil'," said Kratos. "It could possibly Mithos because one, he wields the Eternal Sword, making him capable of building this tower in only a matter of days and two, his last name is the same of their leader as well."

"So in retrospect, since Mithos wielded the Eternal Sword, capable of building this tower in a few days and his last name ending in 'Yggdrasil', it is safe to assume that their leader is none other than our Mithos."

"Number two, are we angels?" asked Mithos to the Salesman.

"Why, yes, of course you are. I thought that would be made obvious to the fact that you have wings on your back."

Mithos patted himself on the back, only to find wings. He yelled at this. Kratos, two, examined himself only to find wings.

"This is…disturbing," said Kratos.

"Get use to it, you'll be wearing those for a couple thousand of years," mumbled the Salesman.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing. At any rate, don't you have somewhere to go?"

"We don't know anything about the tower so how do you expect us to find…"

The Salesman snapped his figures and the surroundings had changed. They were in front of a metallic door, with two stairs leading down on both sides of them.

"Where are we?" asked Mithos.

"Possibly inside the tower," replied Kratos. He starred at the doors. "Are we supposed to go inside?"

They expected an answer from the Salesman. When they turned around, he was gone…yet again. Both sighing, they made their way inside. The room itself was very large. The first thing they saw, they couldn't believe. It was Martel in a glass chamber of some sort. On the side of this glass chamber was a line of five Angel Commanders and about twelve Dark Archers.

"About time you two showed up," said another Angel Commander. "Come on, get a move on. Lord Yggdrasil will be here any minute!"
Mithos and Kratos both took their places, although they were not sure if they were actually in their right places. A few minutes later, Kratos and Yuan's future selves entered the room, and stood in front of Mithos and Kratos. They started to whisper.

"I can't believe he did this!" said Yuan to future Kratos. His voice was very hoarse but was heard in a whisper.

"Quiet! People can hear you!" Kratos replied in an equal voice. "It's not like I like what he's doing to Martel…"

"Fusing Martel to the Great Seed is unheard of…he's abusing the Eternal Sword's power!"

"Fusing Martel to the Great Seed?" Kratos asked himself. "Using the Eternal Sword…what nonsense…"

"He still misses his sister…you can't deny that…and he'd be willing to do anything and I mean anything to bring her back."

"You're right Kratos," said Yuan, still whispering. "But he's holding on to the past. He has to let go. I'll drag this world into ruin, I just know it!"

Mithos couldn't believe what he was hearing. Did he really fuse the Great Seed to his sister in order to save her life? Is this the plan that he was talking about earlier. It couldn't get any worse than this…could it?

Just then, the metallic doors opened once more. This time, a man with purple-colored wings with blond hair wearing white spandex floated in followed by what appeared to be his angelic assistant. Everyone saluted the two of them. The both of them were conversing among themselves but Mithos and Kratos could easily hear them. It seems they were going through a check list.

"Fusing Martel to the Great Seed?" asked the man.

"Check, sir," replied the assistant.

"Establishing the Church of Martel and the Rituals of World Regeneration in order to maintain the fragile state of the world?"

"Check, sir."

The last two items couldn't be heard due to some argument that the future Kratos and Yuan were having. Finally, the angelic assistant said, "We're all ready to go, Lord Yggdrasil."

"Yggdrasil?" asked Mithos aloud.

This caused everyone's head to turn into his direction. Kratos slapped his head.

"Ahem," Mithos said sheepishly, "Sorry sir."

"Right," Yggdrasil replied. He turned to his angelic assistant and whispered, "Have that idiot killed after all this."

The assistant nodded.

Yggdrasil turned to the glass-encased Martel. Then, he turned to his audience.

"Do you know what caused the Giant Tree of Kharlan to disappear? You, there!" He pointed to the Dark Archer that was Kratos.

"Um…because the development of magitechnology resulted in a large consumption of mana?" Kratos replied.

"Yes…and that magitechnology led to a great war. War consumes an abhorrent amount of mana. And how do we solve this little problem? By doing something revolutionary. Something that will permanently solve this problem for good."

"And what do you propose we do?" asked Kratos.

"Oh…nothing much…just splitting the world in two, that's all."

"The hell?" asked Mithos in his head.

"Split the world in two?" asked Yuan. "That's impossible…unless…you're planning to use that sword!"

"Correct," said Yggdrasil with a grin. "But separating the world is not the only advantage gained here. It will lessen discrimination immensely."

"So that's why you're doing this…you're trying to fulfill Martel's final request."

"I'm sure that when she awakes, she will love what I have done to get rid of war and discrimination. Now, if we're done the Q&A I wish to get started…"

Yggdrasil summoned the Eternal Sword to himself. Then, he took the hilt and yelled, "ETERNAL SWORD, GRANT ME THIS! SPLIT THIS WORLD IN TWO, PREVENTING BOTH WAR AND DISCRIMINATION!"

The sword started to glow. Weakly at first, but then it increased, basking everything in a bright light. Mithos and Kratos shielded their eyes. Suddenly, the Salesman appeared in front of them.

"I think we've seen enough here," he said.

"Salesman!" Mithos yelled, "Wha…what's going on?"

"He's…well…you're separating the world in two, remember?"

"This can't get any worse," said Kratos.

"Well Kratos…we shouldn't just see Mithos' future."

"What are you saying?" asked Mithos.

"I'm saying that we should take a peak at how your decisions affect everyone around you."

"I only wished to see my future not the future of others!"

"It seems that fate has a little change in plans…"

The light disappeared and Mithos and Kratos were knocked out cold.

And where are they now?

You're going to have to tune in next time.

You sound like an ending of a TV show…

Please R&R and no flames.