Thank you everyone for all the reviews! Reviews are like gas. They are worth a lot, and when I get them, it keeps me running and writing more chapters! But when the reviews go away…well, hopefully that wont happen.
Wow that was dumb…
But still! Thanks!
DarkFaith: Haha, I see what you mean! It was pleasing…but now I can't play for a while, for my PSP has to be sent back from lack of sound! -tears-
Marjon: Eheh…yeah…well I hope you can figure out what was bothering you!
Sanguini: Hahaha. Well, its mostly AvinXMile. But there are some hints of AvinXRutice, only because I think she's got a thing for Avin in the game. Hope that helped!
Krylancelo: I hope to see yours soon!
Disclaimer: As you all already know, I do not own any parts of Legend of Heroes: Tear of Vermillion. Because if I did, well…heh…heh…lets not talk about that.
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"Well, I don't remember much…," Mile started. His face was twisted with the horrible memory of the Octum Apostles.
"W-what's going on?" I felt numb. My body ached. The cold pavement of the cell floor caused my breath to shallow.
I heard something off into the distance, echoing through the underground prison. Like a girl screaming. Like Eimelle.
"I have…to get out of here…Eimelle is in danger…," I whispered to myself. My throat was dry, my voice was scratchy. Dried blood was caked on all parts of my body. I brought two fingers to the back of my head, feeling a large gash from where my head smashed into the rock. The blood wasn't completely hard yet. As I pulled my hand back, blood covered my fingers.
"Whatever, I need to save Eimelle…for Avin."
The bars were cold against my fingers. The cry of Eimelle was drowned by the thick footsteps echoing down the hall.
Coming towards me…the echoing sound causing my head to throb.
"Hey you, blondie," a gruff voice barked from the other side of the bars. "You're coming with me."
An interrogator? No…couldn't be. Or could it?
The man opened the bars and attached my handcuffs to a metal latch on his belt. Wait…I didn't know I was wearing handcuffs. My body was in too much pain to notice anyways.
The man seemed to drag me down the hall. My body felt so heavy. The man turned around to shout angrily at me, but I didn't noticed. His voice was slowly fading off, along with my vision.
The last thing I felt was something hitting the back of my head. Then everything went black.
"Is…that all you can remember?" Avin asked, irritably.
Mile reached back to touch the wound in the back of his head. It was bandaged.
"Avin, how did…you know I was injured in the back of my head?"
Avin's eyes looked hurt as he looked away. "Well…that was…the last thing I saw…you being thrown against the rock…so I imagined that there would be a wound there, or something."
Mile laughed, which caused Avin to look back at him.
"You know…," Avin started. "I really am glad to see you again…I never thought I would."
He reached into his tunic and pulled out a small bell. Mile's eyes widened as Avin slowly handed it to him.
As Mile took the bell, it was almost as if he could feel all the emotions that Avin felt ever since he disappeared. Pain, guilt, regret, sadness, and heartache.
Avin looked down at Mile. He felt like he had so many emotions he wanted to just let loose on Mile. He noticed the same desire in Mile's eyes, but Avin sighed and sat back.
"Can't you remember anything else that happened?" he asked, eyes closed.
Mile looked down.
"Well…"
A bright light pierced my eyes as I slowly regained consciousness. I couldn't move. I was completely bound. I looked around to noticed that my arms were stretched out, and my legs were tied together. I was on a large, metal pole that was in the shape of a cross.
"Well if it isn't Avin's friend Mile. My oh my, what a pathetic sight you are."
Even though my vision was blurry, I could tell who's voice that was.
Oracle Borgeid.
"Where's Eimelle!" I shouted.
Borgied smirked. "Don't worry about that little mouse. She's safe with us. Its your own life you should be worrying about."
My own life?
"W-what are you going to do to me…?" I rasped.
Borgied chuckled. "It appears you are in the Adventures Guild, eh? That must mean that you are obviously skilled in battle…"
He brought his pudgy hand up to my chin and tilted it roughly.
"I think I will use you as my puppet…"
He stepped back. He raised his arm. A shot of blackish purple light shot out from the orb floating above his hand. All I remember feeling was a sharp pain in my chest, then everything went black.
Avin was silent.
"There would be times where I would wake up in places I didn't know how I got there, or entire villages would be burned to the ground and I would be standing there with blood on my hands," Mile whispered, his voice shaking.
The look on Mile's face seemed to tear Avin's heart into shreds.
"But Avin, I'm afraid…I don't want too-"
Mile stopped talking when Avin slowly embraced him. Avin's weight caused Mile to fall back onto the bed.
"A-Avin…," Mile whispered.
"Don't leave again, okay?"
Mile was silent.
"Okay?"
Again, Mile was silent. "I…don't want to end up hurting you, like I did with all those villagers…," he choked out.
Avin embraced his child hood friend tighter.
"I don't care. Just promise me you wont leave again…"
Mile smiled.
"I promise."
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Just a bit of OOCness, but I guess its not that bad.
I've had alot of spare time on my hands, so I will most likley be submitting one or two more chapters by the end of the day. No promises, though.
Please R&R:3
-Catta
