1Hey everybody!

Sorry if the first chapter didn't read to well. I think I'll edit and re-upload. changed their system again on me so I may have to make corrections. Hope you like it anyway though.

Also, this was born from the fact I think something should have suggested Lloyd was half-angel. I played around with a lot of theories and this is what I came up with.

Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia or any other product that appears in this fanfiction that belonged to anyone else. This disclaimer applies to the first chapter too, until I can edit.

PS This one's for you tsukasa030!

On with the story!

Lloyd awoke from his dreams uncomfortably. The group was camping along the Fuji Mountains. Lloyd shifted to a slightly more comfortable position. So much had happened in a short period of time. His head was spinning from the new information. He just couldn't understand anything anymore. He sighed and looked over at Colette, or more specifically, the shell that was Colette. He couldn't quite think of her the same way anymore. True she still looked the same, but her actions and movements, those weren't anything like the Colette he had grown up with.

He sighed again. He was worried about her. However he was worried for more reasons than what the group thought he was. Colette still hadn't put her wings away. She held them out for all the world to see. Pink like a lovers' sunset; they shimmered and glimmered through the night. Wings like he had once. Except his were of silver starlight that shone brightly to cut through the darkness, and they had taken them away. They had clipped his wings and perhaps they would clip hers too, once the travelers reached the city Sheena had spoken of. He did not want that for Colette. Not this doll of Colette's image, but the real Colette; once they had figured out how to bring her back.

Lloyd turned his mind toward other thoughts. He wondered why he had never noticed Kratos' wings; his shimmering sea-sky blue wings that glowed with silver moonlight. He supposed that like Colette, Kratos could put his wings away. Lloyd absently scratched his back. It was quite itchy.

Lloyd wondered what made him different from Colette and Kratos. Why hadn't he been able to hide his wings? Ouch. His back was really hurting now. Lloyd attempted to fall back asleep. He began to dream.

Kratos and Colette were with a whole flock of angels and they were flying away. He was eight again.

"Don't leave me!" he cried. But it was too late. Everyone but Kratos was leaving. Kratos stared down at him, as if waiting for something. Lloyd felt a searing pain along his back and jerked awake.

'Just a dream' he thought. He gingerly touched his back. It felt like it had been burned. Lloyd started to sing quietly to calm himself down. It was an old Iselian lullaby that Frank had taught him.

"If I just had two wings, Bright angels above, I would fly to the heavens, bright angels above."

Having calmed down slightly, the lullaby always managed to do so. Lloyd gradually fell back asleep.

If anyone had been awake and looked at his back, they would have noticed the fresh blood and the tiny bumps beneath his night-shirt. Because unbeknownst to Lloyd under his shirt and each one no bigger than his pinky finger, was a pair of silver wings.

Owari

The end... for now.

The plot thickens!

R&R plz.

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