Mr.Who2123: Hey, everyone! I'm like…super high, because I could make a guy for Alaia Skyhawk's story, and am super, super, super, super happy!(Maybe the quart of sugar I ate is also why I'm high…oh well) Well anyways, I better start the disclaimers. Come, Cless from Tales of Phantasia!

Cless: What's up!

Kratos: I've heard that Cless is a descendant of Lloyd, and so, you, Cless could be related to me.

Cless: Yeah, right! I'm way too cool to be your descendant.

Kratos: Yeah, you are way too dumb to be even Lloyd's descendant…

Cless: Hey!

Kratos: humph

Mr.Who2123: Break it up! Cless, disclaimers! Kratos, do my laundry!

Kratos & Cless: What?

Mr.Who2123: Chuck Norris!

Kratos: …fine

Cless: Mr.Who2123 does not own Tales of Symphonia, but she does own her O.C.s.

Mr.Who2123: Let us begin! Oh, and Kratos, you'll need to wear this maid outfit!

Kratos: Why, you-

Mr.Who2123: Chuck Norris, Kratos.

Kratos: fine!

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A New Companion

Kratos stared at Leon in bewilderment.

"You can see the black flame?" he asked, holding up his right hand. Leon nodded, and gave a look that said: its right there, idiot! It's kind of hard to miss! Kratos regained his composure, and sighed.

"No one else can see it, that's why I'm surprised," he said as he sat back down on his chair.

"Why do you have the flame on your hand?" Leon asked curiously as he stared into the dark flames with amazement.

"I was attacked by a druid when I was seven, and then I had this ever since," he replied. "Anyways, do you have a family?"

"Yeah, but they're all dead," Leon said sadly. Kratos looked up at Leon with understanding. He's just like me: Lost, he thought. "My family is the long line of demon hunters, and we live to destroy evil," Leon began.

"My family was killed by shadows, and I vowed to get revenge," Leon said through gritted teeth. "I met Garro, and he began to teach me, and then he died. Now I have no one else," he said softly.

Kratos felt compassion for the young boy. He didn't know they had so much in common, and nodded at the boy with a small smile.

"You have me," Kratos replied, and Leon looked up. "I'm out to get revenge on the shadows, too."

"Really? We could have an adventure!" Leon yelled as he tried to stand up. Kratos only chuckled at the boy's futile attempt to stand, and he fell back down, nearly falling off the bed.

"Maybe, but I'm afraid you'll be in a lot of danger!" he said.

"I don't care if I'm in danger! I'll kill whoever is in my way!" he exclaimed as he grabbed some blankets from the floor.

"Alright, I'll be back tomorrow, and you should heal by next week," Kratos replied as he began to walk out.

"Bye, Kratos!" Leon called as he waved his hand. Kratos waved back, and then closed the door. "Wow! An adventure!" he said to himself as he lay back down in bed.

The next week or so, Kratos visited Leon every day, and talked about their past, their family, or just about anything. The two swordsmen had grown very close with their passions and grief, and were comfortable around each other.

"So we have to get pendants?" he asked as he walked around in his room. Leon just tried walking, and had to strengthen his legs for the long journey ahead of the two.

"Yeah, and keep away from Vernandi until we destroy his sources of power. It'll be hard. Do you still want to come?" Kratos said as he sat on the chair next to the bed. Leon smiled and nodded, and then returned to his walking. He was taking small steps, and his legs felt numb, but he got used to walking in no time.

"We're probably going to leave tomorrow, is that okay?" Kratos asked as he watched Leon start jumping. Leon nodded again, jumping and running, just glad to have his legs working again.

"Kratos, will you teach me swordplay?" Leon asked suddenly, drawing a slight surprise from Kratos.

"Of course, but why?" he answered, still in confusion of the sudden question.

"Well, I want to be as strong as you! You're really strong, and I want to be just as strong!" Leon exclaimed, now hopping from one foot to the other. Suddenly, Leon lost his balance, and collapsed on the floor.

"Owww," he moaned as he got up. Kratos laughed, and then got up from the chair.

"Well, I have to get ready for tomorrow. See you later," Kratos said as he left through the door. Kratos had a lot on his mind, and mainly wanted to think. He hadn't gotten the chance in the week because Leon always talked with Kratos, and Kratos usually left at the end of the day.

His mind traveled back to the day he met Leon, when he was shocked from the fact Leon could see Kratos' hand. Not only was that bothering him, but the same exact dream of the murderer always crept into his mind while he slept.

It was the same nightmare, the same terror, over and over, and was drawing great strength from Kratos. He felt incredibly weak whenever his mind dared to think of the nightmare. It seemed so real and…scary.

Kratos walked through the streets of Meltokio, and visited a few shops. He paid the merchants, and bought some supplies for Leon since Kratos already had everything he needed for himself. While he was about to leave the shop, and glint caught Kratos' eye, and he walked back. There was a thin and small rapier, no thicker than a pencil, hung on the wall. The handle was silver, and a ruby was embedded in the middle.

"How much?" Kratos asked the merchant, picking up the sword while it was still in its sheath.

"Ya have a fine eye, young 'un. That's a rapier, said to 'ave been passed down by the Gods to us," he explained as he scratched his nose. "It's only about 30,000 gald." Kratos nearly fell over from the expensive price.

"Alright," he muttered as he pulled all of his money, and threw it to the merchant. Kratos felt the ruby and sighed. He had no money left, but he had to get this sword for Leon. Kratos grabbed all his newly bought items, and then made way for the inn.

Kratos packed a bag for Leon to carry within minutes, and laid the two bags on the floor next to his bed. Tomorrow was going to be a tough day, he just knew it. Kratos fell on the bed, and took a nap, even though it was only noon.

The dream was different, but he didn't know how. Instead of dark surrounding him, it was light, the same light he felt around Leon. There was absolutely nothing around him as he looked around. It was just white, nothing in sight, no sky, no ground, no town, just…white.

Kratos took one step and a puddle of dark surrounded his foot. Another step and another puddle of black. Soon enough, he ignored the black, and walked around, trying to find something.

Kratos looked back, and there were no puddles of black. Instead, the puddles had turned into black, oozing monsters with blood red eyes, and sharp claws. Hundreds surrounded him for the hundred steps he had taken. They stared at him, their red eyes glowing with anger, betrayal, and hate. The monsters stepped closer around him. And there was no way out. The monsters came closer and closer, until the black had engulfed him.

Kratos woke up and looked around. He was scared, and tired of these dreams he kept having. They meant something, but what? Kratos sighed as he wiped some sweat off his face, and then got up. It was late at night, but Kratos had no intention of sleeping again.

Silently, he crept out into the night air with the two bags with him. He wanted to leave Meltokio, and soon. He made it to the doctor's house, and walked inside silently, making sure there was no sound from him as he closed the door. He walked into Leon's room, and saw the sleeping boy, snoring quietly.

Kratos shook Leon, but he just shooed away the hand and muttered something. Kratos shook him harder, and Leon opened his eyes.

"Kratos?" he yawned, and then fell silent as Kratos put a finger to his lip. Leon stumbled out of bed, and put his clothes on. They were traveling clothes he got from Kratos four days ago, and he loved them.

"Let's go," Kratos whispered as he opened the door to leave the room. Leon yawned yet again, and walked outside the door and downstairs with Kratos behind.

Soon, they were at the Meltokio gates, and were taking one last look at Meltokio. Kratos had Lucky's reigns in his hands, and Leon had shouldered his pack.

"So, where to?" Leon asked on the road. Kratos thought for a minute. Where was he supposed to find these pendants anyways?

"I guess to the druid's temple again," he sighed as he left. Kratos couldn't believe he didn't ask the druid before he left for Meltokio.

"Again?" Leon asked. Kratos hadn't told Leon he was part shadow, and had visited the Western Temple.

"I went once before, but that isn't important. The druids know where the pendants are," Kratos replied as he headed west.

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Mr.Who2123: Guys, I need you to tell me if this is getting boring. They are going back and forth, but I swear on my life that they will go someplace new by the ninth chapter. Bear with me!

Kratos: I hate these stupid dreams I keep having…

Mr.Who2123: Get over it! You shouldn't be talking. You're wearing a maid suit, and I might just post the picture on the internet…(smiles evilly)

Kratos: No!

Mr.Who2123: Then work!

Kratos: (mutters something about how he'll kill her)

Cless: Don't mock my great great great great great great great great great great great great great grandfather!

Mr.Who2123: That's a lot of greats!

Kratos: indeed

Cless: Whatever, just don't mock him. I looked at my family tree and he is my ancestor…

Kratos: Told you.

Cless: Hey!

Mr.Who2123: Review please!