Lilikoifish: I'm back! Here I am with another chapter of Bonded! I hope you enjoy the fighting sequence…I'm very sadistic, so if there is too much violence, I am sorry. BTW, since no one knows what Kvar looked like before the game, I'm going to make him look the way I picture him, okay?

Disclaimer: I don't own ToS for heaven's sake!

Bonded – Part3: Chapter3

"Now, now, Kratos. I'm not here to ruin your life. I only need to speak with Lord Yggdrasil," Kvar said wily. Kratos drew his sword.

"Kvar, your Lord Yggdrasil only wishes you dead," Kratos growled. Kvar laughed.

"Are you serious? Lord Yggdrasil is only lying to you! He is trying to gain your trust! When he gains the opportunity, he will strike down your pathetic family!" Kvar laughed. Kratos drew the Flamberge.

"Do not mock my friends and family! Mithos cares more about me and my family than he does you and your shitty project!" Kratos lunged at Kvar and plunged his sword into Kvar's side. Blood splattered over the pearly sand and on Kratos's clothes. Kratos drew his sword out of Kvar's side and began to slice ferociously.

"Agh…" Kvar gasped. His entire body was covered in blood. He drew his rod and charged at Kratos. Kratos parried off his swipes easily. Kvar was not going to give up, though. He cast a lightning spell, which dazed Kratos a bit. This left him open for attack. Kvar swiped at Kratos's neck. A large slash appeared on Kratos's neck. It was not bloody. Then, all of a sudden, the slash seemed to "pop". Gore burst out of Kratos's neck like lava spews out of a volcano. Kratos screamed out in agony. The whole city was awakened by this commotion. They could not move, though. It was too terrifying. Mithos, Yuan, Anna, and Lloyd were not awoken by this, however. They were too used to sleeping with commotion going on. Especially Anna.

Kvar chuckled. Kratos grasped his neck.

"Kvar…you…bastard…" Kratos gasped. He coughed out a stream of red. It sprayed the sand crimson.

"Feel that, Kratos? I'm only giving you a small fraction of what you'll be feeling in hell!" Kvar yelled. He raised his rod to give the finishing blow.

"NO!" he heard. When he brought his rod down, he sliced—straight through Mithos's arm. Mithos's arm dropped to the ground. Mithos clutched the stump he had for an arm.

"Lord Yggdrasil!" Kvar exclaimed.

"Kvar…I will kill you now!" Mithos raised his only arm left and bellowed, "INDIGNATION JUDGMENT!" An enormous winged sword dropped into the middle of the magical circle that was creating shockwaves. Kvar was struck by every single one of the shockwaves. His blood flew in every direction, covering Kratos and Mithos with more blood. Everything was bloody. Kvar's men hurried out of the bushes and grabbed Kvar. They retreated into the night with their leader, who was nearly toasted alive.

"Mithos…why did you risk…?" Kratos was interrupted by Mithos.

"Don't worry, Kratos. I've got it all covered," Mithos smiled. "I just need to go somewhere where no regular human can see me." He whispered the last comment, as not to frighten the residents. Mithos walked out of the city with Kratos and out far away. Mithos picked up his arm. When they got to the place, Mithos opened his wings. A strange glow formed around him, and his arm immediately attached itself back onto Mithos's body. Mithos then touched Kratos's neck, and Kratos's wound healed, only leaving an ever so faint scar. It was only visible if one looked very, very hard.

Anna woke up with a start. A bright blow had shown through her window. She pulled back the smooth silky curtains. Two figures with beautiful wings were flying through the sky. One had with brilliant cerulean wings, and the other with a soft pink color. She knew for sure that one of them was Kratos. She opened the sliding door and ran outside onto the porch. The wind blew her hair across her face. The one with pink wings split away from Kratos. Kratos landed on the porch and engulfed Anna in a hug.

"Kratos!" Anna gasped. "Where have you been?" Kratos did not respond. All he did was clutch her to his chest. He buried his face in her hair and took in the sweet aroma of warm vanilla sugar.

"Anna…stay with me…" he panted. Anna wrapped her arms around him. She replied, "Kratos, of course I'm going to stay with you. What are you thinking?" she giggled and kissed him tenderly on his lips. They stood there, hugging each other under the glittering moonlight for hours.

Yuan sat up in bed as a soft knocking noise on the sliding glass door sounded. He stumbled over to the door and opened it. Mithos stood in the doorway.

"Hello, Yuan. I hope you slept okay," Mithos said. Yuan yawned and got back into his bed. Mithos smiled and climbed into his own bed. What would either of them give if Martel were here? Life would be so much better, that of which Mithos was certain. He rolled over on his side and drifted off to sleep.

"I hope Lord Kvar will be alright…" a Desian soldier said. Kvar's body was in a room. It was being "repaired". Some of his organs and tissues had been damaged. His shoulder-length (horrors) hair had been singed, and now had to be cut short. In fact, all of his hair was shaved off of his head. It would grow back eventually.

Some Desians were forging stronger armor. Others were making him a new rod. Kvar lay on the bed motionless though. At times, he twitched, but nothing more. A large scar claimed his chest. It was impossible to get rid of. It was ugly too. It had begun to swell and release strange liquids. No one enjoyed talking about it. It was not a pretty sight to behold.

"What did he get hit by? Indignant Judgment and perilous swipes from the Flamberge? That's the worst I've seen yet," said a Desian. Pronyma walked through the corridors to the room. She pressed a red button with her black-gloved finger and walked through the door.

"Well, Kvar…what a rare sight this is…my, my. You really did get yourself into a pickle," Pronyma laughed. Kvar did not respond. "I recall you saying that you were indomitable, and that you would take down Lord Kratos the next time you met up with him. It looks like you have failed your goal once again."

"Mistress Pronyma…" a Desian began.

"Please leave me alone. I need to speak with Kvar," Pronyma ordered. The Desian left the room.

"I wonder if you still deserve the title of a Grand Cardinal. I guess that is for my Lord Yggdrasil to decide. Kvar…stay comfortable," Pronyma smirked and left, chuckling to herself.

Lilikoifish: Sorry that this was so short! I started running out of ideas…sorry! I hopw you enjoyed this and found it at least decent!

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