Hello readers! Just going through the motions here. We, the Tales Club do not own the Tales Franchise. We just love their characters. We did make up our own characters, though.

NOTE: this is an RP made by a club. We constantly have members joining and dropping out. However, the basic storyline will stay the same. For a comprehensive list of the characters, go to

the chapter marked "List of Characters"

And Enjoy the Story!


RP #1 - White Rose. Posted on 10-11-05

"Lloyd. . . ." Kratos whispered with a sigh as he snapped out of his deep thoughts. Gazing out into space, he continues to watch the star of the new world. "I--"

Suddenly, Derris-Kharlan begins to shake, and seems to start to move. Startled, Kratos looks around scanning every thing he could see. "This has never happened before. . . ." He stated with some concern as drew his sword. Not the Flameberg, which had been left with Lloyd--but a mysterious glowing sword of light that he found while working on Derris-Kharlan. He named it the Irving after his son, and held it out in front of him. As he continued to navigate Derris-Kharlan looking for anything suspicious, the shaking became more frequent and violent. "What is this!" He almost shouts to the wind as the ground underneath his feet begins to crumble. "What's going on? It's almost as if this world is under attack!" Kratos saids a bit puzzled as he unveils his blue shimmering angel wings, and takes to the air, watching as the very ground crumbles around him. Minutes later, a gathering of weird looking creatures swarm every inch of Derris-Kharlan, suprising him. He moves his eyes left and right, up and down, eyeing the rather large swarm, as they seemed to be in search of something, or someone. "What in hell?. . . ." He muttered under his breath as he scratched his head in confusion.

Just then, a horribly mutated winged monster appears above him. Acting as the mount for another strange passenger, the winged monster fires a purple beam at Kratos. Reacting quickly, Kratos dodges the incoming projectile, and bravely faces the new threats before him. "Who are you?" He states warily. The creature riding the mounted beast locks eyes with Kratos. "Where is the master of this world? The one called Yggdrasil?" The tall, slender, and cloaked alien like creature asks with a hissing, gurgling voice. Kratos brings his left arm up. Attached to it is the Star Shield. "Yggdrasil is no longer among the living. If you seek him, you are too late." The monster's face remains grim, as it raises one of it's own limbs in the air. Sharp, swordlike claws, about 1 foot each in length, appear from six long spiderish fingers. "He had promised me something long ago, yet when I come into this galaxy, I do not see what I had hoped to see." Said the putrid creature once more. The winged mount stared at Kratos as if targeting it's next meal. It growled and hissed at him with impatience--steaming drool slowly dripping from it's long mouth. The mysterious passenger's eyes narrowed, and it hones in on Kratos. "That, makes me very displeased. . . .human." Kratos claps his hands together, and soon, he begins to give off a slight glow. "I will ask you only once again." He pauses for moment. His eyes never leaving the piercing stare of the alienish monster. "Who are you?"

"I see no need to introduce myself to a lowly creature such as yourself." Kratos tilted his head to one side slightly, cocked and arrogent grin at the creatures and stuck his arm out in front of him. "That's just too bad then, isn't it?" He shuts his eyes for a moment, and then opens them back up, still gazing at the creatures. "Oh well." He opens his palm. . . .

"Judgement!"

Beams of light come blasting through the clouded atmosphere of Derris-Kharlan hitting everything in sight. Chunks of already loosened ground disintigrate all around, roaming native monsters are instantly destroyed along with several of the new beings, and even the purple clouds themselves seem to vanish from the intense light. The two creatures are struck repeatedly from the violent onslaught. The winged mount cries out in agony as it's body is being continuosly pelted and ripped. Shaking and squirming from the attack, the passenger disembarks the winged beast. The beast moans for the last time as it is suddenly caught in a final intense light beam, and explodes. A piece of the creatures lands on Kratos' shoulder. He grimaces for a moment, and flicks it away. As the Judgement spell ends, he looks around at the devastation. "Humph. I haven't used that in a long time..." He chuckles slightly. "I guess I don't know my own strength anymore."

The now mountless creature, hovering mysteriously in the air, eyes the falling remains of it's former pet. It stares back at Kratos and growls some in irritation. "You imputant human. How dare you strike at me and my kind." The creature brushes dirt, blood, and skin off of itself, and sneers at him. "That was a nice try, but uttery pathetic. . . ." Kratos gasps, and slumps for a second. "No! It was ineffective. . . ." He whispered to himself, unaware that this creature heard him. "That is correct." Kratos startles and returns his attention to his unharmed foe. "Unlike my pet, and most of my army you see before you, I am uneffected by your silly tricks." The monster raises another of it's four arms in the air...

A horde of about 100 other smaller grotesque alienish monsters gather behind this enemy, ready to attack at a moments notice. Kratos looks around at the gathering. "... So, you must be the leader of these... things." The army of creatures growl and hiss at the remark, but the leader cuts them off. "We are Tarivians." The creature pauses. "That is all you need to know." Kratos lowers his hands slightly, but still keeping guard. "What is it that you seek?" The alienish master removes it's cloak, revealing it's hidden form. Kratos' face turns in disgust as it looks the thing over. The master creature begins to charge it's odd looking body. "Where are the two books we gave Yggdrasil, human? Tell me before I decide to end your life here and now." Kratos thinks for a few seconds, trying to reason what this thing was talking about. The creature interrupts his thoughts. "The two books of darkness! Where are they!" It hisses with impatience. Kratos gasps in shock realizing instantly what this enemy looked for, but he remained calm and vigil in his demeanor. "What do you want with the Necronomicon and the Book of the Underworld?" He states with worry. The Tarivian grins slightly. "Ahh, so you do know what I am talking about after all." It points a now blueish glowing finger at Kratos. "Good, this makes things interesting." It snarles, showing dripping sharp fangs. "Tell me where they are, human." Kratos' eyes narrow and he quickly raises his guard once again, silently preparing a Guardian spell. "Those books are pure evil, and highly dangerous. I will never tell you what I know of them." The monster opens the palm of it's hand. "Then you leave me no choice." It sneered a bit.

The same strange glow upon the enemy's hand appeared around Kratos' body, and he looks around in some concern. "What is--" The rest of his statement is cut off as the Tarivian leader squeezes it's hand, and a surge of pain courses through Kratos, sufficating him from the inside out. He shuts his eyes and struggles to fight the attack. "No!" He shouts. "For the sake of those I care for, you will never get your hands on those books!" He cries out in severe pain. "No!" A green glow appears around the blue one and Kratos tenses his body even further. He struggles to lift his shielded arm in front of him, and opens his palm. "Guardian!" He shouts as the spell's green glow surrounds his body, expanding, destroying the blue glow of the opposing spell, and cancelling the enemy attack. The two colors of spells intertwine with one another above his head, and explode around him. Kratos shields himself, and as the dust settles, readies himself for battle. He sinks into deep emotional thought for a moment as he stares at his foe throught the dust and smoke. 'This may be my final act, but I do it for my son.' He tightens his grip on his sword, the Irving, and light seems to envelope both the mysterious blade and him as well. The dust finally dissipates, and the opposing forces stare intently at one another. "Human! You will not win this fight! Give it up!" Kratos grits his teeth as he places both hands on the hilt of the sword, and holds it off to his side, in attack postion. "Never!" He shouts as he takes off at blazing speed after the leader, intent on taking it down, no matter what. The Tarivian leader glances at his army and puts up his hand, then points at Kratos. "Kill him! Tear him to shreds and feed him to our beasts!"

As the enormous entrage impacts one another only seconds later, a large flash of light emits through Derris-Kharlan, and several more of the leader's soldiers disintegrate into pieces from the massive surge of blinding light! As Kratos and the Tarivian leader continue to fight one another sword to hand, rumbling is heard all over the crumbling world, and it finally begins to break up for the last time. As chunks of rock begin to fall, the whole world is turned chaotic in a matter of minutes. "We've done our damage here! Tarivians, retreat!" Saids the now injured leader of the mysterious race.

Tarivian upon Tarivian make haste in leaving the dying planet of Derris-Kharlan. As Kratos kills a few more, he tries to go after the leader one last time, before it exits the atmosphere of the world. Just as he was about to catch up, a group of soldier Tarivians protecting the leader turn to face Kratos and all at once, fire a mysterious energy beam at him, catching him off guard. He startles and tries to cast Guardian once again. . . . but it's too late, and the attacks hit home. . . . "Dammit. No. . . ." He saids as he drifts in and out of conciousness, falling into the crumbling world below. . . .

. . . . and all goes black. . . .

Meanwhile, down on the new world. . . .

"Alright dad, I'm going on that delivery now! I'll be back sometime tomarrow!" Shouts a tall young girl of age 16 with blondish brown hair, brown eyes, and a slender, but voluptous build. She finishes loading some packages onto a familiar vessel, outside of a familiar location, under the bright sun of a beautiful autumn afternoon. A man of the mid-thirties glances out of a window of a small house hidden in the woods, and nods slightly. "Alright, just be careful, okay? You know of the rising tension around here I hope." The girl shrugs some. "Yeah, yeah." She boards the small vessel. "Don't worry dad, I'll be fine. I am a big girl after all." She chuckles. The man's eyes narrow some. "Terra. Just keep your guard up." He looks down some. "I don't wish to lose my daughter too. . . ." She cocks her head some in sympathy. "We still have mom. . . ." She rolls her eyes and chuckles some. "When she's not at the Martel temple, that is." She pauses and checks over her things. "And you said yourself that your father is alive, so he's still here too. . . ." The man's eyes widen some and he glances at her again. "Yeah, about that. . . . Terra y--" She waves good bye to him, and interrupts him. "We'll talk later! If you want this delievered by tonight, I've gotta get going!" She presses a small combination of buttons on the vessel, and it turns on. Colored flames shoot out from the back of it, and it hovers in the air some. "See ya dad! Tell mom I'll be home later tomarrow! Someone have that next delievery ready when I get back, okay?" Just before the man could finish his statement, the vehicle rises, and quickly dissappears through the trees.

The man sighs as he goes to the window, just catching the end of the steam trail left behind by the vehicle as it flies off towards it's destination. "Terra. . . . you have no idea how great my father really is. He's more of a hero than I ever was." He sinks into emotional thought as he goes back to the smithery area in the tiny house. 'Kratos. . . .' A now 36 year old Lloyd Irving thinks to himself as he does what he does best, next to fighting--blacksmithing. He lays a recently cooled piece of metal atop a large anvil, and begins work on it. '20 years have passed since you left, and I still haven't told her about you.' He hangs his head, and with a dirty gloved hand, wipes some tears from his eyes, causing soot to smear across his face. 'It's just so hard to do without Dirk around to help me. Will she even understand any of it?' He stops working for a moment and heads outside to look at the sky. 'I guess if I were nearly as smart as you are, that would help huh?' He laughs some at that thought, but stops as his expression changes to sadness. 'I miss you. . . .' He pauses to take a long drawn out breath. 'To most people in this world, Derris-Kharlan is nothing but an abandoned memory.' He shakes his head to clear his mind, and he looks at the sky again. "But I'll never forget it. . . . or you." And with that, heads back inside to continue work.

Night falls as Terra reaches her destination of New Mizuho. "Phew, finally here." She sighs with relief as she disembarks the vehicle. A woman and man of late 30's and early 40's walk towards Terra as she unloading her shipment. "So, that old girl is still holding up, huh?" States the tall, long red-haired man cloaked in a fine white and green Mizuhoen outfit. A fancy sword lay resting in an extravigant sheeth belted to his back, and strapped to his arm is a small round shield. The voluptuous, short black-haired woman, draped in a very fine purple Mizuhoen robe made of silk, approaches the vehicle. "That Rheaird has been through a lot, but I see it's been well cared for." Terra startles some, and turns to face them. She bows slightly in their presence. "Chief Fujibayashi, Master Wilder. . . ." The man winks at her. "I told you a thousand times to call me Zelos. And, you don't have to do that bowing thing you know." He saids with a chuckle. "It's just. . . ." Terra saids hesitantly. The woman pats her back. "And I told you, please call me Sheena." She laughs some. "I hate that formal stuff." She winks at her. "You're Lloyd's kid. It means your family to us." Zelos nods and Terra blushes some. "Y--yeah." She rubs the back of her head. "Thanks. . . ." Zelos looks over the packages on the Rheaird. "So, what's you dad got for us this time?" Terra turns around to retrieve the packages. "Oh, just--"

Before she could finish speaking, a huge burst of light is seen from a single star in the sky, catching their attention. It quickly disappears afterwards. "Okay, that was just weird." Zelos commented as they look at the star. Terra moves her head to the side, and then turns to Sheena and Zelos. "What was that?" Sheena shrugs. "Who knows? The sky seems to act weird every night now." She pauses. "Just the other night, it turned a freakish red color." Zelos scratches his head, and glances at Sheena. "Huh? I didn't notice." Sheena rolls her eyes. "That's because even though we were outside last night, you were too preoccupied with--" Zelos waves his hand at her. "Heh heh. . . . Ahh, Sheena. Kid here." She blushes and clears her throat. "Heh. . . . yeah." She catches the sight of an odd meteor shower as she observes the sky. "Hey, look at those meteors falling from the sky. . . ." Terra and Zelos look back up at the sky, and at the shower. "They look like they have purple auras around them." Terra comments. Zelos' eyes narrow. . . . like he could sense something wrong. "It couldn't be--" He whispers to himself. Sheena looks at him, with some worry.

His statement, like Terra's, was cut short when the sound of a large meteor impacting off in the distance startles them. "What the hell was that!" Sheena shouts as they turn their attention to the location of the impact sight. Another bright flash of white light emits and disappears. . . . then all seems to go silent. . . . "Sheena stay here with Terra. I'll go investigate this." Sheena looks at him, and nods hesitantly. "Okay. . . . You know people will be looking into this soon. Especially the military." She grabs his hand, much to his suprise. "Be careful. . . ." They share a small kiss. "I'm always careful baby." He saids with a charming voice. "Terra, I'm gonna borrow this, alright?" She looks at him, and smirks. "Fine. But it's my dad's, so I get to go with you in exchange. Got it?" He smirks back and chuckles some. "Bossy, aren't we? Just like your old man." He saids jokingly. He sighs. "Alright, come on. Nobody ever stopped you from doing what you wanted, before." She smiles and gets on the Rheaird. "Great. Now, get on. I'm driving." He rubs the back of his head and gives her a strange look. "Sheesh. Just like him. . . ." He states while boarding the Rheaird behind her. She enters a combination, and they rise into the air. Sheena chuckles. "Hey Terra, Zelos can be a pain in the ass sometimes, in case you didn't know! Just knock him off of the Rheaird if he gets too annoying, alright?" Zelos looks down at her, shakes his head smiling. "I love you too Sheena." He states with a laugh afterwards.

And with that, Terra flies off with Zelos to the site of the large meteor. . . .

RP #2 - Confused God. Posted on 10-12-05

Rusty and Taren walked, as they often did, though the unfamilar wilderness. Their destination was New Mizuho, where they would stock up on supplies to continue their journey towards the site of the fallen Tower of Salvation. There was no real point to it, it was really just sightseeing, exploring the world, and perhaps a little training. Both Rusty and Taren hated the common lives they grew up in, and both of them thirsted for knowledge and adventure. As for adventure, they were about to hit the jackpot.

Rusty looked up at the now darkend sky, and admired the stars. It was calming, but something suddenly startled him. There was a bright green flicker where one star had been, then nothing.

"Taren, did you see that?"

Taren looked back at Rusty with a puzzled glance.

"See what? Oh, stargazing again, huh? No, I was looking where we were walking, one of us has to. Seriously, if it wasn't for me, you would've walked off some cliff and died by now."

Rusty smirked. Taren had an amusing ability to poke fun at people. Nothing insulting, just common humor. Perhaps it was so funny because of all people, he was one with the most problems. It was a way of distracting himself from his past, causing laughter. Rusty sighed and pointed up to where he had been looking.

"Right there. Some star just suddenly flashed green and disappeared. It was pretty cool."

Taren shook his head.

"Sounds more like you're hallucinating to me. Maybe you're starting to get a little too tired. Traveller's Dellusion."

Rusty grunted through a smile. Then his expression turned to slight anticipation. Maybe Taren was actually getting to something; it had been a little more than a day since they had last slept. He was feeling hungry too...really hungry now that he thought about it.

Rusty sighed and glanced up, only to be taken by surprise once again. Before him was now a meteor shower of pelting debris, all surrounded by strange glows of purple. Rusty nudged Taren and pointed up again. He wasn't dellusional after all. Taren gasped at the sight.

"I've never seen anything like it...I wonder how large those meteors are, some of them look like they might be able to break the atmosphere."

Rusty's attention was now directed on a particularly large meteor, which was glowing red from the atmospheric entry, but didn't seem to be crumbling or disintigrating at all.

"Taren, look at that one. It looks like it could make it through the atmosphere...how long do you think that would take?"

Taren shrugged as he stared up at the meteor in question.

"No idea. Probably at least a few minutes I would thi..."

His sentence was cut off as they meteor suddenly shot down from the sky and in seconds had slammed into the ground only a few miles ahead, creating a sonic boom that racked pain throughout Rusty's ears. He and Taren clasped their hands over their ears before being knocked backwards onto their side by the shockwave. They rolled over and braced themselves as a huge dust cloud blew over them. After a few moments, the dust began to settle and the two arose, coughing in the thick, stifling air of debris. Rusty's eyes watered as he gasped.

"Ugh, I think I just swallowed a bunch of dust! Gack, what a horrible taste, how are you supposed to breathe like this?"

Taren held the inside of his elbow over his mouth and Rusty followed the idea by holding his clock over his. They looked ahead, trying to peer through the whirlwind of slowly settling dust, and started to make out the outline of a crater. With unspoken agreement, they began to approach the crater to see just what the commotion was.

RP #3 - Abyssion. Posted 10-15-05

When Raiden finally arrived at Meltokio he found his father getting dragged by a man in a dark cloak with a strange symbol on it. He ignored it for now and hid between statues, corners of walls, anything that could hide himself. after about 4 minutes of struggling and dragging the man, a few bulky guards, and his father went inside the doors of the coliseum. Raiden's eyebrow twitched while peeking out of a corner of a house while watching them enter with such emotion. Raiden soon followed inside stealthily, keeping his distance so as to not be caught. The men finally entered the preparations room and undressed and dressed Regal into shaggy clothes and gave him a short sword with a basic wooden handle. Regal then twirled it around examining it, then threw it to the ground. He then took some string he had found hiding on a hook across the room and tied his hands with it.

"This is how I fight. If I am to win then I will win without the use of my hands."

He then finished tieing it and stretched for his upcoming death match.

Raiden soon reached his father and wandered his eyes at him with concern of his status. When he found his father struggling with stretches and exercises he spoke.

"Father please stop and help me find a way to break these bars."

"I can handle this Raiden. I may be getting old but I still have the power to strike down my enemies."

And with that Regal fell in pain. His hamstring gave out while doing kicks he used in the time of his great adventure. Raiden with a burst of strength bent the cell bars out enough for him to slip through. He then walked with great speed to his father to help him up. Regal accepted his aid and was put on a bench to rest his muscles. He put his hands where the pain was and started massaging it and hissing like a snake in pain. Raiden then looked at the surroundings fiddling with the bottom strap of his brassard. He sadly found nothing and started tempting his father to come out and run back home.

"No son I must fight. If I should die then it is my time. Don't worry about me I should be fine……I think."

"I think isn't a good thought father. Hmm…I have an idea. What if I fight whatever comes out of that gate for you? Then you can be set free and we can go home."

"I said no son! Now please go somewhere where you can't be found. I don't want my son being held in this pit of death as well as I"

Raiden's face then turned to anger and sadness simultaneously and left to find a place where he could watch his father and not be seen. He found a seat next to a few dozen people wrapped in huge clocks and fabric around there faces and bodies. He adjusted his brassard and sheath so he could be comfortable. He watched arrow competitions and javelin throwing but all he could focus on was his father's match. With that the gladiator matches were about to begin, until that same strange man came out of a small room in the center stands of the coliseum. He had a crown on with the purest gold and jewels Raiden has ever seen in his life. He also had a red velvet shirt that was obviously too short for him as his hairy and disgusting belly was sticking out of the bottom. He had black shaggy pants on and that same odd cloak with the symbol on the back. He raised his hands and with that the crowd stood silent. He then spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen! This match-up is one of a kind. Today we will feature two of the worlds greatest warriors known to man. Please give a warm welcome to REGALLL!"

After his announcement the door on Raiden's left suddenly opened, surely but slowly and soon enough Regal was pushed out of the long hallway inside the coliseum. Regal's face was down so the people could not see him. He then walked a few steps to the middle of the fighting arena and stood there with his head still down. The man up top on the balcony chuckled at him and gave an evil grin, then cleared his throat and raised his hands once again to simmer the crowd down.

"Now my fellow people. His opponent is none other than the massive, colossal, vast MUNATIUSSS!"

Suddenly the doors blasted open to Raiden's right and out came a mammoth creature. From head to toe he was enormous. His arms were about four times the size of Raiden's and his stomach was the biggest part of him. He wore a giant helm with a row of feathers going down the middle of his helm. It was nearly impossible to see his face but you could hear his hard breathing. What was odd was that he also had a brassard but his shoulder plate was on his left shoulder and Raiden's was on his right. In his left hand he had a great axe. About 3 times the size of Presea's. its large stature rested on his big black shoulder plate. In his right hand was a morning star of great size and power. The chain between the spiked club and the handle was long and rusty. The spiked club was unbelievable. It had a prodigious design. This club wasn't round like usual morning stars, but this was oblong but still full of bloody spikes and that terrorized Raiden. He wore a plate skirt that reached to his enormous knees and calves, and at his feet were some normal strap sandals. This creature was petrifying to Raiden as his eyebrows raised and his eyes widened. Raiden knew Regal couldn't win this fight, especially with just his legs as his weapon.

As the crowd cheered and placed bets on Regal and Munatius, Munatius dropped his axe to the ground holding just the handle, and started swinging the morning star. Faster and faster it went and as it got to the point where it couldn't get any faster, he yelled an eerie war cry. You couldn't see his eyes but he knew he was staring Regal down. Regal then looked up after the war cry and just looked him up and down trying to find weak points. And with that the mysterious man called the start of the match. Both of them stood there. Regal still examining his opponent and Munatius still swinging his power-house of a weapon. Soon enough Munatius stopped swinging his "death ball" and picked up his axe and started charging at Regal like an angry bull. Just before he reached him he spun the club at his side and attempted a hammering blow as to crush Regal's skull. Regal stepped to the side without a flinch and kicked Munatius's right side as hard as he could. In conclusion he just hurt himself more than Munatius. Munatius laughed a booming laugh and tried slicing Regal from the side with his great axe. Regal leaped up and with ferocity kneed Munatius in the helmet in endeavor to stun Munatius and give Regal time to anticipate his next move. In relief it did stun him for a few seconds and also dizzied him which also gave Regal a better chance to take down his enemy. Regal tried everything but failed and with that was struck down by the towering Munatius. Regal was unable to get up considering Munatius's foot was pinned on his stomach. He then looked at the man in the balcony to get the orders to either spare him or kill him. The man's thumb was sideways and with a smirk, it went down. Munatius then looked at Regal, dropped his morning star and raised his axe with both hands. And before he trusted it down, a sword flew into Munatius's leg. Munatius then dropped his axe and backed up in pain. Then ripped it out quickly and threw it aside. Raiden popped down by Regal and helped him up.

"Hmm, I guess your sword was of use after all."

The mysterious man was ultimately furious and summoned guards to seize Raiden and Regal. In a matter of seconds a swarm of Guards surrounded the two with their spears pointed almost up to their necks. Raiden, remembering his only form of magic, summoned a huge windstorm to blow away the guards. But Raiden didn't realize the arena was made of sand and soon the sand flew around in circles and blinded everyone in the coliseum. Raiden quickly took his injured father and ran out the doors and snuck past the preparations room, then finally ran outside running as fast as they could out of Meltokio. They luckily made it and hopped onto the rheiard Raiden flew on and with that they flew home.

As they got home Raiden carried his father and placed him on his bed, then called the doctor to come immediately. The doctor soon came and was tending to Regal's wounds and Raiden sent out to find the vice president. He soon found him and with a fiery passion he started chewing him out.

"Did you really think you could kill us?"

"I..uh.."

"Save it you little worm! I never want to see you in this city ever again. And if I see you I will personally make sure you don't breathe again. Got it!"

"yes. Please let me go."

Raiden threw him to the ground and went back to find his father.

When he arrived Regal went to him slowly as to not hurt himself. He then told Raiden Lloyd's daughter and Zelos were checking something out and that you should meet up with them and help them incase there is trouble. Raiden didn't find the heart to argue with his father and nodded yes. Soon Raiden got all of his things prepared and took the rheiard to where Zelos and Terra were.

RP #4 - Mamotreto. Posted 10-15-05
Author's note: Alright, I have my intro. Keep in mind that I am doing this for the first time as you read this.

Eno sat with his feet in the water, letting the cool liquid splash up and down his legs. In his mind, he was a happy person. He had food, he had his bow, and he had his lake. He thought he needed nothing more.

I also have my magic, he thought. I should do some practicing.

He stood up on the bank and concentrated. The water bent below him. He always tried shifting the water a bit for a warm up, before making doing any actual moves. Besides, he enjoyed his power to manipulate the water.

Okay, Eno thought, time for the real stuff.

"Spread," he thought, not wanting to start to difficult. It was a strong enough move, but it didn't take too much energy.

A column of water in the lake rose high into the air. If only I had a target, thought Eno. That would make this much more challenging.

Eno looked to the sky as his water fell apart underneath itself. The stars were all out tonight, bright and shining.

And then one of them seemed odd to Eno. He only caught it with the corner of his eye, but something seemed to have moved. He stood for a while, wondering what it was, until a strange meteor shower started to fill the night sky.

Odd, he thought.

And then a large meteor seemed to come out of the sky, and headed straight for (insert name of new planet here). It glowed red when it hit the atmosphere, but it didn't break apart much. Eno couldn't shake the feeling that it was coming right at him.

No way, he thought. It can't hit here. The odds are so big that it just can't happen. Of course, it does have to land somewhere…

It broke through the atmosphere and continued to fall, gaining speed as it went. Eno became worried. It looked as if it was going to land somewhere near him, if not right on top.

And land near him it did. Not one hundred feet away, either. It came crashing into the ground. The blast knocked several trees to the ground, and Eno had to hold on to a large rock to avoid being blown away. He turned his head as grass and dirt slammed against his face.

When he opened his eyes the forest was on fire.

No, he thought, scared.

I have to concentrate. I can't let the situation get the better of me. I know I can do this.

While Eno tried to gain his calm, the forest he loved so much blazed. The fire seemed to spread by the second, and there was plenty of stuff to burn.

I have to do this now!

Eno closed his eyes. He let the manna flow within his body.

"Tidal Wave!"

The water splashed and flowed from what seemed like the air. Where it met the fire, there was a blast of steam. All over the forest it rose. Eno continue to put energy into the move until he couldn't hold it any longer.

Eno opened his eyes. The fire was gone! A few things were a little soggy, but overall, everything was okay.

It's a good thing I'm good with water magic, he thought. And now to see what caused all this.

Eno grabbed his blade and bow, just in case, and walked slowly to the crash site.

RP #5 - Captain Sagara. Posted 10-15-05

Kalas' eyes twitched slowly.

His mind had been free, but his body had been trapped for 15 years.

The meteors had stirred Kalas, he had been dormant in the deepest part Gaoricchia for so long, waiting, hoping, watching his body from his mind's eye, longing for someone to come and awaken him.

BOOM.

A meteor, not far off, crahed into the monument erected for Origin so many years ago.

Concsienceness was what Kalas had dreamed for for so long, but now, his peace was interupted, and he didn't know how to take it, he couldn't know how to take it.

The last thing Kalas knew was the fight at the lightning temple, the ground shaking, so similarly to what it was doing right now, feeling the concussions through his body, and something else, that he could not recognize, something else that was so foreign to his body, and at that point in time he only cared for himself, he didn't care what happened to anyone else, he felt fear.

Fear drove him, he crept around Volt and struck him, he knew, his instincts told him, that something was going to go wrong, Sheena was stumbling over her words, and he could sense the anger and hatred in Volt, and knew that he would kill her. So he did what he could only do, he fought, angered Volt, provoked him, tried to divert his attention from the only person he cared about.

Volt turned around at Kalas, saw the fear in his eyes, and struck him down, Kalas knew he had to sacrifice hismelf, he didn't know, however, that he had to sacrifice so much more to calm the beast. Volt went on a rampage, he struck many of the Mizuhoens down, those Kalas cared for, and those he did not. As Kalas fell slowly, he noticed that Volt was charging Sheena, and fear consumed Kalas, his younger sister, one of the onyl people he cared for, was in trouble. He tried to move but found himself paralyzed, and lost conscienceness.

When he awoke he was back in Mizuho, in the cheif's hut.

He though he was alone, but he turned to see that everyone was gathered around his grandfather, the cheif of Mizuho. Kalas jumped forward and held the cheif's hand as he slipped into a deep coma, he had lost his grandfather, and he didn't know what has become of his sister, he felt so alone, so afraid.

The Mizuhoens angrily swarmed Kalas, and, his sense numbed, he stood there like a dumbstruck fool, listening, feeling the bite of their harsh words, and he thought to himself that they were the fools, that they had been so wrapped up in what happened that they could not see what he prevented.

He was overcome, like so many times before, with hate, and he slowly reached for his kodachi, and silenced the voices.

He was banished to gaoricchia, and it became taboo to speak of him.

In gaoricchia though, he climbed the tallest trees and peered out to Mizuho, wondering if anyone still thought of him.

He felt lonely, and over time he slowly went mad, he killed everything he saw, and left them dead were they dropped, he ahd only killed for necessity in his first few months in exilment, but he started slowly enjoying the smell of blood, the fell of it's warmth against his skin, he was no longer shaken by the blank expression he left on his vicitim's face, the blankness in their eyes.

He had come to rule the forest, but one day, hiding amoung the trees, before he even saw him, he felt the intense pain and dark energy coming from him, the sword dancer, and without thinking, he rushed at it, just as he had done so with so many other worthless foes.

But the sword dancer was different, Kalas tried to fight him, but the sword dancer had something that all Kalas' other opponents did not, the sword dancer didn't just fight with instincts, he fought with feeling and emotion, something that Kalas had slowly forgotton about over his time in Gaoricchia. He knew he had to continue to fight, but hehad no chance, he was beaten by his own arrogance, and locked away by the sword dancer, in a state of dormancy.

He had used this time to reflect upon his actions and words, he had nothing else he could do, and he felt sorry for the widowed families back in Mizuho, but knew there was nothing he could have done about it, and knew there was nothing he could do about it now. He slowly came upon epiphinies, and realized why emotions and feelings were so important to him, and he felt regret, something he had not felt before, and knew what he would change if he ever regained his humanity.

Since that say, when Sheena and other unrecognizable fighters slayed the sword dancer, it's spell has been weakening on Kalas, and now, with such immense dark power released into the Earth by the meteors, Kalas was awoken.

After so many years of being held dormant, his bodily function frozen with him, all he could do was fall over when he was so quickly rebooted.

And he remained there, until he finally gained control over his body once more.

RP #6 - AngelicAura616. Posted 10-15-05

CLANG!

Aaron was swinging his sabers every direction, trying to hit the man. The man kept blocking. The man tried to stab Aaron, but Aaron dodged, then did a counter-swing at the man's legs, which he dodged. A drop of sweat trickled down Aaron's face and landed on his saber. They were running and fighting at the same time, going between and through bushes and up and down trees.

"Urg, damnit! Fine, ready?" Aaron asked, rhetorically, and stuck a saber out in front of him, pointed at the man, "BOLT!"

Lightning struck the saber held in front of him, and was sent out through the tip, which struck the man. He clenched the place where it swung, and was stunned. Aaron ran at the man and swung, and the man dodged it. Then, all of a sudden, the scene changed to desert.

"What...gah! I hate you guys! I can't use my lightning spells! There's no clouds in sight!" Aaron yelled at people who weren't there.

The man kicked sand in the air, which went towards Aaron's eyes, and swung his own sword.

"Gust!" Aaron shouted, quickly enough to blow the sand away, and even to pick up more sand, which landed in the man's eyes. He fell over rubbing them. Aaron was about to stab the man, but the scene changed once again. This time into an island under a heavy storm. A piece of hail the size of a golf ball hit Aaron's saber, and it was blown into a house. Suddenly, even more hail flew at them.

"Water Barrier!"

A shield of water, flowing in circles around them, surrounded the two. The hail was being deflected by this shield.

"So, you're GIVING me a storm! That makes things much easier!" Aaron shouted to the people who weren't there again.

Aaron raised his one saber left to the top of the shield, and a hole appeared in it.

"Cross-breeze!"

The man stared at Aaron in a state of terror.

"Ha, you know what's going on then?"

The man continued to stare. This was one of Aaron's most powerful spells, and everybody knew Aaron's powerful spells. He was quite popular in the Iselia-Triet militia.

The shield began to fall, and the wind began to increase. The hail had disappeared, and rain took it's place. The clouds were swirling. A funnel was forming, but the funnel was much larger than a hurricane.

"GALE OF DESTRUCTION!"

The funnel touched the ground. The clouds around them were doubling, and lightning was flashing from each one. Aaron began panting.

"RAIN OF LIGHTNING!"

Lightning began striking everywhere, with only half-second intervals. The objects around them began to be sucked into the funnel cloud. Aaron was panting even heavier.

"WRATH OF THE OCEAN!"

The sea around the island began to rise, flooding the shores. Aaron was now wheezing, and appeared to be light-headed. He was shaking badly.

"FURY OF THE GODS!"

The island was slowly succumbing to the forces. It was decomposing at an alarming rate. Then, Aaron collapsed, but the spells still continued. He just layed on the ground, breathing heavily and coughing, and slowly he fell into unconsciousness.

A man splashed some water over Aaron's face, reviving him to consciousness.

"Damnit, Aaron! How many times have we told you? DO NOT SLAUGHTER YOUR OPPONENT! It's a lot of paperwork if you killed him." a voice boomed above him.

"Heh, I'm sorry. I get really into this. Plus, I love my job here." Aaron explained, regaining up to his feet.

"You'd better! You're a Major, not to mention one of our military's best spellcasters, even if your extremely powerful spells take away a lot of your energy." the person said.

"That's what happens when you're raised by the best spellcasters in the Iselia-Triet region." Aaron told.

"Well, Aaron, you passed your evaluation. I mean, look at this man," the scientist said, waving his hand in front of the man's face, "He's unconscious! And you never really did anything to him other than that bolt spell!"

"When I cast those spells, I give that effect."

Aaron exited the room, but was stopped immediatly by a new recruit.

"The Grand Major has received news about a meteor striking far over near Ozette. He figures you're the best one to go examine what's happened. Also, we've received word that shortly before the meteor hit, a Rheiard was seen flying away from the Iselia Forest." the recruit told.

"Terra...what did you do this time?" Aaron whispered.

"What, Sir?"

"Oh, tell him that I'm leaving to see now."

"Yes, Sir!"

Aaron ran off for Genis and Raine's house.

"Hey, Genis, I'm taking your Rheiard if you don't mind." Aaron said.

"Why do you need it?" Raine questioned.

"Military business. A meteor struck over by Ozette." Aaron explained.

Raine and Genis looked at each other, and nodded.

"We're coming with." Raine said.

"Why?"

"That's where Sheena and Zelos live. We want to see if they're okay!" Genis explained.

"Fine, but we need to leave NOW!" Aaron demanded.

"Hang on, give me a second to pack some things we might need." Raine told.

She quickly ran over to a cupboard and pulled out some potions and food.

"Just in case." she explained.

Not too much longer, Raine, Genis, and Aaron were flying off towards Ozette.

"Terra, please be okay..." Aaron murmered.

After a short while, they could see the meteor, and quickly landed near it.

"Be on your guard. Animals and people might be scared, and attack us." Raine explained.

Genis and Aaron nodded.

RP #7 - White Rose. Posted 10-15-05

The sky was dark. Very dark. Like the hair of a pure black cat, kind of dark. Heavy clouds had started to form in the sky only moments earlier, and the air was becoming moist. Zelos whistled as he and Terra flew towards the scene of the meteor crash, observing all around him. The winds had picked up tremendously, and the water that they were flying over was all churned up and quite violent. "Wow. This is really strange." Zelos commented as he continued to look around. Terra glanced back for a second, then refocuses her attention to the Rheaird and their destination. "What is?" He glances at her, and looks back out. "This. This whole thing." His eyes narrow as he gazes up at the sky. "What's going on around here?" Terra tilts her head, puzzled. "Isn't this just a thunderstorm? I mean it's not like--"

Terra's eyes widen, and she gasps as she looks at some shadowy figure coming at them at a high speed. "Whoa! Geez!" She shouts as she pulls the Rheaird hard to the right, avoiding the thing, and almost knocking Zelos and herself off of the small vessel. "Hey! What's the idea! I haven't done anything!" Zelos retorts as Terra straightens the Rheaird, and they pull themselves back onto it. She glances back a bit frightened. "What in hell was that!" Zelos looks at her a bit puzzled, and worried. "What was what? I didn't see anything. . . ." He saids as he glances behind them, catching something in his sights. "Wait a sec--" Zelos' statement was cut short. Whatever this thing was had quickly disappeared from the atmosphere. Terra looks back at him. "I know meteors have been falling, but that didn't look like any meteor I've ever seen. . . ." Zelos nod in agreement, and clutches the hilt of his sword. "Stay here and take control of the Rheaird. I'll protect us." Terra almost chokes and she turns around to look at him. "What! Are you cr--"

Before she could finish, Zelos had dropped from the Rheaird, and was spiralling towards the water. "Zelos! What are you doing!" She shouts to him, and quickly stops the Rheaird. As she turned her attention to down below her, Zelos seemed to give off an orange glow, and feathers began to appear around him. Her eyes widened and she gasped. Suddenly, orange wings appeared on his back, and he pulled up just before reaching the water, preventing a very painful demise. He flew back up to her side. "You didn't think I'd just drop to my death, did you?" He closed his eyes and smiled at her. "Heh. You were actually worried about me." He said with a small chuckle. "You're so cute Terra." He said in his usual, charming voice. She just stared at him totally suprised, not knowing what to think. He raised an eyebrow. "Hey, are you gonna say something?" Her expression changes to extreme anger, and Zelos' eyes widen with fear. "You're damned right I'll say something!" She nails him across the face with a mean back hand. "Ow! What was that for!" He shouts in anger as he rubs his face. "Don't do idiotic things like that!" She yells back as looks him over with a startled and perplexed expression. "And. . . . since when can humans fly!" She states again, still suprised over witnessing that. Zelos seemed a bit suprised at her reaction, and he delves into thought for a moment while looking at Terra with some concern. 'Man Lloyd, how much have you kept from your own daughter all these years? She doesn't know anything, does she?' He snaps out of his thought and draws his sword. "Look, I'm sorry I shocked you, alright?" He saids while placing his free hand on her shoulder. "I didn't mean to." She stares at him and at his wings. "How did you?--" He takes his hand off and flies above her. "It's not important Terra." She looks up at him. "Just go, I'll keep up." He yells a bit from up high. "If we have any more trouble like that, I'll take care of it." He finishes with.

Meanwhile, back at Dirk's house.

"I knew something wasn't right when I saw the sky earlier tonight. That sound must've been something from this weird meteor shower." Realization dawned on Lloyd, and he ran outside. "That meteor I heard sounded like it fell near where Terra was going! Dammit! I hope she's okay!" He looks out towards the Iselia forest entrance. "I'd better go get Colette. She has a Rheaird stored at the Martel Temple!" He ran off into the forest, and on his way to the temple where Colette was at. . . .

Back out over the ocean. . . .

"Do you see anything Zelos?" Terra shouts as they continue towards the crash site. The land was but a few miles in the distance, and the dust from the large rock had not yet cleared around the area. "No. It's hard to see anything!" As they enter the humongous dust cloud, both sheild their faces as much as possible as the sand, ash, and debris sweeps by them covering them from head to toe in a mountain of dirt. "This is nuts! How am I suppose to fly this thing?" Zelos looks down at her for a moment. "You!" He comments. "What about me? I'm getting seriously pelted here!" Terra looks around as much as she could, spotting what looked like a canopy of trees up ahead. "I'm gonna go lower. See if I can find a place to land this." Zelos sighs. "Alright. I'll be right behind you."

Terra decends into the dust cloud, and eventually gets under it. She finds a clearing just within a forest and lands the Rheaird. She gets off and brushes herself off, coughing at the same time. Eventually, Zelos makes it down to ground as well. He coughs some, and brushes himself off as well. Looking around, he spots what looks like purple light coming from up ahead. "I think we're right near the site. Let's get going." He saids as he starts to run out of the forest. Terra stands still for a moment, still unsure of Zelos. 'Who are you?' She thinks to herself as she stares at him with narrowed eyes.

Zelos is almost out of the forest when he stops and turns around. "Terra come on! This is no time for games!" He tilted his head and laughed at himself some, and started thinking for a moment. 'Geez. . . .That's not how I use to act.' He sighs and slumps foward. "Sheena's got me whipped." He whimpers as he lets his head drop. He raises it, and shakes it to clear his mind, waiting for Terra to catch up a few minutes later. "Hey. Are you alright?" He asks, sensing some tension in her. "Yeah. Fine." She states slowly, trying not to look at him too much. They start to head out. "Okay. I believe you." He saids, giving her a slightly strange look as well.

They finally make it to the crash site about 20 minutes later. They stare at a large meteor protruding out from a huge crater that had ripped through the ground. "Holy sh--" Zelos starts. He pauses to look it all over. "This crater's the size of Meltokio. . . ." Terra looks at him and gasps, covering her mouth. "This is insane. . . ." She approaches the rock. "Look how big this rock is. . . ." She saids while touching it. The rock is hot to the touch, and she quickly moves her hand away shaking the slight burn off, and looks down into the hole, which is filled by many, many chunks of meteorites and debris. A familiar smell seems to fill the air as well. Terra closes her nose. "What is that smell? It's horrible!"

"That would be the stench of death my dear." Said the voice of a mysterious person, hiding nearby. Terra's eyes light up as she recognizes the voice. "Papa Merlin!" She exclaims as the old man appears from behind a rock. She runs to him and they hug. "Ehh, it's been too long Terra. You're as beautiful as ever I see." He saids with a warm smiling face and a chuckle. Terra laughs. Zelos looks at him. "Old man Merlin. Never thought I'd see your wrinkled face around here." Merlin breaks away from Terra and starts to slowly run towards Zelos with a wooden staff raised. "Dang it! Ya blasted whippersnapper! I'll teach y--" His statement is cut off as his long beard catches beneath his feet, causing him to trip. Zelos smacks his head with his hand, and laughs a little at Merlin under his breath. Merlin slowly rises to his feet, brushes himself off, and pulls the hair from his mouth. "Youngin, you'll learn to respect your elders one of these days." Zelos closes his eyes and smirks. "Pff. Whatever." He looks back at him. "When you start acting like an old man, I'll treat you like one." Merlin rubs the back of his head. "Heh heh. Nah. It'll never happen." Terra looks at Merlin. "How long have you been here, pops?" Merlin rubs his beard some, and tilts his head to one side, thinking a bit. "Ehh. . . . a while now I think. A few minutes, maybe an hour?" Both Zelos and Terra sigh. "That's okay Merlin, don't exert yourself." Zelos saids with a chuckle. Merlin walks up to him, and wacks him upside his head with his staff. Zelos falls in pain for a moment. "Make up your mind, ya damned hypocrite!" He saids as Zelos twitches on the ground like a bug, and a red bump appears on his head. "Ow. . . ." Zelos saids as he gets up and rubs his head. "Hey Terra? Will you keep this old geezer on a leash!"

Just as Merlin is about to whack Zelos again, Terra hears some strange muffled voices coming from deep below the crater. Rubble seems to move, and she dashes in between the two men, preventing any more confrontation. "Hold it you two! Don't you hear that?" Zelos and Merlin turn their attention towards the crater once again. "Hmm. Hear what?" Zelos states as the three look over the crater. Suddenly, the rubble bursts apart, causing debris to fly everywhere. Zelos gets in between Merlin and Terra, and a green glow appears from his body. He raises his arm and opens his palm after a few seconds.

"Guardian!" He shouts. The three are immediatly surrounded by a green orb of mana, protecting them from the debris. As the dust rises, about 20 shadowy figurines quickly take off into the sky. "Those things again! I know it!" Terra yells as they look at the dust cloud from with in the orb. "Ehh? What are ya babblin' about Terra? You're hurtin my ears." Terra slumps foward. "Sorry pops." She scratches her head. "But I could've sworn. . . ."

The dust cloud dissipates and Zelos lets Guardian end. "Phew. Forgot how much energy that took." He sighs as he bends foward, putting his hands on his knees. Merlin chuckles. "Humph. Who's the old one now?" Zelos looks at him angerily. "Look you old prune--" Terra hushes them as whitish blue light beams through the hole in the rubble. Zelos' eyes narrow once again. 'Somehow, I recognize that light. . . .' He thinks to himself as he cautiously walks over to the opening, and looks into it. The light grows brighter, and he covers his eyes. Feathers appear, like they did with Zelos just earlier.

The light flashes once more, before it disappears. Zelos uncovers his face and slowly flies into the hole, decending to the bottom, and landing next to a person, half buried under more rubble. "Huh?" He saids as he looks at what appears to be an arm sticking out of the rubble. It had a light purple glove on it. The glove covered the hand up to it's fingers and was torn slightly at the thumb side. Zelos also noticed what appeared to be a torn purple sleeve of some kind. "No way. . . . It can't be. . . ." He states with uncertainty. He closes his eyes, and sticks his hand out in front of him. A light green glow appears below him and he opens his palm.

"Wind Blade!" He saids as he looks targets the rocks covering the person. They hover for a minute, and then are shaved to dust which blow away in the breeze--thus revealing the body of the person. . . .

Zelos gasps in shock, and his jaw drops at the sight before him as he looks at a brown haired male lying face down, with blue shimmering wings, severe injuries covering every inch of his body, and clothes that were practically ripped off of him, scattered around him in pieces and strips.

"Kratos!"

RP #8 - Captain Sagara. Posted 10-16-05

Kalas regained conscieness again.

But this time, he could control his limbs.

Kalas slowly clambered to his feet.

He felt different from when he was locked away.

Not physically, but now, so glad to be alive again, he was so happy to be where he first considered his personal hell.

He clenched his fist, clenched his fist and held back the tears, the tears that had been welled up for so many years.

When Kalas was first exiled to the forest, he was a knife, an unruly dagger, the forest had shown him his faults and had serves as his sheath.

A black rose sprang up in the gorund in fornt of him.

This would be Kalas' gift to the forest, for being his sheath, he would sew the forest where he went, he would use the powers of the forest, the plants, the trees.

And the black rose would be his sign.

He felt another loyalty, to the meteor which had awoken him.

He slowly walked to the prodigious piece of Earth ahead of him.

He knew Sheena was there.

Over the years of being in his solitary confinment, his mind had traversed the immediate area, he was for once glad that the forest was so close to Mizuho.

He slowly gained speed, leaping from branch to branch, until he was at the forests' edge.

He recognized Sheena's aura, but couldn't force himself to go to her.

He watched as the scene unfolded.

"Someday..."

RP #9 - cepussinboots. Posted 10-16-05

"what do you thinks going on down there?" Merlin said to Terra, staring down in the big crevis where the meteor landed. "I have no idea..." terra replied. MErlin looked up at her "right hold my staff my dear" terra looked at him, "dont you dare" she said and grabbed his arm " i'm not letting you go down there" Merlin forced her hand off his arm,"look i have much more sklled magic then anyone i know, i've been training for 100 years for gods sake, so just trust me." merlin then took 5 steps back, and ran at the hole, to jump down it, but just before he got there he tripped over his beard again, and tumbled down the crevis down to wear zelos was, knocking zelos over.

RP #10 - King Ridley. Posted 10-16-05

Aegir stood at the edge of Exire, looking out at the sky. The sky was tinted red, and Aegir could see several meteors heading towards the ground.

"Isnt it beautiful?" asked a familar voice. Aegir turned towards the speaker. It was his sister, Ran. "What is beautiful?" Aegir questioned. "The sky, silly! DUH!" Ran replied. She gave her brother a light smack to the back of the head. "You seem different tonight. What's bothering you?"

Aegir stared towards the meteors for a while, before replying "Lloyd." Ran looked at him, very displeased with his answer. "Lloyd? What about Lloyd? Dont tell me your going on another search to find him!" "...I am," Aegir said, shifting his gaze towards his sister. "No!" she yelled. "No No NO! You arent going! You arent leaving me here again!" Aegir began to walk towards his home. Ran followed. "Why to you want to find Lloyd so badly! Why cant you just forgive and forget!"

Ran's last comment angered Aegir. "Forgive and forget? Have you forgotten what mortal sin Lloyd has performed? I'll refresh your memory in you forgot. HE KILLED FORCYSTUS! My best freind, Forcystus. I must not forget that. Nor will I ever forgive Lloyd for that. I must, and will, avenge the death of Forcystus. He was like a brother to me, family. What if Lloyd killed you Ran! Would you not want me to avenge you?" Ran did not answer. She did not want to anger Aegir any more. "That's what I thought," Aegir said.

Aegir went into his room, and closed the door. He retrived his guantlet, his dagger, and his arm cannon. He also grabbed a sack, and filled it with gels and other necesarry supplies. Finally, he put on his pendants, and opened one. Inside was a picture of the late Forcystus. Aegir started at it for a moment, then clasped it in his hand, and closed his eyes. "I will not fail you this time, old friend." Aegir opened his eyes and closed the pendant. He gathered his things, and opened the door. He then headed outside to his Rehaird.

Ran was waiting for him outside. She was sitting on Aegir's Rehaird "If I cant convince you to not go, then Im going with you!" she told Aegir. "No, youre not," he replied. "Why not?" Ran replied back. "You dont have time to pack," Aegir said. "I already did that!" Ran said, holding up her bag. Aegir created a new excuse. "It's too dangerous." "I can take care of myself, Aegir. I've been practicing with my bow. Look how good Ive become! See that weather vane up there? I can hit it!" Ran stood up, took an arrow from her quiver, pulled it back, and shot it towards the weathervane. TING! The arrow hit the vane in the center. "See?" Ran said boastfully. Aegir was impressed, but not enough to covince him to bring Ran along. "Very good Ran. But Im not going to an archery competition. You are staying here." Ran was displeased with his response. She knew she couldnt change his mind, so she gave up.

Suddenly a very large meteor crashed to the ground. "Wow, did you see the size of that one!" Ran exclaimed. Aegir mounted his Rehaird, saying "Hopefully it crushed Lloyd." He started it up. "I'll be gone for about a month. Take care of yourself. And dont do anything stupid." "Dont you do anything stupid!" Ran responded. "You better come back alive!" The Rehaird began to ascend, and Aegir started to fly towards the ground. "Goodbye, Ran!" he shouted. Ran had a sad look on her face as Aegir left. She waved her hand, saying "Bye, I'll miss you." Ran picked up her things, and headed back to her home.