Tales of a Journey

By: Rogue White Dragon (a.k.a Dragoness)

Disclaimer: I don't own TOS

Chapter 10 – The Elder's Daughter

I woke up the next morning, and quietly crept out of my bed so that I didn't wake Colette. I stopped above the stairs, and stretched. Looked like everyone was asleep still. I decided to get some coffee, so I made my way towards the kitchen. When I got there, Kratos was sitting on a stool by the counter, a mug of coffee in his hands, and Lan was sitting beside him. The two weren't talking, and I wondered briefly if my father knew that Lan was my son.

"Morning, Lloyd."

Lan said as he got off his chair, taking an empty mug with him.

"Morning."

I replied while trying to stifle a yawn. Kratos glanced at me, then said to Lan

"Might want to get him some more coffee too, Lan. He looks like he needs it."

I grinned at my father, before asking

"When did you get here?"

I sat down in the seat the Lan had sat in only moments ago

"About an hour ago."

Lan placed a mug of coffee in front of me, and then sat down on the counter by the kitchen sink. I sipped from the coffee, then glanced at Lan

"How long have you been up?"

He shrugged, and replied

"Quite a while. I couldn't sleep."

I gave a nod, then turned my attention back to Kratos

"Are you going to come with us?"

Kratos shook his head, and replied

"No. I just thought I'd tell you where the Elder's daughter is being held. Yuan has an informant among Arkus's men. If you find the girl, we'll see if we can do anything about the people of Mizuho."

The plan made a little sense, I think. If the Elder's Daughter is found, nothing will be forcing the elves to cooperate with Arkus. Same with the people of Mizuho.

"Can I ask you guys a question?"

Lan asked, staring at Kratos and I with a look of uncertainty

"Sure."

I replied, wondering what the youth would be interested in knowing. Perhaps it had to do with training, or something like that

"You guys have known my mom a long time, right? Would you know who my father is?"

I nearly choked on my coffee. Of all the questions he could have asked that early in the morning, why'd it have to be that? Luckily, Kratos saved me from lying. Though, he glanced at me before speaking. Crap, he does know, doesn't he?

"That's not something that we have the right to tell you."

Then, with a tiny, barley traceable grin, my father continued

"Besides, maybe you'll meet your father, and he'll tell you himself."

I had the sudden urge to hit Kratos over the head with one Dirks large hammers. The former member of Cruixs had a twisted sense of humor. Lan snorted, and replied

"Yeah right. Every time I ask my mom, she freezes up, or leaves the room."

He sounded a little depressed after that, and I couldn't help but feel guilty. The boy knew his father was alive, but didn't know who or where. Kratos changed the subject, and said to me

"Lloyd, about the Elder's daughter."

I switched my attention back to my father, and waited for him to continue

"She's heavily guarded, in the Meltokio prison."

Meltokio? What?

"Why's she there?"

I asked, a little dumfounded

"Because Arkus has nearly taken over that city already. He's somehow convinced the King to name him the heir. He can do what ever he likes there."

Well, at least it wasn't another invisible fortress type of thing. Kratos got up to leave, after downing the rest of his coffee. He stopped in the kitchen door way, and glanced back at me in an after thought

"Be a little careful around her, Lloyd. She's…different."

I said goodbye as he left, then turned back to Lan. He was still sitting on the counter, sipping his coffee

"Wonder what he meant by that."

He said thoughtfully, he shrugged it off, and said

"That guy's your father, right? He doesn't look like it."

I shrugged, and replied

"Well, he kind of stopped aging."

Lan raised an eyebrow at me, and I shrugged again

"How can you people be up this early?"

Zelos croaked from the doorway. He staggered into the kitchen, and sat down where Kratos had been sitting only moments before.

"If you're still tired, why'd you bother getting out of bed?"

Lan growled, glaring at the red haired former chosen. Zelos grimaced at the youth, and replied

"Because I couldn't get back to sleep. Is there any coffee?"

"Right over there."

I said, pointing to the pot of coffee on the other side of the sink from where Lan was sitting. With a groan, Zelos got up, and moved sluggishly towards the coffee

About an hour later, everyone was finally out of bed, and ready for going to Meltokio; I had told them what my father had said. It wouldn't take us that long with the Reihards, so we wait till the afternoon to finally go. We figured it would be a little easier to sneak into the palace at night. While we got ready to leave, I asked Colette to take Mattrim and go to Dirks house. Since Arkus seemed to know who we were, it was only a matter of time before he found out about Colette and Mattrim. I really didn't want the two to be alone if he decided to attack them. Colette agreed, so we dropped her and my youngest son off before heading to Meltokio

We landed our reihards in a forest near the large city, and walked on foot to the Meltokio front gate. We first went to a shop to stock up on supplies, and then headed towards the palace. Our plan was a little simple. Genis, Presea, and Regal would cause a distraction by the Arena, by attacking some of the guards there. The rest of us would wait till more guards were sent there before infiltrating the Palace. It was easy enough of first, until we reached the actual prison (A/N: sorry if I seem like I'm rushing things a little :P)

Sitting around a table, sat more than a dozen guards. We had to somehow get past them without causing any commotion.

('elder's daughter's POV)

Stupid cell. Stupid cell door. Grrr, whatever happened to the whole 'humans are simple minded' thing? Had they not created a barrier around my stupid cell, I'd have used magic to get out of here already. What idiots. Did they really think they could keep me here for long? Seriously, my fathers the leader of all the elves, what did they think they'd accomplish? Sure, there plan seemed to work right now, but soon, some of the elves from home would come and save me. I just know it.

So, besides being kind of hungry, just a little thirsty, and really, really pissed off, I was doing okay. I mean, it's not like they were torturing me or anything. Though, I could have sworn that the whole silence treatment thing was some sort of vain attempt to drive me insane. But I'm okay. Just really, really mad. Mad angry, not insane. I think.

I turned my attention back to the stupid humans that were supposed to be guarding me. I watched in a bit of shock, as several of the men were suddenly surrounded, in what I thought must've been a photon. Four humans jumped down the stairs, and began slashing away with swords at the lazy guards, who I had begun to think were just a little drunk. Looking harder at the four, I realized that one was a woman, who was wielding some sort of paper…things…as a weapon. What was she going to do? Paper cut them to death? The other three were guys, and each of them were using swords. Well, one of them was using two, and another had put his swords away, in exchange for daggers. I looked up the stairs to see a woman with silver hair walking towards the four already at the bottom. She was a half elf, I could sense it instantly. She was carrying a staff, and said to her four companions

"We'd better get out of here before reinforcements come."

One of the men nodded, and sheathed his two swords. He looked down the unconscious, or dead men lying all over the floor, and found the one that had the key ring. I watched as they made their way to my cell. I looked around. The other cells were all empty.

"Hey, who the heck are you?"

I demanded, glaring at them while the opened my cell's door.

"There's no time for that. We've got to get out of here, now!"

The woman with paper…things…said urgently. The man who had opened the door reached in and grabbed my arm, dragging my from the cell. Well, not that I was going to complain, I mean, they were…er, uh, freeing me, right? I guess I'll just go along with it for now, and ask questions later. Anything was better than getting out of that cell. I could feel my magic the second I was pulled out of the prison cell, and sighed with relief. It felt like I had lost a limb, and had somehow miraculously gotten it back. Bad analogy, but it worked for me.

I followed the group as we all fled the castle. When we reached the city gates, two other men, and a woman were waiting. They joined us, and I fell to the back of the group and followed them as they ran for a near by forest. I scowled at their backs. What kind of a rescue was this? They free me, then make my run so fast that my hearts nearly breaking free of my rib cage. I stopped, and watched as the group continued running. The pink hair woman noticed I had stopped, and called for her group to slow down, she grabbed my arm, and proceeded to pull me along with them again. Goodness, these people were pushy.

I was finally allowed to rest when we reached these weird flying machine things. I'd never seen them before, but they looked kind of cool.

"Hey, I'm Lan, what's you name?"

The youngest person in their group, which I realized was probably around my age, asked with a curiosity that I must admit I felt as well. Standing up to about his nose, Lan loomed over me a little. My dark red hair was contrasted by the green clothing I was wearing, but fortunately, at least, matched my green eyes. It occurred to me then, that if someone had taken a picture of me standing beside this Lan-fellow, the colors would have all been a little strange.

"I'm Siena. Who the hell are those other people?"

I demanded in response. He looked a little thrown off, and replied

"Well, that's…"

He began telling me all of his companion's names, while they got their flying machines ready. The woman who he said was his mother, Sheena, came up to us, and said to Lan

"Lan, can you take her with you on your reihard?"

Everyone seemed a little anxious. It wasn't exactly a no-brainer as to why. I could hear Meltokio soldiers thundering their way through the forest. Probably after us. Or, particularly, me. I rolled my eyes, thinking how stupid humans could be sometimes, when Lan grabbed my wrist, and looked about ready to throw me into a flying machine that was mostly white, with streaks of blue and black going along the sides. I grinned, good choice in colors. I shrugged him off, and climbed up myself. He scrambled in after me, and moved in front to the controls. He pressed a couple buttons, and off we went. Soaring, quite fast, through the air. I nearly fell of the thing, and had to quickly hunch down in the seat so that I didn't fall off. I cursed loudly at Lan, but I doubt he heard me. Stupid air making it to freaking hard to freaking hear. I mentally shook my fist at just about anything in general. Whatever my fist shaking was for, which I felt the wind deserving most, was defiantly deserving of it. Stupid, grr.

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