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Star Ocean Till the end of time
Reunion
Proofread by Tristan Amaryllis

Chapter 6: Reunion
A strange shape appeared in the sky and a figure dressed in a hooded robe dropped out of it. All members of the group watched as he hit the ground. The robe flew off to reveal his face

"Oh my god," Sophia whispered, "It's him. It's Fayt."

Suddenly one of the armored creatures launched a very powerful fire based spell, engulfing Cerulean haired boy with large stream of fire. For a moment everything was still. Nothing moved. It was as if time had stopped. Sophia could only stare as Fayt was consumed by the fire. Her oldest friend was being burned to a cinder before her eyes, the same boy who used to beat up the other kids when they made fun of her – or at least tried to. For the past two years she'd hoped and wished and prayed to see him again, even if just for a moment, and now that she'd found him again he was taken away.

What happened next was beyond belief. At first, Sophia was sure that her grief-ridden mind was playing tricks on her: the flames that had smothered the boy's body rose from the ground, taking the form of a giant bird that floated above his head. He stood beneath it, completely unharmed as the bird then launched itself at a large group of the creatures and incinerated them.

"What the hell?" She heard Albel mutter under his breath. Another large group of the creatures were advancing upon Fayt, who simply stood there with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he began singing a song in a strange language, utterly alien to Sophia's ears.

Vaiyo a-o

Vaiyo a-o Home va ya ray

Vaiyo a-o rah Jerhume Brunnen-G

Vaiyo a-o

A home va ya ray

Vaiyo a-o rah Jerhume Brunnen-G

Vaiyo a-o rah

Jerhume Brunnen-G

Once he'd finished, Fayt charged forward, slicing through the creatures as if they were made of paper. A large group of the creatures appeared behind him, seemingly too many to defeat even with his skill. But then a large symbol appeared on the ground, and his body began to glow with energy, which was channeled into his sword. Then he launched it at the attacking legion, which reduced them to nothing, before moving on to the another group and adding them to the body count.

Finally, Albel's pride couldn't take any more. There was no way in hell Fayt was going to outfight him, so he charged forward, and made short work of a small group of the armored creatures. Soon the others joined the fray, but even in the midst of the battle they couldn't help but watch the boy they all thought they knew. They way he moved, the way he fought – everything was different than the way it had been in their battles with him two years ago. More to the point, he seemed to be freely tapping into the Destruction Gene, freely tapping into powers that he had not even been fully willing to admit to two years ago. Suddenly, in the heat of the battle there was a giant flash of light, which revealed a figure standing in the middle of the square wearing a long black leather coat and a shroud that vaguely resembled a gasmask. The moment the creature appeared, the legion of monsters in the square retreated formed into line behind it, almost as though they were waiting for the figure to lead them into battle.

"Well, this is an interesting coincidence." It said in a low chilling voice. "The Creator send his ultimate weapon, and it sings the battle song of the Brunnen-G."

Those word made the group stop in their tracks.

"Did he just say 'the Creator?'" Maria said in a half whisper, which was followed by similar rebuttals from her comrades.

"Impossible. He's dead." Cliff spat.

"We were there. We saw it happen."

"No, no he can't have survived. He just can't have." Sophia said her voice shaky in fear. Even Nel, whose years of conditioned helped her to restrain a similar outburst, and who thought that nothing at all could scare her found herself breaking out in a cold sweat upon mention of that madman. Fayt never took his eyes off the figure in the mask.

"Lerajie." He snarled as two blades extended abruptly from Lerajie's wrists. In that instant, Fayt held out his left hand towards the fallen form of an Airyglyph solider, and his sword flew into Fayt's outstretched hand before the two enemies charged at each other and clashed. In a split-second decision born of battlefield instinct, Nel leapt in to help her friend, but before she reached the battle, the legions attacked them again, leaving Fayt to battle his opponent alone. The fight between the two of them was brutal, both them on the receiving end of some spectacular attacks and vicious cuts, and still apparently ready for more punishment. No quarter was asked and none was given.

"Must we do this?" Lerajie asked Fayt between parries. "Why must we waste each other's time with these fruitless bouts? We are equally matched in skill, speed, power and technique, except in the one area where I can outperform you every time."

He leaped back, and locked into a defensive position. His hands began to glow with a strange alien light, which was then fired at Fayt like a projectile that sent him flying into a nearby building.

"Your heart just isn't in this, you know." Lerajie said. "I always put some emotion into my battles, whilst you on the other hand just don't care whether you get killed or not. Although of course I'm sure dying here and now sounds a lot better than what awaits you."

His right hand began glowing again and fired it at Fayt. The beam had been aimed at the boy's head, but he moved at the last second and ended up taking the brunt of the assault in his left shoulder. Sophia stared as blood poured from Fayt's wound but it was the look on his face that horrified her the most, a look of pure rage and hatred. The kind of hatred she believed had no place in his heart.

In a split second Fayt was on his feet again, and he charged at Lerajie as though the wound didn't even bother him. Before he could reach his enemy however, all the remaining armored creatures appeared in front of him to defend their leader. Once again Fayt's body began glowing with energy as he tapped into his Destruction Gene. He transferred the power into his swords before he drove them into the ground, which moved through the dirt as waves of energy towards the wall of enemies and wiped them completely out of existence, leaving Lerajie alone on the battlefield with no one to guard him.

"Lerajie." Fayt snarled as he advanced toward his opponent.

The other man laughed. "Maybe another time Leingod." He said before vanishing as mysteriously as he had appeared. Sophia approached her long time friend as he pulled out a small communicator.

"Leingod to Creator. Objective complete." He then turned around and found himself face to face with Sophia. However, any questions she might have asked were silenced when she looked into his eyes. Eyes, which had always been filled with, hope and joy, and now seemed to contain nothing but coldness and desolation. He brushed passed her and absently picked his cloak up from the floor.

Suddenly, he fell to his knees and began to make a strange choking sound. The others made their way towards him.

"NO…stay…back!" Fayt said through his clenched teeth. Then he took a small vial containing a sickly looking yellow liquid from the leather pouch on his belt and put it into his mouth as he retrieved an injection gun. He inserted the vial into it before injecting the liquid into his neck.

The second the last of the fluid entered his body, Fayt dropped the tool and collapsed, his entire body going into violent spasm and making sickly noises before he passed out. Sophia rushed over to his and rested his head on her knees, and said words she already knew would not reach him.

"Fayt." She said. "Fayt wake up."

A.N.- Finally chapter 6 is here so send me your coments and tell me did it rock or did it crash and burn. Chapter 7 is in the works. Later