Untold Stories, Unsung Words

Series Summary: (A series of one-shots, some of them being connected, based on headcanons.) The story of the Bionis and Mechonis, the Heir to the Monado, and the creation of the new world has been revealed. But among that story are smaller stories that haven't been shown. To have it accepted to be as truth is an option, but the existence of them being a possibility is undeniable. These are stories untold, words unsung.

15. Dickson, Alvis, Lorithia - Waiting

Summary: Pregame. Slight tie-in with the oneshot Rebirth. After Zanza is sealed by the High Entia royal family, his loyal disciples could only wait for their lord to return…

Pairings: None

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

The newly built Ose Tower was emptied out, only with the High Entia high counsel member and the strange Hom stood in its ceremonial hall. Located on the Bionis' right arm, the climate of the entire area completely changed recently as the battle between the Bionis and Mechonis just ended. Large amounts of ice and wind ether as well as the lack of fire ether accumulated in the entire arm, changing the climate that was similar to Gaur Plain to a frigid wasteland. It was a perfect place to build Ose Tower to hide away the sacred crimson blade as in addition to the dangerous climate, powerful monsters now roam the mountain range. The interior of the tower was a dull gray, but it was intricately made with its perfect symmetry. And deep within its halls is the crimson blade shimmered in blue light as it stood silently.

Just hours earlier, High Entia Emperor Ilian sealed the Monado in the new Ose Tower. After years raged of the Mechonis and Bionis fighting a seemingly endless battle, a final blow was delivered as that ended in a draw. As soon as Zanza, who possessed Arglas, was severely weakened and lost mobility of the Bionis, Emperor Ilian and members of the High Entia royal family immediately used much of their power to seal Zanza in Arglas' body in Prison Island. The royal family also swore to never reveal the location of the Monado so that no one could take the blade. The only ones who knew of its location were the royal family themselves and the highest members of the high counsel including Lorithia, and Alvis.

Lorithia let out a low growl in disgust. "Now we must wait? This could take years… centuries even just for our lord to return…"

"Patience, Lorithia. As Zanza said, it will happen in our time as shown in the passage of fate. I have seen it too as I touched the Monado. He will return."

She made a fist with her left hand. After watching her own brethren slaughtered by the Machina's retaliation, she feared that that the Machina will invade Bionis and kill her and her people. But Zanza reassured her that it would not be the case…

"I trust him. After seeing his power, I truly believe he will grant me immortality as he promised me so long as I remain obedient to him. But waiting will be a chore…"

"…" Alvis remained silent at her statement.

A dull sound was heard. The two glanced at the entrance to see a very unfamiliar face. But the voice was definitely recognizable.

"So the birdie and the pretty boy beat me here. Hmph, my age is getting to me…"

The man that stood before Alvis and Lorithia was a Homs. About the Homs age of 44 but looking much older, he had blonde hair that reached his collarbone with a mustache too. He wore a red bandana across his forehead and a blue long sleeve with a dark gray vest and light gray pants. Accessories he wore were a red bag that hung on his left leg and his notable large circular necklace, which also gave his identity away since his former Giant form wore one too. His belt looked a bit like his necklace in terms of designs of the circular pattern.

Lorithia groaned in disappointment while Alvis had a slight smirk on his face. Lorithia shook her head, saying with pity, "Taking a form of a Hom won't make me thinking more highly of you, Giant."

"Still the sour bird you are, Lorithia. And I got a new name, you know. Name's Dickson. Gotta go undercover until Lord Zanza comes back. I also don't wanna be chained up like Arglas."

"How fitting of a name for you." The High Entia teased, a large cocky grin streaked across her face.

Dickson frowned, though he had seen that response coming miles away. Alvis sighed, shaking his head. "Please, Lorithia. Show some respect. We're all allies after all."

Lorithia rolled her eyes. She asks, "I should ask about the form you take… Why a Homs? And also, why the old man appearance as well? With your ego, I would assume you would take a younger form."

Dickson retrieved a cigarette and lighter from his pocket. Lighting it up, he took a puff from the cigarette and exhaled, watching the white smoke vaporize in the air. He answers, "I dunno. This is the look that Lord Zanza chose for me. Said my personality and guts reminded him of someone that he heard about. Eh… I'll live with it."

Lorithia raises an eyebrow in confusion. Dickson cleared his throat as he turned to Alvis, asking, "So, you're the Hom that Lord Zanza was closely acquainted with cause you have visions like he does. What did you see about him? He's coming back, right?"

"Yes." Alvis nodded. "Zanza will come back in our lifetime, though I am not sure when. It'll be different this time around."

The Seer approached the Monado and touched the Monado at the edge of its blade. Images began to flash in his mind: Arglas being freed from his shackles, the Mechonis being destroyed by the Monado, finally Zanza in his true form wielding both his and Meyneth's Monado, smiling. "At the last second, Zanza has split his soul into two. A small portion within Arglas. The rest within the Monado. Zanza has told me this information to pass onto you both: unlike Arglas, he will allow his next vessel to retain his sense of self. In this way, it will be easier for Zanza under the guise of the vessel to destroy Mechonis because the vessel will have his own free will and intentions."

Dickson scratched his head. He understood the free will portion, but a bunch of questions loomed in his mind. Lorithia raised an eyebrow in concern as well. "Who will be the vessel, Alvis?" Lorithia asked.

"...All I can say that it will be... ironic..."

"...You and your vague answers, Alvis... It's getting old..." Dickson groaned. "But probably I can watch over this vessel of his, just to make sure that nothing will happen to the vessel until the time is right. Also could keep a close eye on those Machina survivors from Agniratha. Heard they relocated to the Fallen Arm…"

Lorithia adds, "I can make sure that the High Entia will not know of Zanza's soul being split. I can also, over time, make sure that none of the High Entia will interfere."

"I suppose." Alvis answered, nodding. "I'll be working alongside Lorithia with the High Entia, as they recently hired me to be their seer in her suggestion."

Dickson shook his head. "How cold of you, birdie. Not going to invite me in your little party?"

Lorithia frowned, replying, "You got your own job to do, Giant. As you said, you volunteered yourself to watch over Lord Zanza's vessel. I'd say that's more responsibility than the rest of us."

The old man just realized Alvis' added comment to Lorithia's suggestion, so he asks the seer, "Wait, the High Entia only hired you recently to become their Seer? Thought you were already affiliated with them, considering how you were acquainted with them earlier."

Alvis shook his head. "They at first didn't believe me and my visions. But after I told them that the Bionis and Mechonis' battle will end in a stalemate and draw, that is when they began to believe me."

Lorithia crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. "I myself am suspicious of your origins, Alvis. You were Lord Zanza's first disciple and have been working closely with him. Also, you are the only normal person in the whole world who has visions. Only Lord Zanza, and even that Machine goddess Meyneth has them. Why is it only you who has such abilities?"

The Seer glanced at the Monado. "As I said to you and Emperor Ilian, I simply came in contact with the Monado years ago, and I was granted the ability. My family was a longline family of seers, with only a very select few who are granted its powers. They have all passed on, and only I remain."

"...Whatever you say, Alvis..." Lorithia muttered.

The cold, dull, empty room was beginning to bother to Lorithia, as she was also growing impatient at this long waiting game. The High Entia began to walk towards Dickson who stood closest to the exit as the ambiance of the area was making her feel uneasy. "I'll be leaving for the Alcamoth. I'll meet with you later, Alvis."

The two men watched Lorithia leave the Ose Tower, hearing nothing but the clicking of her heels that echoed in the hallway. Dickson groaned as soon as she left the tower and took another whiff of his cigarette. "A seer, huh? Tell me, boy, you've always had the power to see the future, didn't you? Touching the Monado was just a cover up, was it? I noticed back when Lord Zanza was beating the crap out of that Machina goddess."

Alvis was showing a slight grin. "Perhaps."

Dickson narrowed his eyes at the young man. He was always annoyed by his short answers, and other times Alvis' answers are vague and cryptic that he was obviously hiding or foreshadowing something. And Alvis was extremely damn good at it. Even tricky word plays, convincing, and back and forth conversations couldn't have Alvis spill anything he was hiding. The only information Dickson could get out of him was the information Alvis was willing to give. Hence, he gave up and stopped bothering to press Alvis for info.

"Tough nut you are, Alvis… No wonder Zanza chose ya." Dickson waved his right hand, signaling his departure. "Well, I just came here to see where the Monado's at. When I meet the Homs that'll be Zanza's vessel, I'll give them the little push they need by leading them here and bam!" Dickson smacked his right fist with his left palm, as if he's ready to punch something. "They'll be as good as dead and our lord will return. Anyways, I'll see you when I drop by the Alcamoth, Alvis. Can't wait to see what'll unfold."

"Likewise. We will meet again later, Dickson."

Alvis watched the old man leave Ose Tower, and soon it was only him in the Tower. The Seer placed his hand on the edge of the Monado's blade. Images began to flash again in his mind and they were new visions. A group of Homs… a small boy… and the boy again but this time aged into an adolescent young man… And he bore a striking resemblance to Zanza, face and all. The only difference was that his hair was shorter and the cut was slightly styled differently. And lastly an image of the said boy holding onto the Monado in two hands, furrowed eyebrows arched downward, tightened lips forming a large frown, and glowing blue eyes.

"So, that is the one you will choose. If that is what you wish."

Alvis retreated his hand and stared his palm. Closing his fist, he closed his eyes and smiled.

"When the time comes, you must decide if this world belongs to you, as the world will be made onto your will… "

Headcanons

1. Fearing death, Lorithia willingly becomes a disciple of Zanza for immortality.

2. Lorithia suggested to the royal High Entia family to hire Alvis as a seer because of his visions.

3. Dickson assumed a Homs form after the battle between Zanza and Meyneth ended. He was always in his original Giant form, but only took the Homs form to remain in hiding and changed his name to Dickson when he turned into a Homs. He never told anyone what it was and everyone simply called him Giant. Only Zanza knows his true name.

4. Dickson's Hom appearance was given by Zanza. Zanza chooses this appearance because his tough personality reminded him of someone from his past that he once heard about.

5. Alvis is very cryptic and vague of his visions towards Lorithia and Dickson. Alvis would reveal his visions in detail to Zanza only, but will withhold any visions relating to his demise.

6. It is Dickson who revealed the location of the Monado to the Shulk's father, who is the head of the Homs Expedition Team that originally came from Colony 1. This leads to the events of the game.

A/N: A very short headcanon and oneshot in suggestion with a reader. I couldn't get the full request in in terms of a headcanon for Alvis relating to Zanza, Meyneth, and Shulk, cause I'm drawing blanks... but I managed to squeeze something with between Alvis, Lorithia, and Dickson. (More on Dickson though.) True, I haven't written anything about Alvis, let alone Lorithia, yet, so this was one thing that was in my mind. Unfortunately, I don't think I can think of any more headcanons about Alvis and Lorithia at the moment. (Dickson is much easier, as he had much more screentime compared to the other three.)

I was able to squeeze this headcanon oneshot in such a short period of time because I didn't have too much of a plot/conflict/conclusion thing running in my head. I thought "Well, at some point the three disciples would meet at some point before the game... what better timing when right after Zanza was sealed?" And then this came about. And school gave me some time to relax and do whatever the hell I want cause yay, some relax time before Thanksgiving. Mayyyybbeee I can get something out during the Thanksgiving break.

BUUUUUTT... XENOBLADE X IS APPROACHING AND MY HYPE IS TOO DAMN HIGH. As soon as the game comes out, I will be on a hiatus for a bit as I play the living crap out of it. Hopefully as I play I can get some ideas running in my head. The hiatus will be shorter if some recommendations will be given to me. As mentioned many times before, I appreciate any criticism and reviews. Your ideas may be implemented with credit.