Mr.Who2123: I've been madly obsessed with Final Fantasy 3, so I'll have my awesome Job Level 99 Red Mage Ingus do the Disclaimers.
Awesome Job Level 99 Red Mage Ingus: Mr.Who2123 doesn't own Tales of Symphonia, because if she did, her name would be famous by now.
Mr.Who2123: Not that I'm not famous on am I?
Kratos: Let's start…
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The cell was black, confined, and smelly. It's stone walls were so thick that nothing could get in…or out for that matter. There was little room at all. One could sit or stand, but was not long enough to stretch legs or lay down. Kratos, one of the very ultimate beings, was stuck in this cell, immobilized from the small space that the cell offered.
His hands were supporting his face as he sat down on the very thing bench provided for the cell. His wound had opened and blood once again stained his clothes, but it didn't matter to him. A large cut on his shoulder from a blade of light stretched all the way to his chest, dying his clothes red. His leg was broken and a small section of bone had cracked and stuck out from his bleeding leg.
The stink of blood and death surrounded Kratos as he sat there, not knowing if he was dying, or he was just miserable. Pain filled every nerve of his body as he sat, recuperating from the horrific event. Kratos lifted his shaggy head and stared at a stone black brick in front of him.
"Anna," was the word he whispered before dropping his head back down into his hands, as if his head was too heavy to lift.
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"Yggdrasil, let me go!" Kratos demanded, struggling in the barrier. Yggdrasil just approached him with intense rage still upon his face.
"Let you go? You want me to let you GO? I'll never do that! Why don't I show you what I do to traitors, instead?" Yggdrasil screamed. He released the barrier on Kratos and grabbed his former companion by the shirt with one hand. Kratos grasped Yggdrasil's hand and tried to break free, but the hand seemed to be glued to the shirt.
With his free hand, Yggdrasil used his power to form a blade of light, deadly to the touch. It shone brightly, as white as snow, and was filled with all the rage he had.
"This is for betraying me!" Yggdrasil yelled, slicing Kratos from shoulder to his side. Kratos yelled in pain, and Yggdrasil laughed at him. It was definitely an insane sight, watching a madman laugh at his best friend. Yggdrasil then dropped Kratos to the floor as the captive tried to get away, but Yggdrasil had not finished.
With all his power, Yggdrasil sent a burst of magic at Kratos' leg, nearly shattering the bone in Kratos' femur. The seraphim screamed, but only momentarily, as he fell unconscious.
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Yuan and Anna ran up the half broken steps through Derris Kharlan, hurrying to the main hall where Kratos was held.
"Do you think Kratos is dead?" Anna asked dreadfully, running as fast as her legs could muster. Yuan glanced at her quickly before looking back ahead.
"Even if Kratos had killed Martel, yggdrasil wouldn't dare kill Kratos," Yuan replied reassuringly, taking a left towards a warp pad not far ahead. "Kratos is the source of all Yggdrasil's power."
"He is?" she asked, starting to slow down as they approached the warp pad.
"He is the pact between Origin and Yggdrasil, connected by Kratos' life. So, if Kratos dies, then Yggdrasil will have no more power over the Eternal Sword," Yuan explained. They both entered the warp pad.
The main hall was empty except for a few angels on their daily patrol. Yuan found it queer to see such normal activity, but he and Anna sneaked by to look for Kratos.
"He will probably be in the black cells a couple floors above," Yuan said and fled up a flight of stairs with Anna following diligently behind. Anna had never seen so many flights of stairs before. Each time was like going up another mountain, except there were guards to dodge and traps to avoid, making it seem twice as hard as climbing any mountain.
The two finally made it to the top, Anna breathing hard and Yuan barely exhausted at all.
"Stay quiet," he whispered and gently opened a hidden door among the stone wall. Anna followed quickly. Inside was dark, the only light a torch in the wall next to Anna. She took it out of the sconce and held it up, flashing it at any strange movement as Yuan led her down carefully.
The stairs were stone, unlike the carpeted flights out of the room, and their steps rang throughout the whole room, making a louder sound than normal. Each step echoed back at the two companions as they made it to the ground floor; Yuan checking the doors and Anna analyzing the strange room.
Suddenly, Yuan stopped, and Anna, focused on some blood on the wall, bumped into him and yelped, the noise echoing ten times louder than the noise she made. She regained her footing and covered her mouth as quickly as she could, her eyes filled with fear. Yuan glared for a moment before dropping to one knee and unlocking a door that opened from the floor.
Anna dropped to a knee as well and watched Yuan pick the lock skillfully until it fell off the knob of the door, surprisingly making little noise. Yuan grabbed the door with both hands and threw it open, the door banging against the floor. Anna winced at the noise, but Yuan just jumped inside, and Anna reluctantly followed.
The steps that led further down were so thin that they could only fit one person at a time. Yuan led, while Anna followed, watching her footing as they went. They finally made it to the ground floor after awhile and Yuan walked along a wall, feeling the plaster that held the black stone together. He stopped at one particular stone that wasn't cut cleanly, pried it open to reveal a knob.
Yuan stepped away from the knob and nodded to Anna. She hesitantly placed a hand on the knob, half excited, half scared for Kratos. Closing her eyes tightly, Anna opened the door, and Kratos was sitting there, unmoving and bloody. His leg was twisted and a cut ripped his shirt all the way to his side.
Anna gasped and hugged Kratos, a tear falling down her cheek.
"Kratos," she whispered and held onto him tightly. Yuan bowed his head in respect, letting Anna have her reunion with her love. The sound of a step, though, grabbed his attention, and what Yuan saw suddenly made him filled with haste.
"Anna, we have to go," he hissed. He nodded his head to the side, and Anna heard a step. She gasped and let go of Kratos, desperately scared. Yuan lifted Kratos and placed him gently on his shoulder and grabbed Anna around the waist with the other.
"What are you-," she hissed at him through clenched teeth. Yuan ignored it and released his pink wings. He quickly flapped them and started flying upwards to the black stone ceiling above them.
"Are trying to kill us?" Anna said, no longer whispering. Yuan continued to ignore her as he sped up to the high ceiling. It was coming closer and closer. Anna shielded her face at the last moment, but did not feel a crash at all. Instead, they were on the surface of Sylverant, in the fresh open air.
Anna, exasperated, fell to the floor, dazed. She saw Yuan walk up next to her, looming high over her. He was smiling, but he was exhausted himself, from the look in his azure eyes.
"What just happened?" she asked through gasps of breath. Yuan chuckled lightly.
"There is a warp pad on the ceiling of the cell," he replied humorously. Anna gaped at him.
"Why would someone do that?" she asked, still confused.
"Let's say that I've been plotting against Yggdrasil for awhile," he answered, and then walked away. That reminded Anna of Kratos. Is he okay?
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Noishe left the group after Anna and Yuan had disappeared, which was normal to happen, for an Arshis isn't someone that is dependent, in fact, they like to do everything on their own. The protozoan was padding through the Plains of the Meltokio Continent, receiving some crazy looks from travelers or merchants that happened to be close.
One of these passer-bys was a mercenary, with a long sword sheathed on his back. A small, yet exquisite breastplate covered his chest with matching greaves and boots. One thick strand of hair covered his right eye and the rest merely his forehead. The strange thing, though, was that a wolf, about the size of an elk, followed him; snow white except for the strange blue feathery marking on his chest and snout. A cruxis crystal lay nestled in the middle of the marking on his chest, and onother cruxis crystal on the mercenary's left hand.
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Mr.Who2123: Mwahahahahahahahahaha! My character from Skyhawk's Prequel of a Restoration is making an appearance in my story!
Kratos: I guess it's not hard to know who he is if read Prequel of a Restoration.
Mr.Who2123: Well, anyways, you should review because it's nice, so review please!