Well, it's definitely not going to be only ten chapters...--' I had another...idea, for this. Though it will still be short
compared to my usual stories which are...epic, you could say.
Colette: Freakyanimegal owns nothing! n.n
Me: By the way, I must explain something... Yuan was with the women, got Zelos to take Lloyd to the women, etc, as
an excuse to get Lloyd away and also to throw him off guard. Just to clear that up. ...Though he did go with Zelos of his
own will at the end there...n.n'...
Colette: Huh? Women? There?
Me: Uh...ehehehe...enjoy the chapter! ...I know I will...X3
Colette: Uh-oh...
Material Fragments
"W-what the...?"
Lloyd gaped at the interior to the Tower of Salvation, as did the rest of the group. The zircon had been retrieved without
much effort, and after confronting Zelos' kid sister they had managed to get Zelos' Cruxis Crystal to open the door... They
had entered with a tinge of curiosity only to find that the inner chamber was the exact same place they had seen
before...not just as in looks, it turned out.
"This...this is the same place...!" Colette quivered violently.
"But that's impossible..." Lloyd whispered.
"Lloyd, do you remember this?"
"Huh-?"
His eyes widened at the sight of the pillar he himself had broken in Sylvarant.
"W-what-?! Wait! I broke that!" he cried.
"This...is really the same place?!" Genis cried.
"Well of course," a voice said.
The group to see the Cruxis-clad Kratos Aurion materialize on the warp panel, his eyes locked on Lloyd. Everyone turned to
look at the Seraph as he continued his explanation.
"The Tower is the pole that connects the worlds, naturally, it's the same place,"
"You're really Mithos' companion from four-thousand years ago?" Lloyd asked.
Kratos flinched slightly before a smirk graced his lips.
"Good, you've figured it out, that saves me the trouble of explaining,"
"You knew about the 'Lestuk' thing too, didn't you?" Lloyd glared, stepping froward. "You went through the same thing I
did, and you got back to normal."
This, however, appeared to take Kratos by mild surprise.
"...Yes," he admitted, not point in lying, "it is true."
"...I-" Lloyd started.
It was then that something unsavory happened. The group let out a mix of yelps and gasps as a burst of light mana
materialized Mithos Yggdrasill into the seed chamber. Kratos' eyes widened. What the hell was he doing here? He wasn't
supposed to be down here!
"Oh, hello, Kratos," Yggdrasill smirked, "I see you've greeted them, hm?"
"...Lord Yggdrasill-" Kratos started.
"Don't worry, you can take care of them..."
The blond moved his open palm to face Lloyd.
"As soon as I take care of that one," he hissed.
There wasn't any time for anyone to say anything. Yggdrasill blasted a ball of mana toward Lloyd, though it was tinted a
blue shade and a small fragment of something solid was in its core. The group all went wide-eyed and found themselves
trying to move and talk, but they reacted too slowly to make any difference at the object flying a straight shot toward Lloyd,
they all were far too slow to do anything.
Well...most of them.
"What-?!" Mithos hissed, a growl in his voice.
"D-!? KRATOS-!!"
Kratos had warped himself in front of Lloyd, taking the blast to his back. Lloyd caught him before the Seraph fell forward, his
eyes half-closed as the large wound on his back seemed to hiss, the material that had traveled within the mana dissolving
into the blood seeping from his spine. Kratos managed to look up and lock eyes with his son, his head swaying.
"Are you all right?" he muttered.
Lloyd could only nod, stunned.
"...Good," Kratos smiled, passing out.
"Wha-?! D-!! Yggdrasill you bastard-!!" Lloyd cried.
"Tch, I hadn't planned for THAT," the blond hissed, snapping his fingers.
A horde of angels appeared, surrounding the lot of them while they were off-guard.
"Take them away," Mithos hissed, glaring at Kratos' limp form, "ALL of them."
In a matter of minutes they were in cells on Derris-Kharlan, the girls in one and the males in the other...including an
unconscious Seraph. Lloyd knelt down at his father's side, a frown on his face... He had managed to force Zelos into using
some healing spells on the ancient angel, which stopped the bleeding and healed the wound to some extent, yet obviously
wasn't enough to rouse the Aurion. Lloyd looked at him a minute more before groaning and for what had to be the third
time attempted to pick the lock.
"Damn it...I can't open it!" he cried.
"Same here!" Sheena's voice called.
"What about Colette or Presea?"
"No..." Colette's voice said in shame.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help..." Presea trailed.
"Grr...dammit!" Lloyd snapped. "We can't just sit here!!"
"...Move," Regal said.
"Huh?"
They moved aside...then Regal throughly blasted the walls open.
"WOAH-!!" Lloyd gasped.
"...Okay, now that was badass," Zelos said.
"Come, we must release the ladies," Regal walked forward.
"R-right!" Genis said.
"Right...hold on a second," Lloyd said.
The dual swordsman walked back over to Kratos. Lloyd frowned and went to try to wake him when he noticed something...
Kratos wasn't unconscious, he was ACTUALLY asleep...
"What the...? HEY! Wake up!" Lloyd shook him.
The spike-haired male didn't stir.
"Bud,why are you bothering with him? I mean, he's our enemy even if he is-"
"Shut up, Zelos!" Genis said.
"Wha-?! Oh twerp, you did NOT just tell me to shut up!"
Lloyd ignored them, more focused on the peculiarity of the situation. He got hit with an attack that made him...sleep? Oh
well, it didn't matter, they needed to get out of there... Lloyd sighed and went to lift Kratos up, he'd have to carry him...he
sure wasn't leaving him here-
"I can walk,"
Lloyd flinched, having already lifted Kratos' half off the ground. The Seraph's red-brown eyes were locked on
him...though...they looked rather misted, not at all as keen as normally.
"...Like hell you can," Lloyd frowned, "you're barely awake!"
"..." Kratos snorted weakly.
"...Okay, fine,"
Lloyd slowly situated Kratos' arm around his shoulders, helping the drowsy Seraph to walk out of the cell where the others
waited (the remaining males had set the girls free). It was a rather unusual (not to mention comical) sight to see Kratos
supported by his son, but...
"...And why did he throw you in there?" Raine asked suspiciously.
"Hmph, it could be because I took the hit..." Kratos muttered.
"Guys, please, leave him alone," Lloyd said, "...I mean...you know."
They fell silent for a moment.
"...You have no time for this," Kratos stated, "you need to leave quickly as possible."
"Don't you mean 'we'?" Lloyd said.
Kratos shook his head.
"I'll slow you down, you'll have to leave me," the Seraph stated.
Lloyd glared.
"No way in hell, Professor, can you look at his back?"
His father went to protest but Lloyd interrupted.
"I'm not leaving him, so we should heal him," Lloyd said in a tone of finality.
The rest of the group hesitated a minute before Raine walked forward, Lloyd setting Kratos so he could sit on the ground
while the half-elf drew her attention to his wound.
"...HEALING CIRCLE!"
Kratos let out a soft sigh of relief as the spell surrounded him in a warm blue glow before fading, Raine standing up once
more with a look of concern and curiosity on her face.
"That was a strange wound..." she muttered.
"It doesn't matter," Kratos said, getting to his feet, "...you need to move quickly."
"Again with this!?" Lloyd growled. "Look, you're coming with us, got it?"
The temperature dropped about ten degrees as the Aurions glared at each other.
"...Fine," Kratos said coldly, "then I suggest we make haste."
With that he walked off.
"Hey-! Wait!" Lloyd followed.
As always, they followed the leader, though on the way they had to ask...
"...Hey, Regal, how did you do that anyway?" Lloyd asked.
"Do what?"
"That...thing, where you blasted the wall and stuff!" Genis said.
"I originally specialized in fighting with my hands, and since exspheres magnify the user's abilities far beyond normal limits,
it is to be expected," he stated.
"Cut the chatter," Kratos said, "if we want any chance of curing the Chosen and getting out of here alive, we need to move
as quickly as possible."
"Well soooooorrry, your highness," Zelos rolled his eyes.
The Seraph snorted.
"We'll also need to get-" Kratos started.
Suddenly, his knees gave out and the man fell onto the floor once again. There were assorted yelps as Lloyd ran over to his
side, attempting to ask if his father was all right...which he obviously wasn't, yet...
"I'm fine," he said harshly, getting to his feet, "let's go, now."
Then he hurried forward without another word, Lloyd's brown eyes narrowing at his father's retreating back. Not more than
a minute later they had found themselves in the 'holy' city of Welgaia. Lloyd and the others were both shocked and
unnerved by the spectacle of lifeless winged dolls, but Kratos snapped them out of it when he spoke again.
"The storage unit is over there," he pointed, "they'll have mana fragments."
"So what do we do? Just go in and ask for one?" Lloyd bit his lip. "Won't they all attack us-?"
"Highly unlikely," Kratos snorted, "the angels have very short memory-spans, it takes at least a couple hours for a
permanent command to be issued. In other words, they won't know or remember we're fugitives for a while. So yes, in fact,
we do just go in and ask. Follow me."
Once again they followed him, somewhat anxiously at first until they found that Kratos was right. The angels paid them
absolutely no mind.
"You there," Kratos said, speaking to an angel in the storage unit.
"Lord Kratos," it bowed.
"Wow, they really aren't that smart..." Genis frowned.
"...It's...kind of scary..." Colette whimpered.
Lloyd nodded, though said nothing.
"I need a fragment of mana," Kratos stated, "now."
The angel bowed its head and flew up to a shelf, returning back down with the fragment.
"As you requested, my Lord,"
"Good,"
Kratos turned to them, nodded and headed for the door. Not wanting to be left with the soulless being, the others
followed. After all, if they weren't with him who knows if they would be attacked or not. Once outside Kratos handed the
material to Lloyd, who in turn gave it to the Professor to examine a moment before pocketing it.
"Right, that went well, now how do we get out of here?" Sheena asked.
"But what about Lloyd-?" Colette started.
"The material needed to return Lloyd to normal is not something we can get at the moment," Kratos stated, "as I said, we
have no time, we should head for the rear transporter-"
For the third time, Kratos collapsed.
"D-!" Lloyd caught himself. "D..dammit! Stop doing that already-!!"
Once again he went to his father's side to find he was...sleeping? Again?
"That's strange," Raine frowned, "I was sure I healed him- is he asleep?"
Lloyd nodded slowly as the rest of the group looked either confused, or angered.
"ASLEEP!? How the heck can he fall asleep of all times-?!" Sheena cried.
"Strange..." Presea said simply.
"...Grr...that's it," Lloyd frowned, "let's head for the transporter and get out of here."
"You're right," Raine nodded, "we have what we came here for."
"So who's carrying Kratos?" Zelos asked.
"NOSE GAME!" Genis shouted.
"What?"
Everyone touched their nose with the exception of Zelos. They stared.
"What the fuck is the 'nose game'?" he asked.
"...Last one to touch their nose has to do it," Genis said, as if this was obvious.
"Oooh- Hey! I'm not carrying him-!"
"You couldn't anyway," Sheena said.
"WHAT?! Sheeeeennaaaaaaa-!"
"Oh enough already! I've got him, let's go!" Lloyd said, scooping the unresponsive Kratos into his arms.
There was a moment of silence.
"...I'm sorry, do you know how weird that looks?" Sheena said.
"Yeah..." Genis twitched a bit.
Lloyd's eye twitched as he shot bright, a mix between annoyed and embarrassed.
"C-come on! Let's go!" he said again, heading for the transporter...
"Lord Yggdrasill,"
"What is it?" Mithos snapped at the lifeless puppet.
"Lord Kratos and the prisoners have escaped, milord,"
"WHAT?!"
"We are pursuing," it stated.
"Good-..wait..." Mithos stopped, frowning, "...call them off."
"Milord?"
"You heard me, let them go,"
"As you wish,"
The angel floated out, not questioning his master's wishes as he was programmed to do. Yggdrasill himself smirked, a
wicked glint in his eyes. Not wasting any time, he switched to his younger form and headed back to the surface...
It was not easy getting down the lengthy tower, especially with Lloyd having to carry his father down it. Though like all the
hardships they faced they managed to get through it. Once they were near the bottom, however, Raine began to voice
what was on many minds...
"Why haven't they pursued us...?" Raine bit her lip.
"Yeah...you'd think that ol' Yggie would have sent some goons after us by now," Zelos said.
"Well, we don't have any other choice but to go down anyway," Lloyd said.
"True..." Genis said.
"Hey look!" Sheena said. "There's a warp panel!"
"Oh good," Colette chirped, "this place is rather..."
"Unpleasant?" Regal supplied.
Colette bit her lip and nodded slightly as they filed toward the panel, appearing in the Tower Altar once more.
"We really need to get out of here," Lloyd said, "I'm getting nervous nothing's happened."
"Amen to that," Zelos said, "Let's get out and rest. Once your old man wakes up we're gonna need all our energy to milk
him for information, am I right?"
"I agree," Raine glanced at the limp Seraph, "he'll be a vital information source."
Lloyd fidgeted a bit, not liking how they kept referring to his father. He looked down at the ancient man and then something
tweaked. Wait...something was wrong, he couldn' tell what it was but something seemed off with the stoic man...
"All right, now that we've got everything let's go to Altessa's," Raine said.
"Right behind you," Lloyd nodded.
As they left Lloyd couldn't help but note the pulsating purple sword that stuck into the ground... For some reason, no one
seemed to notice it though...huh, that was weird... Did they really think it didn't look important? Oh well... Right now the
only thing that mattered was getting Colette cured and his father someplace to rest.
Several minutes later they had all but landed when Colette took a few steps and collapsed.
"Colette-!!" Lloyd cried.
"It's the crystallusis!" Raine cried. "Hurry! We need to get her inside!"
The next few moments were a blur of panic, tension, and fear. Colette was laid inside and Raine and Altessa began to craft
the rune crest for the unfortunate blond whom lay on one of the beds in the back. Kratos slept in the one next to her,
freakishly calm looking in contrast to the panic that had engulfed the rest of the group. Lloyd had wanted to stay in the
room with his child-hood crush and his father, but was forced to wait in the main room with the others seeing as he simply
got in the way of Raine and Altessa's work.
"...I hope they're okay..." Lloyd muttered, his face furrowed.
"Oh they'll be fine," Zelos smiled, "why don't you eat something in the meantime?"
"I can't eat at a time like this!" Lloyd scoffed.
"Oh come on, bud! Don't be like that! How about some carrots? Or a potato?"
From across the room Mithos watched silently as the philanderer attempted to get Lloyd to eat something. Hm, that was
odd...oh well, whatever that double-crosser was up to didn't matter at the moment... His blue eyes narrowed dangerously
on Lloyd. Once the Chosen was cured, he'd be the biggest obstacle to take her away. With Kratos...as he was, the only
problem he had at the moment was getting that damned son of his out of the way...
"Hey, Mithos?"
"Hm?"
The blond looked to the side, Genis was looking at him...
"What is it?" he asked pleasantly.
"You look a little...preoccupied," the younger half-elf said, "are you okay?"
"What? I'm fine," he smiled, "thank you for worrying about me."
Then again...
"Are you sure?" Genis asked.
"...I was just thinking, about Lloyd..." Mithos trailed, "you haven't found a way to put him back?"
A frown came over the silver-head's face.
"Well...there is a way, but we haven't been able to do it..."
"Oh...I see," Mithos said, "say...Genis."
"Yeah?" the boy asked.
"...Look, what if I told you I might know something that could get him back to normal?"
"R-really-!?"
"Shh! Keep it down!" Mithos hissed under his breath.
Genis shut his mouth and nodded, eyes on his 'friend'. Mithos motioned for Genis to follow and they discreetly slipped
outside the home before the blond spoke up once more.
"...After we went to Sybak that one time I...kinda didn't go straight back," Mithos said, "...I got this."
Mithos held a small fragment of some sort of green material between his fingers.
"I found it in one of the labs and managed to get some," Mithos lied, "it's called furkiul."
"Furkiul? What does it do...?" Genis trailed, though he had a suspicion.
"It'll turn Lloyd back to normal," Mithos said, "I didn't say anything because there's a bit of a problem..."
"What is it?" Genis asked.
"See...it can only work if it enters the body in a rather...painful way, or..."
"Or?" Genis frowned.
Mithos mentally smirked. The kid was playing right into his hands.
"If you slip it into something he eats then it'll work too," Mithos said, "the thing is, he can't know it. If he knows it's there
he'll get tense, and if he's tense at all it won't work, something bad could happen."
"Really...?" Genis frowned, looking at the little stone.
"Yeah, so to get him back to normal you're gonna have to slip it into his dinner."
"Hm...are you sure?" Genis frowned.
"Genis, you think I'd lie?!" Mithos mocked shock.
"N-no! I just...I want to ask Raine about if first, okay?"
Damn it. If he pressed any further he'd get suspicious...
"Oh...all right, I understand," Mithos nodded, "I'll hang onto it then."
Fine then, he'd just slip it in himself...he'd have preferred tricking someone else into doing it, just in case it was traced back,
but it wouldn't matter soon anyway...
"Let's go in," Genis said, "once Raine's done I'll ask her."
"No, let's wait until tomorrow," Mithos said, "it's been a long day for you, hasn't it? Aren't you tired?"
"Well...yeah," Genis admitted, "okay."
Perfect.
"Let's go in,"
The two half-elves walked in just in time to see Raine walk into the main room with a slight smile.
"Colette's going to be fine," she said.
Lloyd sighed in relief.
"That's good to know..." he smiled, "now she doesn't have to suffer anymore."
"Great! Let's celebrate by eating!" Zelos chirped.
That's when Mithos noticed.
"Hm.."
Zelos was trying to get them to eat really badly... Hm... He smirked. Perhaps he didn't need to get the 'furkiol' into Lloyd's
system after all. Not right now, anyway...there'd be plenty of time later... Not that the object he had brought was what he
told Genis. It wouldn't turn him back to normal, no, but it would've gotten him out of the way without having to worry about
his Origin seal committing suicide afterward...
"Wait, did you look at D- Kra-?" Lloyd started.
Raine sighed.
"He's simply asleep as far as I can tell..." she bit her lip, "though it doesn't look like he's hurt..."
"...Oh, good..." Lloyd said softly.
"How did the lot of you bring yourselves about to bring him here, anyway?" Altessa's gruff voice asked.
"Er...well...it's a bit of a long story," Lloyd trailed.
"You seem to have a lot of those," Altessa said, "like why you look the way you do."
Lloyd flinched.
"U-uh-" he stammered.
"No need, your companions explained last time," he said.
"Uh...ehehh..." Lloyd chuckled nervously.
"So...how did Kratos come into your company...?"
"It's a long story-"
"So let's chat while we eat!" Zelos said.
"What is it with you and wanting to eat so much?" Lloyd asked.
Mithos was the only one that caught the brief smirk. It was only a matter of time...and soon enough, they did begin to drop
off to sleep rather abruptly... Mithos hid himself, he had an idea who had talked Zelos into drugging them...
So it was that in the dead of the night a figure appeared in the sleeping quarters. A grim smirk donned his face as he saw
the still form of the Origin seal lying helpless in the bed to the far side of the rest of them. Perfect. Now he could break the
seal once and for all. The man's hand stretched out and a ball of electricity formed in his palm...
"I wouldn't do that, Yuan..."
The blue-head visibly flinched, a shot of cold terror shredding down his spine. Green eyes widened with fear as he turned
on heel to face a short, feminine, yet horrifying blond boy.
"...Y...Yggdrasill-!" Yuan cried.
A manic smirk slid onto Mithos' face.
"Surprise,"
In the next second Yuan was a heap on the floor, Mithos cackling as he walked forward.
"Oh this is just ironic," he laughed, "everyone's out because YOU had them drugged...so now there's no one to interrupt us,
eh? Ehehehehehh..."
"Ugh..." Yuan glared up at him, managing to pick himself up off the floor.
"But it's too cramped in here, let's go outside, eh?"
Mithos smirked and Yuan's eyes widened as they both disappeared in a flash of light. However, both half-elves had
miscalculated. Someone had begun to stir with the voices, his brown eyes fluttering open in the dark. He had heard one of
the voices say 'go outside'...
"...Hm..." he frowned.
Slowly he got to his feet, grabbed his swords and exited the house...
"AGH-!"
"Woah-!"
Lloyd barely opened the door in time to see a cobalt-haired half-elf go flying into the cliff-side, coughing out blood and saliva
as the shorter, white-clad half-elf cackled.
"What the-!?"
Both halflings instantly noted him.
"Oh shit..." Mithos swore.
"...Damn you, Yggdrasill..." Yuan managed to cough, deliberately blowing Mithos' cover.
"W-what-?!" Lloyd's eyes locked on the blond.
"Grr...damn you, Yuan-!!"
The half-elf shot another blast of mana to the already half-dead man, and before Lloyd thought his actions through he
found himself defending Yuan using 'Guardian'. However, this served only to anger the dictator more, especially when the
door opened and the others, having been roused by the noise, ran out.
The reactions were predictable.
"W-what's going on out here?!"
"Mithos?!"
"Yuan!!"
"Lloyd?!"
"Lloyd! What's going on out here?!"
Lloyd shot a glance to his friends, noticing Mithos' gaze shifted as well.
"Guys! Watch out-!"
"Heh, too late!" Mithos crowed.
The group gasped in horror as another mana blast headed for them, aimed toward Presea. It was then that Altessa leapt
forward and took the blow for the 'young' girl, falling to the ground in a heap.
"Altessa-!!"
"Mithos-!? Wh-why!? What are you-?!" Genis cried, tears in his eyes.
"You were right not to trust me, Genis," Mithos sneered, "and I didn't trust you either!!"
"Guys! He's Y-!" Lloyd started.
"Yggdrasill..." Raine whispered, the first to realize.
"You always were the smart one, Raine," Mithos smirked.
"MITHOS...SAVED ME..." Tabatha said.
"Shut up!"
There was another blast and Tabatha fell.
"How could you do that?! You even risked your life to save her!" Raine cried.
"Mithos, why?! Why would you hurt Tabatha and Altessa!? You got along so well with them!"
"Tabatha...that doll looked so disturbingly like my sister..." Mithos hissed, "she's a failed vessel who couldn't contain my
sister's soul! Just looking at her makes me sick!"
"M...Mithos..." Genis whispered, the horror of reality setting upon his mind.
"You little bastard...how dare you betray my best friend!!"
Mithos turned to retaliate on Lloyd only to find the brunette already had his swords an inch withing his neck. The blond's
eyes widened in disbelief. Damn it! He knew he'd gotten stronger but what the hell?! In a flash of mana he managed to
warp away mili-seconds before Lloyd skewered him. Mithos came at his foe's back only for the red-clad swordsman to turn
and leave a deep gash diagonally across the Cruxis Leader's torso.
"AAAAGGGGHHHHH!!"
Lloyd's eyes widened. He did it-?!
"YOU-!!"
Mithos staggered backwards, clutching his wound. There was a swirl of feathers and he warped into his 'Yggdrasill' form,
the wound somehow becoming less prominent. Genis was in hysterics. If it wasn't for his sister holding him back he
probably would have become involved in the struggle...which he wanted. The mage couldn't stand seeing his friends fight...
"I'll destroy you-!!" Mithos roared.
Then he cut off, seeing as in his rage he hadn't noticed the blade coming for his back.
"G...guh..." he twitched, looking at the sword tip potruding from his chest.
"Don't...touch...him..."
The sword withdrew and everyone gaped like idiots as Mithos clutched his wound and warped to the far side of the area
away from the rest of them, glaring death at his attacker.
"...No...way..." Lloyd whispered.
A spiky haired figure about five foot nine, panting a bit as if he had ran a marathon with a double-edged sword held with
two hands, his red-brown eyes locked into a glare and no trace he paid any mind to the fact the clothes he wore looked
rather large for him. The swallow-tailed cloak was trailing on the ground, even...
"KRATOS?!"
The teenager shot his attention to the group.
"..." he coughed, "...sorry I'm late."
It was then that Pronyma appeared.
"Lord Yggdrasill-!! Please, you're wounded, leave this to the angels!" she cried.
"Grr...fine then!"
In an instant they were surrounded by an army of angels.
"Seize the chosen and Kr-...the boy," Mithos pointed at Kratos, "kill the rest of them!"
In another warp they were gone.
"Wait-!" Genis cried.
"Pay attention to the fight!"
Genis almost fell over. For a split second he though that Lloyd had said that, as in, the normal-aged Lloyd. That's when he
realized Kratos had ran forward, miraculously not tripping over the clothes which obviously were no longer his size. Lloyd
himself dashed in a moment later.
"HYAH!"
Blood spurted into the air as Lloyd took out at least three angels, severing their wings. The others began their own ways of
decimating the ethereal foes while trying not to look at Kratos during the fight. What in the world was going here? Though
they managed to fight well enough until...
"Light spear-!"
Then the universe imploded.
Kratos tripped.
The group stared in amazement and if it wasn't for the 'indignation' spell Genis had just used that finished off the last on
the angels, more than a couple of them would have been decapitated because they were gaping at the sight. An eerie
silence lasted while Kratos cursed and got to his feet, brushing the dirt off his outfit. Then he looked up.
"..."
So many eyes were locked on him he became extremely uncomfortable.
"...What?" he hissed.
They were amazed at how, despite the situation, Lloyd burst out laughing.
...I plead insanity.
Colette: Kratos is...young? O.o
Me:... Probably?
Colette: O.O
Me: X) I greatly enjoyed writing that, if you couldn't tell...I'll most likely update soon... 3
Colette: ...R...review...? (Still shocked)