A/N: Hey! After almost a year, I am returning to this fic as well. My apologies QUQ. I also noticed the rivalry between Veigas and Dio is cannon. But my I didn't know that before so it's all boggled now ^^' At least I hit the jackpot no? Yes? Due to Grand Chase closing soon I would love to at least post more of this, and even write multiple AU's just for Veigas QUQ My poor baby is leaving me ahhhh. I'll be able to write lewd shots as well kekkekekekekekekekekekekeke *coughs* Ah. Stuck with a cold for the while ahaaa.
It's a mournful night as the Grand Chase situate themselves at an inn. Some commotion can be heard and seen as the innkeeper is verbally fighting with Ronan.
"Can't you at least give us another room? I understand we're a large party but... With due respect we have females here."
"No money, no room! Stop nagging me we have more customers!"
"I don't understand, sir! We need help, we really do. And just one more room would do nicely." He's begging the innkeeper, the opposing man ready to shout with a tomato red face. Elesis steps to the scene and guides Ronan away.
"Don't worry about it. Promise you won't peek on us?" She teases and nudges his shoulder playfully. Ronan laughs, a small tint of pink on his cheeks, as they join together with the rest of the Chase. "Ronan booked us a room. Either we all go in naked or deal with it." Elesis laughs aloud, snorting in the process.
"I'm surprised you got over Seighart in an instant, Elesis." Arme stood up, holding Lire close to her. "We're all still bummed about it."
" C'mon, team. Sulking ain't gonna get us to Seighart in an instant. When you fall down you get back up, right?" her enthusiasm lifts the tension off of the party, each one looking into eachothers eyes. Arme quietly nods and grins. The life of the party, Elesis has the determination to rescue Seighart from the strong foe they've encountered before. She's like a strong flame holding strong with each blast of wind, refusing to blow out. Her teammates may feel down, but she'll do everything and anything to motivate them to move onward.
"I don't mean to break it to you guys, but I have an imaginary plane to catch." the prestigious Ley von Crimson River breaks the silence. "I still have to play cat and mouse with Dio for a while more. You know, to break some ice and probably stick my finger not only in his ear, but on something I'm suspecting."
"What's the matter Ley? Don't wanna share rooms with the boys?" Elesis jokes around, not getting a response from Ley. She vanishes and disappoints Elesis. "Well there goes that..."
"Her suspicions may give us a lead," Asin says while seated on a bar stool. "Isn't she the same race as Dio? Wouldn't you think the Veigas kid may as well be of the same race?"
"You're killing me with suspense, and I like that!" Amy jumps up from a stool, sending it flying across the inn. The innkeeper began to yell but the Chase ignored him. "Ley must be on her way to both of them! If we figure out which way she left, then there's no doubt we'll be able to find Seighart!" she runs over to embrace Asin with as much force as possible, almost knocking the win out of him. A silent Jin pokes a look at them but find it as a friendly sign of affection. The pink haired doll giggles her way around. Elesis stops Amy from creating any other uproars between an angry innkeeper.
"Alright guys. Let's talk more in the room before this airhead blows up!"
Situated in the inn room, Elesis and company quietly discuss their current findings while under the nagging surveillance of the innkeeper. Ronan's sitting close to Lass, still embarrassed to share a room with a group of girls.
"So, Ley has a head start on searching for Seighart while we're here trying to figure out who gets the bed. Progress at its finest." Lass yawns aloud, warming up his muscles due to the soreness from the battle. "If there's a stay at home club, count me in. Never again am I running into a berserk demon half my size."
"I mean, yeah we all really don't want to meet up with that guy," Elesis starts, "but it's the only way to get Seighart back. He even poses as a threat to Aernas so fighting is inevitable. We're going to have to figure out a way to defeat Veigas and make it out alive." She stands from the mattress and heads toward the middle of the circle created by the Grand Chase. They all focus their attention on her. Mari, recovering from exhaustion, lifts her head and hand up high. Elesis points to her and nods. "Yes, Mari?"
"I agree with Lass, and will be the advisor of the 'Stay at Home Club' if I have the permission to do so." Mari whispers, causing a cloud of silence among the Grand Chase. Lire's trying to keep a laugh to herself, snorting constantly and bowing her head down. Arme slaps Lire, signalling her to quiet down. Lass nods in approval, and Ronan sighs heavily.
"Um... Any other suggestions from anyone? How about you Ryan?" Elesis startles the daydreaming elf, the boy jumping in place and darting his eyes her direction.
"Well, there's not much we can do than face the problem head on. I say we follow Leys lead in the morning if she ever contacts us." He gains the ruby knights approval as she nods and smiles in response. Lass groan to the demise of Mari and his future club.
Ideas continued to appear as the moon rose high above the dark violet sky. Eventually, most of the Grand Chase were fast asleep. Two fighters, Amy and Jin, were awake watching the stars from a large window. Behind them, the only mattress is shared between Arme, Lire, Mari, and Elesis. The boys spread blankets across the floor and stayed close due to the cold atmosphere. Amy strums the strings of her violin, its sound reverberating quietly around the bedroom.
"It sounds pretty easy, don't you think? We might get Seighart tomorrow. But it's still Veigas, there's no telling whether we'll win this time." Amy whispers, facing the redhead with a melancholic grin. "Everyone was so scared and hurt, I was afraid we wouldn't make it..."
"But we've been through so much. We'll always find a way, right Amy?"
"Yeah! It's what makes you guys an awesome bunch. It's inspirational too. I might pick up a song from this. It'll really help me calm down for tomorrow. Would you like to listen, Jin?" She holds her violin to her chin, preparing to play her tune. Jin sits beside her and waits for the song to begin. She takes a moment to gather lyrics, and takes a deep breath. She plucks the strings rhythmically, leaning side to side to the harmonic sound.
I heard a boys voice cry till yesterday,
The moons howl drifting it away,
He spoke of fantasies, realities,
A song that begged the boy to stay,
I heard a mans voice cry till yesterday,
The sunlight fading it away,
He spoke of taunting dreams, or as it seems,
A song that begged his soul to stay,
I hold your hand and sad to know you're slipping from me darling,
I pray to God you'll find your way back home to me darling,
Your sacrifice is what inspires me to sing darling,
So don't let go,
So don't you know,
I heard a boys voice cry till yesterday,
The sad truth lies within his name,
His solemn voice chimes to the lonesome way,
Of a sad mysterious dismay...
Amy continues to pluck the strings of her violin, halting her singing as she chokes on her words. Jin stares at her in a trance of mixed emotions. He's not too sure how to feel about a youngster like Amy singing for a six-hundred year old highlander, but it was astonishing and beautiful. Just like her, he thought. Amy yawns aloud and searches for her violin case, putting it away to call it a day. "What do you think, Jin? Was it good enough as a rough draft?"
"I really like it, Amy. It's unique..."
"You should let loose and write some poems sometime. I would love to read them as well!"
"I-I will tomorrow morning then. Thank you Amy, for recommending and letting me hear you sing."
"You're welcome, Jin. You're great company ya' know." She places the case aside and slides in with the rest of the girls. Whispering goodnight to Jin, she quickly falls into a deep and soothing slumber. Jin replies goodnight as well, and continues to stare out the window. An unrealistic boy. Who preaches destruction. Such a demon can make great material for song and poetry. Perhaps the arts is a gateway of channeling dreams from reality. Jin will have to try it out in the morning. For now he continues to connect the stars with imaginary lines. As the dormant Grand Chase retire peacefully into the night, a new battle is raging in the forests of Bermesiah. A flustered, ridiculed, and enraged Asmodian gathers the strength to fight again, challenging Dio once more. It will be a new turn of events. A spectator watches in the distance.