Tales of Symphonia, idiot renegade.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia, or the characters! If I did, I'd be the coolest person alive.
Anyway... Yup, another idiot fic by Meowzy-chan. I bet a few of you might be thinking "Oh god, when will the horror end?" and my response is "Not just yet."
This time, a lovely sort of prequel to the Idiot seraphim series. Pretty much the entire story (with some exceptions) is from Yuan's point of view. It's also set during the actual game. So if you haven't played the game,you will be spoilered.Ofcourse, the ending will alter to match the beginning of Idiot seraphim.
Ofcourse it's supporting YuanxKratos. Technically, there can't be any ZelosxLloyd because Zelos hasn't discovered his inner gayness yet, but I'll see what I can do. MithosxGenis... Maybe in the last chapters.
And beware of the incredible OOC-ness! (especially Yuan himself)
Was that all I had to say? I think so, yeah. Enjoy!
Chapter one.
Our story starts in a spiffy, high-tech building, hidden from the view of commoners in a desolate desert. This building is Sylvarant's base of the Renegades, the organisation bent on thwarting Mithos Yggdrasill. In the tastefully decorated office, a blue-haired half-elf was staring fixatedly at his computer screen. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Enter." Said the half-elf shortly. The door opened and another half-elf, with spiky black hair walked in.
"Good afternoon, lord Yuan. Botta reporting for duty, sir!" Botta said, saluting.
"Loosen up, you old goat. And go away. Can't you see I'm busy?" Yuan snapped, not taking his eyes off the computer screen. Botta wondered what right Yuan had to call him old. The blue-haired man was at least a hundred times older than him.
"Sir, I'm sure your game of Minesweeper can wait." Botta sighed.
"It's not minesweeper! It's 3D pinball. And I'm really close to beating my high-score." Yuan pouted.
"Pause it. There are more important matters at hand here."
"Oh fine." Yuan hit the pause button and turned to his right-hand man. "Make it quick."
"Well, I've got good news and bad news." Botta began.
"Oooh boy. Right, well, you can start with the bad news. That way, when I get really down, the good news might be able to cheer me up a bit." Yuan sighed.
"Right, the bad news." Botta cleared his throat. "As you ordered, a few renegades and I went to the Martel temple, to stop the chosen from receiving her oracle. We were this close to defeating her and her little friends…" Botta held his index finger on top of his thumb to emphasise his point. "When Kratos appeared and saved them."
"Really? Kratos?" Yuan immediately sat up, and his eyes sparkled.
"He defeated our soldiers with ease, so we had no choice but to retreat. He then aided the chosen in receiving her oracle, and will probably keep travelling with her."
"What was he wearing?"
"Excuse me?"
"Kratos. What was he wearing?" Yuan urged.
"What's that got to do with anything?" Botta frowned.
"We need to be able to think like the enemy, if we want to defeat him. Now, don't make me ask you again."
"He was wearing his purple outfit." Botta said, rolling his eyes.
"Ooooh, I love those tight pants!" Yuan drooled slightly, and his eyes glazed over. Botta coughed loudly. "Oh, sorry. Continue."
"And now, for the good news."
"Oooh, you took pictures?" Yuan asked immediately.
"No."
"Dammit Botta! How many times do I have to tell you to bring your camera? You never know what might happen!"
"Very well sir. I'll try and remember next time. Now, the actual good news."
"Bring it." Yuan said, sitting up.
"One of our Desian insiders informed us that the Desians have just issued a warning to capture a boy named Lloyd. He apparently ticked off Forcystus."
"So?…"
"This boy is around the age of sixteen. The same age Kratos's son would be. His body was never found, you know."
"And?… There must be like a million Lloyd's out there. How can you be certain this is the same kid?"
"It's Lloyd with double 'L'." Botta said shortly. Yuan gasped.
"It is the same kid! But I don't see how this is good news…"
"If we can capture the boy, we might be able to force Kratos into releasing Origin's seal. Then Yggdrasill's pact with the eternal sword will be broken, and we can use it for ourselves!"
"Botta, may I remind you that Kratos will die if we release the seal? I'd rather avoid people I care about getting killed."
"There are millions of other lives at stake here. We can save them all if we reunite the worlds." Botta argued.
"…"
"Just think of the look on Yggdrasill's face when he finds out the pact is broken!" Botta said. Yuan envisioned it, and grinned widely.
"Tell all the renegades to keep an eye out for this Lloyd kid! I want him captured!"
((Well? Well? It's a disappointment, isn't it? -weeps in a corner-))