A/N: Welcome back, my little desperate readers, maybe some of you have become fans already, but that is highly unlikely. I would like to present to you, my sequel to my ONLY completed fic. Yes, this is the long awaited, long planned, long typed sequel of Star Ocean: Till the End of Time's Fanfiction, To What End, brought to you by my, the one and only, lousy writer of hell, Furiouswind! Haha! Prepared for the second group of mayhem? Yes? No? I DON'T CARE! Remember, i HATE, DETEST, WILL CHEW IT OUT ON YOU, FLAMES... Oh, yeah, by the time i post this first chapter, i would have completed the first half of this sequel. I plan to make this a trilogy, but depending on what happens, i might as well end it all in one go.
I would like to thank all reviewers and readers of my first fic. You guys were great, though some were rather... disappointing. BIG THANKS to Dragoon Knight, for threatening me to continue writing. I don't think you meant to threaten me, but it sort of kicked my behind into action. The first part of this fic is crap, REALLY. But it will get gory, full of poorly described action, and total ownage later on. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Disclaimer: I do not own StarOcean or any of their products. I only manipulate them to do my evil bidding.
For all that is it is worth, it was basically... nothing. Along the small cracks of the wall, tiny organisms crawled back and forth, busying themselves with their own line of work. The same could not be said for the sad bunch who sat in the living room, sweating due to the heat.
Nothing could be done, since the air conditioning had been blasted open by someone who apparently had a problem with cockroaches.
Still, he had no idea why his own mother would require a blaster by her side twenty four hours per day by her side. Her aim could not have been any better, since right behind the wall where the air conditioning stood, was the main power box.
Now, they were without air conditioning and without lights. No to mention the food in the fridge had to be moved into a temporary ice box till there was enough people to get over to repair the damage.
He looked around the room, noticing the same thing that happened since the air conditioning broke about four hours ago. A young girl, his age, long blue hair with sapphire eyes that strained to look at the text on the page in front of her as she sat on the floor in front of the table.
Her slender fingers wiped the sweat that glistered from her forehead. Her left ring finger having a small ring. It was familiar, which was obvious, since he was the one who placed it there on her finger. Yes, that is his wife.
It was amazing, since he had met in the the craziest situation ever, having to run for his life from some weird aliens who wanted him as he had some special power within him. Him? Oh, his story isn't really that interesting.
A young man, age twenty. Blue hair, which he got from his mother, turquoise eyes, which he hoped he got from his father. Anyway, his world was thrown into disarray. The day when he thought he lost everything.
When he thought that he was hunted down by the ones who should be protecting him, but that past him was no longer there. The truth was revealed and he somehow managed to take control of his life once more. His name? Fayt Leingod. The god-slayer. The hero of the universe. The death dealer.
He has had many names to call by, but none truly suited who he truly is. A normal guy who just wants his air conditioning fixed. The power that lay within him is known to be the symbol of destruction, implanted by his late father.
Though it was suppose to be the greater good, who gave him the right to mess with his own son! What right does he have to do things without asking him? Well, that was all in the past, so he couldn't really take out his anger in the right place and direction.
Some how, it all got together, with the help of his first love, and wife, Maria. Maria is the same age as him and though they celebrate different birthdays, it was only revealed recently, that they were in fact, twins.
Separated at birth by their mother in an attempt to prevent one of them from being used as one of their father's experiment. It was unfortunate, but in the end, Maria still had a symbological power embedded into her. The alteration gene.
Though they met as strangers, talked like friends, fell in love like a boy and girl, and eventually got married, but as twins.
It was weird, since it created such strange emotions within him. He didn't know about her, but since she wanted to have a family to finally call her own after so long of searching, he guessed that she accepted that fact quite easily.
As for him, he sort of threw a giant tantrum. Who wouldn't? When the girl he fell in love with, and wanted to marry, was suddenly discovered to be his own twin sister? It all hit him like a brick wall falling from the sky. It had to be.
How could the girl he loved so much, risked everything to be with, be his own sister? Well, still, in the end, he still managed to accept it, though how, he still did not know.
"Say, Fayt, can you help me with something?"
Maria asked, pointing at the the book she was looking at. Fayt snapped out of his introductory thought bubble and looked over at his wife/ twin sister. Her smooth, beautiful face focused entirely on the context of the book, while her hand was calling him over.
Fayt stood up from his not-so-comfortable sofa, and walked over to her. Sitting back down next to his wife, he noticed that she was wearing a slight scent. Lavender. The same one which he knew from way back when he first saw her.
Though she never really did like putting on perfume, her favourite bath soap did more than just clean her. Maria was wearing a loose singlet, with one of the straps already dangling dangerously off her slim shoulders, with some really short shorts.
In fact, Fayt could call them a second under garment. Her beautifully shaped body and slender legs all lured his temptation to a point which he could not control. Well, too bad for him. This wasn't the time and place. He focused back on her problem, and not her new, extremely sexy look.
"Yeah? This one?"
He asked, pointing at the same question she was pointing at a few seconds ago.
"Yes. I've tried every type of solution and nothing came up with the right answer."
Maria sighed, taking the can of soda and pressing it against her forehead, letting the coolness of the can, or whatever is left of it, drain into her head. Fayt took another look at the question, and almost fell backwards laughing.
"Huh? Fayt? What's so funny?"
Maria asked.
"Hmm? Oh nothing. It's just that, this question is one that brought back lots of memories of my college days. The solution isn't in a book, Maria, it's in your head."
Fayt smiled to his wife.
"In my head?... oh! I see, thanks!"
Maria smiled warmly back and turned back to the book. Fayt knew that she was a hard worker, and will do everything she can to get what she wants.
Right now, she's taking an entrance exam into the Galactic University of Symbological Genetics. The same one their parents went to. Fayt? He didn't need to take the entrance exam. He was already accepted with full scholarship.
Maybe his grand title did pay off. Maria could have gotten the same scholarship as well, but she declined it. She said that she wanted to enter it like everyone else, and the other part is that she never had an Earth college degree, but a Klausian one.
That being said, the University could not really complain. No one could complain when Maria is serious. Seriously.
A/N: I was really worried that small kiddies were reading my fics, after all, i didn't really intend it to be like that. No offence, but people who read my fics are younger than me, so... i might as well graduate from University in a degree to write children's books.