A/N: I really shouldn't be working on this, since I have all of those phases to finish for Freedom, but I wasn't in the greatest of moods when I started this... I don't like it when people break their promises. It makes me feel that they don't care enough to keep them. That I'm not important enough to keep one for.
Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of the Abyss, I only own the OC, Trianna. If you guys like her that much, then I'll maybe write some more with her in them. I also don't own Hoshi no Suna (which is used in this chapter), it's by Gackt; it's a really depressing song, but I happen to like it. It works, doesn't it?
Chapter 1: Song for the Dead
I came here because he sent me. It's his spirit that calls to me, that tells me where to go, that guides my feet. My eyes are not the ones that are looking out onto the familiar expanse that is Baticul, they're his. This place isn't my home; it's his.
Pulling my cloak further up to hide myself behind it, I allow him to guide my feet along a well-known route. He knows where he wants to go, while I do not. Without him, I would be lost and those words that need to be said would be lost forever to time.
By no means am I a psychic; in a way, he's my original. Both of them are; I was created from their frequencies, in a way, I am their child. Now, I walk towards the one place that maybe, just maybe, I could come to call home someday as well.
The guards won't let me in; I knew they wouldn't. The family inside is still in mourning; members still torn apart inside at the loss of someone close to their hearts, a someone who I can sense, talk to, channel outwards.
Three years passed since they disappeared. Then he reappeared, only to come back to find that someone was missing; a part of him was missing. I have to bring that part back to them.
Slipping into the gardens, I open my mouth, a song already on my lips.
"It all becomes completely quiet... from the enwrapped sky and the sun that scorches the body, you are vanishing. What do you wander, searching for? As for myself, all alone..."
A group, they're gathered around a gravestone. A gravestone surrounded by flowers, my being trembles as the memories unknowingly come rushing forth, memories that are here; memories that are not mine. Gently, I continue my song, waiting for them to notice me, to let me tell them what has so long been needed to be said.
"Inside of cold eyes that are embracing hatred. Even if you despise yourself, the pain will not vanish. Embrace the eternal sadness."
My soft voice is slowly gaining in volume; confidence growing and the feelings welling up. They are familiar; not to me, but to him. They're still like ants in the distance, I still have time to continue.
Feet carrying me forward, the melody and music of the song is all I can hear. It's not a song that I know, it's a song he does; a song that tell his feelings, a song that is meant for one person; only one other person there who will understand its meaning.
"I can only keep remembering you who disappeared. My unchanging feelings towards you. Deeply, deeply, even now, yes... I love you."
The shapes are gaining definition now. I can see them clearer, but I don't know whether they can see me yet, stray words drift downwards on the wind to me, words that mean nothing to me, yet mean everything to him.
"... brave..."
"... a friend..."
"... nothing more to be said about him that wasn't already..."
The harsh tones echo with the final words, "An idiot to the end."
"Illuminated by the moonlight, the wind even snatches away your name, that I sing to myself."
Now they can hear me, I am only standing a small distance behind them. Turning, they face me. My insides twist at the aching familiarity of each of their faces. Once again, my very being shakes of its own accordance; one of my 'parents' is near. In fact, he is standing right in front of me.
Clasping my hands in front of me, I make sure that my hood is still in place; I have rehearsed this moment countless times in my mind; I want it to go the way that it's been envisioned, I want to make him happy.
I want them both to be happy.
And they won't unless they are together.
Taking a deep breath, I begin the last part of the song, stepping forward past them to the grave marker. My own tears sliding down my cheeks as I approach. I step up onto one of the smooth stone steps, placing a single white flower there, "I keep singing that song that you taught me, smiling in the dawn. We were counting the tears that returned to the starry sky. That night just repeated over and over again.
"Ahh, deeply, even now. Yes... I love you."
Trembling, my hands reach up. I can feel their eyes on me, watching my every move, as if mesmerized. I grasp at the neck of my cloak, unhooking the clasp, my hands clench on the black fabric before wrenching it away. I look up to them.
"My name is Trianna. I am Luke's daughter."
Incredibly short. But whatever. I was tired and am already writing enough long stuff already. This was actually meant to be a one-shot, but then I decided to turn it into a short little multi-chap, hoping to finish it completely before I go on holiday; just to give you guys a little something since I'll be gone for an entire week.