Chapter 14 Memories
Upon entering the Hermitage Sara sees the nurse that seems to work at every single Pokemon Center, who she assumes is actually Aelita, sitting over a pink laptop. Odd guides Sara over to the couch and helps her sit down so she doesn’t fall. Sara doesn’t really need Odd’s help with that but she lets him do so anyway. In Sara’s eyes Odd still looks like the boy with long red hair.
Sara: Thank you.
Odd: No problem. I wish Ulrich has stayed to help.
Sara: Actually he seems to be the most reasonable at the moment. You all don’t know me very well yet. For all you know I could be an enemy. I’ve managed to prove to the rest of you that I’m not but you all seemed to trust me a little too quickly.
Aelita: Actually Jeremy doesn’t really trust you either.
Sara: Well none of you should. At least until you’ve gotten to know me better. I’m honestly disturbed by how quickly you, Odd, and Yumi decided to trust me. I’m probably shooting myself in the foot by saying all this but seriously save your judgment of me until you actually get to know me. I don’t completely trust any of you yet.
Ulrich: (walks out of the kitchen he actually looks like himself to Sara this time)
Sara: (
Is he really here? I could have sworn he said he was going back to school.)
Aelita: We can’t get to know you if we don’t give you a chance.
Odd: Yeah Ulrich is just being harsh because he’s still freaked about the squirrel thing.
Ulrich: Hey Odd I’d rather not relive that experience. Stop talking about it.
Odd: (laughs)
Aelita: Squirrel? Do I even want to know?
Odd: Probably not.
Ulrich: Don’t ask!
Aelita: Anyway Sara, I think Jeremy and I figured out a way for you to block Xana out of your head.
Sara: That’s great. I’m willing to try anything at this point.
Aelita: There was an activated tower last night. It only stayed active for a few seconds. Xana probably tried to take control of you at that time but for whatever reason couldn’t. Still because of this he’s managed to use the electrical frequency your body emits against you. That’s why you keep hearing him.
Sara: And why my vision is so messed up. I don’t care about the cause. How do I make it stop?
Aelita: The most likely scenario is that Xana manipulated one of your memories in his attempt to control you. If there was a way to fix it we could not only block Xana out but you could eavesdrop on him whenever you wanted.
Sara: After the stuff I’ve already heard no thanks.
Aelita: Unfortunately there’s no way for us to fix your memory. Only you can do that. And you’d have to be asleep to do so.
Sara: How do I know which one it is?
Aelita: It would have to be one that’s important to you.
Sara: Like the memories of my mentors.
Aelita: (nods) Yes.
Sara: Alright.
Xana: Foolish Humans. Your plans are futile. I cannot be stopped.Sara: (lies down on the couch) Alright. I’m not going to wake up until this problem is solved. So only wake me up if you find out you’re wrong ok.
Odd: How can you just fall asleep like that?
Sara: Easy I haven’t had any decent sleep in a couple years.
Odd: Alright then.
Aelita: Do you need anything else before you do this?
Sara: It would make me feel better if someone would watch my back while I sleep but it’s not important. I know you all have stuff to do. (Closes her eyes)
Ulrich: (shrugs) I guess it wouldn’t hurt if one of us stayed behind to watch you.
Odd: (hurriedly raises his hand) I’ll take the first shift. You go back to school and relax.
Ulrich: No thanks I’d rather not get roped into playing board games with Jim and William.
Odd: (Chuckles) You could hang out with Herve.
Ulrich: (Crosses his arms.) That’s not funny Odd!
Aelita: Just hang out in your room and listen to music or something.
Sara manages to fall asleep after a couple minutes. She focuses on the memory of her mentors that she feels is most important. Finally she succeeds in immersing herself in her own past.
Sara looks around at the scene that’s beginning to surround her. A plateau in a forest overlooking a small village on one side and a bizarre military complex on the other. Kratos. The man with reddish brown hair and purple clothes from her earlier nightmare stands in front of her holding a sword by its sheath with the hilt pointed towards Sara.
Sara: Um. (Takes the sword form Kratos) What are we doing?
Kratos: It’s time to test your strength. Don’t worry I’ll go easy on you… unless you’d rather fight Mithos, or Yuan?
Sara: (Takes a second look around) No. This is wrong.
Kratos: Uh what?
Sara: This isn’t how this happened. We weren’t in the woods near Iselia. If we were you would have know that Lloyd was alive way sooner.
Kratos: (looks over the edge of the cliff at Iselia. He then places his right hand on his forehead under his bangs covering his right eye in the process) I suppose you’re right. So then where did this happen? Torrent forest?
Sara: No. I can’t remember the exact location but we were in some unnamed forest in northern Sylvarant. (the scene changes to a generic forest.) Also I wasn’t this old.
Kratos: (Nods) Right you couldn’t have been more than ten-
Sara: No still wrong. I was five at the time. (Blinks and finds herself being significantly shorter)
Kratos: Humm. If you were that young at the time there’s no way I would have let you use a real sword.
Sara: (Watches as the blade in her hand becomes a simple wooden sword) Now we’re getting somewhere.
Kratos: What were we doing here then? You were only five there’s no way I would be sparring with you.
Sara: Definitely not. I think you were trying to teach me some Arte. I can’t seem to remember which one. It wasn’t lightening I could do that one without actually casting the spell.
Kratos: It would have to be something basic like demon fang.
Sara: That was it. I think I fixed everything that Xana changed. Let’s reset this memory to the beginning and see if that did the trick.
Kratos: Not just yet.
Sara: What you’re just a manifestation of my subconscious what else could you have to tell me?
Kratos: Were Yuan and Mithos spying on us from the bushes?
Sara: Yuan was but Mithos was somewhere back in Derris Kharlan probably obsessing over what happened to his sister. No way to actually know.
Kratos: Ok that was the last thing.
Sara clears her mind and resets the scene back to the beginning this time with the changes she and her subconscious made. This time Kratos is kneeling in front of her so as to be closer to eye level holding a wooden sword by the blade towards her.
Kratos: You did great. This time let’s try not getting mad and throwing the sword.
5 Year Old Sara: Sorry (Takes the sword from Kratos)
Kratos: (stands up and walks over to a makeshift training dummy made of sticks.) Now let’s try this again.
5 Year Old Sara: (Moans) Alright. (Swings the sword straight up) Deeman fang!
Kratos: Ok. Your pronunciation is … better. (walks over to where the five year old memory version of Sara is standing picks her up and sets her down a few feet to the left) Your motions are still wrong. I’ll show you again. Pay attention this time. (Draws his sword)
5 Year Old Sara: (moans) Is it naptime yet? We’ve been doing this for
days!
Kratos: It’s only been two hours.
5 Year Old Sara: (pouts)
Kratos: Demon Fang. (swings his sword so that the blade passes only couple centimeters above the ground then straight up a wave of energy begins moving along the ground halfway through his swing knocking down the training dummy) That’s what the motions for the Arte are supposed to look like. (Walks back over to the pile of sticks that used to be the makeshift training dummy and sets a couple of them back up) Now it’s your turn.
5 Year Old Sara: But I don’t wanna!
Kratos: We’ll be done with today’s training soon. After that it’s nap time.
5 Year Old Sara: (whines) Ok! (takes a deep breath) DEEMON FANG! (Tries using the arte again but her motions are too slow. A small puff of energy is produced and moves about a foot across the ground before it dissipates.)
Kratos: (nods) Very good. Try that again but make sure you’re moving a little faster.
5 Year Old Sara: (looks at the wooden sword in her hand for a good minute.) NO! (Throws the sword at Kratos but misses and hits the pile of sticks.)
The wooden sword bounces off the ground into the bushes just to the right of where the makeshift training dummy once stood.
????: OW!
Kratos: (throws a glance over his left shoulder and sighs) Just how long do you plan on sitting there Yuan?
5 Year Old Sara: (growls)
Kratos: (returns his attention to Sara) What’s wrong?
5 Year Old Sara: I’m tired! I don’t want to do this anymore!
Kratos: Come on now. You were doing so well. I know you can do this.
5 Year Old Sara: NO! I DON’T WANT TO USE A SWORD! YOUR SON IS GONE FOREVER! HE’S THE ONE YOU WANT TO DO THIS WITH! I CAN NOT BE HIM!
Kratos: (Face goes pale)
Yuan: (Stands up from his hiding spot in the bushes holding the wooden sword)
Sara: (
Oh right now I remember why Yuan being here was important.)
Kratos: (Turns away and walks a few feet into the woods)
5 Year Old Sara: (Eyes grow wide)
The five year old version of Sara and Yuan both wait a few minutes without moving. When Kratos does not return five year old Sara stares at her shoes. Yuan sighs and walks into the clearing towards the little girl setting the wooden sword down on the ground along the way. He kneels down in front of her and pulls out a handkerchief.
Yuan: …. There’s no need to cry.
5 Year old Sara: I said something mean. Didn’t I.
Yuan: (Wipes Sara’s face) A little. Still Kratos needed to hear that. Be happy you didn’t say the wrong thing to Mythos. That kid has lost his mind.
5 Year Old Sara: Do you think I made Uncle Kratos cry?
Yuan: Probably.
5 Year Old Sara: (Eyes tear up more)
Yuan: Crud that was one of those moments where I was supposed to lie wasn’t it.
Sara: ([Smirks]
Probably... But Now I’m glad you didn’t)
Yuan: Listen. Don’t worry too much about Kratos. Someone would have had to tell him sooner or later. Better he hears it from you; a parallel version of himself than someone like me. (Continues drying Sara’s face)
5 Year Old Sara: B-but.
Yuan: (Sighs) If it’s bugging you so much then go talk to him about it. It couldn’t make things worse.
5 Year Old Sara: (nods and moves to follow Kratos)
Yuan: Hold on. (Stands up) I can’t let you go alone. I’ll accompany you just until you find Kratos. Alright.
Sara fast forwards the memory to where her five year old self and Yuan find Kratos. The second they find him Yuan leaves really leaves instead of hiding like before. Five Year Old Sara walks over to Kratos, who’s sitting on a fallen tree, and pulls on his cape. Kratos tries to ignore her.
5 Year Old Sara: (Pulls on Kratos’s cape again) Uncle Kratos?
Kratos: (wipes his face on his wrist takes a deep breath then turns to the little girl) Yes?
5 Year Old Sara: I’m sorry I made you sad.
Kratos: (Picks up the five year old version of Sara and sits her down on his lap) It’s alright. I was pushing you too hard. You already know what happened right?
5 Year Old Sara: (nods) I don’t understand though.
Kratos: You’re too young. No one expects you to. The fact is that I failed to protect my own child. I keep going over it in my head. Then there’s the promise I made to your father. (Stares off into space) I couldn’t even protect my own family. How can I protect what’s left of his… I thought If I could give you a way to defend yourself. Then maybe your real uncle wouldn’t be as much of a problem…
5 Year Old Sara: But Uncle Kratos I can already do an Arte watch. (Points her finger at the ground a few feet away. LIGHTENING!
A sword made of electricity instantly strikes the ground where the small girl had just pointed discharging a bit of electricity into the surrounding area.
Kratos: (Chuckels) That’s actually
Thunder Blade. Still you pulled that off with no casting time. Impressive. (Stands up while still holding the little girl and begins to return to the clearing.) Things would be so much easier if you and your cousin could just live here. Unfortunately you have a different destiny. What’s more, all I can think about when you’re here is the time when my wife and I used to babysit you before your father died. The time you spent playing with my son Lloyd. You don’t remember any of that though do you? (Picks up the wooden sword from the spot where Yuan left it as he enters the clearing)
5 Year Old Sara: (shakes her head before yawing) no.
Kratos: I figured you wouldn’t. The traumatic things you went through last year had to have blocked a lot of your happier memories. (Surrounds his hand with energy and sends that energy into the toy sword) I want you to keep this with you from now on. It may just be a toy but I’ve placed an enchantment on it.
Or at least I tried to. I probably should have asked Yuan to do it. If you’re ever in danger that sword will protect you. (hands the wooden sword to the five year old Sara)
5 Year Old Sara: (nods taking the toy) Ok. (yawns)
Kratos: (draws his own sword and uses it to cut a rip in the barrier that separates his universe from Sara’s before returning it to its sheath.) It’s late in your world after I tuck you in I’m going to check on your cousin then return to my duties. (travels between dimensions)
5 Year Old Sara: (giggles)
Kratos: I meant business. What is it with children and that word? (Places the little girl into her bed) Now go to sleep.
5 Year old Sara: (Yawns while speaking) Good night Uncle Kratos.
Kratos leaves the room and Sara’s five year old self quickly falls asleep ending that part of her memory.
Sara finds herself as her current age standing in a completely white area. Unsure what to do next she begins willing her subconscious to take a human form. as a humanoid shape begins to form around her she expects it to take the form of Kratos, or maybe one of her other mentors like Alvin or Yuan. To her surprise it takes the form of the red haired boy who she had been seeing in Odd’s place earlier.
Sara: Not exactly what I was expecting.
???: So what are you going to do now?
Sara: I don’t know.
???: Why not rest and go through your other memories? That computer program probably didn’t do anything to them but better safe than sorry.
Sara: The longer I sleep the more bad things could happen.
???: You’re fine. You have people looking out for ya. Besides it’s been way too long you’ve had a good night sleep. You deserve a rest every once and a while ya know?
Sara: (Sighs) I guess You’re right. I’ve probably only been asleep for a few minutes. If the others are still looking after me I’m sure they won’t mind a little longer.
???: And you have to make sure that Xana dude didn’t mess with your mind more.
Sara: (Chuckels) Yeah Thanks’s Zelos
Zelos: You know I’m just a projection of your subconscious right.
Sara: Yes and why my emotional state produced you I will never know. (Sara focuses her mind and allows herself to begin dreaming)
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