BOO YA! Look at this! I actually am writing a sequel...to Bonds of Trust! Sorry, but a few people have been waiting for a sequel, and today, I felt like writing a more...darker thing. So...here it is!

For anyone who hasn't read BOT...I highly suggest you do. The first paragraph ALONE contains big-time spoilers. For all of you who HAVE read it...read on! I hope that this will be good, because I have a feeling that I am going to like this!

Disclaimer: Short, sweet, and simple...I don't own Tales of Symphonia! OKAY?

Bonds of Evil
Uncertain

Yuan couldn’t sleep, nor could he stop thinking about the whole situation. There was no way that a young person like Mighty could have killed people without getting caught earlier. It was driving him mad, and he knew that no one would believe him if he told them what he thought. He put out the villain, so the fear was over. He didn’t want to cause more fear that might not be needed.

“Something’s bothering you. It’s written all over you face.”

He looked up across the room at Botta, who was wearing a look of confusion and concern. He didn’t keep his gaze on him for long and looked back down at the floor.

“Nothing’s wrong. Perhaps it’s my lack of sleep.”

“Perhaps it’s because of what’s been happening. Why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind?”

Yuan took a deep breath, using that time to decide whether or not he should tell him what he thought. He looked back in his friend’s eyes, but shook his head, and remained quiet.

The gesture didn’t faze Botta. “This is about Mighty, isn’t it? He wasn’t the main person behind all of this, was he? He was just a pawn.”

He didn’t answer right away, due to the fact he was stunned that Botta could have said that when that’s what he was thinking and he didn’t know if it was right or not. He didn’t like giving away false information and then having everyone believe it. He was a one hundred percent kind of guy. It was all true or no one knew about it. However, he would rather have Botta asking questions on the issue than having him questioning him.

“To tell you the truth, Botta, I don’t even know myself.”

“What are you talking about? Weren’t you the one who said that it was Mighty?”

“Actually, I had a feeling it was him, and he basically came out and told us. What if he lied, or that was his part was to fool us while some bigger, more vicious guy kills more people? Look at it this way, Kvar could have easily killed him, but he didn’t. He might be smart, but he didn’t have enough power to stop Kvar from hurting him. It’s like…having Genis run Cruxis. He’s a smart little kid, but he could only do so much.”

“He was working for someone? Is that what you’re saying?

Yuan leaned back on his bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to get all of his thoughts together. “If I knew that, I would be out there looking for him, not sitting here talking about him.”

Silence followed his remark. Botta didn’t know what to say. All of this was supposed to be over, not be starting up again. Yuan didn’t seem to notice the change on Botta’s face and spoke to break the silence.

“How’s Lloyd doing?”

Botta was shocked by Yuan’s quick change of subject, but he answered his question. “The last time I checked, he was doing fine.”

Yuan smiled to himself. “That’s good to hear.”

“Why don’t you tell me more on what might be happening…”

“How are the others? I’m getting worried for Anna and Genis. Are they still okay?”

Botta leaned forward in the chair he was in and placed his chin in his hands. He didn’t want to yell at Yuan, but he wanted to get his question out without him changing the subject.

“Yuan, you are the person who’s beginning to worry me. The others are fine. Tell me what’s wrong.”

Yuan sat up on his bed and looked at Botta. “You really want to know what’s on my mind?”

Botta nodded, but Yuan did not respond right away. The two sat in silence for a while, until Yuan got up off the bed and walked toward the door.

“Hey, where are you going?”

Yuan stopped with his hand on the doorknob and turned toward Botta. “If you want to know what I am thinking, then follow me.”

Botta stood up, totally confused on what was going on. “Why? What’s up?”

“I don’t think I killed the right person. The mastermind is still out there.”

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It was dark, the cold breeze from the ocean made the chilly night a little more colder than it should have been. The stars and the half-moon helped illuminate the small town, but the shadow of the night still had control of the village. There was only one person up, walking down the shoreline, stopping every few seconds to look around. Everyone else was sleeping, but he was out looking for someone, someone who he needed to carry out his plans. However, he had no clue where to start.

The wind blew his hair in his face, causing him to stop to brush it out of his eyes. He wanted to curse the wind for being such a constant bother. He wanted to yell, but he would wake up everyone, and he didn’t want to be noticed. The wind kept on blowing, and he couldn’t do anything about it. He couldn’t…wouldn’t leave his position until he found a clue of what he was looking for.

“What are you doing out here, and in the cold weather? Why don’t you come inside?”

He looked over at his friend, a doctor that he trusted with his life. They had been good friends since they knew each other. He had been in contact with him recently, and that’s why he was there. He appreciated his friend’s concern, but he had a job to do, so he politely declined.

“Thanks, but I’m looking for someone. I will when I find them.”

“You might be able to look better in the morning when it is light outside.”

“Then I have wasted valuable time. The quicker I find this person, the better.”

The doctor didn’t respond, until a few minutes later, when he started to laugh. “You fool! I was told that you were looking for someone, so I found them. I’m holding them here, so you should thank me for saving the miserable creature’s life.”

The man turned around and cracked a smile at the doctor’s jolly nature. He greatly appreciated his work, and the fact that he went out of his way to help him. He walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Good man. I had a feeling that you would.”

“No task given to me is too hard.”

“Then I have another one for you to find. Luckily, it’s around here, a few miles off that way,” he said as he pointed to where he wanted his friend to go. “Don’t let me down.”

He handed him and piece of paper with more information on it. While he examined it, the man walked pat him into the warm house.

“I’ll check up on our little friend. Come back here with the other one.”

The doctor smiled and nodded. Without saying another word, he left and disappeared into the night. He smiled and shut the door behind him, then turned to head to where his helper was. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small sphere, its blood red color mixing in with its black gave the Exsphere an evil presence. He could feel its power as he held it in his hand and wanted to apply it onto himself. However, he didn’t know how much power it had, and if he applied it, it could kill him. That’s why he was going to test it on others who were stronger than him. The good thing was, that since these Exspheres were hand-made, he was able to put a device in it to control the person it was attached to. He loved having power over people, and that’s why he was going to do what he had planned.

He walked into the room where he found his “soon to be” follower sound asleep, or knocked out from the strong medication the doctor gave him before he left. He smiled as he sat down beside his “friend”. He took a hold of the equipped Exsphere and removed it from the body. He quickly applied the new one and sat back down in his chair. He gazed at the small sphere in his hand, then back up at his helper.

“I hope the doctor gave you a lot of that medication. This new change…is going to hurt.”