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So.....I got bored and read a series of shorts called "Tales of Alrest" by Gyaradosmaster over at FFN. And I felt motivated to do something similar. As this will be based off of Xenoblade Chronicles 2, expect spoilers. Haven't played it yet, stop reading this and come back when you have. Anyway, here's Alrest Shorts. These won't be in any order, by the way.

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Temperantia. All Rex knew was there was the threat of an impending war between the Urayan and Mor Ardanian Empires. And Temperantia was a demilitarized zone owned by both sides. And somebody had the nerve to start fighting over there. Suspecting the terroristic Torna causing the escalating mess, Rex and his newfound friends had accompanied Special Inquisitor Mórag to stop the fighting before it got out of hand.

Having taken a ship on it's way to the jointly owned titan, the brunet salvager looked into the horizon, as he felt the warmth of the setting sun slowly vanish. He could only think of Torna, thanks to them his life was now connected to a duo of women where either of their deaths would kill the three of them. The Aegis as they were called, Torna wants their power to unleash destruction upon the world. Thanks to them, he lost someone he saw as a father. And lastly, they were going to create a war that would cause many casualties.

"Hey, chum." Rex heard from behind him. He turned around slightly, the mighty Zekenator as he called himself stood by the railing. "So which do you prefer, Pyra or Mythra?" That came out of nowhere!

"Uh, Zeke?" Rex asked, now turning his full attention to the crown prince of Tantal. "You can't just go around asking someone that?"

Grinning, the walking case of bad luck replied, "I suppose. I was just curious."

"Well, they're technically the same person, so I've just thought of them equally."

"Really? Mythra's jolly but intense, and Pyra's...........mellow." Zeke argued. "Even if they're the same person, they still have two separate personalities."

Sighing, Rex replied, his golden eyes locked onto Zeke "Okay, you're right on that. Pyra's a sweetheart; she's near perfection, and yet......" he couldn't believe he was saying any of this. "....I feel that we're better off as friends."

"Yet you still care for her?"

"Of course....now, Mythra. You need more than intense to describe her. She's violent, aggressive, always ridiculing me for messing up....and yet, she's always honest. I know by those eyes of hers she doesn't mean everything she says. I kind of hope I can just have a conversation with both Pyra and Mythra, and-"

"Ahem!" A feminine voice called out, interrupting Rex, and he froze when he looked past Zeke. The ivory clothed Mythra stood not too far from the both of them, a look of annoyance on her face. Rex was terrified, how long was she standing there? How much did she hear? His heart-rate seemed to have jumped from 90 to 9,000. He hadn't been this fearful of her since Argentum, when she sleepwalked into the men's room and Rex found her basically on top of him.

"I'llseeyoulaterZeke!" Rex exclaimed, to shocked to speak straight as he turned around and vaulted off of the railing. Pointing his arm at the ship as he did so, he hooked his grappling anchor to the side, landing on the floor below. Conveniently, the room he was using was right there but before he could touch the floor, he felt a force grab the line to his anchor and start pulling him up. He could tell it was Mythra, she was strong, but dang! Lucky him, he pushed a button on his wrist and the grappling anchor detached.

One rough landing of the floor later, and Rex was back on his feet. His only thought, get in his room, lock all of the doors, and go to sleep. His heart was already feeling weird, and the sight of an angry Mythra didn't help either.

***

Mythra's grip on the railing as she saw Rex's disconnected anchor set either grew soft, or the metal of the railing was growing soft from her literally squeezing it like putty in anger. She knew exactly where he was going, so she was just about to leave when Zeke had the nerve to ask "How long were you standing there?"

Sighing under her breath, the youthful looking blonde replied "Oh, I just happened to walk in as soon as you were asking whether Rex preferred me or Pyra!"

"I was just curious about his love..."

"Rex doesn't have a love life! And besides, he's too young to have one!" Mythra replied before storming off, vanishing in a literal flash. She was the only existing light wielding blade, there was no way Rex was ever going to outrun her.

***

Slamming his door shut, Rex panted profusely, and attempted to calm himself, his heart ready to burst from how hard it was pounding. He was too tired to talk, as he frantically locked his room and turned towards his bed, hoping to get some rest. But right as soon as he turned around, Mythra stood right behind him, at least four maybe five feet away from him. He knew she was fast, but how was the only question on his mind, as his world suddenly blackened from the sight of her, and he felt all control of his body vanish.

***

Quickly catching Rex as he passed out from shock, Mythra couldn't help but facepalm. The driver of the Aegis, strongest driver in all of Alrest, always ready to protect his friends. And here he is in her arms, unconscious like he saw a ghost. "Did you just make him pass out?" She heard in her head, none other than her "sister", Pyra. Reluctantly cradling the young Salvager, she carried him onto the bed, getting him comfy and all. Holding Rex in her arms, Mythra couldn't help but note how...muscular the boy was. Sure, he had yet to reach his growth spurt, but the fighting and the walking seemed to have been good for him....

"Uh, Alrest to Mythra?" Pyra asked.

"I heard you the first time! I wasn't trying to.....I just overheard him and Zeke talking, and I wanted to throw my two cents in. I wasn't expecting him to run off like that, apparently terrified of me." Mythra responded, prying her hands away from the sleeping Rex, as she propped herself onto a couch. She didn't like the idea of being too close.

"To be fair, you tore him apart during Vandham's funeral, although I wish I told them about you sooner." Pyra replied, sifting through her sister's memories. "You gave me a screaming headache after you threw some junk at him and called him a perv..."

"He deserved it. He was staring at my breasts the whole time!" Mythra tried to justify. Sighing, she continued as she looked down at herself, putting a hand on her chest "Although I am amused that he'd be more interested in these as opposed to my legs.......that's not funny!"

Giggling, Pyra continued "Should I mention Mor Ardain? Where you smacked him so hard that I'm amazed you didn't break his jaw?"

Balling her hands into a fist, Mythra sighed before relaxing her hands. "You win this round, Pyra. But you know that I don't want him getting too attached to us."

"Oh, I know that." The red head replied. "I just can't help think of when I talked to his aunt, how I told her that Rex might be better off without us. And then Brighid telling me not to leave Rex in the dark.......what if she overheard our conversation and tells Rex before we get the chance?"

The Aegis blonde clenched her teeth before accepting reality. "We can't tell him the whole truth, but....I think I know what to tell him." Getting off the chair, Mythra scooted herself onto the bed, positioning herself next to Rex, and placed his head onto her lap. The boy seemed co cute and harmless in his sleep, and she couldn't help playing with his hair until he woke up.

***

The feeling of fingers in his hair was a good motivator to wake Rex up. It didn't feel that bad, he assumed until his vision grew clearer and clearer. He thought he was in Pyra's lap, but he knew her legs weren't exposed. Seeing the bare legs, only one person would be comfortable leaving her legs exposed like that. Realizing how close he was to Mythra, he slowly got off her lap, asking "H-h-how l-long was I out? And why are you in my room?"

"Oh, I'd say a good hour." Mythra responded, staying in place while Rex looked for an escape option. Smirking, she continued "Also, I want to talk to you Rex. Didn't you say that you wanted to get to know ME better?"

"I did, but I accepted that you and Pyra are the same person." He wasn't wrong on that.

"Did either of us tell you why we want to go to Elysium?" The golden eye blonde asked him.

Accepting that he was locked in the bedroom with Mythra, Rex had replied "Now that I think about it, I don't seem to recall. I just know that you and Pyra, well specifically you were born there. And you wanted to go home."

He couldn't know the whole story, but the Aegis sisters could at least tell him this. "That's part of it." She explained. "We also want to speak to Father, make peace with him, and ask for forgiveness for our actions, between the destruction of the three titans, creating Pyra as a substitute to handle my responsibilities...."

Smiling sadly, Rex only had one response. "That's all I need to hear."

"Really?"

"Yep. And as your Driver, I'll make sure you two reach your goal." Noticing Mythra blushing, the brunet was quick to look away, as he propped himself onto a loveseat, taking it as his bed, leaving the main bed for Mythra. He was out like a lightbulb, probably the amount of panic he set off had helped him sleep fast.

Wanting him to be comfortable, Mythra had picked him up again, placing him in the bed, and positioned herself right next to him. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean last time, you gave him an anxiety attack!" Pyra asked, a tone of concern in her voice.

Smiling, the blonde in white replied "Oh, I'm not going to cuddle with him." A brief flash of light, and the scarlet clad Pyra was right next to Rex. "You're going to cuddle with him. Don't have too much fun!" And like that, Mythra had signed out. Shrugging, the red head threw an arm around Rex, and was taken aback when he started to cling to her. She knew men were attracted to warmth, but it still surprised her to see him grab her like that. Shrugging her shoulders, Pyra nuzzled Rex's head before embracing the darkness of the night.