Well, this is my second Golden Sun fic... This one, however, doesn't exactly
follow the storyline of the original Golden Sun...
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The War of the Elements
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Prologue
"So this is the kid, then?" A brown haired man said softly, looking down at a young toddler lying in his cradle. The boy was sleeping, his golden hair a little rustled. The other young man in the room nodded. Aquamarine hair framed his face, and his skin was a ghostly pale blue.
"Come on, let's just take His Highness and go, Hsu. Someone might come in any minute," he said. Hsu lifted the boy out.
"Seriously, you'd think they'd have tighter security around here with a 3- year-old prince. But no, just two guards and a nanny!" Out of the corner of his eye, Hsu smiled at an unconscious lady on the floor. Voices came from outside.
"Carlos? Carlos! Speak to me! Charles!"
"Bullshit! Come on, Saturos!" Hsu called, running to the open window. Saturos dropped a tiny piece of paper into the wooden cradle and rushed to the window as well. The door burst open. A blond lady dashed forward as if ghosts were after her. But Saturos was already gone.
"No!!!"
The other man that came in with her had a look of horror on his face. His hand reached into the cradle and grabbed the piece of paper.
"Dora... Look at this," he said quietly. Sobbing, the blond walked over. There was only a picture on the piece of paper.
It was the royal sign of Contigo.
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Chapter 1: The Mission in Kolima
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Sitting on a branch of the tallest tree in the garden, Isaac yawned. Being eighteen, skilled in psynergy, good-looking and a trusted member of Saturos' team of fighters made the guy an ideal soulmate for any girl. Or so the girls thought. Isaac did not care about stuff like that, but when he was not escaping from a group of fans it could be really boring.
"Isaac!" A loud, clear voice rang out from the other side of the garden. Isaac sighed. He knew that voice. The red-headed and hot-headed sister of the princess.
Sure enough, the young woman stomped over. "Isaac! Get your sorry butt down here at once!"
"Yes, princess," Isaac grinned as he leapt skillfully down; he knew Karst hated that title. She glowered at him.
"Saturos wants you," she said. "And not in the sick kind of way."
Isaac followed Karst into the large palace of Prox. Satruos was waiting in the hall with Menardi, the elder sister of Karst.
"Well, here you are at last," Saturos said, frowning. He hated people to be late. "Listen carefully, Isaac, we have a new mission for you."
"What now?" Isaac wondered why Saturos' other fighters were not present.
"Go to Kolima and learn their battle tactics," Menardi said. Isaac frowned.
"That's all? Be a spy?"
"It's not that simple!" Saturos snapped. "You also have to try and assasinate the King, if possible. But do not alert the palace. We have not done anything to Kolima yet, don't give them a reason to declare war until the correct time. If the palace is alerted, try not to let anyone see you, and come back here with your report."
"That's why we decided to choose you. You don't panic in the face of danger, and you wield a wicked sword," Menardi explained. Isaac smirked.
"I understand. Wait for my good news, then!" He turned and sped off. Karst snorted.
"What manners! Why can't I go in his place?"
"Karst!" Menardi said reproachfully. "You know yourself that you tend to flare up whenever something happens! It's too risky."
"And besides, Isaac isn't a Mars Adept---even if he gets caught, they'd never guess that he works for Prox," Saturos explained patiently. Karst smiled a little ruefully.
"Okay. Whatever you say."
Menardi raised an eyebrow.
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"I tell you, Kyle, they've gone too far!" The king of Vault roared as he walked up and down. "Another one of my towns has been lit by Prox's adepts!"
King Kyle smiled faintly. "Xyrho, please, calm down. I know Prox has been irritating, but they haven't hurt anyone, have they? Causing some trouble, yes, but they never exactly declared war, did they?"
"No, and that's why VAULT is going to declare war!" Xyrho yelled. "Kyle, will you help me?"
King Kyle sighed. A sad look came to his face. "Vale is already busy enough with the battles against Contigo."
"I see..." Xyrho looked disappointed, then seemed a little curious. "I still don't understand why Vale has been fighting with Contigo for the past 12 years."
Kyle sighed deeply. "15 years ago, my son was kidnapped by Contigo. I talked to them for 3 years, but they denied everything. I cracked after that, and demanded for my son's return in exchange for peace in Contigo. Instead, they retaliated and began to counter our attacks."
"I'm sorry..." Xyrho felt uncomfortable. The unhappy past had been brought up thanks to him.
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"Heh, this is a piece of cake!" Isaac grinned as he picked up the pieces of paper on which Kolima wrote their plans. "Against Contigo... Fighting alongside Vale? Not surprised... both Venus kingdoms..."
He turned to go, but found himself facing a man with light blond hair and a crimson scarf.
"Who are you? What are you doing in here?" he asked. Isaac smiled.
"King Django, are you not?" Without waiting for a reply, he drew his sword and rushed forward. The surprised man countered with a light blade of his own, just before he was slashed by the intruder. "You're good!"
King Django pulled out a small gun(1) and pointed it at the window, where the lens started to glow. Then just as Isaac brought his greatsword down, King Django fired his gun. The beam of golden light shot through the Venus adept's greatsword, destroying it permanently as he rolled away to safety.
"Darn!" Isaac threw away the broken and unrepairable weapon. Grasping the plans tightly, he jumped out of the window and sped off.
"Oh dear... Whatever DID he take?" the king fretted. He stared at the gun in his hand. "And I didn't expect Vault's gift to be so... efficient!"
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(1) Yes, there were guns in oldern days. If there are cannons for the Magma Ball, there can be guns!
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Well, one nice chapter with its prologue... Well, can anyone tell me the games which I took some non-Golden Sun characters from? King Xyrho of Vault, and King Django of Kolima... I guess all gamers should know where King Django came from... Heheh, a gun not powered by psynergy in a Golden Sun fic?
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The War of the Elements
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Prologue
"So this is the kid, then?" A brown haired man said softly, looking down at a young toddler lying in his cradle. The boy was sleeping, his golden hair a little rustled. The other young man in the room nodded. Aquamarine hair framed his face, and his skin was a ghostly pale blue.
"Come on, let's just take His Highness and go, Hsu. Someone might come in any minute," he said. Hsu lifted the boy out.
"Seriously, you'd think they'd have tighter security around here with a 3- year-old prince. But no, just two guards and a nanny!" Out of the corner of his eye, Hsu smiled at an unconscious lady on the floor. Voices came from outside.
"Carlos? Carlos! Speak to me! Charles!"
"Bullshit! Come on, Saturos!" Hsu called, running to the open window. Saturos dropped a tiny piece of paper into the wooden cradle and rushed to the window as well. The door burst open. A blond lady dashed forward as if ghosts were after her. But Saturos was already gone.
"No!!!"
The other man that came in with her had a look of horror on his face. His hand reached into the cradle and grabbed the piece of paper.
"Dora... Look at this," he said quietly. Sobbing, the blond walked over. There was only a picture on the piece of paper.
It was the royal sign of Contigo.
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Chapter 1: The Mission in Kolima
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Sitting on a branch of the tallest tree in the garden, Isaac yawned. Being eighteen, skilled in psynergy, good-looking and a trusted member of Saturos' team of fighters made the guy an ideal soulmate for any girl. Or so the girls thought. Isaac did not care about stuff like that, but when he was not escaping from a group of fans it could be really boring.
"Isaac!" A loud, clear voice rang out from the other side of the garden. Isaac sighed. He knew that voice. The red-headed and hot-headed sister of the princess.
Sure enough, the young woman stomped over. "Isaac! Get your sorry butt down here at once!"
"Yes, princess," Isaac grinned as he leapt skillfully down; he knew Karst hated that title. She glowered at him.
"Saturos wants you," she said. "And not in the sick kind of way."
Isaac followed Karst into the large palace of Prox. Satruos was waiting in the hall with Menardi, the elder sister of Karst.
"Well, here you are at last," Saturos said, frowning. He hated people to be late. "Listen carefully, Isaac, we have a new mission for you."
"What now?" Isaac wondered why Saturos' other fighters were not present.
"Go to Kolima and learn their battle tactics," Menardi said. Isaac frowned.
"That's all? Be a spy?"
"It's not that simple!" Saturos snapped. "You also have to try and assasinate the King, if possible. But do not alert the palace. We have not done anything to Kolima yet, don't give them a reason to declare war until the correct time. If the palace is alerted, try not to let anyone see you, and come back here with your report."
"That's why we decided to choose you. You don't panic in the face of danger, and you wield a wicked sword," Menardi explained. Isaac smirked.
"I understand. Wait for my good news, then!" He turned and sped off. Karst snorted.
"What manners! Why can't I go in his place?"
"Karst!" Menardi said reproachfully. "You know yourself that you tend to flare up whenever something happens! It's too risky."
"And besides, Isaac isn't a Mars Adept---even if he gets caught, they'd never guess that he works for Prox," Saturos explained patiently. Karst smiled a little ruefully.
"Okay. Whatever you say."
Menardi raised an eyebrow.
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"I tell you, Kyle, they've gone too far!" The king of Vault roared as he walked up and down. "Another one of my towns has been lit by Prox's adepts!"
King Kyle smiled faintly. "Xyrho, please, calm down. I know Prox has been irritating, but they haven't hurt anyone, have they? Causing some trouble, yes, but they never exactly declared war, did they?"
"No, and that's why VAULT is going to declare war!" Xyrho yelled. "Kyle, will you help me?"
King Kyle sighed. A sad look came to his face. "Vale is already busy enough with the battles against Contigo."
"I see..." Xyrho looked disappointed, then seemed a little curious. "I still don't understand why Vale has been fighting with Contigo for the past 12 years."
Kyle sighed deeply. "15 years ago, my son was kidnapped by Contigo. I talked to them for 3 years, but they denied everything. I cracked after that, and demanded for my son's return in exchange for peace in Contigo. Instead, they retaliated and began to counter our attacks."
"I'm sorry..." Xyrho felt uncomfortable. The unhappy past had been brought up thanks to him.
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"Heh, this is a piece of cake!" Isaac grinned as he picked up the pieces of paper on which Kolima wrote their plans. "Against Contigo... Fighting alongside Vale? Not surprised... both Venus kingdoms..."
He turned to go, but found himself facing a man with light blond hair and a crimson scarf.
"Who are you? What are you doing in here?" he asked. Isaac smiled.
"King Django, are you not?" Without waiting for a reply, he drew his sword and rushed forward. The surprised man countered with a light blade of his own, just before he was slashed by the intruder. "You're good!"
King Django pulled out a small gun(1) and pointed it at the window, where the lens started to glow. Then just as Isaac brought his greatsword down, King Django fired his gun. The beam of golden light shot through the Venus adept's greatsword, destroying it permanently as he rolled away to safety.
"Darn!" Isaac threw away the broken and unrepairable weapon. Grasping the plans tightly, he jumped out of the window and sped off.
"Oh dear... Whatever DID he take?" the king fretted. He stared at the gun in his hand. "And I didn't expect Vault's gift to be so... efficient!"
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(1) Yes, there were guns in oldern days. If there are cannons for the Magma Ball, there can be guns!
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Well, one nice chapter with its prologue... Well, can anyone tell me the games which I took some non-Golden Sun characters from? King Xyrho of Vault, and King Django of Kolima... I guess all gamers should know where King Django came from... Heheh, a gun not powered by psynergy in a Golden Sun fic?