MercuryAdept: Hi everyone! It's me, MercuryAdept here, Mercury for short. I know I should be updating my other fics, but I just felt like writing this. Please don't kill me!!!
Blitz: You wish. Spark Plasma!
Mercury: [fried] Owie… ::uses author powers to heal herself:: Okay… hope you like this…
Sleet: MercuryAdept does not own any part of Golden Sun at all. Camelot and Nintendo do. Anyway, she isn't that smart.
Granite: Yep, and don't say we didn't warn you, but this has TLA spoilers!
Mercury: So don't flame me about that!
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Chapter 1- Another Chance?
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As he lay at the peak of the sinking mountain, memories from his past came flooding back to him. Closing his blue-green eyes, it was as though the memories had only just happened…
Mia gaped in surprise at the flower in Alex's hand. "Alex! Where did you find this?"
Alex smiled. "Somewhere."
"But flowers don't usually grow here in Imil! And because of their rarity, those at the florist's cost a bomb!" Mia went on.
" Anything's worth the cost for you, Mia," Alex replied, the smile still on his face.
Mia blushed. "Oh Alex!" She took the flower from his hand and beamed widely at him.
I'll never be able to see her sweet smile or angelic face again, Alex thought, as Mt. Aleph sank lower and lower towards the ground. He opened his eyes and it seemed as though the trees were growing at an alarming rate. Alex closed his eyes again and prepared himself for death.
Minutes later, the mountain stopped sinking. Alex opened his eyes but there was nothing but the suffocating darkness. It was only then he felt the fatigue from climbing Mt. Aleph. Sleep engulfed him and he drifted off to sleep as he also thought, Well… I'll die of suffocation anyway…
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"Alex! Alex of Imil! Answer me!" boomed a loud yet familiar voice.
The blue-haired man opened his eyes slowly. All he saw was a never-ending source of blinding white light and something opaque floating… something round… As the answer dawned on him who it was, the loud voice echoed throughout the place again.
"Alex of Imil! Do you know the countless sins you have committed and many lives lost because of your ambition? Yet in all your efforts to obtain Alchemy's power, you are rendered helpless by a simple stun spell; as harmless as a normal human."
Alex clenched his fists and struggled to control his anger. "… Yes…"
"Do you realize your mistakes?"
"Yes… I hope you'll give me another chance, Wise One! I…"
"Yes?"
"…I just want to see Mia again…"
The Wise One paused. "Mia of Imil? I know that you love her, but she disgusts you. And…" Rings of Psynergy began to flow through the Wise One. "I foresee that she will marry young Isaac of Vale soon." The large eye kept its gaze on the Mercury Adept, whose temper was amounting at an alarming rate on hearing the Venus Adept's name.
"But still, I want to see Mia again…" Alex insisted.
The Wise One seemed to think it over. Alex waited hopefully yet apprehensively for a positive answer. After a few minutes, the Wise One gave his answer.
"Well, all right, but you will have to give up your powers, Alex."
Alex hesitated. Would he give up Alchemy's powers for the sake of seeing Mia again? That was a hard choice. On the other hand, he could not be omnipotent in the 'other world'…
"Will I still be an Adept?" Alex queried.
"Yes. But only an ordinary Mercury Adept," replied the Wise One.
"…Okay."
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Mercury: ::listening to music and doing homework at the same time::
Blitz: MercuryAdept!!! ::throws English book at her::
Mercury: OW!!! ::rubs head:: What was that for?!
Sleet: She wants you to start writing the second chapter now.
Granite: This chapter was too short!
Blitz + Sleet: YEAH!
Blitz: Write now or else…
Mercury: Or else what?
Blitz: Hmm, you could:
1.Get fried by another Spark Plasma, or
2.Get sent to hospital because of some future severe injuries that are going to occur very soon.
Granite: So?
Mercury: Uh… I'll write the next chapter now…
Blitz + Granite + Sleet: Good! ^____^
Sleet: And to you readers out there, review or the three of us won't bother to threaten her with bodily harm to continue writing.
Granite: Oh, and no mudshipping yet.
PLEASE REVIEW!