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Mr. Jupiter: No, I didn't die. I'm still VERY alive. I just took an... Extended leave of absence! Er, anyway, this is the pilot to my new story. If it's met with good reviews, then it shall live on! If no one likes it, then it'll go bye bye and I'll try something new. Anyhow, here is the world premier of...
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Chapter 1: Crouching Issac, Ticked Off Kraden
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'Twas a nice day in the town of Vault, which had swelled in size since Vale was destroyed. The Ex-Valeans were far too lazy to rebuild their beloved town, so they stayed in Vault to mooch off of it's all too generous citizens.
Issac, the well known hero of Golden Sun, was playing catch with the well known hero of Golden Sun II, Felix. For whatever reason, neither of these young men talked more than in punctuation whilst they were main characters. As soon as Issac wasn't a leader, he started talking ALMOST as much as Kraden. Felix talked while he was the antagonist in GS the first, but as soon as GS the second hit, he shut up, but good.
Anyway, like I was saying, the two friends were playing catch. And the owner of the Vault in was swearing loudly at them. Why? Because they were playing catch in their hotel room.
"YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE-" the Inn's manager said loudly, his face red. "I OUGHT TO KICK YOU OUT!!"
"Relax, Larry! We didn't mean to break it." Felix said, as if there was no unpleasantness present. "It's just a little trinket! Lighten up!"
"That 'little trinket' was a gift from my great great grandfather! IT'S WORTH MORE THAN BOTH OF YOUR LIVES PUT TOGETHER!!!" the manger said, spitting all over the rug as he did so.
"I don't think so!" said Issac. "We're effing HEROES!!! We're worth ten times as much as some little trinket! A hundred times! A MILLION TIMES!!"
"Calm down, Issac." said Felix. "I bet Larry just stayed up to late last night. We'll just go outside until he chills out."
"Good idea." said Issac. "See ya later, Larry!" the manager picked up the golden urn the heroes had broken. He clutched it tightly in his fist.
"My name is Phil." he said after them.
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"Ooh, look!" said Issac. "It's Kraden! It looks like he's coming home from the market."
"Heh heh heh..." Felix laughed evily. "I'm cravin' some mischief. Aren't you?"
"Indeed..." Issac said, rubbing his palms together. He found a fairly large crate. He crouched behind it, and motioned for Felix to do the same. They both waited in silence for Kraden the Old to reach them. When he did... Well...
"YAHHH!!!" Issac yelled, leaping out from behind the crate. As he flew through the air, all seemed to move in slow motion. For whatever reason, this happened when he was excited. He saw things in slow-mo. He called it his "Issac Sense." Anyway...
"WHOA!!!" Kraden said, as Issac grabbed one of the bags he was carrying. He dropped the other one with a loud crash.
"Ha ha!" Issac said, landing his dive with a perfect foreward roll. He looked in the bag he had snatched from Kraden. "What's in the bag?"
"Herbs. NOW GIVE IT BACK!!" Kraden said, making a vain attempt to snatch the brown paper bag from Issac.
"What was in the other bag, you know, before I broke it?" Issac asked.
"Jars of medicine! I need them, seeing as how I work at the sanctum now!" Kraden explained, not keeping the anger and annoyance from his voice.
"You work at the sanctum?" Felix asked from his hiding place behind the crate.
"Yeah, only for the last THREE MONTHS!!" Kraden said, grabbing his bag from Issac and stomping off in a fury.
"Well, it would seem we ticked off Kraden the Old." Issac said with a grin. "I consider this day seized!"
"Tomorrow we shall tick off Garet the Dumb, or maybe Jenna the Mouthy!" Felix said with a laugh.
"We have such creative nicknames for our friends." Issac remarked.
"Indeed we do. Anyways, what shall we do next?"
"I decree we go for a swim, chap."
"I second that motion!" Felix said. The two walked toward the river with a laugh.
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Mr. Jupiter: Well, how was it? Remember, your reviews seal the fate of this little story. The future chapters will be longer, just so you know. This was just a pilot. Hope to hear from you!
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Mr. Jupiter: No, I didn't die. I'm still VERY alive. I just took an... Extended leave of absence! Er, anyway, this is the pilot to my new story. If it's met with good reviews, then it shall live on! If no one likes it, then it'll go bye bye and I'll try something new. Anyhow, here is the world premier of...
- - - WHERE THE QUEST TAKES US - - -
Chapter 1: Crouching Issac, Ticked Off Kraden
¥¥¥ ¥¥¥ ¥¥¥ ¥¥¥
'Twas a nice day in the town of Vault, which had swelled in size since Vale was destroyed. The Ex-Valeans were far too lazy to rebuild their beloved town, so they stayed in Vault to mooch off of it's all too generous citizens.
Issac, the well known hero of Golden Sun, was playing catch with the well known hero of Golden Sun II, Felix. For whatever reason, neither of these young men talked more than in punctuation whilst they were main characters. As soon as Issac wasn't a leader, he started talking ALMOST as much as Kraden. Felix talked while he was the antagonist in GS the first, but as soon as GS the second hit, he shut up, but good.
Anyway, like I was saying, the two friends were playing catch. And the owner of the Vault in was swearing loudly at them. Why? Because they were playing catch in their hotel room.
"YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE-" the Inn's manager said loudly, his face red. "I OUGHT TO KICK YOU OUT!!"
"Relax, Larry! We didn't mean to break it." Felix said, as if there was no unpleasantness present. "It's just a little trinket! Lighten up!"
"That 'little trinket' was a gift from my great great grandfather! IT'S WORTH MORE THAN BOTH OF YOUR LIVES PUT TOGETHER!!!" the manger said, spitting all over the rug as he did so.
"I don't think so!" said Issac. "We're effing HEROES!!! We're worth ten times as much as some little trinket! A hundred times! A MILLION TIMES!!"
"Calm down, Issac." said Felix. "I bet Larry just stayed up to late last night. We'll just go outside until he chills out."
"Good idea." said Issac. "See ya later, Larry!" the manager picked up the golden urn the heroes had broken. He clutched it tightly in his fist.
"My name is Phil." he said after them.
*** *** *** ***
"Ooh, look!" said Issac. "It's Kraden! It looks like he's coming home from the market."
"Heh heh heh..." Felix laughed evily. "I'm cravin' some mischief. Aren't you?"
"Indeed..." Issac said, rubbing his palms together. He found a fairly large crate. He crouched behind it, and motioned for Felix to do the same. They both waited in silence for Kraden the Old to reach them. When he did... Well...
"YAHHH!!!" Issac yelled, leaping out from behind the crate. As he flew through the air, all seemed to move in slow motion. For whatever reason, this happened when he was excited. He saw things in slow-mo. He called it his "Issac Sense." Anyway...
"WHOA!!!" Kraden said, as Issac grabbed one of the bags he was carrying. He dropped the other one with a loud crash.
"Ha ha!" Issac said, landing his dive with a perfect foreward roll. He looked in the bag he had snatched from Kraden. "What's in the bag?"
"Herbs. NOW GIVE IT BACK!!" Kraden said, making a vain attempt to snatch the brown paper bag from Issac.
"What was in the other bag, you know, before I broke it?" Issac asked.
"Jars of medicine! I need them, seeing as how I work at the sanctum now!" Kraden explained, not keeping the anger and annoyance from his voice.
"You work at the sanctum?" Felix asked from his hiding place behind the crate.
"Yeah, only for the last THREE MONTHS!!" Kraden said, grabbing his bag from Issac and stomping off in a fury.
"Well, it would seem we ticked off Kraden the Old." Issac said with a grin. "I consider this day seized!"
"Tomorrow we shall tick off Garet the Dumb, or maybe Jenna the Mouthy!" Felix said with a laugh.
"We have such creative nicknames for our friends." Issac remarked.
"Indeed we do. Anyways, what shall we do next?"
"I decree we go for a swim, chap."
"I second that motion!" Felix said. The two walked toward the river with a laugh.
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Mr. Jupiter: Well, how was it? Remember, your reviews seal the fate of this little story. The future chapters will be longer, just so you know. This was just a pilot. Hope to hear from you!