Flarestone

Typed by M.A. Darkling

Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun.

Authoress' Note: I am feeling really, really, REALLY angsty right now, one of my kittens just died and we buried her. Dad was gonna give the kittens away anyway, so I guess in this way, I keep her, right?





-----"What the hell is going on?"

"Shut up!"-----



Jenna, Jenna c'mon it's me, Sheba. Your friend? C'mon, Felix didn't hit you that hard, did he? Don't die Jenna-chan . . . I'll miss you . . .





-----CRACK!

"How--how could you, dammit?!!"

"It's not my fault! She was asking for it!!"-----





Hey, Starfire wake up! I didn't kill you, right? I couldn't've killed you. You're my sister! Starfire! Get up, we hafta leave! C'mon Jenna . . . I wouldn't hurt you . . .





-----"What's going on here? Alex! Sheba!"

"Mia, Felix hurt Jenna!!"

"WHAT?!"-----



JENNA!! Remember me?! Garet, it's me Garet, the guy who asked you out? You never answered me! Don't die . . . I'm gonna kill Felix!!! You were going to be mine!





-----"No, Garet don't, please don't--!"

"Ahh!"

"Felix!! Why?"-----



I've never met you, Jenna, but I've heard enough. You were a good person. Not even Ply can heal you now. . . I wish I knew something stronger . . . I'm Mia, by the way . . . Good bye, stranger . . .





-----"Why did you do it, Felix?"

" . . . I didn't! I didn't kill her!"-----





Who were you, Jenna? I heard about you, you know. My name's Ivan, I'm younger than you. Ivan. Can you remember that?





-----". . ."

"You did!"

"NO! I COULDN'T HAVE!!!"

". . . Please be quiet . . ."-----





Jenna. I understood you, you know. I shouldn't've kept silent . . . but that's what I do best, right? Staying silent . . . I owed you Jenna, and I never could pay up. It's not too late yet. I loved you, Starfire. I still do, and will, even if you die right now. Can you hear me?





-----"Isaac . . . what are you doing?"

". . . please be . . ."

"I loved you too, Isaac . . . and I won't stop if you won't . . ."





















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Jenna snarled at him angrily.

"What the hell is going on?" she demanded. Felix's face contorted into anger. Jenna was too young to understand that they had to leave. Why . . .

"Shut up!" he commanded, unable to think. Jenna made to strike her with her staff. In an instant he couldn't remember, Felix drew his sword and swung it to Jenna's abdomen.

CRACK! Jenna's skull hit the alabastor floor. Felix had not intended any harm. He had hit her with the flat of his blade, with enough force to knock the wind out of her . . .

. . . But unlike Alex or Sheba, who instinctively knew how to fall properly, she had collapsed.

Her world was that of pain. She heard voices, familiar and unfamiliar. Footsteps.

"How could you, dammit!" Sheba teared. Her voice was that of betrayal.

"It's not my fault! She was asking for it!" Felix's voice resounded, disbelieving. Alex stood back, frightened for once.

"What's going on here?! Alex, Sheba!!" yelped Mia, laying eyes on the scene. Isaac's group had just arrived.

"Mia, Felix hurt Jenna!"

"WHAT?!!" Garet roared,drawing his sword. He ploughed into Felix. Sheba threw herself into the path.

"No, Garet please don't--!!" exclaimed Mia.

"Ahh!" she screeched. Sheba was dead, dying. The sword's point had driven into her heart's cage.

"Felix!! Why?" she cried out with her last ounce of breath. "Why did you do it?"

". . . I didn't. I didn't kill her!" I didn't kill them, he recited in his mind. Felix's sword clattered to the ground.

". . ." Isaac didn't speak.

"You did!" said Alex, for once.

"NO! I COULDN'T HAVE!!!" Felix raged.

". . . please be quiet . . ."

Isaac was kneeling at Jenna's side, holding her hand gently. He was whispering and her eyes were cracked open.

"Isaac. . . what are you doing?" Ivan asked him.

" . . . please be . . ." he whispered, but Jenna started to speak softly.

"I loved you too, Isaac . . . and I won't stop, if you won't . . ." the ends of her mouth curved.

Isaac released her hand and dug through his knapsack. He pulled out a tiny, reddish yellow stone on a chain.

"I kept it, y'know . . ."