Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun.
Okay, I didn't want to start another story until I got another finished, but this Idea has been bugging me FOREVER!!! So, might as well put it up and see if anyone would like it.
Couplings (they're weird I know, but I don't like sticking to the same ones over and over again): Picard/Mia, Isaac/Fezhi, Garet/Jenna, Sheba/Ivan.
And yes, Hamma and Fezhi are in this. ^_^ They totally deserve it. They need to be in more fanfics. At least that's what I think. This part might be a little confusing, but things will get sorted out hopefully in the next chapter.
Enjoy!
Enmity Truth
Prologue
The wind swept around him, biting his skin. His own kin had never seemed so cold. The hair on his arms and the back of his neck seemed to raise as something seemed to fade into the hazy hills above. The air smelt of smoke, making it harder and harder for him to breathe. He had never felt so weak and alone. Where were his friends?
"Picard! Mia! Isaac! Garet, Jenna, Felix! Fezhi? Where are you?" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "Sheba! Sheba where are you!?"
Someone appeared at the top of the hill. He could recognize her anywhere. Her gold hair and soft pale face. He began running up the hill, his breath heavy. He was weaker than he had thought. He looked up and saw his friend not far from his reach.
"Sheba! Where is everyone?" he asked. She did not reply. In her hand was a shining red sword, bolts up lightening jumping along it's edge. It was thick, and he couldn't help but wonder how she held it. Never before had he seen her with a blade, not even himself could carry it. But what startled him most was her eyes. They seemed like dark pools of abyss, filled with anger and hate. She stared at him with loathing. "Sheba? What's wrong?" he asked, seeing her detest.
"You've betrayed me," she whispered, the words seemed to echo on the empty hills. The bolts jumped on her sword, her voice filled with wrath, like a deepening growl.
"What? How have I betrayed you?" He tried to see beyond her deadly stare. Something glimmered behind her, as he saw the figures fallen upon the ground. He knew them, they were his friends laying in blood. "Sheba?" He gasped. "What have you done? Why?"
Suddenly, her eyes began to glow and her hair raised as wind swept around them. The air itself seemed to wrap around him like chords. He choked, as he fell to the ground and as he looked up, he saw the army standing beside her.
Their eyes were black and cold. Within their hands were scythes, sparks emanating from them. Their entire being seemed to be made of hate, anger, despair, loneliness, things that no person could bear. They were like walking bolts of lightening, with arms, legs, and body. And even though they were shining brightly, it felt to him as though they were the darkest shadows, and Sheba herself being the blackest of all of them.
The winds held him tight as he struggled to get away, eyes wide in horror. "Sheba!" he cried as the monsters began surrounding him, raising their blades. "Sheba! It's me Ivan! Don't do this!"
"I've been waiting for this moment for a very long time," she grinned raising her own sword. Ivan had to look away, unable to look at her shadow.
"Why? Why are you doing this?!"
"Because this is what I am. This is what I was created for. This is the way I am meant to be!"
All the swords raised in unison, and Ivan cried out as they all came crashing down onto him. . .
"SHEBA!!!"
* * *
Misty: Oh, my! Ivan! You killed him!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe not.
Misty: Sheba's evil!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe not.
Misty: You're evil!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe not.
Misty: you're dead!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe-
Misty: No! You are dead!
Orchid: eep! Reviews are nice!
Okay, I didn't want to start another story until I got another finished, but this Idea has been bugging me FOREVER!!! So, might as well put it up and see if anyone would like it.
Couplings (they're weird I know, but I don't like sticking to the same ones over and over again): Picard/Mia, Isaac/Fezhi, Garet/Jenna, Sheba/Ivan.
And yes, Hamma and Fezhi are in this. ^_^ They totally deserve it. They need to be in more fanfics. At least that's what I think. This part might be a little confusing, but things will get sorted out hopefully in the next chapter.
Enjoy!
Enmity Truth
Prologue
The wind swept around him, biting his skin. His own kin had never seemed so cold. The hair on his arms and the back of his neck seemed to raise as something seemed to fade into the hazy hills above. The air smelt of smoke, making it harder and harder for him to breathe. He had never felt so weak and alone. Where were his friends?
"Picard! Mia! Isaac! Garet, Jenna, Felix! Fezhi? Where are you?" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "Sheba! Sheba where are you!?"
Someone appeared at the top of the hill. He could recognize her anywhere. Her gold hair and soft pale face. He began running up the hill, his breath heavy. He was weaker than he had thought. He looked up and saw his friend not far from his reach.
"Sheba! Where is everyone?" he asked. She did not reply. In her hand was a shining red sword, bolts up lightening jumping along it's edge. It was thick, and he couldn't help but wonder how she held it. Never before had he seen her with a blade, not even himself could carry it. But what startled him most was her eyes. They seemed like dark pools of abyss, filled with anger and hate. She stared at him with loathing. "Sheba? What's wrong?" he asked, seeing her detest.
"You've betrayed me," she whispered, the words seemed to echo on the empty hills. The bolts jumped on her sword, her voice filled with wrath, like a deepening growl.
"What? How have I betrayed you?" He tried to see beyond her deadly stare. Something glimmered behind her, as he saw the figures fallen upon the ground. He knew them, they were his friends laying in blood. "Sheba?" He gasped. "What have you done? Why?"
Suddenly, her eyes began to glow and her hair raised as wind swept around them. The air itself seemed to wrap around him like chords. He choked, as he fell to the ground and as he looked up, he saw the army standing beside her.
Their eyes were black and cold. Within their hands were scythes, sparks emanating from them. Their entire being seemed to be made of hate, anger, despair, loneliness, things that no person could bear. They were like walking bolts of lightening, with arms, legs, and body. And even though they were shining brightly, it felt to him as though they were the darkest shadows, and Sheba herself being the blackest of all of them.
The winds held him tight as he struggled to get away, eyes wide in horror. "Sheba!" he cried as the monsters began surrounding him, raising their blades. "Sheba! It's me Ivan! Don't do this!"
"I've been waiting for this moment for a very long time," she grinned raising her own sword. Ivan had to look away, unable to look at her shadow.
"Why? Why are you doing this?!"
"Because this is what I am. This is what I was created for. This is the way I am meant to be!"
All the swords raised in unison, and Ivan cried out as they all came crashing down onto him. . .
"SHEBA!!!"
* * *
Misty: Oh, my! Ivan! You killed him!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe not.
Misty: Sheba's evil!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe not.
Misty: You're evil!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe not.
Misty: you're dead!
Orchid: Maybe, maybe-
Misty: No! You are dead!
Orchid: eep! Reviews are nice!