Corporate Interests
Legal Stuff: I don't own Golden Sun. If I did, I'd be rich.
This is my first fanfic. So if it's crappy then you know why.
Prologue
The two duelists circled each other in the glade, watching each other intensely as they sought an opening in each other's defenses. Elemental power, pure manifestations of earth and fire energy, writhed sinuously around their slender bastard swords and hands, even reaching out into the space between them. Suddenly, one of the duelists, the one earth energy was emanating from, darted forward, his sword aimed for his opponents throat, but his opponent blocked the thrust well before it reached her and counterattacked with a downward slanting slash from upper left to right that the Venus adept dodged just in time to keep the psyenergy imbued sword from taking out his throat. The two adepts struck and counter struck, Venus and Mars adepts weaving in a deadly dance that astounded their audience, a group of 14 earth and fire elementals known as djinni.
The Mars adept ducked and skittered to her right, her hands moving in a blur as she picked off her opponent's blows and tried to slip her own through his incredible defenses. Upper left down, lower right left, thrust, upper left down, and back and forth as they repeated the sequence over and over again. She enjoyed these sessions, the Mars adept thought, brilliant auburn hair flowing as she ducked and dodged to move herself into position to land a victorious blow. Suddenly, the Mars adept felt herself being wrenched off of her feet as her Venus aligned sparring partner slipped past her sword and tripped her up. Knowing she had lost, the Mars adept saw an opportunity to bring the match up to a draw, and took it.
Isaac grinned down at his defeated friend through the cheers of the thoroughly awed djinni, both Mars and Venus, saying, "Damn, Jenna, you must be really off your game today. I never beat you this easily before." The Venus adept stood over his fiery friend, a telekinetically dulled sword at her throat. Jenna, flat on the ground, tucked a loose strand of brilliant auburn hair behind her ear and smiled back. "Looks like you're a little off too, Isaac," Jenna tapped her own sword against the inside of her friend's thigh, where she had slipped it just as she fell. "Ouch," she smirked, "that would've hurt, I think. Better watch out closer next time." The two laughed, dispelled the protective enchantments they had placed on themselves and their equipment, and started the long walk back home.
The road between the dueling glade and New Vale was calm and peaceful, lined on both sides by leafy trees of all sorts. Isaac and Jenna walked side by side, bantering and laughing at each other as they enjoyed each other's company. It was, they thought, a truly beautiful day.
It was not to last.
That be it. If anyone's reading this, please review. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Both, not either.