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Alex: So what? I'll still write. It's good practice. Readers! Please...Read? And Review! If you don't like something, tell me!
Alex: Sour, do the disclaimer.
Sour: Alex doesn't own Golden Sun (too bad... I could be the main character) Now, start with the story! ::Holds up sign that says "less talk more pay!"::
(A/N from the future again) Another revised chapter for your enjoyment. I hope this is more satisfactory than before. And remember, use that red pen! I enjoy constructive criticism. Thank you.)
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Chapter 2- The First Steps of Adventure
"Ready to go?" Ivan asked as he walked into Isaac's room
"Yeah, almost Ivan. I just have to grab my sword and bag..."
"Something is wrong, isn't it Isaac?" Ivan inquired.
"It's just that, I hate to say goodbye to my mother and father again. It has only been half a year since I got home."
"Don't worry, Isaac. You'll see them again," Ivan reassured. Isaac knew Ivan was right. He almost always was.
"Come on, Isaac! Your friends are already here waiting for you," his mother shouted.
"Coming, Mom," Isaac replied. "Let's go, Ivan."
Downstairs, all the Adepts were waiting for Isaac and Ivan. They had swords, staffs, shields, and bags tied to their coats, stuffed with food.
"Isaac, try to take care of yourself," his Mom urged him. "Your father is here to help with some of the work around the house, but we'll miss you."
"Isaac, please come back soon; I'm not sure how much of your mother alone I can handle!"
"Kyle!" Dora said as she elbowed him sharply in the ribs. They both laughed, but it was in a nervous, insincere way.
"Bye Mom, Dad. I'll see you soon." Isaac said with a small, sad smile. He knew that his adventures might take him far away from his family, but he was somewhat resigned to his fate. Jenna and Felix knew the same thing. He hugged his mother and father, then turned to his friends.
"Are we ready?"
"Sure, Isaac," Picard answered.
"So, we're off to Lemuria!" smiled Garet. "The wonderful island of many annoying people..."
"Don't press your luck, Garet," growled Picard, with a look that could freeze molten lava.
They exited Isaac's house, leaving the door open, swinging in the breeze.
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Five minutes out of town, Isaac remembered that he was missing something vital. "My item bag! I forgot it!"
"Don't worry, Isaac. I've got it with me. I saw it on the table on the way out." Mia rummaged through her cloak and pulled out a small leather pouch with a drawstring.
"Thank you, Mia. I don't know what I would do without you," he said simply, taking the bag and stuffing it in his left pocket.
Mia blushed. The group knew she always loved it when he talked with her. Talking, for Isaac at least, was a very special thing. At the beginning of their previous quest, he rarely spoke at all. Now, he was more comfortable with the group, and talked with them more frequently, but even now he didn't speak his thoughts openly.
"So, where did we leave your boat again, Picard?" Garet inquired.
"We docked the boat in a river just outside of Vault."
"It should be a little over half a day's journey from where, at our present pace," Ivan said, quickly assessing the situation.
"That means we'll be traveling at night."
"We have to be on our guard. We could be attacked by anything," Felix cautioned. The group looked around at each other nervously.
"Be that as it may, we must keep moving, or we will never arrive," Kraden quickly put in. "Now, let's be off!"
Trees dotted the large flat plain outside Vale. There were few monsters here, and those that did appear were quickly dispatched by a quick sword strike or a smack on the head from Mia's staff.
The group stopped for a lunch break on a hill in the middle of a grassy plain. Felix and Isaac lay beneath the solitary tree on the hill, savoring the aura of the vegetation around them. Garet and Jenna, preferring the heat, sat out in the sun, talking about cooking techniques. Sheba, Ivan, Kraden, Picard, and Mia were sitting down by a river that ran by the hill.
Suddenly, an ear-shattering scream pierced the air; everyone cringed and desperately tried to cover their ears.
"Where did that come from?" Jenna asked, looking confused.
"I don't know, but I think we better keep a sharp eye out for-"Felix did not get to finish his sentence.
"Goodness, look over in that direction everyone!" Kraden shouted, pointing at the sky across the field.
A swirling vortex made up of what seemed to be black smoke stretched across the sky. A large shape dropped out of the whirlpool, which soon disappeared. The shape had formed into a dragon. Its red scales flashed in the sun. It began speeding toward the hill, swinging its spiked tail violently. It screamed again, a deafening screech that would shatter any piece of glass.
"Look out!" Isaac yelled to the group. The four Adepts on the hill pulled out their weapons, trying to brace themselves for the worst. The dragon loomed closer, its eyes flashing a deep black in the sun.
The group at the bottom of the hill was dumbfounded. They looked up at the group on the hill, knowing there was no way to get up there in time to help their friends.
With a final deafening scream the dragon landed. Isaac immediately and almost intuitively reached back in his mind. He raised his right hand, pointed his palm toward the dragon's face, and yelled, "Flint!" He pushed with all his might, forcing the golden light on his hand into the dragon's face. The creature did not even flinch. It roared at the four on the hill, not noticing the group looking up at it from its feet. The shockwaves sent Isaac, Jenna, Garet and Felix flying down the hill. Sheba, worried for her friends' safety, cast reveal and looked around. She saw that all four of her friends were still alive, although they were unconscious. Sheba broke off the reveal, but suddenly saw a flash of light. She knew what to do.
"Picard, Mia, Ivan, come quickly!" she demanded. The three ran over. The tone in her voice was dire. "Ivan, you know that thing I discussed with you two nights ago?" Her tone was hurried. Ivan nodded, knowing what to do. "Mia, Picard, you've got to hold your arms out and transfer your Psyenergy to me. It'll work, and we don't have much time.
"Are the others alright, Sheba?" Mia inquired rapidly.
"Isaac and the others are fine."
Ivan ran behind Sheba. The other two quickly followed suit.
"Start now!" she yelled. "I hope to Jupiter this works," she added under her breath, closing her eyes.
The three behind her, not sure what to do, looked at each other. Ivan held out his arms, and so Mia and Picard did the same, not sure what the outcome of this would be. Ivan focused his powers, cleared his mind, and tired to focus his Psyenergy into his arms. He could tell it was working, and as he shoved even harder, a purple beam of light arched from his arms to Sheba's back. Picard and Mia, looking slightly stunned, tried to imitate what Ivan was doing.
Sheba felt Ivan's powers flooding into her, and as they did, she received his memories, and his feelings; the anguish he had felt when knocked close to death in the battle with Karst; the embarrassment he had come to accept when he was alone in Vault; and the happiness he had felt when he found out there were others with powers like his. All of his power surged through her, coursing through her veins. She had never felt this kind of vigor. She felt the wind in her face, and knew which direction it was blowing across the country. She could feel a thunderstorm in Contigo, and a tornado ripping through the countryside south of Izumo, hundreds of miles away.
Soon she felt Picard's powers surging through her, with his thoughts in Lemuria as a child ninety years ago. She knew the pain he had felt when he realized he had left Lemuria for good, his anger at being imprisoned, the joy he felt when Felix and the others had set him free, and the shame he felt when his fellow Lemurians rejected him on his trip back. The control of water, something completely new to her, was already somehow under her grasp. In the back of her mind, her Jupiter powers and Mercury powers were merging into something completely different, yet more commanding than the two separated.
Then, Mia's Mercury Psyenergy hit her back. All of Mia's worry, her healing thoughts, and her love were all there, in Sheba; as was her anguish, her betrayal. Her failure to protect the lighthouse, and her loss of Alex's trust were there, mixed with a sense of duty to help her friends. That merged Psyenergy in the back of her mind became more pronounced now. She looked up at her foe and she suddenly realized that she was exuding a faint, white glow.
"Lunar Blast!" she yelled, in a voice no longer hers, but instead one vaguely familiar. It was as if all four of the adepts were speaking at once.
The power, which had been there in the back of her mind, ebbing and flowing as though it had a mind of its own, was now at her command. She channeled it into her right hand, raised it above her head, and brought it down sharply.
Darkness overtook the sky above Sheba. Suddenly, the moon appeared, directly overhead. The dragon flinched at the sight of the orb, roaring at its sorry state. A beam of white light shot down from the sky, and encompassed the dragon.
When the beam disappeared, the dragon was nowhere to be found. The sky began to lighten, and the sun appeared in the horizon, rising quickly to retake the position that was rightfully its.
Sheba dropped to the ground. She felt the cold earth beneath her, and the last thing she remembered before she blacked out was Breath's weak voice in the back of her mind.
'Good job,' Breath said sincerely.
Sheba lost consciousness.
Alex: So what? I'll still write. It's good practice. Readers! Please...Read? And Review! If you don't like something, tell me!
Alex: Sour, do the disclaimer.
Sour: Alex doesn't own Golden Sun (too bad... I could be the main character) Now, start with the story! ::Holds up sign that says "less talk more pay!"::
(A/N from the future again) Another revised chapter for your enjoyment. I hope this is more satisfactory than before. And remember, use that red pen! I enjoy constructive criticism. Thank you.)
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Chapter 2- The First Steps of Adventure
"Ready to go?" Ivan asked as he walked into Isaac's room
"Yeah, almost Ivan. I just have to grab my sword and bag..."
"Something is wrong, isn't it Isaac?" Ivan inquired.
"It's just that, I hate to say goodbye to my mother and father again. It has only been half a year since I got home."
"Don't worry, Isaac. You'll see them again," Ivan reassured. Isaac knew Ivan was right. He almost always was.
"Come on, Isaac! Your friends are already here waiting for you," his mother shouted.
"Coming, Mom," Isaac replied. "Let's go, Ivan."
Downstairs, all the Adepts were waiting for Isaac and Ivan. They had swords, staffs, shields, and bags tied to their coats, stuffed with food.
"Isaac, try to take care of yourself," his Mom urged him. "Your father is here to help with some of the work around the house, but we'll miss you."
"Isaac, please come back soon; I'm not sure how much of your mother alone I can handle!"
"Kyle!" Dora said as she elbowed him sharply in the ribs. They both laughed, but it was in a nervous, insincere way.
"Bye Mom, Dad. I'll see you soon." Isaac said with a small, sad smile. He knew that his adventures might take him far away from his family, but he was somewhat resigned to his fate. Jenna and Felix knew the same thing. He hugged his mother and father, then turned to his friends.
"Are we ready?"
"Sure, Isaac," Picard answered.
"So, we're off to Lemuria!" smiled Garet. "The wonderful island of many annoying people..."
"Don't press your luck, Garet," growled Picard, with a look that could freeze molten lava.
They exited Isaac's house, leaving the door open, swinging in the breeze.
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Five minutes out of town, Isaac remembered that he was missing something vital. "My item bag! I forgot it!"
"Don't worry, Isaac. I've got it with me. I saw it on the table on the way out." Mia rummaged through her cloak and pulled out a small leather pouch with a drawstring.
"Thank you, Mia. I don't know what I would do without you," he said simply, taking the bag and stuffing it in his left pocket.
Mia blushed. The group knew she always loved it when he talked with her. Talking, for Isaac at least, was a very special thing. At the beginning of their previous quest, he rarely spoke at all. Now, he was more comfortable with the group, and talked with them more frequently, but even now he didn't speak his thoughts openly.
"So, where did we leave your boat again, Picard?" Garet inquired.
"We docked the boat in a river just outside of Vault."
"It should be a little over half a day's journey from where, at our present pace," Ivan said, quickly assessing the situation.
"That means we'll be traveling at night."
"We have to be on our guard. We could be attacked by anything," Felix cautioned. The group looked around at each other nervously.
"Be that as it may, we must keep moving, or we will never arrive," Kraden quickly put in. "Now, let's be off!"
Trees dotted the large flat plain outside Vale. There were few monsters here, and those that did appear were quickly dispatched by a quick sword strike or a smack on the head from Mia's staff.
The group stopped for a lunch break on a hill in the middle of a grassy plain. Felix and Isaac lay beneath the solitary tree on the hill, savoring the aura of the vegetation around them. Garet and Jenna, preferring the heat, sat out in the sun, talking about cooking techniques. Sheba, Ivan, Kraden, Picard, and Mia were sitting down by a river that ran by the hill.
Suddenly, an ear-shattering scream pierced the air; everyone cringed and desperately tried to cover their ears.
"Where did that come from?" Jenna asked, looking confused.
"I don't know, but I think we better keep a sharp eye out for-"Felix did not get to finish his sentence.
"Goodness, look over in that direction everyone!" Kraden shouted, pointing at the sky across the field.
A swirling vortex made up of what seemed to be black smoke stretched across the sky. A large shape dropped out of the whirlpool, which soon disappeared. The shape had formed into a dragon. Its red scales flashed in the sun. It began speeding toward the hill, swinging its spiked tail violently. It screamed again, a deafening screech that would shatter any piece of glass.
"Look out!" Isaac yelled to the group. The four Adepts on the hill pulled out their weapons, trying to brace themselves for the worst. The dragon loomed closer, its eyes flashing a deep black in the sun.
The group at the bottom of the hill was dumbfounded. They looked up at the group on the hill, knowing there was no way to get up there in time to help their friends.
With a final deafening scream the dragon landed. Isaac immediately and almost intuitively reached back in his mind. He raised his right hand, pointed his palm toward the dragon's face, and yelled, "Flint!" He pushed with all his might, forcing the golden light on his hand into the dragon's face. The creature did not even flinch. It roared at the four on the hill, not noticing the group looking up at it from its feet. The shockwaves sent Isaac, Jenna, Garet and Felix flying down the hill. Sheba, worried for her friends' safety, cast reveal and looked around. She saw that all four of her friends were still alive, although they were unconscious. Sheba broke off the reveal, but suddenly saw a flash of light. She knew what to do.
"Picard, Mia, Ivan, come quickly!" she demanded. The three ran over. The tone in her voice was dire. "Ivan, you know that thing I discussed with you two nights ago?" Her tone was hurried. Ivan nodded, knowing what to do. "Mia, Picard, you've got to hold your arms out and transfer your Psyenergy to me. It'll work, and we don't have much time.
"Are the others alright, Sheba?" Mia inquired rapidly.
"Isaac and the others are fine."
Ivan ran behind Sheba. The other two quickly followed suit.
"Start now!" she yelled. "I hope to Jupiter this works," she added under her breath, closing her eyes.
The three behind her, not sure what to do, looked at each other. Ivan held out his arms, and so Mia and Picard did the same, not sure what the outcome of this would be. Ivan focused his powers, cleared his mind, and tired to focus his Psyenergy into his arms. He could tell it was working, and as he shoved even harder, a purple beam of light arched from his arms to Sheba's back. Picard and Mia, looking slightly stunned, tried to imitate what Ivan was doing.
Sheba felt Ivan's powers flooding into her, and as they did, she received his memories, and his feelings; the anguish he had felt when knocked close to death in the battle with Karst; the embarrassment he had come to accept when he was alone in Vault; and the happiness he had felt when he found out there were others with powers like his. All of his power surged through her, coursing through her veins. She had never felt this kind of vigor. She felt the wind in her face, and knew which direction it was blowing across the country. She could feel a thunderstorm in Contigo, and a tornado ripping through the countryside south of Izumo, hundreds of miles away.
Soon she felt Picard's powers surging through her, with his thoughts in Lemuria as a child ninety years ago. She knew the pain he had felt when he realized he had left Lemuria for good, his anger at being imprisoned, the joy he felt when Felix and the others had set him free, and the shame he felt when his fellow Lemurians rejected him on his trip back. The control of water, something completely new to her, was already somehow under her grasp. In the back of her mind, her Jupiter powers and Mercury powers were merging into something completely different, yet more commanding than the two separated.
Then, Mia's Mercury Psyenergy hit her back. All of Mia's worry, her healing thoughts, and her love were all there, in Sheba; as was her anguish, her betrayal. Her failure to protect the lighthouse, and her loss of Alex's trust were there, mixed with a sense of duty to help her friends. That merged Psyenergy in the back of her mind became more pronounced now. She looked up at her foe and she suddenly realized that she was exuding a faint, white glow.
"Lunar Blast!" she yelled, in a voice no longer hers, but instead one vaguely familiar. It was as if all four of the adepts were speaking at once.
The power, which had been there in the back of her mind, ebbing and flowing as though it had a mind of its own, was now at her command. She channeled it into her right hand, raised it above her head, and brought it down sharply.
Darkness overtook the sky above Sheba. Suddenly, the moon appeared, directly overhead. The dragon flinched at the sight of the orb, roaring at its sorry state. A beam of white light shot down from the sky, and encompassed the dragon.
When the beam disappeared, the dragon was nowhere to be found. The sky began to lighten, and the sun appeared in the horizon, rising quickly to retake the position that was rightfully its.
Sheba dropped to the ground. She felt the cold earth beneath her, and the last thing she remembered before she blacked out was Breath's weak voice in the back of her mind.
'Good job,' Breath said sincerely.
Sheba lost consciousness.