A/n: I would like to thank Sophiemacyd for the character of Emily and for the Org character Salazar who will be showing up in a much later chapter of this story
chapter one
Golden Jaguar's Drive
6000 years ago, Master Org was defeated. The Animarium was lifted into the heavens, and the world entered an age of peace.
For 6000 long years, Turtle Cove and the rest of the world lived and thrived without the threat of the Orgs.
But, this peace would never last.
Emily takes another step through the deep woods attached to her father's home. She always found it easier to breathe while in nature…
And not while her father was making decisions for her.
She didn't get why he was so angry at the idea of her going out-of-state. She was a grown woman, and he still treated her like a child. The disagreement turned to an argument, and the argument turned to a shouting match.
It always ended the same, with Emily storming off.
She sighs, and keeps walking, to the clearing she always goes to while in her head.
But, something was off about the clearing, this time. In the center of the grass was a strange, stone pedestal. And held in the pedestal was a golden crystal.
She felt… Drawn to it, in a way. It was strange. It felt like fate, something bigger than just herself.
Carefully, she takes the crystal from its pedestal with a delicate touch, as if it would shatter under any more pressure.
It brings memories of the stories her mother told her. Emily silently wondered if they were true as she pocketed the crystal.
Her stomach growls, and she sighs, turning back on her heel to get something to eat. She honestly hoped her father wasn't still home. Knowing him, he'd bring up college while she was still trying to eat, and it would just sour her meal.
Her eyes land on her father's truck as she approaches their home, and she lets out a sigh. She opens the gate to the backyard- and her eyes widen.
Multiple thorny, black creatures had taken residence in their lawn- and their heads quickly turn towards her. She grunts, reaching for the crystal in her back pocket. It had begun to glow with a bright, blinding light.
When the light died, a gold-pelted jaguar stood in front of her. She lets out a startled yelp, stepping back as the beast stared at the thorn-clad monsters.
The Jaguar opens its maw, and unleashes a loud roar, sending the monsters flying across the wall, and hard into trees and walls. Emily's father rushes out of the house, and one of the monsters notice, rushing to fight him.
"Dad!" Emily cries out- but is taken by surprise. Her father manages to defend himself quite well, while the Golden Jaguar growls, standing defensively in front of Emily.
But, suddenly, the monsters stop, and turn towards the door. With a puff of black smoke, two figures step from the building. One pale, and clad in tattered, faded robes, the other donned in pitch-black armor. Emily can't help but be unnerved by them both.
Her dad's eyes widen in surprise. "Impossible… How are you two back?"
Emily swallows back a nervous gulp, as the ragged figure approaches her father. Their knight-like companion only stares at Emily and the Jaguar, a clear threat.
"You shouldn't be so surprised." Master Org's three-eyed gaze leers at Emily's father, his staff crackling with electricity. "The pain you will feel will not compare to my joy."
His staff only touches her dad's body, and lightning surges through his being. He screams out in pain, writhing under the voltage.
"Dad, no!" Emily screams, standing upright, but she's faced with the armored wolf and their steel, crescent blade. She grits her teeth, holding back tears, as-
"Master Org."
The armored one finally speaks, and Master Org stops. Emily's dad is breathing haggardly, clothes tattered and singed.
"He'd be of more use to us alive. Keep him as a prisoner."
Master Org's three-eyes narrow, before he gives a smile. "Perhaps you are right. Take him, Zen-Aku."
Zen-Aku's blade lowers, and they grab her dad roughly, hoisting him over their vantablack shoulder.
"Be honored that I am letting you live." Master Org says to Emily. She growls, aiming her fist-
And the three of them dissapear in a cloud of smoke before Emily's punch lands.
She takes a shaky breath, and turns to the Golden Jaguar.
"Well? Now what..?" She asks the creature that saved her life.
… "Head to the lake in the center of Turtle Cove." The Jaguar "speaks", but not quite. A voice similar to her own echoes through Emily's mind. "Only there will you find the answer you seek."
And it vanishes. In its place, a crystal saber.
Emily sighs, picking up the dagger, staring at it in curiosity.
… "Well. Looks like I'm going on a trip."
