DISCLAIMER: I don't own Golden Sun or any of its characters, ne? Except for Kierra. She's my own character. Don't want to own the others, either, except maybe for Saturos… AI! Bluebell! Get away from the keyboard! *grabs the keyboard and holds it away from Saturos who is trying to get at it, pushing him away with her foot* I'm makin' this fic and there's nothing you can do about!! GEROFF ME!
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My name is Kierra. That should be all you need to know, for now.
But, then again, my name alone doesn't tell you anything about me, does it? I didn't think so. That is why we have titles.
I am known as Kierra the Blood-eyed; the Arrogant; the Powerful.
I am called the Blood-eyed because my eyes are a light amethyst flecked with red, which, of course, gives the impression of blood. I am called the Arrogant because…well, I admit, that is what I am. At times. And I am the Powerful because I am the strongest Mars Adept alive.
Well, except for my father. But let's not go there. For now.
Oh, yes, and I forgot another title: Royal Guardian of Tolbi. Former. But not anymore. Now that you know a little bit about me, let me tell you a bit more of my background information.
I am seventeen years old. I have light, brown-reddish hair—except for a single strand that is pure white. It used to be a light blue when I was younger, but it has been getting whiter ever since…now, it'll still give off a blue flash when the sunlight hits it. I was raised in the town of Tolbi. All I know was that I was brought up by Lord Iodem, and that I was an orphan. He didn't raise me to be royalty, however. I was raised to be a warrior, and he has trained me well. He never kept the truth from me once, never hid from me that I was adopted from the outskirts of Tolbi. I admire him for that.
Yet…he had not the slightest clue as to who my parents were. Neither did I.
But, still, it didn't really matter to me. That is, until that one fateful day in which everything changed. Everything.
I was at my normal post, outside the gates of Tolbi. I was alone. I needed no allies to keep out intruders. I had possessed an incredible knack at Mars Psynergy since I was an infant. There wasn't really anything to do. I leaned back against the wall, sighing. I set down a double-pointed javelin that I'd always used for combat and for training. I looked around, not seeing anybody for miles. Usually, the only time people came was around Colosso; I'd had enough experience with that, thank you very much. There were far too many agitated tourists trying to get in for me to handle. It was far too stressful. Plus, I'd seen it enough times already. To me, it was just boring, watching gladiators fight each other like wild beasts. They didn't really put any strategy or finesse in it at all. It was just "kill the other guy with the biggest weapon". It was plain to see who would win after they ran the obstacle course; if you got the worst weapon, you lost. Plain and simple.
Yet…I'd heard that a long time ago, when Lord Babi was still alive, there was one person who entered Colosso without going through the trials and won. And he used Psynergy.
I wished I'd been there to see it.
But, interrupting my thoughts, a shadow crossed the ground. I snapped up immediately, grabbed my javelin, and stood in a warrior's stance. It was a young man, still much older than me, with blond hair and a wooden staff. What I noticed most about him, though, was that he was staring at me in disbelief.
"Jenna? Is…is that you?"