Hi peeps! This is in honor of Halloween, of course! A fun little fic
that I decided to write...
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "FUN?!"::
Okay, so I guess it all depends on what your idea of fun is....
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "and you're psychotic"::
::takes his sign away and hits him with it:: Anyway, yeah! Have fun!
Chapter 1: A Dark and Stormy Night
It was a dark and stormy night.
Alright, so it wasn't very dark. In fact, due to sheet
lightening, it was as bright as day outside. The rain was falling, the
sky was a mass of boiling clouds, and nine Adepts were running for
shelter.
"Isaac! Look! There's a house!" Mia pointed out.
Isaac looked at it. It was indeed a house, lit up by the light
of the storm. It was old and decrepid, the grey paint (which had one
time been white) was peeling off, to reveal even greyer boards beneath
it. At least what could be seen underneath the ivy scaling up the walls.
A sagging porch led up to a doorway swinging off of one hinge. All of
the windows were boarded up, and a small, family cemetery consisting of a
few scattered tomb stones provided decoration for the front yard.
"No!" Isaac shook his head and kept running.
"But there isn't another house for miles!" Ivan panted to keep
up. He was fast, sure, but he couldn't run long distances very well.
Sheba, who was also very tired, chose to agree with Ivan.
"C'mon, Isaac! You were the one that got us stuck out in the middle of
nowhere!"
"Hey, not my fault we all fell asleep on the bus!" half of
Isaac's words were drowned out by a clap of thunder, but they all got the
general idea. "And anyway, that stupid house has 'haunted' written all
over it!"
"It does?" Picard stopped and squinted to get a better look.
"Stupid Lemurian," Isaac muttered. "No! I mean, look at it!
Old, decrepid, grey , with a freakin' graveyard in front of it! How does
this NOT say 'hautned house'?"
"I didn't think houses had the ability to speak," Picard blinked.
"Let's go inside, now," Alex grabbed Isaac by the back of his
jacket and began pulling him inside. "It's far too wet out here, and I'm
a Mercury Adept! I LIKE water!"
"No! No!" Isaac struggled, but to no avail. "There's no way
you're going to get me into that house, especially not on THIS night!"
"Why, what's tonight?" Garet had finally caught up to them. He
looked rather funny, his hair, which normally stood on end, couldn't
stand up against a storm of which the likes the area around Vale hadn't
seen since the boulder had fallen. Wet and dripping, it hung around his
face, and he looked remarkably like a sheep dog.
"Don't you know?" Isaac's eyes grew very wide.
The others shook their heads.
"Tonight..." Isaac paused dramatically. "...is Halloween."
Nobody was impressed.
"Um...Isaac? Yeah, it's Halloween. But do we believe in ghosts
or monsters or the dead rising from their grave?" Felix asked.
"You forgot vampires and demons and all that other evil stuff,"
Isaac said solemnly.
"What's Halloween?" Picard asked.
"Let's just go into the house, c'mon, Alex, let's keep moving,"
Jenna ploughed her way through the mud, which was to her knees and
rising. Alex obliged, pulling the Venus Adept despite Isaac's twisting
and turning.
"No! You'll never take me alive!" Isaac shrieked. "NOOOOO!!!!"
After what seemed like an eternity, but was probaby a whole two
minutes, they made it under the porch. They all stood there, panting
from their exertion. Garet tried to fix his hair, but it didn't quite
work out.
"Well," Felix peered through the door. "Let's go for it."
They all nodded, shivering, and went through the door single
file.
When the last person (Picard) stepped through the door, it
slammed shut, and melted into solid wall. A maniacal laughter filled the
air, as the windows also disappeared from view.
"Hm, it appears I was wrong," Picard said thoughtfully. "Houses
DO have the ability to speak."
Dun dun dun!!! Yeah, okay, read and review, and all that jazz. 'Cause
if you don't I'll never write another Golden Sun fan fic again! ::evil
laughter::
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "I hurt"::
Well...cry a river, build a bridge, and jump off of it! Nobody cares!
Alright, this is Akiko, over and out!
that I decided to write...
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "FUN?!"::
Okay, so I guess it all depends on what your idea of fun is....
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "and you're psychotic"::
::takes his sign away and hits him with it:: Anyway, yeah! Have fun!
Chapter 1: A Dark and Stormy Night
It was a dark and stormy night.
Alright, so it wasn't very dark. In fact, due to sheet
lightening, it was as bright as day outside. The rain was falling, the
sky was a mass of boiling clouds, and nine Adepts were running for
shelter.
"Isaac! Look! There's a house!" Mia pointed out.
Isaac looked at it. It was indeed a house, lit up by the light
of the storm. It was old and decrepid, the grey paint (which had one
time been white) was peeling off, to reveal even greyer boards beneath
it. At least what could be seen underneath the ivy scaling up the walls.
A sagging porch led up to a doorway swinging off of one hinge. All of
the windows were boarded up, and a small, family cemetery consisting of a
few scattered tomb stones provided decoration for the front yard.
"No!" Isaac shook his head and kept running.
"But there isn't another house for miles!" Ivan panted to keep
up. He was fast, sure, but he couldn't run long distances very well.
Sheba, who was also very tired, chose to agree with Ivan.
"C'mon, Isaac! You were the one that got us stuck out in the middle of
nowhere!"
"Hey, not my fault we all fell asleep on the bus!" half of
Isaac's words were drowned out by a clap of thunder, but they all got the
general idea. "And anyway, that stupid house has 'haunted' written all
over it!"
"It does?" Picard stopped and squinted to get a better look.
"Stupid Lemurian," Isaac muttered. "No! I mean, look at it!
Old, decrepid, grey , with a freakin' graveyard in front of it! How does
this NOT say 'hautned house'?"
"I didn't think houses had the ability to speak," Picard blinked.
"Let's go inside, now," Alex grabbed Isaac by the back of his
jacket and began pulling him inside. "It's far too wet out here, and I'm
a Mercury Adept! I LIKE water!"
"No! No!" Isaac struggled, but to no avail. "There's no way
you're going to get me into that house, especially not on THIS night!"
"Why, what's tonight?" Garet had finally caught up to them. He
looked rather funny, his hair, which normally stood on end, couldn't
stand up against a storm of which the likes the area around Vale hadn't
seen since the boulder had fallen. Wet and dripping, it hung around his
face, and he looked remarkably like a sheep dog.
"Don't you know?" Isaac's eyes grew very wide.
The others shook their heads.
"Tonight..." Isaac paused dramatically. "...is Halloween."
Nobody was impressed.
"Um...Isaac? Yeah, it's Halloween. But do we believe in ghosts
or monsters or the dead rising from their grave?" Felix asked.
"You forgot vampires and demons and all that other evil stuff,"
Isaac said solemnly.
"What's Halloween?" Picard asked.
"Let's just go into the house, c'mon, Alex, let's keep moving,"
Jenna ploughed her way through the mud, which was to her knees and
rising. Alex obliged, pulling the Venus Adept despite Isaac's twisting
and turning.
"No! You'll never take me alive!" Isaac shrieked. "NOOOOO!!!!"
After what seemed like an eternity, but was probaby a whole two
minutes, they made it under the porch. They all stood there, panting
from their exertion. Garet tried to fix his hair, but it didn't quite
work out.
"Well," Felix peered through the door. "Let's go for it."
They all nodded, shivering, and went through the door single
file.
When the last person (Picard) stepped through the door, it
slammed shut, and melted into solid wall. A maniacal laughter filled the
air, as the windows also disappeared from view.
"Hm, it appears I was wrong," Picard said thoughtfully. "Houses
DO have the ability to speak."
Dun dun dun!!! Yeah, okay, read and review, and all that jazz. 'Cause
if you don't I'll never write another Golden Sun fan fic again! ::evil
laughter::
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "I hurt"::
Well...cry a river, build a bridge, and jump off of it! Nobody cares!
Alright, this is Akiko, over and out!