Hey kids
To make a long story short, my computer crashed. That's why it's taken so long to Update.
Hayden: Darn spanky. I was looking forward to seeing how the characters played out Jonny: Come on. You and I both know that the only reason Liz modeled Andrew after you is because Izers is away. Hayden: *punches out Jonny* Jonny: Ow.. That really hurt man... But you and I both know she really likes Oliver's character better. jrmfreak: *runs into the closet* stop it, guys, or else I kill you both. Hayden and Jonny: What!? No fair Liz. That would be violating *our* little contract. You hired us to be your muses for a while. As long as you modeled the male characters after us. jrmfreak: Okay, okay. I won't kill you. Just read the fanfic okay guys?
Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun. I was inspired by it.
Chapter 3: A Chance Meeting
Aria was incredibly tired. She had walked 30 miles in the previous three days, and was aching to find a resting place. She couldn't rest however, until she was sure she had found a safe place to stay the night. It was the dead of night, and the only sound that could have been heard for miles was the howl of the wind , which held Aria back with every step she took. She shivered slightly as she transferred the baby from one arm to the other. The baby was sleeping soundly, and its small little nose was turning red with the cold. She knew she couldn't have been more than ten miles from Tolbi when she heard a bloodcurdling scream. It sounded like it came from a man, but she couldn't discern it exactly. She looked around to find the source of the scream, and found that it came from the edge of the Karagol. Someone must be in danger, she thought. Maybe I should check on them. She was thankful that the distance between her and the Karagol was not great, and that it had only taken her an hour and a half to walk there. She saw a small campfire. Beside that was a small tent made of white linen. It looked as though it was shredded to pieces, as though some fierce animal had attacked only moments ago. A pang of fear shocked through her as she saw the bloodstained sheets in the tent.
"Oh..Oh my ...they must be in serious danger. They must surely be...dead..."
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She put her baby down by the campfire, where she knew it would sleep soundly. She slowly tiptoed her way towards the tent, which she knew would fall had it not been for the center post inside. It smelled heavily of rotting flesh. The entire tent was covered in residual blood save a few white patches. An animal must have attacked. Some thing like a bear. A wild one. But bears are not native to the Karagol. She choked on the pungent aroma. Whatever it is, she thought, it must still be close. I've got to get out of here. She turned around to get out quickly, though upon trying to leave, she immediately bumped into someone.
She knew that whoever she had bumped into must have been at least 3 inches taller than she was. Instinctively, she edged back in fear. "What are you doing?" the person hissed. " I - I thought you were in trouble sir, I r-really didn't mean to cause you any trouble." " You already have." He cast a steely glare upon her. " Besides, a woman like you shouldn't be wandering about such areas. Its not safe." Aria eyed him suspiciously, still shaking in fear. He's handsome, she thought, in a sinister, malevolent way. But I don't think that he is to be trusted. I should leave immediately. She then picked up the baby, which of course was still sleeping soundly by the fire. She turned to move away when he called out, " I didn't say that you had to leave." She turned around, looking perplexed. " I'm sorry sir, I don't quite under-" "It's Oliver. I didn't mean to be harsh, its' just that I don't often have people going through my things without permission from me," Oliver said sardonically. "I thought you were in trouble," Aria said with a pout. "When one finds a blood stained sheet they can only draw so many conclusions. You cannot tell me that nothing happened." Oliver carefully contemplated his answer. " Something did happen." He turned around sharply. "But it is none of your concern. So you need not worry yourself with it. There shall be no further discussion of this matter."
Aria fidgeted nervously, shifting the baby from arm to arm. " Well, Oliver, if you refuse to tell me what happened, will you at least tell me where it is you are from?" He turned around, exasperated. " You ask a lot of questions for someone who's nervous. " He paced around Aria. " But since you are so interested in me, I might as well know who you are. What is your name?" Aria mumbled incoherently. " Speak up." he said harshly. "Aria." "Well , miss Aria, I would have you know that I am from Suhalla." Aria's eyes widened. "Really? Suhalla?" "Yes. I am a member of the Mars Clan." "The Mars Clan.... I have heard a great deal about your clan. Where I come from, they call you The Fire Clan." Oliver's features softened. " Where do you come from , miss Aria?" " I come from the north. From Imil." " Imil..the name sounds familiar..." " I am part of my own little clan. The Mercury Clan, masters of Water psynergy." " The Mercury Clan? THE Mercury Clan?" "Yes." Oliver suddenly became fascinated. " The healing powers of your clan have been passed from generation to generation. Every one on the southern continent knows of your powers. But, What is this. psynergy you speak of?"
Aria thought carefully. " It cannot be explained in mere words. You may read all of the books on this side of the continent, but you will never fully understand the power of psynergy until you experience it for yourself." She looked him straight in the eye. " Everyone has psynergy. Even you, Oliver." "Me?!? Oh no , that cannot be possible. I cannot have such a power." " Oh but you do, Oliver. Everyone has it. Not everyone digs deep enough to find it though, as they don't know what to look for." She pointed over to the still roaring fire, and motioned for him to look as well. " Because you are of the Mars Clan, your element is Fire. This is the type of power you can harness. Remember though: You cannot control its strength. No one, not even you Oliver may control it." Oliver's steely disposition turned into one of confusion. " How do I know I have it ?" Aria smiled knowingly. " It is quite simple, actually. You must concentrate one object." Oliver turned to the tent. " Now, you must concentrate all of your emotions, and make every part of your anger and rage flow through your very veins. The power will then be unleashed." "All right then. Here we go." He thrust his hands out. His veins became more and more prominent, and with a small shot a fire, he set fire to the tent. Aria burst out laughing. " That wasn't funny..." Oliver muttered. Then he remembered. "The baby.." He rushed over to Aria, who was still rollicking with laughter. "Please... Aria use the water psynergy you have to put out the fire. there is something of great importance in there. Wiping a few tears from her eyes, she cast a water spell which immediately put out the fire. Oliver then rushed to the tent, looking for the child, and emerged with a sobbing baby. Aria's laughter had subsided and her face turned into one of shock. The baby he emerged with had a mark of burning fire on its face. " I don't believe it..." " I was going to explain later about this child. It is one of the - wait where are you going?" Aria ran by the fire to pick up the child. Oliver looked at it and went pale. " You too harbor the one of the destined children?" It all began to make sense to Aria. "Oliver, these babies were not simply delivered randomly..." "What is that supposed to mean?" " What it means is that you and I were meant to carry these children for the Wise One. That means we did not meet by chance.. We had better get to know each other very well, for it maybe a long time before we both part ways..."
Hope u enjoyed the fic guys. I'll be back with more. And, as always, R+R .
To make a long story short, my computer crashed. That's why it's taken so long to Update.
Hayden: Darn spanky. I was looking forward to seeing how the characters played out Jonny: Come on. You and I both know that the only reason Liz modeled Andrew after you is because Izers is away. Hayden: *punches out Jonny* Jonny: Ow.. That really hurt man... But you and I both know she really likes Oliver's character better. jrmfreak: *runs into the closet* stop it, guys, or else I kill you both. Hayden and Jonny: What!? No fair Liz. That would be violating *our* little contract. You hired us to be your muses for a while. As long as you modeled the male characters after us. jrmfreak: Okay, okay. I won't kill you. Just read the fanfic okay guys?
Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun. I was inspired by it.
Chapter 3: A Chance Meeting
Aria was incredibly tired. She had walked 30 miles in the previous three days, and was aching to find a resting place. She couldn't rest however, until she was sure she had found a safe place to stay the night. It was the dead of night, and the only sound that could have been heard for miles was the howl of the wind , which held Aria back with every step she took. She shivered slightly as she transferred the baby from one arm to the other. The baby was sleeping soundly, and its small little nose was turning red with the cold. She knew she couldn't have been more than ten miles from Tolbi when she heard a bloodcurdling scream. It sounded like it came from a man, but she couldn't discern it exactly. She looked around to find the source of the scream, and found that it came from the edge of the Karagol. Someone must be in danger, she thought. Maybe I should check on them. She was thankful that the distance between her and the Karagol was not great, and that it had only taken her an hour and a half to walk there. She saw a small campfire. Beside that was a small tent made of white linen. It looked as though it was shredded to pieces, as though some fierce animal had attacked only moments ago. A pang of fear shocked through her as she saw the bloodstained sheets in the tent.
"Oh..Oh my ...they must be in serious danger. They must surely be...dead..."
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She put her baby down by the campfire, where she knew it would sleep soundly. She slowly tiptoed her way towards the tent, which she knew would fall had it not been for the center post inside. It smelled heavily of rotting flesh. The entire tent was covered in residual blood save a few white patches. An animal must have attacked. Some thing like a bear. A wild one. But bears are not native to the Karagol. She choked on the pungent aroma. Whatever it is, she thought, it must still be close. I've got to get out of here. She turned around to get out quickly, though upon trying to leave, she immediately bumped into someone.
She knew that whoever she had bumped into must have been at least 3 inches taller than she was. Instinctively, she edged back in fear. "What are you doing?" the person hissed. " I - I thought you were in trouble sir, I r-really didn't mean to cause you any trouble." " You already have." He cast a steely glare upon her. " Besides, a woman like you shouldn't be wandering about such areas. Its not safe." Aria eyed him suspiciously, still shaking in fear. He's handsome, she thought, in a sinister, malevolent way. But I don't think that he is to be trusted. I should leave immediately. She then picked up the baby, which of course was still sleeping soundly by the fire. She turned to move away when he called out, " I didn't say that you had to leave." She turned around, looking perplexed. " I'm sorry sir, I don't quite under-" "It's Oliver. I didn't mean to be harsh, its' just that I don't often have people going through my things without permission from me," Oliver said sardonically. "I thought you were in trouble," Aria said with a pout. "When one finds a blood stained sheet they can only draw so many conclusions. You cannot tell me that nothing happened." Oliver carefully contemplated his answer. " Something did happen." He turned around sharply. "But it is none of your concern. So you need not worry yourself with it. There shall be no further discussion of this matter."
Aria fidgeted nervously, shifting the baby from arm to arm. " Well, Oliver, if you refuse to tell me what happened, will you at least tell me where it is you are from?" He turned around, exasperated. " You ask a lot of questions for someone who's nervous. " He paced around Aria. " But since you are so interested in me, I might as well know who you are. What is your name?" Aria mumbled incoherently. " Speak up." he said harshly. "Aria." "Well , miss Aria, I would have you know that I am from Suhalla." Aria's eyes widened. "Really? Suhalla?" "Yes. I am a member of the Mars Clan." "The Mars Clan.... I have heard a great deal about your clan. Where I come from, they call you The Fire Clan." Oliver's features softened. " Where do you come from , miss Aria?" " I come from the north. From Imil." " Imil..the name sounds familiar..." " I am part of my own little clan. The Mercury Clan, masters of Water psynergy." " The Mercury Clan? THE Mercury Clan?" "Yes." Oliver suddenly became fascinated. " The healing powers of your clan have been passed from generation to generation. Every one on the southern continent knows of your powers. But, What is this. psynergy you speak of?"
Aria thought carefully. " It cannot be explained in mere words. You may read all of the books on this side of the continent, but you will never fully understand the power of psynergy until you experience it for yourself." She looked him straight in the eye. " Everyone has psynergy. Even you, Oliver." "Me?!? Oh no , that cannot be possible. I cannot have such a power." " Oh but you do, Oliver. Everyone has it. Not everyone digs deep enough to find it though, as they don't know what to look for." She pointed over to the still roaring fire, and motioned for him to look as well. " Because you are of the Mars Clan, your element is Fire. This is the type of power you can harness. Remember though: You cannot control its strength. No one, not even you Oliver may control it." Oliver's steely disposition turned into one of confusion. " How do I know I have it ?" Aria smiled knowingly. " It is quite simple, actually. You must concentrate one object." Oliver turned to the tent. " Now, you must concentrate all of your emotions, and make every part of your anger and rage flow through your very veins. The power will then be unleashed." "All right then. Here we go." He thrust his hands out. His veins became more and more prominent, and with a small shot a fire, he set fire to the tent. Aria burst out laughing. " That wasn't funny..." Oliver muttered. Then he remembered. "The baby.." He rushed over to Aria, who was still rollicking with laughter. "Please... Aria use the water psynergy you have to put out the fire. there is something of great importance in there. Wiping a few tears from her eyes, she cast a water spell which immediately put out the fire. Oliver then rushed to the tent, looking for the child, and emerged with a sobbing baby. Aria's laughter had subsided and her face turned into one of shock. The baby he emerged with had a mark of burning fire on its face. " I don't believe it..." " I was going to explain later about this child. It is one of the - wait where are you going?" Aria ran by the fire to pick up the child. Oliver looked at it and went pale. " You too harbor the one of the destined children?" It all began to make sense to Aria. "Oliver, these babies were not simply delivered randomly..." "What is that supposed to mean?" " What it means is that you and I were meant to carry these children for the Wise One. That means we did not meet by chance.. We had better get to know each other very well, for it maybe a long time before we both part ways..."
Hope u enjoyed the fic guys. I'll be back with more. And, as always, R+R .