Here is a story of before the rock fell
Isaac: Orchid would also like to mention that she did change a few things in the beginning.
Right you are Isaac! I did change things! So things will be a little different thant the beginning of the Golden Sun #1 Game. Just so you know.
Isaac: Right.
So here you are! Part of the beginning of the game, and a section of what Camolot decided not to show during those three years we did not get to see!
Isaac: And just so you know, Camolot owns Golden Sun, we don't--er--Orchid don't--er--doesn't!
Chapter 1–Lost
"Felix!" Jenna cried as fear built up on her chest, the burning seemed to weigh her down. "Felix, don't worry! Everything will be all right!"
She stood on the deck above the river with her parents. Rain soaked her clothes, her long bangs stuck to her forehead, covering her eyes. The night was deathly cold, the pounding rain chilling, but Jenna blocked that out. The only thing that mattered now was her brother.
The rain fell faster, pelting them like stones. Panic grew as the river's current became stronger. Jenna could see the pole Felix was holding onto, breaking. Fear grew in Felix's white face, hearing it crack. She had to help, though it seemed unlikely she would find someone willing at a time like this.
"I'm going to go get help!" Jenna told her struggling brother. I will be back with help, no matter what, she thought.
She ran through the dark house, and out onto the front lawn. The rain had begun to flood it. The water soaked Jenna's boots, making her feet feel like they had been put in ice. Everyone would be at the plaza, seeking refuge. Dora, a kindly neighbor, also went to find someone willing to help. Jenna ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She had to help Felix . . .
As time went on, Jenna went to each person, hoping . . . hoping. The rain was now thicker, the boulder was falling . . . very few had psyenergy to stop it . . .
"Please sir!" she cried. "Help my brother!"
"I've no psyenergy left, sorry my dear . . ."
"I'm to worn, I must rest . . ."
"You expect an old woman like me to help? Bah . . ."
"I can't . . . the boulder . . ."
"Please sir, you have to!" Jenna cried. Her eyes were filled with tears, but they were impossible to see with all the rain, still, he could see the sadness in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Jenna . . . I can't . . ."
"Jenna!" two people she knew as childhood friends appeared. They ran towards her, waving their arms. One had burnt red hair, the other had gold. Both had hair that stuck up, even in the rain. In their hands were small machetes, blood was on them, because of the monsters now in the village. "Jenna!"
"Garet–Isaac!" she normally would've smiled, but she couldn't, her brother . . . "You have to-"
"We're here to help you," the two chorused.
"Thank goodness," she sobbed. "Come on!"
After only minutes of searching, a man was found, strong, and willing.
"Will you help my brother?"
"Yes, I have enough phsyenergy to save him. Lets hurry before it's to late."
Before he could finish, they were rushing up the stairs, to Jenna's brother.
The Fire Adept was more than relived when she found him still holding tight to the pole in the center of the river. Still, her chest burned with anxiety, and fear. Time was running out.
The man felt into the magic he had learned over the years, trying to grab hold of the boy barely holding on. Jenna's parent were still on the dock, trying to reach their son. Isaac's father, Kyle, was there, hoping to help. The man began to pull Felix towards the shore, but his focus broke to the terrifying cry of voices.
"The boulder if falling! THE BOULDER IS FALLING!!!" the voices seemed to echo around Jenna as the ground beneath her feet began to shake. A loud rumbling was heard, with crashes heard above. Boom . . . . Boom . . . BOOM . .
She watched in horror as the others on the shore fled from the tumbling rock. The shadow fell over everything that mean anything to her. She could only watch as the boulder crushed mercilessly at her family.
"FELIX!!!" She ran forward, towards the falling stone, as if she wished to be swept away with it. Waves of cold panicking water swept over her, stabbing her like knives. Soaking wet, Jenna sat up sputtering. It took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. Frantically, she looked around, everything was gone, half the house, the deck, the boulder, Kyle . . . her parents . . .
"FELIX!!!" She yelled, he was gone . . . "FELIX!!! MOM! DAD!!!" Tears filled her eyes, she didn't even try to stop them. "Dad! Mom! . . . Felix!"
She had lied.
Nothing had gone right. The help she had promised, had not come. . .
"Felix!" she couldn't look away, away from what was no there. Realization overtook fear, despair overtook realization, and pain, overtook everything. She had failed her own brother.
Kneeling, she clutched her chest as if a knife had stabbed her through the heart. Bowing her head, she cried uncontrollably. Tears rolled down her cheeks, visible in the pattering rain.
Someone walked up behind her. A gentle hand came on her back, hoping to comfort her. Jenna did not look up. All she could do was whisper:
"They're . . . they're gone . . ." her weeping grew. She wasn't saying it to them, but herself. "Why? . . . why did you l-leave m-me? Mom, dad, . . . Felix . . Please . . . Don't leave me all alone. . ."
"No . . . it can't be," Dora whispered next to her, "Kyle . . . It must be a dream . . . it has to . . ."
Kyle . . . Kyle had been there too.
Jenna sobbed. Nothing was keeping her from being washed away by the river rapids, only feet away. Chapter 1–Lost
"Felix!" Jenna cried as fear built up on her chest, the burning seemed to weigh her down. "Felix, don't worry! Everything will be all right!"
She stood on the deck above the river with her parents. Rain soaked her clothes, her long bangs stuck to her forehead, covering her eyes. The night was deathly cold, the pounding rain chilling, but Jenna blocked that out. The only thing that mattered now was her brother.
The rain fell faster, pelting them like stones. Panic grew as the river's current became stronger. Jenna could see the pole Felix was holding onto, breaking. Fear grew in Felix's white face, hearing it crack. She had to help, though it seemed unlikely she would find someone willing at a time like this.
"I'm going to go get help!" Jenna told her struggling brother. I will be back with help, no matter what, she thought.
She ran through the dark house, and out onto the front lawn. The rain had begun to flood it. The water soaked Jenna's boots, making her feet feel like they had been put in ice. Everyone would be at the plaza, seeking refuge. Dora, a kindly neighbor, also went to find someone willing to help. Jenna ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She had to help Felix . . .
As time went on, Jenna went to each person, hoping . . . hoping. The rain was now thicker, the boulder was falling . . . very few had psyenergy to stop it . . .
"Please sir!" she cried. "Help my brother!"
"I've no psyenergy left, sorry my dear . . ."
"I'm to worn, I must rest . . ."
"You expect an old woman like me to help? Bah . . ."
"I can't . . . the boulder . . ."
"Please sir, you have to!" Jenna cried. Her eyes were filled with tears, but they were impossible to see with all the rain, still, he could see the sadness in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Jenna . . . I can't . . ."
"Jenna!" two people she knew as childhood friends appeared. They ran towards her, waving their arms. One had burnt red hair, the other had gold. Both had hair that stuck up, even in the rain. In their hands were small machetes, blood was on them, because of the monsters now in the village. "Jenna!"
"Garet–Isaac!" she normally would've smiled, but she couldn't, her brother . . . "You have to-"
"We're here to help you," the two chorused.
"Thank goodness," she sobbed. "Come on!"
After only minutes of searching, a man was found, strong, and willing.
"Will you help my brother?"
"Yes, I have enough phsyenergy to save him. Lets hurry before it's to late."
Before he could finish, they were rushing up the stairs, to Jenna's brother.
The Fire Adept was more than relived when she found him still holding tight to the pole in the center of the river. Still, her chest burned with anxiety, and fear. Time was running out.
The man felt into the magic he had learned over the years, trying to grab hold of the boy barely holding on. Jenna's parent were still on the dock, trying to reach their son. Isaac's father, Kyle, was there, hoping to help. The man began to pull Felix towards the shore, but his focus broke to the terrifying cry of voices.
"The boulder if falling! THE BOULDER IS FALLING!!!" the voices seemed to echo around Jenna as the ground beneath her feet began to shake. A loud rumbling was heard, with crashes heard above. Boom . . . . Boom . . . BOOM . .
She watched in horror as the others on the shore fled from the tumbling rock. The shadow fell over everything that mean anything to her. She could only watch as the boulder crushed mercilessly at her family.
"FELIX!!!" She ran forward, towards the falling stone, as if she wished to be swept away with it. Waves of cold panicking water swept over her, stabbing her like knives. Soaking wet, Jenna sat up sputtering. It took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. Frantically, she looked around, everything was gone, half the house, the deck, the boulder, Kyle . . . her parents . . .
"FELIX!!!" She yelled, he was gone . . . "FELIX!!! MOM! DAD!!!" Tears filled her eyes, she didn't even try to stop them. "Dad! Mom! . . . Felix!"
She had lied.
Nothing had gone right. The help she had promised, had not come. . .
"Felix!" she couldn't look away, away from what was no there. Realization overtook fear, despair overtook realization, and pain, overtook everything. She had failed her own brother.
Kneeling, she clutched her chest as if a knife had stabbed her through the heart. Bowing her head, she cried uncontrollably. Tears rolled down her cheeks, visible in the pattering rain.
Someone walked up behind her. A gentle hand came on her back, hoping to comfort her. Jenna did not look up. All she could do was whisper:
"They're . . . they're gone . . ." her weeping grew. She wasn't saying it to them, but herself. "Why? . . . why did you l-leave m-me? Mom, dad, . . . Felix . . Please . . . Don't leave me all alone. . ."
"No . . . it can't be," Dora whispered next to her, "Kyle . . . It must be a dream . . . it has to . . ."
Kyle . . . Kyle had been there too.
Jenna sobbed. Nothing was keeping her from being washed away by the river rapids, only feet away.
Isaac: Orchid would also like to mention that she did change a few things in the beginning.
Right you are Isaac! I did change things! So things will be a little different thant the beginning of the Golden Sun #1 Game. Just so you know.
Isaac: Right.
So here you are! Part of the beginning of the game, and a section of what Camolot decided not to show during those three years we did not get to see!
Isaac: And just so you know, Camolot owns Golden Sun, we don't--er--Orchid don't--er--doesn't!
Chapter 1–Lost
"Felix!" Jenna cried as fear built up on her chest, the burning seemed to weigh her down. "Felix, don't worry! Everything will be all right!"
She stood on the deck above the river with her parents. Rain soaked her clothes, her long bangs stuck to her forehead, covering her eyes. The night was deathly cold, the pounding rain chilling, but Jenna blocked that out. The only thing that mattered now was her brother.
The rain fell faster, pelting them like stones. Panic grew as the river's current became stronger. Jenna could see the pole Felix was holding onto, breaking. Fear grew in Felix's white face, hearing it crack. She had to help, though it seemed unlikely she would find someone willing at a time like this.
"I'm going to go get help!" Jenna told her struggling brother. I will be back with help, no matter what, she thought.
She ran through the dark house, and out onto the front lawn. The rain had begun to flood it. The water soaked Jenna's boots, making her feet feel like they had been put in ice. Everyone would be at the plaza, seeking refuge. Dora, a kindly neighbor, also went to find someone willing to help. Jenna ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She had to help Felix . . .
As time went on, Jenna went to each person, hoping . . . hoping. The rain was now thicker, the boulder was falling . . . very few had psyenergy to stop it . . .
"Please sir!" she cried. "Help my brother!"
"I've no psyenergy left, sorry my dear . . ."
"I'm to worn, I must rest . . ."
"You expect an old woman like me to help? Bah . . ."
"I can't . . . the boulder . . ."
"Please sir, you have to!" Jenna cried. Her eyes were filled with tears, but they were impossible to see with all the rain, still, he could see the sadness in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Jenna . . . I can't . . ."
"Jenna!" two people she knew as childhood friends appeared. They ran towards her, waving their arms. One had burnt red hair, the other had gold. Both had hair that stuck up, even in the rain. In their hands were small machetes, blood was on them, because of the monsters now in the village. "Jenna!"
"Garet–Isaac!" she normally would've smiled, but she couldn't, her brother . . . "You have to-"
"We're here to help you," the two chorused.
"Thank goodness," she sobbed. "Come on!"
After only minutes of searching, a man was found, strong, and willing.
"Will you help my brother?"
"Yes, I have enough phsyenergy to save him. Lets hurry before it's to late."
Before he could finish, they were rushing up the stairs, to Jenna's brother.
The Fire Adept was more than relived when she found him still holding tight to the pole in the center of the river. Still, her chest burned with anxiety, and fear. Time was running out.
The man felt into the magic he had learned over the years, trying to grab hold of the boy barely holding on. Jenna's parent were still on the dock, trying to reach their son. Isaac's father, Kyle, was there, hoping to help. The man began to pull Felix towards the shore, but his focus broke to the terrifying cry of voices.
"The boulder if falling! THE BOULDER IS FALLING!!!" the voices seemed to echo around Jenna as the ground beneath her feet began to shake. A loud rumbling was heard, with crashes heard above. Boom . . . . Boom . . . BOOM . .
She watched in horror as the others on the shore fled from the tumbling rock. The shadow fell over everything that mean anything to her. She could only watch as the boulder crushed mercilessly at her family.
"FELIX!!!" She ran forward, towards the falling stone, as if she wished to be swept away with it. Waves of cold panicking water swept over her, stabbing her like knives. Soaking wet, Jenna sat up sputtering. It took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. Frantically, she looked around, everything was gone, half the house, the deck, the boulder, Kyle . . . her parents . . .
"FELIX!!!" She yelled, he was gone . . . "FELIX!!! MOM! DAD!!!" Tears filled her eyes, she didn't even try to stop them. "Dad! Mom! . . . Felix!"
She had lied.
Nothing had gone right. The help she had promised, had not come. . .
"Felix!" she couldn't look away, away from what was no there. Realization overtook fear, despair overtook realization, and pain, overtook everything. She had failed her own brother.
Kneeling, she clutched her chest as if a knife had stabbed her through the heart. Bowing her head, she cried uncontrollably. Tears rolled down her cheeks, visible in the pattering rain.
Someone walked up behind her. A gentle hand came on her back, hoping to comfort her. Jenna did not look up. All she could do was whisper:
"They're . . . they're gone . . ." her weeping grew. She wasn't saying it to them, but herself. "Why? . . . why did you l-leave m-me? Mom, dad, . . . Felix . . Please . . . Don't leave me all alone. . ."
"No . . . it can't be," Dora whispered next to her, "Kyle . . . It must be a dream . . . it has to . . ."
Kyle . . . Kyle had been there too.
Jenna sobbed. Nothing was keeping her from being washed away by the river rapids, only feet away. Chapter 1–Lost
"Felix!" Jenna cried as fear built up on her chest, the burning seemed to weigh her down. "Felix, don't worry! Everything will be all right!"
She stood on the deck above the river with her parents. Rain soaked her clothes, her long bangs stuck to her forehead, covering her eyes. The night was deathly cold, the pounding rain chilling, but Jenna blocked that out. The only thing that mattered now was her brother.
The rain fell faster, pelting them like stones. Panic grew as the river's current became stronger. Jenna could see the pole Felix was holding onto, breaking. Fear grew in Felix's white face, hearing it crack. She had to help, though it seemed unlikely she would find someone willing at a time like this.
"I'm going to go get help!" Jenna told her struggling brother. I will be back with help, no matter what, she thought.
She ran through the dark house, and out onto the front lawn. The rain had begun to flood it. The water soaked Jenna's boots, making her feet feel like they had been put in ice. Everyone would be at the plaza, seeking refuge. Dora, a kindly neighbor, also went to find someone willing to help. Jenna ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She had to help Felix . . .
As time went on, Jenna went to each person, hoping . . . hoping. The rain was now thicker, the boulder was falling . . . very few had psyenergy to stop it . . .
"Please sir!" she cried. "Help my brother!"
"I've no psyenergy left, sorry my dear . . ."
"I'm to worn, I must rest . . ."
"You expect an old woman like me to help? Bah . . ."
"I can't . . . the boulder . . ."
"Please sir, you have to!" Jenna cried. Her eyes were filled with tears, but they were impossible to see with all the rain, still, he could see the sadness in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Jenna . . . I can't . . ."
"Jenna!" two people she knew as childhood friends appeared. They ran towards her, waving their arms. One had burnt red hair, the other had gold. Both had hair that stuck up, even in the rain. In their hands were small machetes, blood was on them, because of the monsters now in the village. "Jenna!"
"Garet–Isaac!" she normally would've smiled, but she couldn't, her brother . . . "You have to-"
"We're here to help you," the two chorused.
"Thank goodness," she sobbed. "Come on!"
After only minutes of searching, a man was found, strong, and willing.
"Will you help my brother?"
"Yes, I have enough phsyenergy to save him. Lets hurry before it's to late."
Before he could finish, they were rushing up the stairs, to Jenna's brother.
The Fire Adept was more than relived when she found him still holding tight to the pole in the center of the river. Still, her chest burned with anxiety, and fear. Time was running out.
The man felt into the magic he had learned over the years, trying to grab hold of the boy barely holding on. Jenna's parent were still on the dock, trying to reach their son. Isaac's father, Kyle, was there, hoping to help. The man began to pull Felix towards the shore, but his focus broke to the terrifying cry of voices.
"The boulder if falling! THE BOULDER IS FALLING!!!" the voices seemed to echo around Jenna as the ground beneath her feet began to shake. A loud rumbling was heard, with crashes heard above. Boom . . . . Boom . . . BOOM . .
She watched in horror as the others on the shore fled from the tumbling rock. The shadow fell over everything that mean anything to her. She could only watch as the boulder crushed mercilessly at her family.
"FELIX!!!" She ran forward, towards the falling stone, as if she wished to be swept away with it. Waves of cold panicking water swept over her, stabbing her like knives. Soaking wet, Jenna sat up sputtering. It took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. Frantically, she looked around, everything was gone, half the house, the deck, the boulder, Kyle . . . her parents . . .
"FELIX!!!" She yelled, he was gone . . . "FELIX!!! MOM! DAD!!!" Tears filled her eyes, she didn't even try to stop them. "Dad! Mom! . . . Felix!"
She had lied.
Nothing had gone right. The help she had promised, had not come. . .
"Felix!" she couldn't look away, away from what was no there. Realization overtook fear, despair overtook realization, and pain, overtook everything. She had failed her own brother.
Kneeling, she clutched her chest as if a knife had stabbed her through the heart. Bowing her head, she cried uncontrollably. Tears rolled down her cheeks, visible in the pattering rain.
Someone walked up behind her. A gentle hand came on her back, hoping to comfort her. Jenna did not look up. All she could do was whisper:
"They're . . . they're gone . . ." her weeping grew. She wasn't saying it to them, but herself. "Why? . . . why did you l-leave m-me? Mom, dad, . . . Felix . . Please . . . Don't leave me all alone. . ."
"No . . . it can't be," Dora whispered next to her, "Kyle . . . It must be a dream . . . it has to . . ."
Kyle . . . Kyle had been there too.
Jenna sobbed. Nothing was keeping her from being washed away by the river rapids, only feet away.