Parallels
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Chapter 1
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Isaac groaned as he approached Kraden's cottage, letting his displeasure be heard by those around him. Felix, Sheba, Jenna, Garet, Mia, and Piers were all unhappy with Kraden's summon, but Isaac was absolutely miserable. Not only had he made specific plans for today, he had planned the day down to the minute.
His only mistake was forgetting about the old sage and his hut.
His day would have been so perfect. First he would use the gold he accumulated from his job to buy the ring, then he would take her out to a fine picnic. When the mood seemed right, he would have presented the ring to her, to propose.
And knowing Mia, she would accept.
And knowing Kraden, he would find a way to screw things up. Life simply was unfair, letting Kraden continue to screw things up. Last week, he had nearly burned down half of the rebuilt houses of Vale, and the villagers forced him to move to the outer areas of the village. Of course, that meant he had to abandon his residence within the village.
And whose job was it to not only move the sage, but to build him a house? The eight unlucky people that happened to "cause" the sage to experament.
At least, that's how the villagers percieved him. To Isaac, the old coot was as giddy as Garet on sugar whenever he though he was able to harness some psynergy in his research. The old man was constantly looking for new and exiting ways to use psynergy, reguardless if it destroyed homes and people.
Clearly, the old wizard-wannabe had his priorities in the wrong place.
Nearing the hut, Isaac noticed Ivan walking out, apparently to greet him. Rumor had it that when Kraden woke up, he would put little rocks into a bowl, each one representing eight people in the village. He would choose one, then pester the person to help him through the day.
*Looks like Ivan's the poor sap this time around...*
Waiting as the others filed into the hut, Isaac waited on Mia, holding the door for her. Her gentle features graced him with a pleasant smile, one that was both grateful and sympathetic. When they had allied together at Contigo, Mia had witnessed firsthand how crazy the old sage could get - he tried to get Sheba to read everyone's mind, in an effort to learn about Anemos. Problem was, they learned more about Ivan's late mother, and the sage simply pushed on, irritated that he couldn't learn about Anemos.
Ivan had been right pissed. So had everyone else.
Entering the hut, Isaac glanced around the small dwelling. If Kraden still had his bed, he hid it quite well under his scrolls and books. The only thing that wasn't coated in papers or pens was the giant pot sitting in the center of the room. Like most of his experaments, this one would be a chemical attempt to work with psynergy. *Yippie.*
Standing next to Mia, Isaac largely ignored the sage, rather pondering how he would escape with Mia to still make the picnic that he had planned. Glancing at her, he noticed that she was smiling, trying to be polite. Just as he was about to glance back at Kraden, misfortune struck.
"Isaac, since you seem to be so focused on my experament, you get to test it."
Stiffed chuckles and giggles sounded in the room, and glancing back at Mia only resulted in an amused expression. Apparently, though sympathetic, she was slightly amused as well.
His pride wouned, Isaac stepped forward, standing next to Kraden.
"Isaac I need you to summon a slight ammount of psynergy, just enough to get a reaction from my work."
Hints of murmors and worried moans were heard throughout the dwelling. The last time Kraden asked for psynergy for a "reaction," he had blown up both his house and three others. Of course, it was hardly Kraden's fault - Garet had a nasty habit of overdoing it, though noone pitied him when his house was one of the ones destroyed.
His muscles tensing, he placed his left hand over the warm goo of...stuff. Isaac had long ago given up trying to guess what it was that Kraden used in his potions. *Probably dead corpses ground into powder...*
Summoning a slight ammount of psynergy in his fist, Isaac watched as the goo started to swirl. Waiting for Kraden to say something, Isaac tried to hold the psynergy, hoping to not kill everyone in the hut.
"Hmm, that's not supposed to happen... It should be bubbling..."
*Oh, yippie ki yay... He's going to say that this is a bad thing, like always...*
"This is not good. Maybe if I used a Jupi-"
The sage never finished, as the swirling water suddenly lashed out, latching onto his skin. Yelping in shock more than fear, Isaac tried to shake the goo off, accidentally hitting a lamp with his hand.
A loud explosion sounded, throwing Isaac across the room. Slamming through the wall of Kraden's hut, Isaac swore as he layed on the grass, his head becoming quite light. As darkness crept into his being, he could've sworn that he saw Alex and Mia looking over him... *I thought he was dead...*
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Well, that's it for the first chapter! ^_^
Sheba - o_o
What?
Sheba - Mudshipping? YOU did Mudshipping?
...... It's not permanent, ya know... All will be explained in due time...
Sheba - Whatever...@_@
... Anyway, any fan of Star Trek might pick up on what will happen from the title (The Next Generation), but for those that don't know 'bout that, just wait...^_^
REVIEW, OR I WILL NOT CONTINUE THIS! =D
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Chapter 1
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Isaac groaned as he approached Kraden's cottage, letting his displeasure be heard by those around him. Felix, Sheba, Jenna, Garet, Mia, and Piers were all unhappy with Kraden's summon, but Isaac was absolutely miserable. Not only had he made specific plans for today, he had planned the day down to the minute.
His only mistake was forgetting about the old sage and his hut.
His day would have been so perfect. First he would use the gold he accumulated from his job to buy the ring, then he would take her out to a fine picnic. When the mood seemed right, he would have presented the ring to her, to propose.
And knowing Mia, she would accept.
And knowing Kraden, he would find a way to screw things up. Life simply was unfair, letting Kraden continue to screw things up. Last week, he had nearly burned down half of the rebuilt houses of Vale, and the villagers forced him to move to the outer areas of the village. Of course, that meant he had to abandon his residence within the village.
And whose job was it to not only move the sage, but to build him a house? The eight unlucky people that happened to "cause" the sage to experament.
At least, that's how the villagers percieved him. To Isaac, the old coot was as giddy as Garet on sugar whenever he though he was able to harness some psynergy in his research. The old man was constantly looking for new and exiting ways to use psynergy, reguardless if it destroyed homes and people.
Clearly, the old wizard-wannabe had his priorities in the wrong place.
Nearing the hut, Isaac noticed Ivan walking out, apparently to greet him. Rumor had it that when Kraden woke up, he would put little rocks into a bowl, each one representing eight people in the village. He would choose one, then pester the person to help him through the day.
*Looks like Ivan's the poor sap this time around...*
Waiting as the others filed into the hut, Isaac waited on Mia, holding the door for her. Her gentle features graced him with a pleasant smile, one that was both grateful and sympathetic. When they had allied together at Contigo, Mia had witnessed firsthand how crazy the old sage could get - he tried to get Sheba to read everyone's mind, in an effort to learn about Anemos. Problem was, they learned more about Ivan's late mother, and the sage simply pushed on, irritated that he couldn't learn about Anemos.
Ivan had been right pissed. So had everyone else.
Entering the hut, Isaac glanced around the small dwelling. If Kraden still had his bed, he hid it quite well under his scrolls and books. The only thing that wasn't coated in papers or pens was the giant pot sitting in the center of the room. Like most of his experaments, this one would be a chemical attempt to work with psynergy. *Yippie.*
Standing next to Mia, Isaac largely ignored the sage, rather pondering how he would escape with Mia to still make the picnic that he had planned. Glancing at her, he noticed that she was smiling, trying to be polite. Just as he was about to glance back at Kraden, misfortune struck.
"Isaac, since you seem to be so focused on my experament, you get to test it."
Stiffed chuckles and giggles sounded in the room, and glancing back at Mia only resulted in an amused expression. Apparently, though sympathetic, she was slightly amused as well.
His pride wouned, Isaac stepped forward, standing next to Kraden.
"Isaac I need you to summon a slight ammount of psynergy, just enough to get a reaction from my work."
Hints of murmors and worried moans were heard throughout the dwelling. The last time Kraden asked for psynergy for a "reaction," he had blown up both his house and three others. Of course, it was hardly Kraden's fault - Garet had a nasty habit of overdoing it, though noone pitied him when his house was one of the ones destroyed.
His muscles tensing, he placed his left hand over the warm goo of...stuff. Isaac had long ago given up trying to guess what it was that Kraden used in his potions. *Probably dead corpses ground into powder...*
Summoning a slight ammount of psynergy in his fist, Isaac watched as the goo started to swirl. Waiting for Kraden to say something, Isaac tried to hold the psynergy, hoping to not kill everyone in the hut.
"Hmm, that's not supposed to happen... It should be bubbling..."
*Oh, yippie ki yay... He's going to say that this is a bad thing, like always...*
"This is not good. Maybe if I used a Jupi-"
The sage never finished, as the swirling water suddenly lashed out, latching onto his skin. Yelping in shock more than fear, Isaac tried to shake the goo off, accidentally hitting a lamp with his hand.
A loud explosion sounded, throwing Isaac across the room. Slamming through the wall of Kraden's hut, Isaac swore as he layed on the grass, his head becoming quite light. As darkness crept into his being, he could've sworn that he saw Alex and Mia looking over him... *I thought he was dead...*
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Well, that's it for the first chapter! ^_^
Sheba - o_o
What?
Sheba - Mudshipping? YOU did Mudshipping?
...... It's not permanent, ya know... All will be explained in due time...
Sheba - Whatever...@_@
... Anyway, any fan of Star Trek might pick up on what will happen from the title (The Next Generation), but for those that don't know 'bout that, just wait...^_^
REVIEW, OR I WILL NOT CONTINUE THIS! =D