Parallels
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Chapter 13
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Ivan smirked as Garet entered his chamber, his face on of pure rage. Because Ivan had "things to do," the Master had assigned Garet with the task of sending Isaac and Hamma to the mine shaft. Garet, of course, wanted full well to complete his task as he was told. Wouldn't have had any problems, except that one thing kept him from completing his mission:
Ivan was keeping Hamma to train her.
"Where is she!? Where is that pathetic little b..." He noticed Hamma sitting in her chair, a safe distance from the doorway.
"Why is she in here? She needs to be sent to the mines!"
Ivan rolled his eyes, walking towards his desk. Doing so left Hamma somewhat vulnerable to Garet, but the Jupitarian doubted that the Maritan would try something. He may have been dumb and stupid, but he had his moments of intelligence.
"Garet, I am studying her. She fits the requirements to be trained as a full Anemian Master."
Garet blinked, his jaw hanging open. The idea of having two Anemian Masters was enough to make anyoen uneasy. Having a third would be devestating to his life. In more ways than one.
"Does the Master approve of this?"
"He will, once he recieves my memo."
Garet's eyes burned with rage, shooting a nasty glare at Hamma before turning back to Ivan. "You little baka. You're doing this on purpose, trying to say that I have no power!"
"Well, if that's what you think, Garet, I can't do anything about it. Unlike you, I don't beat up subordinates."
"WHAT?! YOU AREN'T SUPERIOR TO ME!"
"Oh, please. You were demoted after that stunt you pulled in Prox, making your rank lower than mine. Just be glad that the Master hasn't enforced it yet."
"You Anemian half-breed!"
Ivan winced at the insult. In Anemian culture, it was considered a grave sin to mate with one that was not a powerful adept, and to marry a non-adept was considered the ultimate insult. His mother had been Anemian, but his father was not. Though the insult meant less to Ivan than it would to Hamma, it still presented one question that he had yet to figure out - how the heck had Garet discovered it?
"Moronic oaf."
"Mighty Midgit!"
Ivan grinned, "At least I don't beat others whenever I'm angry. I'm quite sure that is what keeps you from regaining your rank, you know."
Garet froze, and Ivan knew he hit a tender spot.
"I...punish my subordinates, but that's common!"
"Underlings, yes, but not prisoners."
Garet's face became as white as an Imilian snowflake. "I..D...did nothing of the sort!"
"Suure, Garet. And I'd be careful taking that Isaac to the healers. The Master would be quite put off if word got out that you beat a prisoner of such importance."
"So? He never punishes me when I do it to others!"
"Ah, but this prisoner is a Venusian, right? I wonder how bad his wounds are - is he good enough to survive the Warporter?"
"..."
"Silence betrays you, Garet."
The Martian coughed, attempting to regain his composure. "You know, sometimes I think you would like to see me dead, you know?"
"Well, you certainly don't need my help. I seem to recall you were the one who lead a private team of 'crack commandos' into Prox, returning with only yourself and Saturos's pledge that he would avenge his lover. I do believe that we now have to waste time feinding of his raids instead of removing the resistance."
Garet simply growled, trying to say something. Ivan cut him off, deciding to reveal a couple of cards.
"And what of Mia? You said she was genuinely honest of aligning with us, and gave her to Felix without consulting us. I wonder who it was that convinced him to join the resistance, eh?"
"That doesn't..."
"And what of the time you caught Kay secretly sending supplies to the Resistance, and let her go, warning her to not do it again? I do believe that we lost a dozen or so cities because of her, do you agree?"
His face one with horror, Garet stared at Ivan. "How the hell did you...?"
"I learned the spy game, Garet. When you're near the top of the ladder, you learn such things. Now, do I need to go on with my list, or do you want to get Isaac healed up?"
"I'll go heal Isaa...HEY!"
Ivan smiled innocently, letting Garet stew over his mistake.
It didn't take long. The Martian stormed out the door, and apparently slammed four other doors, assuming that the noises he heard were doors and not bodies being slammed against the walls.
Turning his attention to Hamma, he smiled. "Forgive my moronic 'ally.' He has about as much sense as a rock, but he has his uses."
"What use could he be?"
*Well, we COULD give him to Saturos and get peace with Prox, but we first need a way to get rid of Garet without having it look like a setup.*
"Well, he keeps messing up with the rebels, but at least we know where they are."
"What do you think of the rebels?"
He frowned as she smiled weakly, apparently uneasy. Course, anyone who hadn't heard Garet's rampage before would be so.
Course, she was also a bit nervous, asking that kind of question.
"Silence betrays you..."
He stared at her, slightly irked (yet also amused) that she would use his own words against him.
"Forgive me if I spoke out of turn."
"Tis alright. Now then, I believe I was going to teach you, no? Alright. First, I need you to close your eyes." Watching her close them, he let out a sigh. He was curious about her potential, as, according to her mind, her father was immensely powerful.
"Open your mouth and take a deep breath, and let it out slow."
She did as such, though he heard the uneasyness in her breath. Of course, that was quite normal for a first time student. Though seeing a young woman learning how to use her abilities was somewhat stimulating.
Blinking, he cleared his mind, lest he become distracted. What brought THAT to mind?
"Now clear your mind, focus on the breathing, on the air around you." He paused. "What do you see?"
A brief pause, and a slight hint of shock in her breathing. "I see... I don't know. I see little clouds, but they are... I don't know. I feel like I know them."
He blinked. His sister had taught him many things, though most he had learned for himself. According to her, most new students easily understood what psynergy was, and those that didn't seemed to have an innate ability to understand them. This was good, very good.
"Using your mind, visualize yourself reading them."
Her brow furrowed, and for a minute he thought she was going to open her eyes. Aburptly, her eyes DID open, and she stared directly at him, looking VERY uncomfortable. *What?*
"Something wrong?"
"You're attracted to me."
He blinked, startled by what she said. It wasn't possible. No, there was no way she could have read his mind! He had barriers and wards to prevent any loose thoughts! How had she read his thoughts, especially deep personal thoughts, unless...
...unless she was far more powerful than they had believed. In that case, she was immensely more powerful than he had assumed. Maybe as powerful as himself.
She stared at him, obviously feeling uncomfortable. Not that he could blame her. His first thought when learning to read minds without physical contact informed him that his sister was quite taken by another mage - a female mage, to be specific.
Mentally shaking the errant thought, he nodded at Hamma, not wanting to give her a big smile, lest he upset her.
"Why don't we call it quits for now, alright?"
She said nothing, though she looked slightly relieved at that suggestion.
"I'm going to send you to my quarters. You'll be..." He noticed her obvious discomfort, "safe from Garet there."
She was relieved, and he touched a psynergetic stone on his desk, summoning a clerk. He noticed that four stones were darkened, signifying exhaustion. Or symbolizing the cause of the four bangs earlier.
As an aide entered and escorted Hamma out, Ivan began to think. Hamma was obviously powerful, potentially moreso than himself. If word of this got out, he would be in quite a fix, his power and position threatened.
Then there was also the notion that she had realized his sympathy to the Resistance. Should THAT get out, he would have more to worry about than his power and status...
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The first thing Isaac noticed was the absurd darkness. The energy field dissapated (what was it they called it? Warporter? Transporter?), leaving him in a vast chamber of darkness. No, not total darkness, as there was a light coming from another chamber a ways down. He moved towards it, hoping to find some kind of life.
The third thing he noticed was the stench. At first he assumed it was dead bodies, as the earlier conversations seemed to indicate that this was some kind of death camp. But the smell was not that of rotting flesh, but rather extreme body odor. Isaac didn't know which was worse.
Stepping into the chamber, he glanced around in suprise. The walls of the chamber were lined with Psynergy crystals, all of which were illuminating the chamber with a brillant white glow. On the ground, a series of cots sat before him, going back a ways. Walking in, he began to wonder just how big the cavern was.
"Take whichever cot want except mine and the one next to me."
Whirling around, Isaac stared at the form on a cot near the entrance, so close to the wall that Isaac hadn't noticed him. The figure was dressed in some kind of blue pants and shirt, though as he breathed, the hues of the clothing changed, from dark blue to sky blue. Odd. His hair was a bowl-cut dark brunette.
"Why not that one?"
The figure grunted, rolled over and began to stand up. "Because that's whe..."
The figure stared up at him, but Isaac barely noticed the shock on his face. Isaac was more conserned with the face of the figure before him:
Felix.
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Well, I finally got this chapter done... Now that I've moved past the initial training, maybe we can have some fun, eh?
Sheba - Felix has a bowl cut?
Eh, why not? Wait till you see his companion...=D
Sheba - Who is it? Hamma's girlfriend?
T. Hamma - I resent that!!
Sheba - The "Regime Hamma," not you.
T. Hamma - =_=
*cough* ANYWAY... REVIEWERS!!! ^^;;;
Alex, Ruler of Weyard - ^_^ A new face! ^_^;; All of your four points will be explained shortly, hopefully soon, as school is out soon... And I do wonder what gives you that idea about the mine...O_o Thanks!
Kyarorain - ^_^ Please review more! BEEP! -_- Thanks!
*** - Tis amusing. What do yout think of the fic?
Pyro1588 - o_o Where did you get SHEBA from?! @_@ I'll get to the trianlge soon, as I have a few...ideas. =D Will do! Thanks!
khmerboi919 - ^_^ Thanks!
The 8BTFreek - I do need to cover their past, don't I? Hmm... I'll bear that in mind. ^_^ Uh, he didn't disapear in Prox. o_O Stay tuned! ^_^ Thanks!
Dark Ice Dragon - ... Me thinks that Prox is confusing to people. Prox is controlled by Prox, and Felix WOULD have been important to getting Prox's assistance to the Rebellion. Anyway, thans! ^_^
wildcats1310 - You could say that. And nice to know that you wren't hurt! Uh, nuclear batter? Isn't that dangerous? Try using antimatter. =D Thanks!
TemplarofNi - ^_^ I'll get to it when I can, but I should warn you - from what I've skimmed of it, it's not my cup of tea. I'll try to give it a try when I get the chance... Thanks!
Net Strife - That would make anyone confused. I'm playing about six games right now, with a dozen games that I have NOT beaten, and five or so games about to come out that I want. 0_o Thanks!
Forgotten Souls - Yes, it was a good line. And I think you should reread to see what she thought of it... =D Picard's allegiance will be revealed next time. Expect Sheba to appear sometime in the future, as well as a meantion of Jenna... About your comment on Hamma/Ivan, remember that this Hamma is the DAUGHTER of an IVAN in another realm. In the Regime reality, Ivan and Hamma are siblings, but the "Beta" Hamma is not his siter... ^_^ Thanks for the review, and I HOPE to have this reality last about seven or so chapters, but that's a guess. Course, next chapter will be the first hint of how they get back to "GS" Reality...=D Thanks again!
Well, reviews done, DISCLAIMER!!!
Sheba - MIKAA DOES NOT OWN GOLDEN SUN OR NINTENDO!!!
REVIEW, as I need something happy today.. I have finals...
T. Hamma - Aw, poor baby.
Sheba - _ Next person to use that line gets decked.
o_O
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Chapter 13
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Ivan smirked as Garet entered his chamber, his face on of pure rage. Because Ivan had "things to do," the Master had assigned Garet with the task of sending Isaac and Hamma to the mine shaft. Garet, of course, wanted full well to complete his task as he was told. Wouldn't have had any problems, except that one thing kept him from completing his mission:
Ivan was keeping Hamma to train her.
"Where is she!? Where is that pathetic little b..." He noticed Hamma sitting in her chair, a safe distance from the doorway.
"Why is she in here? She needs to be sent to the mines!"
Ivan rolled his eyes, walking towards his desk. Doing so left Hamma somewhat vulnerable to Garet, but the Jupitarian doubted that the Maritan would try something. He may have been dumb and stupid, but he had his moments of intelligence.
"Garet, I am studying her. She fits the requirements to be trained as a full Anemian Master."
Garet blinked, his jaw hanging open. The idea of having two Anemian Masters was enough to make anyoen uneasy. Having a third would be devestating to his life. In more ways than one.
"Does the Master approve of this?"
"He will, once he recieves my memo."
Garet's eyes burned with rage, shooting a nasty glare at Hamma before turning back to Ivan. "You little baka. You're doing this on purpose, trying to say that I have no power!"
"Well, if that's what you think, Garet, I can't do anything about it. Unlike you, I don't beat up subordinates."
"WHAT?! YOU AREN'T SUPERIOR TO ME!"
"Oh, please. You were demoted after that stunt you pulled in Prox, making your rank lower than mine. Just be glad that the Master hasn't enforced it yet."
"You Anemian half-breed!"
Ivan winced at the insult. In Anemian culture, it was considered a grave sin to mate with one that was not a powerful adept, and to marry a non-adept was considered the ultimate insult. His mother had been Anemian, but his father was not. Though the insult meant less to Ivan than it would to Hamma, it still presented one question that he had yet to figure out - how the heck had Garet discovered it?
"Moronic oaf."
"Mighty Midgit!"
Ivan grinned, "At least I don't beat others whenever I'm angry. I'm quite sure that is what keeps you from regaining your rank, you know."
Garet froze, and Ivan knew he hit a tender spot.
"I...punish my subordinates, but that's common!"
"Underlings, yes, but not prisoners."
Garet's face became as white as an Imilian snowflake. "I..D...did nothing of the sort!"
"Suure, Garet. And I'd be careful taking that Isaac to the healers. The Master would be quite put off if word got out that you beat a prisoner of such importance."
"So? He never punishes me when I do it to others!"
"Ah, but this prisoner is a Venusian, right? I wonder how bad his wounds are - is he good enough to survive the Warporter?"
"..."
"Silence betrays you, Garet."
The Martian coughed, attempting to regain his composure. "You know, sometimes I think you would like to see me dead, you know?"
"Well, you certainly don't need my help. I seem to recall you were the one who lead a private team of 'crack commandos' into Prox, returning with only yourself and Saturos's pledge that he would avenge his lover. I do believe that we now have to waste time feinding of his raids instead of removing the resistance."
Garet simply growled, trying to say something. Ivan cut him off, deciding to reveal a couple of cards.
"And what of Mia? You said she was genuinely honest of aligning with us, and gave her to Felix without consulting us. I wonder who it was that convinced him to join the resistance, eh?"
"That doesn't..."
"And what of the time you caught Kay secretly sending supplies to the Resistance, and let her go, warning her to not do it again? I do believe that we lost a dozen or so cities because of her, do you agree?"
His face one with horror, Garet stared at Ivan. "How the hell did you...?"
"I learned the spy game, Garet. When you're near the top of the ladder, you learn such things. Now, do I need to go on with my list, or do you want to get Isaac healed up?"
"I'll go heal Isaa...HEY!"
Ivan smiled innocently, letting Garet stew over his mistake.
It didn't take long. The Martian stormed out the door, and apparently slammed four other doors, assuming that the noises he heard were doors and not bodies being slammed against the walls.
Turning his attention to Hamma, he smiled. "Forgive my moronic 'ally.' He has about as much sense as a rock, but he has his uses."
"What use could he be?"
*Well, we COULD give him to Saturos and get peace with Prox, but we first need a way to get rid of Garet without having it look like a setup.*
"Well, he keeps messing up with the rebels, but at least we know where they are."
"What do you think of the rebels?"
He frowned as she smiled weakly, apparently uneasy. Course, anyone who hadn't heard Garet's rampage before would be so.
Course, she was also a bit nervous, asking that kind of question.
"Silence betrays you..."
He stared at her, slightly irked (yet also amused) that she would use his own words against him.
"Forgive me if I spoke out of turn."
"Tis alright. Now then, I believe I was going to teach you, no? Alright. First, I need you to close your eyes." Watching her close them, he let out a sigh. He was curious about her potential, as, according to her mind, her father was immensely powerful.
"Open your mouth and take a deep breath, and let it out slow."
She did as such, though he heard the uneasyness in her breath. Of course, that was quite normal for a first time student. Though seeing a young woman learning how to use her abilities was somewhat stimulating.
Blinking, he cleared his mind, lest he become distracted. What brought THAT to mind?
"Now clear your mind, focus on the breathing, on the air around you." He paused. "What do you see?"
A brief pause, and a slight hint of shock in her breathing. "I see... I don't know. I see little clouds, but they are... I don't know. I feel like I know them."
He blinked. His sister had taught him many things, though most he had learned for himself. According to her, most new students easily understood what psynergy was, and those that didn't seemed to have an innate ability to understand them. This was good, very good.
"Using your mind, visualize yourself reading them."
Her brow furrowed, and for a minute he thought she was going to open her eyes. Aburptly, her eyes DID open, and she stared directly at him, looking VERY uncomfortable. *What?*
"Something wrong?"
"You're attracted to me."
He blinked, startled by what she said. It wasn't possible. No, there was no way she could have read his mind! He had barriers and wards to prevent any loose thoughts! How had she read his thoughts, especially deep personal thoughts, unless...
...unless she was far more powerful than they had believed. In that case, she was immensely more powerful than he had assumed. Maybe as powerful as himself.
She stared at him, obviously feeling uncomfortable. Not that he could blame her. His first thought when learning to read minds without physical contact informed him that his sister was quite taken by another mage - a female mage, to be specific.
Mentally shaking the errant thought, he nodded at Hamma, not wanting to give her a big smile, lest he upset her.
"Why don't we call it quits for now, alright?"
She said nothing, though she looked slightly relieved at that suggestion.
"I'm going to send you to my quarters. You'll be..." He noticed her obvious discomfort, "safe from Garet there."
She was relieved, and he touched a psynergetic stone on his desk, summoning a clerk. He noticed that four stones were darkened, signifying exhaustion. Or symbolizing the cause of the four bangs earlier.
As an aide entered and escorted Hamma out, Ivan began to think. Hamma was obviously powerful, potentially moreso than himself. If word of this got out, he would be in quite a fix, his power and position threatened.
Then there was also the notion that she had realized his sympathy to the Resistance. Should THAT get out, he would have more to worry about than his power and status...
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The first thing Isaac noticed was the absurd darkness. The energy field dissapated (what was it they called it? Warporter? Transporter?), leaving him in a vast chamber of darkness. No, not total darkness, as there was a light coming from another chamber a ways down. He moved towards it, hoping to find some kind of life.
The third thing he noticed was the stench. At first he assumed it was dead bodies, as the earlier conversations seemed to indicate that this was some kind of death camp. But the smell was not that of rotting flesh, but rather extreme body odor. Isaac didn't know which was worse.
Stepping into the chamber, he glanced around in suprise. The walls of the chamber were lined with Psynergy crystals, all of which were illuminating the chamber with a brillant white glow. On the ground, a series of cots sat before him, going back a ways. Walking in, he began to wonder just how big the cavern was.
"Take whichever cot want except mine and the one next to me."
Whirling around, Isaac stared at the form on a cot near the entrance, so close to the wall that Isaac hadn't noticed him. The figure was dressed in some kind of blue pants and shirt, though as he breathed, the hues of the clothing changed, from dark blue to sky blue. Odd. His hair was a bowl-cut dark brunette.
"Why not that one?"
The figure grunted, rolled over and began to stand up. "Because that's whe..."
The figure stared up at him, but Isaac barely noticed the shock on his face. Isaac was more conserned with the face of the figure before him:
Felix.
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Well, I finally got this chapter done... Now that I've moved past the initial training, maybe we can have some fun, eh?
Sheba - Felix has a bowl cut?
Eh, why not? Wait till you see his companion...=D
Sheba - Who is it? Hamma's girlfriend?
T. Hamma - I resent that!!
Sheba - The "Regime Hamma," not you.
T. Hamma - =_=
*cough* ANYWAY... REVIEWERS!!! ^^;;;
Alex, Ruler of Weyard - ^_^ A new face! ^_^;; All of your four points will be explained shortly, hopefully soon, as school is out soon... And I do wonder what gives you that idea about the mine...O_o Thanks!
Kyarorain - ^_^ Please review more! BEEP! -_- Thanks!
*** - Tis amusing. What do yout think of the fic?
Pyro1588 - o_o Where did you get SHEBA from?! @_@ I'll get to the trianlge soon, as I have a few...ideas. =D Will do! Thanks!
khmerboi919 - ^_^ Thanks!
The 8BTFreek - I do need to cover their past, don't I? Hmm... I'll bear that in mind. ^_^ Uh, he didn't disapear in Prox. o_O Stay tuned! ^_^ Thanks!
Dark Ice Dragon - ... Me thinks that Prox is confusing to people. Prox is controlled by Prox, and Felix WOULD have been important to getting Prox's assistance to the Rebellion. Anyway, thans! ^_^
wildcats1310 - You could say that. And nice to know that you wren't hurt! Uh, nuclear batter? Isn't that dangerous? Try using antimatter. =D Thanks!
TemplarofNi - ^_^ I'll get to it when I can, but I should warn you - from what I've skimmed of it, it's not my cup of tea. I'll try to give it a try when I get the chance... Thanks!
Net Strife - That would make anyone confused. I'm playing about six games right now, with a dozen games that I have NOT beaten, and five or so games about to come out that I want. 0_o Thanks!
Forgotten Souls - Yes, it was a good line. And I think you should reread to see what she thought of it... =D Picard's allegiance will be revealed next time. Expect Sheba to appear sometime in the future, as well as a meantion of Jenna... About your comment on Hamma/Ivan, remember that this Hamma is the DAUGHTER of an IVAN in another realm. In the Regime reality, Ivan and Hamma are siblings, but the "Beta" Hamma is not his siter... ^_^ Thanks for the review, and I HOPE to have this reality last about seven or so chapters, but that's a guess. Course, next chapter will be the first hint of how they get back to "GS" Reality...=D Thanks again!
Well, reviews done, DISCLAIMER!!!
Sheba - MIKAA DOES NOT OWN GOLDEN SUN OR NINTENDO!!!
REVIEW, as I need something happy today.. I have finals...
T. Hamma - Aw, poor baby.
Sheba - _ Next person to use that line gets decked.
o_O