Golden Sun Dodgeball Association of Golden Sun
Chapter Four:
It was a sunny afternoon, and Isaac and Co were sitting on his patio in his backyard, talking and nursing their wounds. It had been a long time that they had trained, and now they seemed to be really getting the hang on the game. That was good, since the national tournament was only a week and a half away. Isaac sat next to Mia and sipped his pink lemonade,
'Attention,' he said, standing up,' I had a question for everyone and I wanted to know everyone's response about it. All right, the question is whether or not we should leave early for the tournament next week in Tolbi?' Ivan looked uneasy at first and than spoke,
'I believe it would be a good idea to got to Tolbi early, better get used to the surroundings.'
'Interesting comment,' Isaac said.
'I believe we should go there and get some more practice in there, since that is where the tournament will happen, not here,' Piers said.
'I agree with him,' Alex said.
'So, is it an agreement? Say we leave two days from now. I believe we can get extra low rates because that is the day many of the other teams are leaving,' Isaac said. The team nodded and walked off to their houses to get packed. Isaac and Mia went upstairs and pulled out their luggage and started to pack. Both of them packed their game uniform and their training uniforms, and packed other clothes needed for more casual times. After he was packed, Isaac rested down on the bed and Mia sat next to him, he sighed.
'What is the matter, Isaac?'
'I hope...,' he paused,' I hope the rumors aren't true.'
'What rumors?'
'The rumors of that team out of Xian... the team made of former IRC members.'
'The IRC? No, impossible, how could they still be living?' Mia questioned.
'I am unsure, a friend of mine had an encounter with them on his way to Kalay, since he had to pass through Xian. While passing through Xian, they picked him up all nice and all, and than threw him out of the car and nearly ran him over. I saw heard that he was almost shot, and ran over, since they turned around and nearly destroyed his vehicle. Said it wasn't there fault, and all. Horrible people; those men from Xian, once was so beautiful, now it's a dirty, sickening city. 'Member the old days, Mia, when we were on our honeymoon?' He remembers the twilight walks through the deserted streets of Xian, the moonlight glistening against the water from the falls.
'Ah... so romantic were those evenings...,' Mia said. Isaac stood up slowly and walked out of the room, Mia jumps up and follows him, and he slowly starts to cry.
'What is the matter, Isaac?'
'The next day... they started to build the new city, and the martial arts people tried to stop them, the Master, Fiezhi, and that little fat boy. And that man... who wielded the blade of blue fire. And he had friends, some of whom also wielded those blades of fire. The Master fought them, but he died trying. Fiezhi rallied the members of the Dojo against the invaders, but they took heavy losses. Darn that fat boy! He didn't do anything! Finally, Fiezhi and the fat boy escaped for the mining town, and later escaped to some other place. I remember we gave them a ride into the north, and they got off in Vault, said they had to visit a wind adept in town. Don't remember much else.' Isaac knelt down in the hallway, face in his hands, crying softly; while Mia tried to comfort him. He had rough memories about Xian.
Down in Xian, or rather we should say Imperial City, RS and his crew were at his café, celebrating their victory. The café was quite empty today, and they knocked at the door and than opened it and walked into a small lobby. There were several coat hooks, and after hanging up their coats, they entered the lovely café. There were scattered people sitting at a table or two, and a small fire was flickering in the hearth. A waiter walked over to his small podium that held the reservations and checked their names,
'Rolf van Vealian,' RS said.
'Wes van Vealian,' Imperial Swordsman said.
'Fuer Michael Montego,' Zithromax said.
'Reamus Bigg,' Mr. Bigg said.
'Fulredy Merkur,' Mercurio said.
'Petir Owtotey,' Top Gear said. Rolf paused,
'That isn't your real name, is it?'
'No...,' Petir said.
'And there you have it, Sir Lawrence, Imperial City's RS6, the team that is going to challenge the dodgeball teams of the world in Tolbi next week. We came for a little celebration party for our victory in the mining city. How's business today, my man?'
'It is well, Rolf, but... there were some visitors who weren't the regulars. They claimed they were from "Xian", and they said they were the dodgeball team representing "Xian".' Rolf narrowed his eyes,
'Is that so? Are they here now?'
'Yes. They are over there,' Lawrence pointed to a table in the corner where seven men sat. From the back, some of them looked pretty strong by the size of their shoulder muscles.
'Is that so? Well, come on men, we'll show them the real team from Imperial City, not this rubbish about "Xian".' Wes turned to Lawrence,
'What did they say they were called?'
'They spoke of themselves as Fiezhi's Myrmidons.'
'Is that so... well, we are mercenaries, and we won't take anything from those myrmidons.' The group started to walk over to the corner table. They heard their conversation,
'Well, some group just showed up, perhaps they are that group of weaklings from "Imperial City". Led by a man named Royal Swordsman, a man who was known for his network of agents. Probably a weakling, since he hid behind his agents.'
'I would love to fight that group, we'll probably beat them badly. They rely on weapons and those accursed "blades of fire" that Madom Fiezhi spoke of. We'll get her revenge.' Rolf stopped in front of their table,
'So... you are Fiezhi's Myrmidons?'
'Yeah, that would be us. What do you want?'
'Where are you from?'
'Xian.'
'Really? I'll have to ask you to leave, this café is for residents only. Residents of Imperial City, Xian is no longer a city in this world.' The Myrmidons stood and looked at the team. Rolf and Wes were in the forefront and the two of them looked like heroes from some medieval story. Strong and brave, men who were dedicated to fighting for the people, and they did fight for the people, the people of Imperial City. Reamus Bigg, on the other hand, didn't really look as though he was ready to fight anyone. He was a scholar of sorts, along with Fulredy Merkur. Both of them had been friends for a while, and it was rumored that Reamus was the one who showed Rolf the world of Golden Sun. Both of them were scholars, knowledge was a good friend. It was actually a good friend to all of them. Rolf and Wes were both strong, since they were in sports that required good strength and flexibility; strength not just in your arms, but in your whole body. But don't get them wrong, just because they were strong didn't mean they weren't smart, oh, they were very smart, both of them.
Top Gear was also a very strong character, since for pretty much his entire career since arriving at Golden Sun, he was a bounty hunter, an assassin. He was independent for a while, until he met Rolf one day and decided to help him as well. Rolf was one of favorite clients, and a time ago, he fought alongside of Rolf in Tolbi.
Now the final character of the team, Fuer Michael Montego, was somewhat of a fighting character. He was the high class one of the group, but he could fight. Montego enjoyed walking the streets of Imperial City during the twilight times of dusk, but he has been jumped twice. It doesn't stop him from walking the streets, since he enjoys it. He always has a weapon on him when he walks, and it is rumored that he has several sword items (sword cane, sword umbrella, etc.) With those, he is peerless, and his prowess with a sword cane is legendary. It is also rumored that he is a descendant of Jacob Lancast (anyone remember him?) Jacob Lancast was a very powerful figure, and in the early days before the second game, he was the first person to claim Alchemy. After a while, he gave it to Royal Swordsman, who was a personal friend of his. Well, back to the story.
Fiezhi's Myrmidons cracked their knuckles and some of them pulled out knives. Their leader spoke again,
'Why would we have to leave? I paid, and for a dump like this, you should just ask for the pay and accept everyone, as long as they could pay.' Wes stepped forward,
'A dump? You want to know what place was a dump? Xian was.'
'That's it. I've had enough of you and your team.' He took a bottle from the table, and without a warning hit Wes across the face with it. Rolf immediately went forward, and gave the leader a nice fist right in the stomach. It started. Another member of Fiezhi's team took a chair and threw it at Reamus, who ducked, and the chair hit another table, taking all the food off it. That table stood, it was only two people, two IRPs (anyone remember them?) They stood and walked over to Reamus and asked,
'Who the bloody threw that chair?'
'He did,' Reamus said, pointing to the man. The IRP, Captain Cal West, and he brought out his gun and fired.
Everyone stopped, Rolf and their leader were in a fist fight, and both of them seemed bruised, there was blood on Rolf's shirt, and the leader had a black eye. Wes and another man were not far from them, they too were in a rather aggressive fight. Montego had his sword out, he had an umbrella this time, and the member from the enemy side had dual knives. Top Gear was taking on two men at a time, but they stopped when they heard the gun shot. Top Gear, an assassin, quickly punched on guy in the face with his gauntleted hand. The guy keeled over, since he seemed to be winded. The sole other member of the team was about to fight Fulredy, who seemed to have a katana. He apparently pulled it out of his jacket, but no one saw it appear. Everyone looked to the IRP who spoke,
'Whoever threw that chair better run, because I will bloody kill you! That was a great dinner and you ruined it!' He jumped and tackled the man, one of the myrmidons tried to stop him, but the other IRP shot the man in the leg. Fulredy disappeared, and when he reappeared, his katana was threw the man he was fighting. One could see the sword on the other side.
'Fiezhi... I failed you. At least death is better than failure...' Reamus was about to be attacked by some guy, but he pointed behind him, since Top Gear was about to kill him, but the man didn't look, and Reamus kicked him in the crotch, since he seemed to be his only defense. Reamus, as we said, wasn't much of a fighter. The man feel his knees, and a blaster shot, from Top Gear's custom pistols, hit the man in the back of the neck, ending his pitiful life. Top Gear turned, and than hit some guy with the handle of his pistol.
Rolf was taking hits from the leader, and the leader pulled a knife, and he seemed ready to knife Rolf, when Rolf backed up and sent a booted foot at the leader's wrist. The knife fell, and Rolf sent another kick and hit the leader in the chin. He fell backwards and the man Wes was fighting glanced over, just as Wes took his legs out from underneath him. The one myrmidon who was shot in the leg, stabbed the first IRP in the back. Without warning from both of them, Montego and Fulredy both disappeared and reappeared, blades going through the myrmidon.
The leader had enough, and he took a napkin and waved it around. Everyone stopped,
'Enough, my team, now three are dead. We'll leave, you win! I'll get my revenge in dodgeball, in Tolbi. You, you are Rolf from the RS 6? I am Maxime of Tolbi, and I will show you how its done in Tolbi. The real game of dodgeball.'
'Is that so?'