Disclaimer: Me, own Golden Sun? I wish.
Here is the next chapter of Stable Boy. Bon appetite.
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Scarlet
The P.P. Inn was packed with drunks, unshaven and reeking of alcohol. Isaac and Garet sat at the bar, Isaac listening to a retelling of Garet's escapades during the Alchemy War.
"That's when my father forced me to join the Crimson Corps, so our clan could obtain the Golden Sun," Garet paused, thinking. "But when we finally reached Mount Aleph, it was gone. No one knows what happened it."
Isaac frowned knowingly and sighed, "Perhaps it is better that the Golden Sun was not there. That much power is enough to drive a person insane."
Garet saw the faraway look in his eyes, and decided to change the subject, "That's when I found a blonde drowned rat on the road home!"
"Garet!" that did it. "I didn't look like that.
"I'm only joking," Garet laughed. "You had that distant look in your eyes again."
"Very funny," Isaac grinned evilly. "Why don't I just bring up your obsession with..." Isaac stopped when someone pushed against his back. He turned on the person glaring down.
"Sorry," a high voice squeaked from under the white hood of the pallid coat, making Isaac wonder what a girl was doing in a bar.
"No problem," Isaac turned back to Garet, who had turned pale. "Now what was I talking about?" he asked aloud, making Garet sweat.
"Nothing," Garet tried to get out with his pride intact.
"Oh, yeah. We were talking about your obsession with..." Isaac was interrupted for a second time by three men who were standing in a semicircle around the girl that had bumped into him earlier.
"Now what would a pretty thing like you be doing in a place like this?" the first, a tall burly man, ran his long fingers through his greasy black hair. The robed girl stayed silent, however, her back turned.
"Why don't you come up to our room, and we'll show you a good time," the second, a head shorter than the first grinned, but the girl still did not turn.
"Please don't ignore us, we do not get girls in here often," the third, a short bald man, reached his hand to touch her shoulder.
The sound of an unsheathing sword was heard and the bald man screamed in pain when he pulled back his arm, minus a hand. The room became very quiet afterward.
"This woman clearly does not want to be in contact with any of you three," Isaac pointed his broad sword at the remaining two, ignoring the screams of the bald man. "So please leave this place, or die.
A look of fear crossed the two men's faces, but it disappeared quickly, as they each drew a short sword from a random place.
"You caught our friend by surprise, but you won't be so lucky this time," the two said in unison.
Both men rushed at Isaac, one swinging over and one under. Their tactics were not very effective, though. In a blur of movement, Isaac was behind the two, his blade resting inches from the ground. Rivers of scarlet erupted from the two men's bodies as they fell to the ground, lifeless.
"You both were foolish enough to sacrifice your lives for nothing," Isaac voice dropped to a growl. He turned back to Garet, but something was different. A crimson glow shone in his eyes, the opposite of its usual cobalt color, signifying a lust for blood.
"Stop Isaac, that's enough!" Garet jumped and seized Isaac, holding him down. The malevolent flame in Isaac's eyes smoldered to nothing as he recognized his friend's voice.
"Its okay now Garet," Isaac spoke shakily, while Garet helped him up. The crowd's volume rose again, showing the harshness of the time.
"He is coming closer to the surface," Garet pointed out as he led them back to the bar.
Isaac sighed, "I know, there isn't much that can halt Robin's thirst for a fight."
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The two walked slowly out the inn doors, ignoring the stares of the drinkers. Garet hurriedly helped Isaac lean against the wall where he promptly colorized the wall. Garet patted his friend on the back, knowing his distaste for the sight of blood. After Isaac's vomiting session, he stood unsteadily, Garet supporting him.
"That feels better," Isaac face seemed to pale more in the moonlight, a sign of his lie.
"You really need to figure out how to control your darker side," Garet started walking, with Isaac leaning on his shoulder.
"I know," Isaac looked down in shame. "It is just hard to contain the impulses now, especially after..." Isaac stopped, remembering that Garet did not know all of his past even after the months that they had traveled together.
"Wait," the duo turned to see the robed girl approaching, this time with her hood down. Long cerulean hair flowed behind her as she raced to catch up with the boys, her pale face red with the cold. Her sapphire eyes stayed focused as the girl caught up with them. She bowed her head down, as a gesture of gratitude, "I want to thank you for saving me."
Isaac smiled humbly, though he still looked exhausted, "It is nothing to concern yourself with."
Mia seemed taken aback at Isaac's lack of arrogance, and looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Isaac blushed, though it could have been mistaken for the cold, "I am fine, I just can't stand the sight of blood."
"Halt," all three teens turned to see Alex, with a legion of armored knights surrounding him. He pointed to Isaac, his eyes glowing, "You have violated one of the sacred laws of Imil, and for that we must take you to the dungeon, stable boy."
"Isaac only acted in defense of another person," Garet jumped forward in Isaac's defense, gesturing towards the girl.
"And you have kidnapped the princess of Imil, this is punishable only by death," things were getting worse by the second as the knights slowly started closing in.
"Think fast, Garet," Isaac hissed under his breath, hoping his friend was thinking better than him.
"I already made the escape plan for the inn, it's your turn now," Garet whispered back.
"Oh, alright," Isaac grunted. "Earthquake!"
The earth below the knights shook tremulously, knocking the knights to their backs. Quickly, the four teens fled, racing down the city streets.
Alex stood from the gaggle of knights, and watched the three's retreating backs. One thought ran through his mind, 'A Venus adept.' He remembered the scent of blood that he had smelt earlier, 'Robin the Slayer.'
$_$
Isaac, Garet, and Mia slowed in there running, stopping in a dark alleyway. They each took a few seconds to catch their breaths, before Garet started laughing.
"What are you laughing about?" Isaac asked between breaths. Garet just shook his head and turned to Mia.
"Since we are your kidnappers, it would be nice to know the name of the kidnapped."
Mia giggled, though not completely grasping the situation, and curtseyed, "I am Mia, Princess of Imil."
"Well, I am Garet, renowned fighter," he bragged. "And this is Isaac, the best swordsman that I have ever seen." Isaac smiled, though his eyes were far away.
"What are we going to do next, Mr. I am a renowned fighter?" Isaac asked sarcastically.
"I don't know," Garet was unaffected by Isaac's mockery.
"I know a place where we can hide," Mia looked at the two expectantly. This immediately caught their attention and she continued. "I have an old friend that lives here. We haven't seen each other in a while, but I still remember where she lives."
"Are you sure it's okay?" Isaac asked.
"Yes, I feel that I can trust you," Mia smiled, not aware that she had left of two from her sentence.
"That works for us, lets go," Garet laughed as their hostage led the way to salvation.
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Reviewer's Response
PyroDragon88- I don't think Mia was mad, just surprised in a bad way.
Isaac and Robin are the same in a way. You find out more as the story goes along.
I am trying to give Mudshipping, Aquashipping, and the dreaded Imilshipping equal spotlight in this one; though I think I am failing horribly...
Thanks for the review.
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Gah! Only one reader. Its the beginning of Alchemy's Elements all over again!
Here is the next chapter of Stable Boy. Bon appetite.
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Scarlet
The P.P. Inn was packed with drunks, unshaven and reeking of alcohol. Isaac and Garet sat at the bar, Isaac listening to a retelling of Garet's escapades during the Alchemy War.
"That's when my father forced me to join the Crimson Corps, so our clan could obtain the Golden Sun," Garet paused, thinking. "But when we finally reached Mount Aleph, it was gone. No one knows what happened it."
Isaac frowned knowingly and sighed, "Perhaps it is better that the Golden Sun was not there. That much power is enough to drive a person insane."
Garet saw the faraway look in his eyes, and decided to change the subject, "That's when I found a blonde drowned rat on the road home!"
"Garet!" that did it. "I didn't look like that.
"I'm only joking," Garet laughed. "You had that distant look in your eyes again."
"Very funny," Isaac grinned evilly. "Why don't I just bring up your obsession with..." Isaac stopped when someone pushed against his back. He turned on the person glaring down.
"Sorry," a high voice squeaked from under the white hood of the pallid coat, making Isaac wonder what a girl was doing in a bar.
"No problem," Isaac turned back to Garet, who had turned pale. "Now what was I talking about?" he asked aloud, making Garet sweat.
"Nothing," Garet tried to get out with his pride intact.
"Oh, yeah. We were talking about your obsession with..." Isaac was interrupted for a second time by three men who were standing in a semicircle around the girl that had bumped into him earlier.
"Now what would a pretty thing like you be doing in a place like this?" the first, a tall burly man, ran his long fingers through his greasy black hair. The robed girl stayed silent, however, her back turned.
"Why don't you come up to our room, and we'll show you a good time," the second, a head shorter than the first grinned, but the girl still did not turn.
"Please don't ignore us, we do not get girls in here often," the third, a short bald man, reached his hand to touch her shoulder.
The sound of an unsheathing sword was heard and the bald man screamed in pain when he pulled back his arm, minus a hand. The room became very quiet afterward.
"This woman clearly does not want to be in contact with any of you three," Isaac pointed his broad sword at the remaining two, ignoring the screams of the bald man. "So please leave this place, or die.
A look of fear crossed the two men's faces, but it disappeared quickly, as they each drew a short sword from a random place.
"You caught our friend by surprise, but you won't be so lucky this time," the two said in unison.
Both men rushed at Isaac, one swinging over and one under. Their tactics were not very effective, though. In a blur of movement, Isaac was behind the two, his blade resting inches from the ground. Rivers of scarlet erupted from the two men's bodies as they fell to the ground, lifeless.
"You both were foolish enough to sacrifice your lives for nothing," Isaac voice dropped to a growl. He turned back to Garet, but something was different. A crimson glow shone in his eyes, the opposite of its usual cobalt color, signifying a lust for blood.
"Stop Isaac, that's enough!" Garet jumped and seized Isaac, holding him down. The malevolent flame in Isaac's eyes smoldered to nothing as he recognized his friend's voice.
"Its okay now Garet," Isaac spoke shakily, while Garet helped him up. The crowd's volume rose again, showing the harshness of the time.
"He is coming closer to the surface," Garet pointed out as he led them back to the bar.
Isaac sighed, "I know, there isn't much that can halt Robin's thirst for a fight."
*_*
The two walked slowly out the inn doors, ignoring the stares of the drinkers. Garet hurriedly helped Isaac lean against the wall where he promptly colorized the wall. Garet patted his friend on the back, knowing his distaste for the sight of blood. After Isaac's vomiting session, he stood unsteadily, Garet supporting him.
"That feels better," Isaac face seemed to pale more in the moonlight, a sign of his lie.
"You really need to figure out how to control your darker side," Garet started walking, with Isaac leaning on his shoulder.
"I know," Isaac looked down in shame. "It is just hard to contain the impulses now, especially after..." Isaac stopped, remembering that Garet did not know all of his past even after the months that they had traveled together.
"Wait," the duo turned to see the robed girl approaching, this time with her hood down. Long cerulean hair flowed behind her as she raced to catch up with the boys, her pale face red with the cold. Her sapphire eyes stayed focused as the girl caught up with them. She bowed her head down, as a gesture of gratitude, "I want to thank you for saving me."
Isaac smiled humbly, though he still looked exhausted, "It is nothing to concern yourself with."
Mia seemed taken aback at Isaac's lack of arrogance, and looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Isaac blushed, though it could have been mistaken for the cold, "I am fine, I just can't stand the sight of blood."
"Halt," all three teens turned to see Alex, with a legion of armored knights surrounding him. He pointed to Isaac, his eyes glowing, "You have violated one of the sacred laws of Imil, and for that we must take you to the dungeon, stable boy."
"Isaac only acted in defense of another person," Garet jumped forward in Isaac's defense, gesturing towards the girl.
"And you have kidnapped the princess of Imil, this is punishable only by death," things were getting worse by the second as the knights slowly started closing in.
"Think fast, Garet," Isaac hissed under his breath, hoping his friend was thinking better than him.
"I already made the escape plan for the inn, it's your turn now," Garet whispered back.
"Oh, alright," Isaac grunted. "Earthquake!"
The earth below the knights shook tremulously, knocking the knights to their backs. Quickly, the four teens fled, racing down the city streets.
Alex stood from the gaggle of knights, and watched the three's retreating backs. One thought ran through his mind, 'A Venus adept.' He remembered the scent of blood that he had smelt earlier, 'Robin the Slayer.'
$_$
Isaac, Garet, and Mia slowed in there running, stopping in a dark alleyway. They each took a few seconds to catch their breaths, before Garet started laughing.
"What are you laughing about?" Isaac asked between breaths. Garet just shook his head and turned to Mia.
"Since we are your kidnappers, it would be nice to know the name of the kidnapped."
Mia giggled, though not completely grasping the situation, and curtseyed, "I am Mia, Princess of Imil."
"Well, I am Garet, renowned fighter," he bragged. "And this is Isaac, the best swordsman that I have ever seen." Isaac smiled, though his eyes were far away.
"What are we going to do next, Mr. I am a renowned fighter?" Isaac asked sarcastically.
"I don't know," Garet was unaffected by Isaac's mockery.
"I know a place where we can hide," Mia looked at the two expectantly. This immediately caught their attention and she continued. "I have an old friend that lives here. We haven't seen each other in a while, but I still remember where she lives."
"Are you sure it's okay?" Isaac asked.
"Yes, I feel that I can trust you," Mia smiled, not aware that she had left of two from her sentence.
"That works for us, lets go," Garet laughed as their hostage led the way to salvation.
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Reviewer's Response
PyroDragon88- I don't think Mia was mad, just surprised in a bad way.
Isaac and Robin are the same in a way. You find out more as the story goes along.
I am trying to give Mudshipping, Aquashipping, and the dreaded Imilshipping equal spotlight in this one; though I think I am failing horribly...
Thanks for the review.
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Gah! Only one reader. Its the beginning of Alchemy's Elements all over again!