Ok, this is a story I just started and I'm kind of just writing ideas that
are coming to me. The story is set about several years before the original
Golden Sun with entirely different characters. The only people in this
entire story that are from Golden Sun are Babi and Kraden. I may add more
along the way though! Please R + R!
Chapter 1 - A Thief in the Rain
It was raining. Ordhy peered around a corner. Yes, he thought, three kids were coming. He could not see their faces however he knew that there were two boys and a girl. Don't they know the streets of Kalay are ruled by gangsters, he said in his mind. Oh well, I'll get the boys and see what they got and let the girl go. They approached and Ordhy charged and rammed into one of them and they both landed with a thud on the cement. Ordhy started giving the boy hard punches and blood spattered onto the sidewalk and washed into the allies by rainwater.
"Plasma!" A voice nearby shouted.
Suddenly he felt a blast against his side and he was thrown against the brick wall of a nearby building. He felt sick and when he spun around he saw a fist then - WHAM! He smashed against the wall for the second time. Yet he was not prepared for the next attack. A volley of punches and kicks that rendered him on the ground unable to move, in extreme pain.
"Punk! Thug!" A girl's voice said.
"Don't worry we got him, but we better be more careful around here," a boy's voice said.
"Yow, that hurt, he's pretty strong," a second male voice said in a pained voice.
Ordhy used his remaining energy to pull himself up.
"I'm.not.letting you kids.beat me," he struggled to say between painful gasps. Secret weapon time, he thought. "Haaaaaaaaa!"
"No, it's impossible," one boy said.
A glow of light then Ordhy felt the familiar sensation of power in the palm of his hand. He concentrated on his hand and felt the power grow and he shot his palm out and released a frigid blast of ice that hit one boy directly and blew him backward about ten feet and he landed face-first on the pavement. The other boy was surprised and off-guard so Ordhy barreled forward and punched him right in the nose and kicked him in the side, making him spin around and drop to the ground. Ordhy panted and then smiled faintly. He walked over to the bodies and gave them sharp kicks followed by painful cries. He examined the bodies very closely and removed a beautiful golden blade from one's cloak. In the rain he studied exotic designs on the handle.
"I've hit solid gold," he said with satisfaction. "Now where's that damn girl?"
He looked around but in the pouring rain could see nothing. No one on the streets but him. He nodded.
"I better leave, that girl probably went to get help and I don't want to be chased by an angry mob."
He looked over the gleaming sword and smiled. Then he bolted down a nearby ally and disappeared behind a curtain of rain. A minute later several agents from the PRR Org(Psychics R Real) emerged from the shadows.
"Did you see that?" One said.
"Oh yes, so this proves it," a second said.
"Those powers were amazing!" a third spoke.
"The world will see that powerful psychics really do exist!"
Barely conscious, the two boys felt themselves being dragged along pavement then thrown into a vehicle that suddenly roared to life and sped down the deserted road. A mile away a young, frightened girl hurriedly wandered the streets. Was there anyone kind enough to help her? She ran and ran. The rain poured harder as she made her way out of Kalay.
Four different people, three different directions. What will happen next? Will the currently unnamed children get back the golden sword that was stolen from them? More chapters on the way!
Next time, Chapter 2 - The Mysterious Sword Stolen Again!
Chapter 1 - A Thief in the Rain
It was raining. Ordhy peered around a corner. Yes, he thought, three kids were coming. He could not see their faces however he knew that there were two boys and a girl. Don't they know the streets of Kalay are ruled by gangsters, he said in his mind. Oh well, I'll get the boys and see what they got and let the girl go. They approached and Ordhy charged and rammed into one of them and they both landed with a thud on the cement. Ordhy started giving the boy hard punches and blood spattered onto the sidewalk and washed into the allies by rainwater.
"Plasma!" A voice nearby shouted.
Suddenly he felt a blast against his side and he was thrown against the brick wall of a nearby building. He felt sick and when he spun around he saw a fist then - WHAM! He smashed against the wall for the second time. Yet he was not prepared for the next attack. A volley of punches and kicks that rendered him on the ground unable to move, in extreme pain.
"Punk! Thug!" A girl's voice said.
"Don't worry we got him, but we better be more careful around here," a boy's voice said.
"Yow, that hurt, he's pretty strong," a second male voice said in a pained voice.
Ordhy used his remaining energy to pull himself up.
"I'm.not.letting you kids.beat me," he struggled to say between painful gasps. Secret weapon time, he thought. "Haaaaaaaaa!"
"No, it's impossible," one boy said.
A glow of light then Ordhy felt the familiar sensation of power in the palm of his hand. He concentrated on his hand and felt the power grow and he shot his palm out and released a frigid blast of ice that hit one boy directly and blew him backward about ten feet and he landed face-first on the pavement. The other boy was surprised and off-guard so Ordhy barreled forward and punched him right in the nose and kicked him in the side, making him spin around and drop to the ground. Ordhy panted and then smiled faintly. He walked over to the bodies and gave them sharp kicks followed by painful cries. He examined the bodies very closely and removed a beautiful golden blade from one's cloak. In the rain he studied exotic designs on the handle.
"I've hit solid gold," he said with satisfaction. "Now where's that damn girl?"
He looked around but in the pouring rain could see nothing. No one on the streets but him. He nodded.
"I better leave, that girl probably went to get help and I don't want to be chased by an angry mob."
He looked over the gleaming sword and smiled. Then he bolted down a nearby ally and disappeared behind a curtain of rain. A minute later several agents from the PRR Org(Psychics R Real) emerged from the shadows.
"Did you see that?" One said.
"Oh yes, so this proves it," a second said.
"Those powers were amazing!" a third spoke.
"The world will see that powerful psychics really do exist!"
Barely conscious, the two boys felt themselves being dragged along pavement then thrown into a vehicle that suddenly roared to life and sped down the deserted road. A mile away a young, frightened girl hurriedly wandered the streets. Was there anyone kind enough to help her? She ran and ran. The rain poured harder as she made her way out of Kalay.
Four different people, three different directions. What will happen next? Will the currently unnamed children get back the golden sword that was stolen from them? More chapters on the way!
Next time, Chapter 2 - The Mysterious Sword Stolen Again!