Disclaimer: If I owned Golden Sun, I would be making another game, and not
be wasting time on this story. However, I sadly do not own it.
Ah, the beginning of a sequel. I am back with the next installment of this mediocre fan fiction.
Ivan, Garet, Isaac, and Mia (tied up in steel cage): Please save us from this madman!
Just so everyone knows, I have picked up three extra muses for this book. Now, let the torture commence.
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To Turn a Page
On a high cliff, standing out into the sea, a being in violet robes stood with his arms straight out. Its emerald eyes glowed maliciously in the dark confines of its hoods. The being glowed amethyst temporarily, before black clouds formed around its body. With a simple flick of its wrist, the creature sent the clouds out, towards the Eastern Sea.
The rich cerulean expanse of the Eastern Sea surrounded an archaic ship of intermediate proportions as it sailed northward. The tan ship cut through the foaming water easily, forming a wave around its dragon shaped masthead.
In the foremost of the deck, a man of incredible stature stood poised against the sight of the sparkling water. His tall red hair exploded forth from his skull, forming a straight column of scarlet. His rich chocolate eyes were framed with adventure as he steered the ship through each undercurrent, using the round helm.
Up above the man, a small boy, barely fifteen years of age, looked out upon the deep. His short blonde hair danced gently with the light breeze, just as his soft violet eyes caught the foreshadowing of storm clouds in the horizon. Looking down to the red-haired man below, the boy shouted out.
"Garet, there is a storm approaching, and it does not look friendly."
"Ivan, this is no time to be sarcastic," the redheaded man pointed out before barking out a fast order. "Go tell Mia that there is a storm brewing, and then see if you can get Isaac to help us batten down everything on the deck."
"I don't think we should disturb him," Ivan pointed out. "He has been inside his quarters all day, looking through that book of his."
"The Tomegathericon?" Garet asked quickly.
"Yes, he said that it might hold important clues to defeating the guardians."
"Well, we still need him up here to help us," Garet pondered. "Why not ask Mia to get him. We know he won't be disturbed by her."
They shared sinister smiles before Ivan ran down the deck and down the stairs to the kitchen. Ivan barged through the wooden door, and ran straight to the cerulean haired Mercury adept standing over the onyx woodstove concentrating on boiling their fish dinner.
"Mia, we have a storm coming towards us," Ivan was straight to the point in this emergency.
The pale girl whirled around, her white robes spinning. Mia's sapphire eyes locked with Ivan's lilac ones in a serious gaze.
"You are not joking this time, right?" Ivan frowned and shook his blonde hair furiously.
"No, I am not," he paused, remembering his original purpose. "I need you to drag Isaac from his room. We need him to help tie things down on deck." Mia nodded and ran by Ivan and down the hallway.
A brown door stood opened in the deep confines of the ship, the door to Isaac's room. Mia came upon the door quickly, knocking three times. A faint murmur from inside told her to come in. Mia slowly pushed the creaking door open, and stepped into the dim room.
A boy with spiky blonde hair sat in a bland wooden bed, reading a little black book with his left and only arm. Papers filled with hastily scrawled notes covered the white sheets around him, and more were being added by the second. Sticking a small piece of paper in his book, the boy turned to face Mia.
"I still have found nothing in this," he shifted his blue tunic as he stood unsteadily and rubbed his tired cobalt eyes.
"Its okay Isaac," Mia moved closer to him and drew him into a hug. "We still have a while before we actually find the guardians."
"Thanks Mia," the boy returned the embrace and smiled. "Where would I be without you?"
"You would probably be in a sanctum for every day of your life with all the danger you run into," Mia laughed and lightly kissed Isaac playfully.
"I am not so sure whether the danger runs to me or it I run to it," Isaac laced his left arm around Mia's waist and pulled her against him.
"You should know that Garet and Ivan need you above decks," Mia started pulling Isaac towards the door, and the two strolled down the hallway, hand in hand.
"Wave!" Ivan yelled as another wave crashed into the side of the ship.
Water sloshed around the decks in the torrential downpour, soaking the adepts to the bone. The storm had lasted for three hours and showed no signs of letting up. Lightning flashed across the horizon rapidly, showing that this was no normal storm.
"Wave!" this time Garet yelled, close to the edge of the ship. The full force of the wave sent him flailing over the side, only a strong grip holding him from the swirling waters.
"Hold on Garet," Isaac was already pulling the exhausted Mars adept from the side and back onto the slippery deck. Garet yelled his thanks and heartily slapped Isaac across the shoulder.
'Hard to believe that they could ever have not been friends,' Ivan thought, suddenly remembering the journey before Venus Lighthouse.
"I think the storm is clearing up!" the three boys could hear Mia yell from the helm, and looked to the light beyond the malevolent storm. The ship made it out, and the adepts set themselves to finding land to repair the damage.
The small village of Daila stood by the sea, colored a burning crimson by the setting sun. The adepts pulled into the creaking docks in their ship, passing fishing boats and transports. The four friends worked together, tying the ship down and repairing the light damages. Night finally settled as the four strolled down the dirt path that ran throughout the straw-roofed houses of Daila and to the bright inn.
Luna rose high in the night sky, signaling midnight while a dark presence formulated just on the outskirts of Daila. For a second time, the magician in purple and gold appeared and stalked towards the town.
A single candle lit Isaac's room, showing the dusty bed beside the desk he was reading on. Isaac squinted in the pale light, trying to make out the words of the Tomegathericon. He had finally found a passage over a guardian, namely the Star Magician, and he finally understood just how powerful these monsters were.
"The Star Magician," he read aloud. "This mystic was once the advisor of ancient lords, holding power over all nations. However, this man delved himself so deeply into his art of Alchemy that he lost all sense of his personality. This almighty being killed many of his own subjects until even the captain of the knights turned against him, killing him with his cursed sword. Acheron, as this knight was named, would later play a greater part in the history of Weyward as he ascended to class of royalty." (1)
A distant echo of screams stopped Isaac's reading, turning his attention to the window, etched in red.
"Fire!" another muffled scream was cut short by an explosion.
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(1)- The Darksword's release is Acheron's Grief. This will play an important role when they meet Duhalan.
The first chapter of the next part of GS. With this, I am going to try to make the first redo of both games combined.
Ivan: And you will torture every character along the way.
Sure I will, that is the fun of writing fan fiction. ^_^
Now do the reviewers spotlight for the end of AE!
Ivan: Oh, alright.
Reviewers' Spotlight-
Anime-Master7- I guess that I just misspelled it once and did it throughout the chapter. Thanks for the review.
Lu Xun 88- Thanks for the great compliment, but you are giving me too much praise. I think that 'A Paladin's Heart' by Triad Orion, or any of Midnight C's stories beat mine. Also, Duhallan will be a great surprise for everyone.
The 8BTFreek- I would like to thank you for all of your great review. You always had at least one question for me, or any errors that I needed to fix included in them, and it really helped me out. I am also happy that I could drag a steamshipper (rabid at that) into one of my fictions. Thank you for reading and putting me in your bio.
Ah, the beginning of a sequel. I am back with the next installment of this mediocre fan fiction.
Ivan, Garet, Isaac, and Mia (tied up in steel cage): Please save us from this madman!
Just so everyone knows, I have picked up three extra muses for this book. Now, let the torture commence.
@_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@
To Turn a Page
On a high cliff, standing out into the sea, a being in violet robes stood with his arms straight out. Its emerald eyes glowed maliciously in the dark confines of its hoods. The being glowed amethyst temporarily, before black clouds formed around its body. With a simple flick of its wrist, the creature sent the clouds out, towards the Eastern Sea.
The rich cerulean expanse of the Eastern Sea surrounded an archaic ship of intermediate proportions as it sailed northward. The tan ship cut through the foaming water easily, forming a wave around its dragon shaped masthead.
In the foremost of the deck, a man of incredible stature stood poised against the sight of the sparkling water. His tall red hair exploded forth from his skull, forming a straight column of scarlet. His rich chocolate eyes were framed with adventure as he steered the ship through each undercurrent, using the round helm.
Up above the man, a small boy, barely fifteen years of age, looked out upon the deep. His short blonde hair danced gently with the light breeze, just as his soft violet eyes caught the foreshadowing of storm clouds in the horizon. Looking down to the red-haired man below, the boy shouted out.
"Garet, there is a storm approaching, and it does not look friendly."
"Ivan, this is no time to be sarcastic," the redheaded man pointed out before barking out a fast order. "Go tell Mia that there is a storm brewing, and then see if you can get Isaac to help us batten down everything on the deck."
"I don't think we should disturb him," Ivan pointed out. "He has been inside his quarters all day, looking through that book of his."
"The Tomegathericon?" Garet asked quickly.
"Yes, he said that it might hold important clues to defeating the guardians."
"Well, we still need him up here to help us," Garet pondered. "Why not ask Mia to get him. We know he won't be disturbed by her."
They shared sinister smiles before Ivan ran down the deck and down the stairs to the kitchen. Ivan barged through the wooden door, and ran straight to the cerulean haired Mercury adept standing over the onyx woodstove concentrating on boiling their fish dinner.
"Mia, we have a storm coming towards us," Ivan was straight to the point in this emergency.
The pale girl whirled around, her white robes spinning. Mia's sapphire eyes locked with Ivan's lilac ones in a serious gaze.
"You are not joking this time, right?" Ivan frowned and shook his blonde hair furiously.
"No, I am not," he paused, remembering his original purpose. "I need you to drag Isaac from his room. We need him to help tie things down on deck." Mia nodded and ran by Ivan and down the hallway.
A brown door stood opened in the deep confines of the ship, the door to Isaac's room. Mia came upon the door quickly, knocking three times. A faint murmur from inside told her to come in. Mia slowly pushed the creaking door open, and stepped into the dim room.
A boy with spiky blonde hair sat in a bland wooden bed, reading a little black book with his left and only arm. Papers filled with hastily scrawled notes covered the white sheets around him, and more were being added by the second. Sticking a small piece of paper in his book, the boy turned to face Mia.
"I still have found nothing in this," he shifted his blue tunic as he stood unsteadily and rubbed his tired cobalt eyes.
"Its okay Isaac," Mia moved closer to him and drew him into a hug. "We still have a while before we actually find the guardians."
"Thanks Mia," the boy returned the embrace and smiled. "Where would I be without you?"
"You would probably be in a sanctum for every day of your life with all the danger you run into," Mia laughed and lightly kissed Isaac playfully.
"I am not so sure whether the danger runs to me or it I run to it," Isaac laced his left arm around Mia's waist and pulled her against him.
"You should know that Garet and Ivan need you above decks," Mia started pulling Isaac towards the door, and the two strolled down the hallway, hand in hand.
"Wave!" Ivan yelled as another wave crashed into the side of the ship.
Water sloshed around the decks in the torrential downpour, soaking the adepts to the bone. The storm had lasted for three hours and showed no signs of letting up. Lightning flashed across the horizon rapidly, showing that this was no normal storm.
"Wave!" this time Garet yelled, close to the edge of the ship. The full force of the wave sent him flailing over the side, only a strong grip holding him from the swirling waters.
"Hold on Garet," Isaac was already pulling the exhausted Mars adept from the side and back onto the slippery deck. Garet yelled his thanks and heartily slapped Isaac across the shoulder.
'Hard to believe that they could ever have not been friends,' Ivan thought, suddenly remembering the journey before Venus Lighthouse.
"I think the storm is clearing up!" the three boys could hear Mia yell from the helm, and looked to the light beyond the malevolent storm. The ship made it out, and the adepts set themselves to finding land to repair the damage.
The small village of Daila stood by the sea, colored a burning crimson by the setting sun. The adepts pulled into the creaking docks in their ship, passing fishing boats and transports. The four friends worked together, tying the ship down and repairing the light damages. Night finally settled as the four strolled down the dirt path that ran throughout the straw-roofed houses of Daila and to the bright inn.
Luna rose high in the night sky, signaling midnight while a dark presence formulated just on the outskirts of Daila. For a second time, the magician in purple and gold appeared and stalked towards the town.
A single candle lit Isaac's room, showing the dusty bed beside the desk he was reading on. Isaac squinted in the pale light, trying to make out the words of the Tomegathericon. He had finally found a passage over a guardian, namely the Star Magician, and he finally understood just how powerful these monsters were.
"The Star Magician," he read aloud. "This mystic was once the advisor of ancient lords, holding power over all nations. However, this man delved himself so deeply into his art of Alchemy that he lost all sense of his personality. This almighty being killed many of his own subjects until even the captain of the knights turned against him, killing him with his cursed sword. Acheron, as this knight was named, would later play a greater part in the history of Weyward as he ascended to class of royalty." (1)
A distant echo of screams stopped Isaac's reading, turning his attention to the window, etched in red.
"Fire!" another muffled scream was cut short by an explosion.
@_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@ @_@
(1)- The Darksword's release is Acheron's Grief. This will play an important role when they meet Duhalan.
The first chapter of the next part of GS. With this, I am going to try to make the first redo of both games combined.
Ivan: And you will torture every character along the way.
Sure I will, that is the fun of writing fan fiction. ^_^
Now do the reviewers spotlight for the end of AE!
Ivan: Oh, alright.
Reviewers' Spotlight-
Anime-Master7- I guess that I just misspelled it once and did it throughout the chapter. Thanks for the review.
Lu Xun 88- Thanks for the great compliment, but you are giving me too much praise. I think that 'A Paladin's Heart' by Triad Orion, or any of Midnight C's stories beat mine. Also, Duhallan will be a great surprise for everyone.
The 8BTFreek- I would like to thank you for all of your great review. You always had at least one question for me, or any errors that I needed to fix included in them, and it really helped me out. I am also happy that I could drag a steamshipper (rabid at that) into one of my fictions. Thank you for reading and putting me in your bio.