-An Antagonist's Tale-
-By Cari Sanosuke-
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Disclaimer- As I have previously stated, I do not own any of the Golden Sun series. It's copyrighted to Camelot and Nintendo. Woo.
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Chapter Two- Menardi's Story
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"Saturos, you really need to work on your speed. You're much too slow."
"Would you shut up? It's not my fault I missed speed training because I was sick."
"Well it is your fault that you decided to run around in the snow without a coat."
"Menardi! I didn't ask you!"
The teenaged girl leaned on her scythe. "Well, that's too bad. I already answered, now didn't I?" She snickered as she picked up her weapon again. "If we're to go off on this mission, Saturos, don't you think we should just leave?"
"No. I vowed to get stronger before I leave here. I'm not strong enough yet." Replied Saturos. A cerulean gem clinked against the copper chest armor the Proxian wore as he cast his Psyenergy.
"No wonder you can't leave here yet. Is that the best you can do?" Menardi leaped backwards, out of the way of the fireballs.
"You haven't seen anything yet!" The young man charged at his training partner, his sword aimed straight for her throat. He stopped as the tip of his weapon touched the skin under her chin. Menardi breaths became soft as she stepped backwards. She smiled at her friend.
"The sun is setting. I'm going to head home."
"You go ahead and do that. I'm getting tired", he yawned. "I'm going to head straight to bed."
"For someone so tired, you sure had a lot of battle energy."
"Well, I did have some of that power bread." Menardi rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'm going now. Goodnight."
"G'night."
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Menardi lay awake in her bed, staring at the ceiling. She was full from dinner, which usually made her sleepy. So why couldn't she fall asleep? The thought went through her head rapidly as she tried desperately to drift into unconsciousness. Nothing wrong with Karst. she thought as she glanced over to her sister, whom was in the adjacent bed to hers.
Her heart skipped a beat as she heard her house's front door creak open, then back closed again. The creaking continued up the stairs. It stopped in front of her room. Menardi lay still as a statue, barely daring to breathe. She let out a small sigh as she heard the creaking go down the hallway. and into her parents' room.
Her halfway-closed eyes shot open as she sat up in her bed. A harsh whisper to herself could be heard in the stillness of the night. "Danger!"
Slipping her feet into the warmth of woolen socks, she dashed down the hallway, into her parents' room. And she did not like what she saw.
A spreading puddle of blood surrounded her father. Menardi kneeled down to him, and checked for breathing. He was alive, but just barely. A small gasp came out of him after uttering his final words. "Take Karst. Get out of here. Save yourselves."
Holding her deceased father in her arms, Menardi cried tears of a mixture of confusion, sadness, and anger. She looked up and saw the criminal. He was the leader of a street gang in the town of Prox, who called himself Mamono. He held Menardi's dead mother in his arms and chuckled before throwing the corpse upon the child. Menardi caught it, and cried harder. She dashed back into her room, and grabbed her scythe.
Screaming as she charged back into the scene of the murder, she leaped onto Mamono and in one full slash the arm that held the knife was on the floor. Mamono, who was in shock, tried to flee for his life out the window, but Menardi was too fast for him. She threw the scythe at him, and a scream was to be cut off as the heavy blade of the weapon sliced Mamono in half.
Menardi picked up her now bloodstained blade and looked down at her parents. She picked each of them up and put them back in their beds. She put her scythe back by her own bed, and was astonished at the fact that the whole commotion didn't wake her little sister up. Instead, she had rolled over in her bed and was now snoring. Loudly. Menardi sighed as she herself went back to bed, with a pillow over her head.
--- Menardi woke herself and her sister early the next morning. She explained to her sister in the best way possible that their parents were murdered and she had to go live with the elders of the village. Karst took it well for her age, and agreed to stay with the elders only if Menardi would use the Elemental Stars to bring their parents to life again.
Menardi agreed to this, and she would take up her scythe again to get Saturos to come with her. He agreed to come. "I was waiting for you to ask me to go. Unfortunately. the same thing that happened to me four years ago happened to you as well." He said.
"Thank you, Saturos. If you're ready, I believe we can be on our way now."
Saturos said his final goodbye to his mother, and he have her the gem that his father had wanted to give him on his birthday four years ago. Tearing, his mother gave him a final hug as he and Menardi left the town of Prox.
To Be Continued
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Disclaimer- As I have previously stated, I do not own any of the Golden Sun series. It's copyrighted to Camelot and Nintendo. Woo.
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Chapter Two- Menardi's Story
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"Saturos, you really need to work on your speed. You're much too slow."
"Would you shut up? It's not my fault I missed speed training because I was sick."
"Well it is your fault that you decided to run around in the snow without a coat."
"Menardi! I didn't ask you!"
The teenaged girl leaned on her scythe. "Well, that's too bad. I already answered, now didn't I?" She snickered as she picked up her weapon again. "If we're to go off on this mission, Saturos, don't you think we should just leave?"
"No. I vowed to get stronger before I leave here. I'm not strong enough yet." Replied Saturos. A cerulean gem clinked against the copper chest armor the Proxian wore as he cast his Psyenergy.
"No wonder you can't leave here yet. Is that the best you can do?" Menardi leaped backwards, out of the way of the fireballs.
"You haven't seen anything yet!" The young man charged at his training partner, his sword aimed straight for her throat. He stopped as the tip of his weapon touched the skin under her chin. Menardi breaths became soft as she stepped backwards. She smiled at her friend.
"The sun is setting. I'm going to head home."
"You go ahead and do that. I'm getting tired", he yawned. "I'm going to head straight to bed."
"For someone so tired, you sure had a lot of battle energy."
"Well, I did have some of that power bread." Menardi rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'm going now. Goodnight."
"G'night."
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Menardi lay awake in her bed, staring at the ceiling. She was full from dinner, which usually made her sleepy. So why couldn't she fall asleep? The thought went through her head rapidly as she tried desperately to drift into unconsciousness. Nothing wrong with Karst. she thought as she glanced over to her sister, whom was in the adjacent bed to hers.
Her heart skipped a beat as she heard her house's front door creak open, then back closed again. The creaking continued up the stairs. It stopped in front of her room. Menardi lay still as a statue, barely daring to breathe. She let out a small sigh as she heard the creaking go down the hallway. and into her parents' room.
Her halfway-closed eyes shot open as she sat up in her bed. A harsh whisper to herself could be heard in the stillness of the night. "Danger!"
Slipping her feet into the warmth of woolen socks, she dashed down the hallway, into her parents' room. And she did not like what she saw.
A spreading puddle of blood surrounded her father. Menardi kneeled down to him, and checked for breathing. He was alive, but just barely. A small gasp came out of him after uttering his final words. "Take Karst. Get out of here. Save yourselves."
Holding her deceased father in her arms, Menardi cried tears of a mixture of confusion, sadness, and anger. She looked up and saw the criminal. He was the leader of a street gang in the town of Prox, who called himself Mamono. He held Menardi's dead mother in his arms and chuckled before throwing the corpse upon the child. Menardi caught it, and cried harder. She dashed back into her room, and grabbed her scythe.
Screaming as she charged back into the scene of the murder, she leaped onto Mamono and in one full slash the arm that held the knife was on the floor. Mamono, who was in shock, tried to flee for his life out the window, but Menardi was too fast for him. She threw the scythe at him, and a scream was to be cut off as the heavy blade of the weapon sliced Mamono in half.
Menardi picked up her now bloodstained blade and looked down at her parents. She picked each of them up and put them back in their beds. She put her scythe back by her own bed, and was astonished at the fact that the whole commotion didn't wake her little sister up. Instead, she had rolled over in her bed and was now snoring. Loudly. Menardi sighed as she herself went back to bed, with a pillow over her head.
--- Menardi woke herself and her sister early the next morning. She explained to her sister in the best way possible that their parents were murdered and she had to go live with the elders of the village. Karst took it well for her age, and agreed to stay with the elders only if Menardi would use the Elemental Stars to bring their parents to life again.
Menardi agreed to this, and she would take up her scythe again to get Saturos to come with her. He agreed to come. "I was waiting for you to ask me to go. Unfortunately. the same thing that happened to me four years ago happened to you as well." He said.
"Thank you, Saturos. If you're ready, I believe we can be on our way now."
Saturos said his final goodbye to his mother, and he have her the gem that his father had wanted to give him on his birthday four years ago. Tearing, his mother gave him a final hug as he and Menardi left the town of Prox.
To Be Continued
