An Antagonist's Tale
By Cari Sevraske
Disclaimer: As always, I don't own the rights to Golden Sun, Golden Sun: The Lost Age, or any of its characters. I just write about them.
Spoiler Warning: You may not want to read this if you haven't played through the end of The Lost Age.
Chapter 4
Felix's Story
He floated down the river, unconscious. The Aleph Boulder had just struck Vale, nearly crushing him and his parents to death. Somehow they survived, though none of them knew it yet.
A silver-haired lad of about sixteen looked into the river from the bank. His pointed ears, blue textured skin and strong build made it obvious he was from Prox. The kanji for fire was painted on his chest armor.
A blond, pink-skinned girl of about the same age was next to him, knelt down. She was severely wounded, and was busy washing off her cuts in the stream when she felt something nudge her hand. The river started to get deep here, so she thought it was nothing but a fish. Then she felt it again.
"Menardi! There are people floating downstream!" The silver-haired one called to his partner. "You pull those two out, I'll keep a lookout for anyone else."
She did as she was told. A middle-aged woman with purple hair and a redheaded man coughed up water as they slowly regained consciousness.
"Kyle…where are we?" The woman asked weakly.
"I think we're closer to Vault," Kyle replied as he sat up. "It looks like we've floated far south of Vale…we should go"
"Oh, you're not about to go anywhere," Menardi said sinisterly. "We can make good use of you…"
Menardi's partner laid down two more bodies next to the others. They too woke up in time. One was older, with brown hair. The other was much younger than the other three, with long hair that was now tangled and dirty.
The boy looked around. He weakly sat up and looked at his rescuers, then to the two others who were also getting up. "Mom, Dad…what happened?"
"Saturos, I think we better explain the situation to these poor saps. Care to start?" Menardi asked.
Saturos answered with a heavy sigh. "I suppose…" He looked at the four on the ground. "First, let me introduce myself. My name is Saturos. This is Menardi." He pointed to the girl beside him. "We are from the Fire Clan, located in the northern town of Prox. We led an expedition to steal the Elemental Stars from Sol Sanctum, and"
"What!" Kyle got to his knees. "Who do you think you are? What kind of person would do such a thing, it could destroy the world!"
Saturos forced Kyle back down with a sharp kick. "Don't ever interrupt me again." Kyle nodded.
"As I was saying, we attempted to steal the Elemental Stars in order to save our village from destruction. As I tell you this, there is a rift that is beginning to spread towards Mars Lighthouse and our dear village of Prox. Weprepared a group of people to head down here, get the stars, and light the lighthouses.
"Sadly, we failed at this task. We set off a trap in the Sanctum, which caused the storm and thus leading to the boulder toppling down the mountain." Saturos shook his head.
The boy pushed his long brown hair out of his eyes and looked up at Saturos. "So… what's going to happen to us?"
The blue-skinned one looked down at him. "You have potential. What's your name?"
"Fe...Felix," he stuttered. "I've been studying alchemy, I'm one of the many adepts from my town."
"And what about the other three there?" Menardi piped up. "Are they of any use?"
Saturos looked over at the three older ones. After a brief moment, he turned back to Menardi, shaking his head. "They're much weaker than Felix here. We'll use them as bargaining chips with Vale if we can't get the Stars next time."
Felix shook with fear. "What's going to happen to me, then?"
Both Saturos and Menardi laughed. "You? You'll be trained to hone this tremendous power you have inside you," replied Menardi. "And you will be with us when we get those stars for good."
After regaining their energy, Felix, his parents, Kyle, and Saturos and Menardi headed back to a ship marked with the Fire Clan symbol. They began their long journey back to Prox, not knowing what kind of power they would meet along the way.
