Silence
Grr... the irony... I just happened to write this story when I was in the Jupiter Lighthouse(Lost Age), and that's where you meet Isaac and friends. Guess what? I found out Isaac talks! And right after I posted this too... Although, I was sorta expecting it... I mean, Felix talks in GS, but not in GS2, cause he's the main character... It still makes me mad though! I mean, I liked Isaac when he was silent... Okay, you can stop listening to my ranting now.
Oh yeah, Firestorm, you still haven't gotten an account yet? Oh well, good ta know you're here, at any rate. Kamui! Kamui! ^_^ And Helicopter Pilot, I'll tell you where I've been at the end of the chapter, cause there's quite a lot I want to explain. That way, you'll have to read my story! Although you could always just scroll to the bottom. oh well.
Disclaimer: ^_^ You guys missed it the first time. I don't own Golden Sun. Camelot and Nintendo do.
A blond boy of 14 sleeps soundly on his bed, covered by a quilt shaped with bright cloud designs. Suddenly, a woman rushes in, roughly yanking him out of his bed. She tells him that a storm is brewing, and a giant boulder will crush him if he doesn't get to the town plaza in time. She pauses her frantic rushing for a moment to fondly pat the boy on the head, telling him, "You're a big boy now Isaac. You can get to the plaza on your own. I have to go help Kyle and the others now." Then she speeds out the door, leaving the boy on his own.
~*~*~
Isaac couldn't care less about the situation outside. Then again, he didn't really want to die yet, and if his mother's words were true, a gigantic boulder would soon be crashing down the mountain. He wondered briefly why the people of the village couldn't stop it using their psyenergy, then decided he'd better get to the town plaza before his mother became panicked again.
Throwing on his tunic and pulling up his pants, he exited the door and went down the stairs, only to narrowly avoid being crushed beneath a huge boulder. Luckily it just missed him, instead making its home right in front of the stairs. He stared at the boulder for a moment then turned around and headed for the other set of stairs. Unfortunately, just then another boulder decided to roll its way down the hill, just managing to fly over his house, instead landing right in front of Isaac, blocking his path. Thinking about how it was just his luck, he headed up the stairs behind his house to take the longer way into the town plaza.
"Ugh! Stupid thing!"
Isaac turned his head towards the source of the noise. A spiky red- haired boy was straining to lift his bags, so that his things wouldn't be destroyed. Garet, son of the Mayor. Somewhere inside him a bubble of darkness began to nag in his ear, but he shook it off and walked over to Garet instead, pointing at the direction of the town plaza. Garet stopped to puzzle out what Isaac meant. After a few minutes Garet asked, "What about my bags?"
Isaac stomped his foot exasperatedly. Here they were, stuck in the middle of a life and death situation and Garet was worrying about his stuff?! Garet seemed to have gotten it this time, and angrily retorted, "You're saying I should just leave them here?"
Isaac nodded, and proceeded to fight a staring contest with Garet until Garet suddenly blinked, exclaiming, "Hey, you're right! After all, my things aren't as important as me!"
Sadly Isaac shook his head at Garet's thickness, then started off on the path again, Garet following obediently behind. Crossing the bridge, they heard a rumbling noise. Looking up at the peak of the cliff, they saw a gigantic boulder rolling down the cliff. The people were trying to use their psyenergy to stop it, but were slowly being drained of the essence.
/So that's what they were doing... It's too much even for them.../
One of the people taking a breath happened to look down the edge of the cliff, and exclaimed, "What are you kids doing down there?! Hurry and get to the town plaza."
Garet jumped at this, and poked Isaac. "C'mon, let's go."
Isaac silently took the lead, giving no indication he'd heard Garet.
~*~*~
"Quick, you two, go find someone!"
...
"It's coming!!!"
...
"FELIX!!!"
...
"They're all gone."
~*~*~
/Why does psyenergy exist?/
/Why do we exist?/
/Why was my father killed?/
/Why couldn't his power save him?/
/Should I care?/
/I feel coldness.../
/I don't care.../
/Darkness.../
~*~*~
"Allow us to introduce ourselves. My name is Menardi."
"And I, Saturos."
"Prepare to die."
Isaac drew out his sword, and Garet followed suit. He remarked to Isaac, "These guys sure are awfully mean."
Isaac did not reply, instead rushing in for the first attack. Eyeing the blue haired man carefully, he lunged at a weak spot.
A hiss escaped out of Saturos's mouth as he narrowed his eyes at the little blond boy who managed to score a hit. Raising his hand for a fire spell, he met the boy's eyes, and instantly paused.
The boy's eyes were a crystal blue. They were as cold as ice, but imbued with a hellish furor. Saturos was almost... afraid of those eyes.
This pause gave the other boy Garet, just enough time to launch a strike as well, although his clumsiness and extremely loud war cry made it rather easy to dodge him. Menardi arched a quizzical eyebrow at the fact that he hadn't cast a spell, then shrugged and cast a fire spell of her own. The power of it was more than enough to subdue Garet, but Isaac didn't seem to be affected by it very much. Surprised at this revelation, she took a good look at Isaac.
His ice blue eyes glared back at her, making her take a step back. Now she knew why Saturos had paused, and she didn't blame him. For the boy was imbued with the powers of hell. A faint aura surrounded him, meaning he hadn't reached or realized his true powers yet, but it was there.
"We would do well not to kill these two, Menardi. They probably won't trouble us in the future either." She nodded, but asked, "Why not the red- haired one though?"
Saturos replied, "Because he is the friend of the red-haired one. Surely he will seek vengeance." He then raised a hand, summoning the fire magic that had dissipated while he was distracted.
"Goodbye."
Fire spewed from the blue hand, taking the form of a dragon. The fire quickly consumed Isaac in burns, which was when the two made their escape. They needn't have worried about the blond-haired boy though. He was being enveloped once again in nightmares. As his glazed eyes stared blankly at nothing, as his terrified eyes stared fearfully at phantoms, a voice rumbled in his head, one he had forgotten, but still recognized.
*It has begun....*
Now, for Helicopter Pilot and anyone else who wants to know, I've been in China all this time, and currently I'm stuck in my house because of the SARS problem. We got vacation from the end of April to the middle of May, to try to lessen the speed SARS is traveling through Beijing, although it isn't working very well, considering the fact that yesterday Beijing just found at least 100 new cases of SARS. The school I was in was actually located less than half a mile from a hospital that's now been turned into one specially used for quarantine. (Eep! Scary!) In fact, some of the schools in Beijing have announced that "summer" vacation will now start in April, all the way to September. (Yes! I still have to wait for my school to announce that though...)
It's not as great as it sounds though. We all have to stay at home the entire day, so that we don't get SARS ourselves. At the beginning it was great because I got to stay home the entire day playing on the computer and the GBA(Lost Age ^_^), but after a while it got real boring. You also eat instant noodles every day, because that's about the only thing that makes a meal but is not perishable and is not touched by other people. At the supermarket, you couldn't even buy salt, cause people were buying them in large masses so that they could survive eating rice and instant noodles for ten days without exiting the house once. (Rice does not perish when raw) Yeah, that's what it's come to. If you've ever been to China, even the buses during the rush hours are only half-filled with people, those being the ones that are required to go to work. (electricity, etc.)
Grr... the irony... I just happened to write this story when I was in the Jupiter Lighthouse(Lost Age), and that's where you meet Isaac and friends. Guess what? I found out Isaac talks! And right after I posted this too... Although, I was sorta expecting it... I mean, Felix talks in GS, but not in GS2, cause he's the main character... It still makes me mad though! I mean, I liked Isaac when he was silent... Okay, you can stop listening to my ranting now.
Oh yeah, Firestorm, you still haven't gotten an account yet? Oh well, good ta know you're here, at any rate. Kamui! Kamui! ^_^ And Helicopter Pilot, I'll tell you where I've been at the end of the chapter, cause there's quite a lot I want to explain. That way, you'll have to read my story! Although you could always just scroll to the bottom. oh well.
Disclaimer: ^_^ You guys missed it the first time. I don't own Golden Sun. Camelot and Nintendo do.
A blond boy of 14 sleeps soundly on his bed, covered by a quilt shaped with bright cloud designs. Suddenly, a woman rushes in, roughly yanking him out of his bed. She tells him that a storm is brewing, and a giant boulder will crush him if he doesn't get to the town plaza in time. She pauses her frantic rushing for a moment to fondly pat the boy on the head, telling him, "You're a big boy now Isaac. You can get to the plaza on your own. I have to go help Kyle and the others now." Then she speeds out the door, leaving the boy on his own.
~*~*~
Isaac couldn't care less about the situation outside. Then again, he didn't really want to die yet, and if his mother's words were true, a gigantic boulder would soon be crashing down the mountain. He wondered briefly why the people of the village couldn't stop it using their psyenergy, then decided he'd better get to the town plaza before his mother became panicked again.
Throwing on his tunic and pulling up his pants, he exited the door and went down the stairs, only to narrowly avoid being crushed beneath a huge boulder. Luckily it just missed him, instead making its home right in front of the stairs. He stared at the boulder for a moment then turned around and headed for the other set of stairs. Unfortunately, just then another boulder decided to roll its way down the hill, just managing to fly over his house, instead landing right in front of Isaac, blocking his path. Thinking about how it was just his luck, he headed up the stairs behind his house to take the longer way into the town plaza.
"Ugh! Stupid thing!"
Isaac turned his head towards the source of the noise. A spiky red- haired boy was straining to lift his bags, so that his things wouldn't be destroyed. Garet, son of the Mayor. Somewhere inside him a bubble of darkness began to nag in his ear, but he shook it off and walked over to Garet instead, pointing at the direction of the town plaza. Garet stopped to puzzle out what Isaac meant. After a few minutes Garet asked, "What about my bags?"
Isaac stomped his foot exasperatedly. Here they were, stuck in the middle of a life and death situation and Garet was worrying about his stuff?! Garet seemed to have gotten it this time, and angrily retorted, "You're saying I should just leave them here?"
Isaac nodded, and proceeded to fight a staring contest with Garet until Garet suddenly blinked, exclaiming, "Hey, you're right! After all, my things aren't as important as me!"
Sadly Isaac shook his head at Garet's thickness, then started off on the path again, Garet following obediently behind. Crossing the bridge, they heard a rumbling noise. Looking up at the peak of the cliff, they saw a gigantic boulder rolling down the cliff. The people were trying to use their psyenergy to stop it, but were slowly being drained of the essence.
/So that's what they were doing... It's too much even for them.../
One of the people taking a breath happened to look down the edge of the cliff, and exclaimed, "What are you kids doing down there?! Hurry and get to the town plaza."
Garet jumped at this, and poked Isaac. "C'mon, let's go."
Isaac silently took the lead, giving no indication he'd heard Garet.
~*~*~
"Quick, you two, go find someone!"
...
"It's coming!!!"
...
"FELIX!!!"
...
"They're all gone."
~*~*~
/Why does psyenergy exist?/
/Why do we exist?/
/Why was my father killed?/
/Why couldn't his power save him?/
/Should I care?/
/I feel coldness.../
/I don't care.../
/Darkness.../
~*~*~
"Allow us to introduce ourselves. My name is Menardi."
"And I, Saturos."
"Prepare to die."
Isaac drew out his sword, and Garet followed suit. He remarked to Isaac, "These guys sure are awfully mean."
Isaac did not reply, instead rushing in for the first attack. Eyeing the blue haired man carefully, he lunged at a weak spot.
A hiss escaped out of Saturos's mouth as he narrowed his eyes at the little blond boy who managed to score a hit. Raising his hand for a fire spell, he met the boy's eyes, and instantly paused.
The boy's eyes were a crystal blue. They were as cold as ice, but imbued with a hellish furor. Saturos was almost... afraid of those eyes.
This pause gave the other boy Garet, just enough time to launch a strike as well, although his clumsiness and extremely loud war cry made it rather easy to dodge him. Menardi arched a quizzical eyebrow at the fact that he hadn't cast a spell, then shrugged and cast a fire spell of her own. The power of it was more than enough to subdue Garet, but Isaac didn't seem to be affected by it very much. Surprised at this revelation, she took a good look at Isaac.
His ice blue eyes glared back at her, making her take a step back. Now she knew why Saturos had paused, and she didn't blame him. For the boy was imbued with the powers of hell. A faint aura surrounded him, meaning he hadn't reached or realized his true powers yet, but it was there.
"We would do well not to kill these two, Menardi. They probably won't trouble us in the future either." She nodded, but asked, "Why not the red- haired one though?"
Saturos replied, "Because he is the friend of the red-haired one. Surely he will seek vengeance." He then raised a hand, summoning the fire magic that had dissipated while he was distracted.
"Goodbye."
Fire spewed from the blue hand, taking the form of a dragon. The fire quickly consumed Isaac in burns, which was when the two made their escape. They needn't have worried about the blond-haired boy though. He was being enveloped once again in nightmares. As his glazed eyes stared blankly at nothing, as his terrified eyes stared fearfully at phantoms, a voice rumbled in his head, one he had forgotten, but still recognized.
*It has begun....*
Now, for Helicopter Pilot and anyone else who wants to know, I've been in China all this time, and currently I'm stuck in my house because of the SARS problem. We got vacation from the end of April to the middle of May, to try to lessen the speed SARS is traveling through Beijing, although it isn't working very well, considering the fact that yesterday Beijing just found at least 100 new cases of SARS. The school I was in was actually located less than half a mile from a hospital that's now been turned into one specially used for quarantine. (Eep! Scary!) In fact, some of the schools in Beijing have announced that "summer" vacation will now start in April, all the way to September. (Yes! I still have to wait for my school to announce that though...)
It's not as great as it sounds though. We all have to stay at home the entire day, so that we don't get SARS ourselves. At the beginning it was great because I got to stay home the entire day playing on the computer and the GBA(Lost Age ^_^), but after a while it got real boring. You also eat instant noodles every day, because that's about the only thing that makes a meal but is not perishable and is not touched by other people. At the supermarket, you couldn't even buy salt, cause people were buying them in large masses so that they could survive eating rice and instant noodles for ten days without exiting the house once. (Rice does not perish when raw) Yeah, that's what it's come to. If you've ever been to China, even the buses during the rush hours are only half-filled with people, those being the ones that are required to go to work. (electricity, etc.)