Something Worth Fighting For
Chapter Two: Amalgamation Camps
By: Black Demon567
Author's Note: Heyas once again. Here's the second chapter. :shrugs: Hope you like this one.
Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun or anything related to it unless you mean my cartridges. I paid for them with my own money. XD
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Calming himself down from the events that had happened earlier, Isaac looked to his left, and then to his right. Absolutely nothing in sight...
"This is hopeless," Isaac murmured to himself. Kicking the ground, he hit a rock the size of someone's head and yelped in pain, "Ah... crap that hurt!"
"You should watch where you decide to throw a temper tantrum then."
Isaac looked back in surprise but saw nothing but the empty forest that he had walked through, "Who are you?... Where are you?"
"I'm right here..." Isaac's body seemed to respond. Isaac looked down, and then looked up.
His face paled to the color that could only match snow, "...yes, I've gone crazy... my body is finally talking to me."
"No, you idiot. Honestly, you're almost as bad as that other boy Garet." In a flash of light, the creature that Isaac's mother had given him appeared on his shoulder.
"Woah!" Isaac yelped in surprise, falling on his butt to the ground. The dijjin fortunately hung tightly onto the boy's tunic and managed to not fall.
"Watch it!" The dijjin scolded.
"...sorry?" Isaac asked, whether or not to listen to such a small creature's orders. He soon stood up and looked at his shoulder where the dijjin stood.
"Apology accepted."
"Do you need something?" Isaac asked, returning to his search for food.
"Um... well, no." The dijjin replied.
"Well, why are you out?" Isaac queried, jumping over a root of a tree.
"To help you!" The dijjin chirped out happily, "I can do almost anything!"
"I see..." The boy nodded, "Then how about you do something that made this night never happen?" Isaac's tone was very cold.
"...I said almost," It said but then lifted its head upwards to the sky and a sound, oddly sounding like someone sniffing, came from it.
"What is it Ground?" Isaac asked, stopping his pace and looking at the small creature.
"I smell food," The dijjin then nodded in confirmation, "Yup, no doubt about it! That way!" It pointed its head at Isaac's left.
"Right." Following the dijjin's directions, he ran off, now smelling the smell that the dijjin had earlier. Filling his nostrils and making his mouth water a bit, he quickened his pace into an open area where a fire held a dead and skinned chicken held by a stick over it.
"...that's weird..." The dijjin murmured.
"What is?" Isaac asked, taking the chicken off the stick and using a bag he found at his side to hold the chicken.
"...I smelt something else here also."
"What do yo-" A loud battle cry interrupted him. Turning around Isaac saw a man, looking no older than the age of twenty-five flying towards him with his sword over his hand.
"Isaac! Summon me!" The dijjin yelled.
"What?"
"Summon me! Call my name!" The dijjin ordered quickly. The man was falling closer and closer to him.
"Um... Ground!" The dijjin then flew in front of Isaac and grew into the shape of a gold wall. The man's sword made contact with it, but the wall held and the man flew back into a tree. Isaac fell to the ground in shock. He could hear his heart rate going quicker and quicker. He looked at the small dijjin that stood in front of him. It was breathing rather heavily, and it looked tired. It turned slowly towards the boy with drooping eyes, its breath still heavy.
"...I'm a bit tired, I'm going to go rest," And with a flash the dijjin entered into Isaac's body, but Isaac felt no power return to him like the first time Ground had entered into his body.
"Ikr... ruf tet dryd puo bicr sa pylg fedruid duilrehk sa?" Isaac heard the attacker grumble, but he couldn't understand what the man had said.
"He must be a foreigner, but why did he attack me?" Isaac asked himself. 'Maybe because you were taking his food?' He mentally kicked himself for his short memory-loss moment, "Perhaps if I just... apologize and tell him my story he'll not attack me?"
Walking over to the man Isaac saw that he was badly wounded on the arm and could not get up, but Isaac would not go towards him in fear of his own life, "...Are you okay?"
"...rir?" The stranger replied in his tongue.
"Um... I don't understand you but..." Taking his glove off his right hand, he pointed his finger towards the man, "Are you..." Isaac then pointed to his own arm in comparison to where the man was wounded, "...okay?"
After a long pause, the man replied, "...yes."
Isaac sighed in relief, "Oh good, then you do understand me."
"Fryd tet oui cyo?" The man asked.
"...I guess not," The boy felt his hopes fall, "Well... my name is..." Pointing to himself to emphasize his point, "...Isaac. I am Isaac."
"...Isaac?"
"Yes, what is..." Now he pointed towards the man, "...your name?"
Another pause, "Picard."
"So your name is Picard, huh?" Kneeling next to the man now, he concentrated his power on Picard's arm. Energy of Venus' power flowed onto the wound and closed most of it, but then Picard placed his own hand and it glowed with the color of blue, and closed the wound completely. Isaac stood back quickly.
"You're a Mercury adept!" Isaac asked in surprise.
"...yes," Picard replied, "A-and yo-you're a Venus... ah... adept." Surprisingly, Picard knew some of the common tongue.
"Well, yes... I am," Isaac replied shyly, but then he remembered about his two friends that were hungry and scared, "I'm sorry but... I need that food for my friends." He pointed to the bag in which he had placed the chicken.
"Pid, dryd vuut ec seha," Picard replied, in a commanding tone, "E vuiht dryd vuut."
"Alright, I don't think you understand what I mean when I say I don't understand you."
Picard was about to argue when Isaac suddenly froze, he looked quietly in fear at Picard as he heard metal hitting together to make an ominous sound. He could hear soldiers walk quietly towards the area. Picard stood up, hearing the noises too. His hand was gripped on the hilt of his sword tightly, anticipating whether or not to take it out.
"You've been very difficult to find Isaac..." A quiet voice almost whispered. It chilled Isaac's spine.
"Isaac! Run! He got Felix, Jenna, and me!" Isaac could hear Garet frantically yelling at him from behind the tree, "Ru-"
There was then a loud sound that oddly sounded like someone getting punched hard. 'Oh no... Garet.' If that cloaked man had caught Felix and Garet both... there wasn't much Isaac could do but run. Golden eyes met blue as he looked at Picard. Both nodding, they quickly ran off from the area forgetting about the food. Even though Picard didn't understand what the man had said, he knew from looking at Isaac that he meant trouble.
Breathing heavily from running Isaac stopped and bent over, holding his hand on a tree.
The Mercury adept looked back, "Rinno Isaac!"
"I'll be... right there..." Isaac said, but the soldiers could be heard running towards them. Their feet pounding at the ground like drums, their war cries piercing the ears of everyone, their weaponry scaring all those who saw. In fear of his own life, Picard began to run again, hoping that Isaac would make it out alive.
"I'm just... too tired," Isaac muttered to himself, knowing the inevitable was soon.
"You know, you're father never gave up," A voice said from below him.
"What?" Isaac asked, looking down to see once again another dijinn, "Ground?"
"No, I'm Flint." The dijinn squeaked.
"Great, this day is getting even more eventful..." Isaac groaned. Flint quietly jumped on him, and entered inside Isaac's body without even asking, "You're welcome."
"For? I didn't get the chance to say thank you..." The voice of the cloaked man said, making Isaac's hair, if it possibly could even more stand on it's back end, "Of all adept's in this damned village, the son of a carpenter would be the most troublesome."
"What?"
"You let your friends do your dirty work do you Isaac?" The cloaked man said. His hands began to go for his own hood, "Though, that brunette haired kid did have quite some power in him..."
Isaac quickly took his sword out of its sheath.
"My, my Isaac... so aggressive," The cloaked man took down his hood to reveal blue locks of hair similar to the color of Picard's, green eyes that glowed dangerously, and a smile to match dancing upon his delicate face.
"Flint!" Isaac yelled, the dijinn responded by adding its influence in the flying blow of Isaac's sword. The sword fell, and it looked as if it would hit the unknown man but somehow he had blocked it. The dijinn that had been called looked a bit tired and returned swiftly into Isaac's body.
"Not bad... now try this!" The man yelled tauntingly, his hand surprisingly glowing the color of blue. Isaac's eyes bulged as he saw ice like missles fly at him. He jumped to his left to dodge, but one barely cut his left leg giving him ice burn. Isaac clutched the leg and used cure while biting his lip in pain.
"He's too strong," Ground said popping out. Isaac knew full well that this was true but...
"It's not like me to give up." Isaac stated, standing up and clutching his sword tightly. His teeth gritted with anger as he stared with his piercing blue eyes as yellow energy emitted from his very own body. The man with blue hair took a step back in awe as the ground shifted upwards around Isaac.
"...how?" The man asked himself. 'His power... he's become stronger! But how?' Quickly, he regained his cool and smiled, "No matter..." Opening his palms he roared, "Diamond Berg!"
"Ground!" The dijinn on Isaac's shoulder nodded and jumped out forming into a yellow barrier and taking the blow. After the attack, the dijinn weakened, flew back into Isaac's body and he felt his strength weaken but only by a little. "...I don't know who you are, but all I know is that..." He paused as his eyes grew wide. The man had been creating a second larger attack and was positioned to fire right at Isaac.
"What Isaac...? Cat got your tongue?" The man swung his arms in front of him, roaring something that Isaac couldn't make out because he heard another man's voice yelling.
"Glacier!" Ice particles flew at the man's hands making him drop his energy to floor, wasted. Growling with anger, the man turned to see another man leap towards him with a giant sword, which at the last second he blocked.
"Picard!" Isaac said in shock.
"Isaac... r-run!" Picard fumbled with words, motioning behind him with his hand.
"No," Isaac stated, walking slowly towards Picard's side and readied himself.
"...a Lemurian, hm?" The man asked, "Isaac... you bring with you such great surprises. He'll be quite a collection in the Amalgamation Camps."
"Amalgamation Camps?" Picard asked, repeating in a harsh accent.
"...places where we can put you adepts, simply." The man replied, "And now to bring this little game to an end." Outstretching his arms, two swords appeared at his hands.
Readying himself, Isaac closed his eyes. 'Guys? What can I do?' He thought to himself. But there was no reply other then the echoes of...
"Only you know..."
"Prepare to die Isaac," The man said in soft, deadly manner.
"I don't think so!" He roared back, running towards the man with his sword swung over his back. He leapt and swung his sword down hard only to find the man had disappeared. He looked up to see Picard blocking both swords from hitting Isaac himself at his side. Jumping up he swung at the unknown man only to be blocked with one of the swords.
"Summon... the powers..."
"...what powers?" Isaac gritted through his teeth, pushing forward with the block. Picard had jumped back and had used a psynergetic attack that successfully hit the man, but seemed to have little to no effect.
"Talking to yourself, Isaac?" Isaac turned to see a sword fly at his head which he dodged quickly but felt pain in his side. Looking down he saw one of the swords had hit him and he was bleeding.
"Blizzard!" The man yelled, sending ice-cold air towards Isaac flinging him into a tree.
"Ah!" Isaac cried in pain, falling to the ground and slumping against the tree.
"...Venus... the powers of Venus."
Isaac looked up to find the man swing with both blades against a weaponless Picard. He saw blood spill from one of the strongest men he had ever met in his life and watched that man fall to the ground in defeat.
"And now to finish you off Isaac," The man said, grinning.
'Oh no... this is it...' Isaac thought to himself, grimacing in pain.
"...don't worry Isaac... just trust your instincts."
"...dad?" But there was no reply, but Isaac felt something in his heart. Looking up, he saw the man with his swords at Isaac's throat.
"Any last words, Isaac?"
Isaac smiled slightly, and nodded, "Yeah... Rameses!"
"What?" The unknown man asked, looking around as he saw the ground shape into sand and the ground itself open. A large creature in the shape of a sphinx but only with the head of a king, grabbed the man with his giant hand and squeezed him tightly. "Gaugh!"
The summon roared in anger as he threw the man into a tree, breaking it in half. Now used, the summon dispersed into sand.
"Ugh..." Isaac groaned in pain, using psynergy to heal his wound but stopped short when his vision became blurry. Slowly he lost conscious, but before he did he heard the words...
"General Alex!"
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"Hey... wake up!" Isaac slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He was being carried (dragged would be the better term) towards a small building, but he saw that there was no trees or water in sight. Only giant buildings with smoke coming out of them.
"Get in there you Adept bastard," A soldier cursed, throwing him into a small building. He hit the floor hard and squinted his eyes in pain.
"Isaac!" A boy's voice cried happily. Looking up, Isaac saw his bestfriend with a few bruises showing on his face.
"Garet!" Isaac stood up only to clutch his side in pain. He placed his body on the wall and Garet ran towards him, along with two other men.
"Isaac! You're safe!" Garet said happily, but then noticed Isaac's wound on his side, "You're hurt..."
"Don't worry, I'll fix that." Felix stated placing his hand on Isaac's wound. "Cure." Quickly, the wound healed up rather nicely.
"Thanks..." He smiled and stood up straight, the wound no longer bothering him and he smiled even more brightly to see... "Picard!"
"Isaac! Cunno, Isaac... cu cunno!" Picard replied, bowing but careful of the bandages around his stomach and chest where he had been hurt by the man.
"So Picard's his name huh? Felix was patching him up for hours... real mess. How'd you guys meet?" Garet asked.
"...we fought that man," Isaac said slowly.
"You guys both fought General Alex? So, let me guess that the one who put him in moderate condition was Picard here?" Felix asked, curious. He looked at the Lemurian, who had almost no clue what Felix had asked.
"...actually, that was me," Isaac said shyly. Felix turned to him and blinked a few times.
"What?"
"I don't know ho- wait, where's Jenna?" Isaac asked, "Actually, where are we?"
"She's on the girl side of this place... and we're in this place called..." Garet replied, but forgot what the place was called.
Felix sighed, "Isaac... we're in an Amalgamation Camp."
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Author's Note: Heh... Third Eye Blind gets me in the mood to write so thank them if you really want. Haha. Leave reviews! I like those muchly... like... more then... like... stuff. Yeah. ... XD
P.S. If you guys really wanna know what Picard said... check any Al Bhed translators.