This is my second fanfic. My first did not go over too well but I hope this one is slightly better. Please read and review.
This story will follow almost exactly to the plot and action in Golden Sun but there may be some slight discrepancies (I cannot put in every battle in the game). It would be helpful it someone could send me a layout or walkthrough of the beginning of the game (somewhat like a screenplay). I have a very beginning down but the rest of it is a bit foggy to me. Just send it to my email address on my profile.
Golden Sun
Prologue
High upon a windy mountain stood a cave overlooking the small town beneath it. Recessed into the cave walls were two massive stone doors which stood closed, not permitting anyone to enter. Intricate drawings were carved into its stone face. It depicted a set of four giant stone towers rising above the land in magnificent splendor. Each tower glowed with a fierce light of either tan, red, purple, or blue, which reached the far corners of the world. Located in the center was an eye. A huge and foreboding eye shrouded in darkness that slowly pulsated with a white iridescent glow. It looked into the depths of the soul of any traveler to see if they are worthy enough to enter the chamber in which it guarded.
Two licentious, robed figures stood in front of the giant stone door. The wind whistled around the figures as if warning them not to proceed. The eye seemed to laugh at them, teasing them into thinking their puny power was no match for its own. One of the figures drew out their sword and pointed it towards the door. The eye began to pulsate ever more powerfully, radiating magical energy. The figure glared into the depths of the eye and began to mutter words of a forgotten language. Wisps of smoke arose from the challenger's sword which then ignited into flame. The wind suddenly began howling and whipped about them in fantastical furry. The second robed figure was thrown to the ground and pushed towards the edge of the cliff. Frantically attempting to avoid a gruesome death they dug their fingers into the loose gravel and brought themselves to a stop before the plummeting drop. The challenger remained standing, battling the unseen enemy. Clouds rolled in from the east, blocking out the sun and the sky, creating an impenetrable darkness. Lightning and thunder flashed and cracked all around the mountain and yet the robed figure stood, enduring the onslaught. The flames emitted from the sword flared to a searing height and a fireball erupted from the sword. It collided with the stone door shattering it into pieces and scattering them about.
The wind died down and the sky cleared leaving a calm and sunny day. Sheathing their sword the figure gave a grunt of satisfaction and strode into the darkness of the awaiting chamber. The other slowly got off the ground and looked above as if wondering if it was safe enter. They soon followed the other into the darkness of the chamber.