Ok everyone. With 'Legends of Lemuria: part 1' behind me, I can start on a fic I've been going over in my head for sometime now.
Jenna: Am I in it?
Of course. It is another Golden Sun story after all.
Jenna: Yay! Am I a couple with Garet?
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Jenna: Yay! Me so happy!
Good. Does this mean you'll be nice to me while I'm writing it?
Jenna: I'll try.
Why, thank you my dear muse. Will do the honours?
Jenna: Yep. Oracle does not own Golden Sun or any other copyrighted items in her story. She does on the other hand own a very nice Egyptian necklace, which I will be borrowing in the near future.
CHAPTER ONE- Our Heroes
The last words of the song and music that accompanied it were drowned out by the cheers of the crowd. With a final wave, the four boys left the stage in a swirl of smoke. They'd barely reached their dressing room when a group of girls approached them with towels and bottled water.
"Excellent lads, best performance yet," a man in a suit said, walking through the door after the girls had left who were giggling at having met the band.
"You always say that," the band's drummer replied as he twirled his drum sticks in his left hand while wiping his forehead with the towel he'd been given. He flung off the black waistcoat the covered his bare chest, messing up his red spikes in the process and pulled on a more comfortable white shirt before sitting down on a stool in front of a large mirror.
"Yes, but this time I'm serious."
"You weren't serious before?" asked the youngest band member with his bass guitar still strapped to his back. Unlike the drummer, the blonde boy was wearing a blue vest top above a pair of faded dark jeans, which hugged his legs as he flung himself onto the sofa next to the wall of the room.
"Yes…no…oh, you guys know what I mean."
"So, what news do you have from manager world, Steve?" the drummer asked.
Steve smiled broadly. A sparkle appeared in his eyes showing that he had some very good news for the new boy band.
"Not really," he said, pretending to be interested in his ring covered hand for a moment. "But it has been decided about which band will be playing at Halo in a week."
"Who?" the blonde guitarist as well as lead singer asked as he sat down next to the bass guitarist and the brunette keyboard player on the sofa. He too had disposed of his dark green shirt, showing off his tan figure and muscular body with only a pair of ripped combat trousers to cover the rest.
"Well, it's gonna be a boy band, there's four members and I do believe their manager is quite handsome."
"Do we know them?"
Everyone stared at the drummer who wore a genuinely curious look.
"I think you'll find it's us, Garet," said the keyboardist before taking a small sip of his water, making some of his long brown hair which had slipped out of his usually neat ponytail cascade before his eyes. He was dressed smarter than the others, but even his white shirt and black jeans couldn't hide how well-built he was.
"Well, I'm sorry Felix if I'm not as smart as you are."
"Or as good looking, or as talented…" the young blonde counted on his fingers with a smile on his face.
"Ha, ha, Ivan. I'm laughing my head off over here."
Playfully, Garet shoved Ivan in the back and smirked when the smaller boy fell to the floor.
"Now, now boys. Play nice," said the lead singer from over the magazine he'd picked up.
"Isaac's right, cut it out you two," agreed Steve." You all need to rest up, including you Felix. No late night song writing. Tomorrow we're going on a road trip so we can check out Halo before you perform."
"But I need to pick my sister up from the train station tonight," Felix cried, looking up from the article he'd been reading in Isaac's magazine.
Suddenly, Garet tensed up and a goofy smile appeared on his face along with a dazed yet happy expression.
"Jenna's in town?"
"Don't even think about it! Jenna is off limits, you know that!" said Felix as he stood up and grabbed his denim jacket. "Look, we'll be back at the hotel by nine at the latest so don't worry."
"Alright, but I don't want you two staying out too long. Come straight back here after picking her up," Steve instructed before turning to the still grinning Garet. "And I don't want you hassling Jenna. I won't go through another episode of her beating you up.
"Hey!" Garet cried out, snapping out of his day dream. "She didn't beat me up! She took a shot at me and I ducked then ran into a door."
"Oh yeah. Now that was a Kodak moment and me without a camera," Ivan sighed while remembering the day that had happened.
Isaac unsuccessfully tried to stifle his laughter as Felix rolled his eyes.
"I'll see you guys later."
With his hands in his pockets, Felix walked out of the dressing room, through the busy club and out of the back door to where he'd parked his black convertible in the safety of the shadows. He'd only just sat down with his jacket collar pulled up against the late autumn chill when he heard something. The murmur of another person. A shadow passed over the wall of the club sending a shiver up Felix's spine.
"Who's there?"
When no one answered, he quickly switched on the engine and drove away into the advancing night.
"I've found him," a soft voice said followed by its owner who emerged from the darkness and watched the musician drive further and further away. With a smile, the man held out a small round stone which glowed and engulfed him in light. A few seconds later, the light had disappeared along with the man.
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In a small apartment by a large college, the sound of keys could be heard rattling in a lock then the light suddenly switched on to reveal two girls standing by the door. The tallest and oldest of the two flung her set of keys onto the kitchen table and began looking for something in the fridge to drink as she hummed the song she'd heard earlier that night. Her hip slowly swayed in tune to the rhythm making her low cut strapless top waft up and down, revealing her skinny waist. The younger girl walked wearily into the living room and practically fell onto their blue sofa. The silver spaghetti string top and knee length black trousers she was wearing stuck uncomfortably to her body after all the dancing she'd done.
"Wow! I'm beat," she said.
"Well, we didn't have to go to that party," her roommate answered, closing the fridge door with a quick nudge of her mini skirt covered hip before joining her on the sofa holding two bottles of water.
Taking the bottle that was offered to her, the girl tossed her short blonde hair over her shoulder and gave her friend a 'let's not start that discussion again' look.
"Mia, that party was the highlight of our year. Going gave us valuable social credit. If we hadn't gone, well, I would probably have locked myself in my room until the end of the year."
"Sure Sheba. Whatever you say," Mia replied then took a sip of her drink.
Sheba did the same while grabbing the remote to turn on their small television. The next few minutes were taken up by a great deal of channel hopping.
"For God's sake! Pick a programme and stick to it!" Mia cried out irritably, throwing her hands up in frustration.
Although she was shocked by Mia's sudden outburst, Sheba grinned heartily, used to this sort of thing.
"Someone needs a chill pill. Fine, is MTV good for you?"
Mia nodded, flicking her newly dyed chestnut brown hair out of her eyes as she folded her arms over her chest. The pictures on the TV changed suddenly to the end of an interview with three boys. Their band name was Critical Hit said the information running across the bottom of the page and they were new to the music industry.
"Oh my God! I love this band!" Sheba cried, turning up the volume.
Mia nodded as she listening curiously to what was being said by the interviewer.
"Thanks for agreeing to talk on MTV boys," the model-like woman said, shaking each of their hands. "That performance was truly excellent and I'm sure your fans will agree. Is there anything you want to tell the public before you rush off?"
"Yes," Isaac said and turned to face the camera. "We hope you'll all buy our single which comes out in a few weeks time and also we'll be playing at Halo next week. Of course, Felix will be there, he just had a pressing engagement this evening."
"Thanks again," the interviewer said then began talking about the next music related programme which would be on, but Mia and Sheba had already stopped listening.
"They're…they're…playing at Halo?" stuttered Sheba in wonder.
"I guess so."
"Mia, we have to go! I love them!"
"You've barely heard them."
"True, but their songs really touched me…and the bass guitarist, Ivan, is a total hottie!"
Shaking her head, Mia said, "How did I know it would be about a new love interest? Well, why don't you check out the internet for information since everyone says you're so good at surfing it?"
"They didn't skip me up two school years for nothing," Sheba answered cockily, grabbing her laptop computer from her book bag, which she'd left by the coffee table in front of the TV.
The computer sprung to life in a burst of light and within minutes, Sheba was quickly typing away.
"Here we go, Critical Hit. Yeah, they're playing at Halo, but they're sold out."
Clearly depressed, she put her head in her hands trying to think of another way for them to get in. With an idea forming in her head, the crafty teen looked up at Mia with a gleam in her eyes.
"What?" Mia asked, curious and slightly freaked out by Sheba's sudden change in mood.
"Alex."
"Wha…Oh, you've got to be kidding?!? Alex?!? He would never get us in. He barely speaks to me and we're family."
Mia's older cousin Alex was a year older than her and in the year above them at college. He'd promised to help out his cousin if she ever needed him, but had yet to even be in his apartment when Mia had called.
"Yes, but he works at Halo so he'll have gotten a load of free stuff. At least ask him. Please?"
Unable to resist Sheba's uncanny ability to become all sweetness and joy, Mia caved in.
"Alright Sheba," Mia said finally with a sigh. "We'll go talk to him tomorrow. He'll be sleeping in since its Saturday, but right now I'm going to bed. It's really late."
Sheba nodded and pressed the TV's off button before following the brunette out of the living room and into her room, falling asleep as soon as she hit the pillow.
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As the train pulled into the station, Felix waited patiently for his sister in the crowd of people. His sunglasses and hat shielded his face from view in case anyone happened to recognise him though he didn't particularly care if they did. But, if he wanted to get Jenna and go, it was necessary. All the way to the train station, he'd constantly felt someone following him, watching his every move, and he was sure that it wasn't a good feeling.
Finally, people were starting to leave the train and amongst them was a familiar auburn haired girl.
"Hi Jenna," Felix greeted, but his smile became a groan when he saw his younger sister launch herself towards him.
"Felix!" she cried out from somewhere near his waist. "I missed you so much."
"Yeah, I guessed that. How are you?"
"Fine, just fine. Where are the others? Are they here?"
Felix shook his head.
"No. We didn't want to attract too much attention. Come on. I have to get back early. Tomorrow, we're going to the club we're playing at next week."
"Halo? Oh great! I knew you'd get the gig!"
"Yeah…come on," Felix said, suddenly fearful. In the crowd, he could see a man watching him and Jenna. He'd seen this man before, always standing in a crowd watching him, but this time the man had started walking towards them. Felix quickly grabbed Jenna's bags and began to back away towards the station's exit, his eyes still on the advancing man. It wasn't that he looked dangerous; in fact, his rather young face had no menace about it. He just looked strange. His bright blue hair was out of place and the long black coat that was wrapped around him could be hiding anything.
"Jenna, hurry," Felix urged, grabbing her hand and pulling her away.
"What? Why?"
Ignoring her questions, Felix scanned the crowd for the man and stopped when he couldn't see him.
"Oh crap!"
He suddenly started running again with Jenna hurrying along beside him. They got to Felix's car as quickly as possible where Felix practically threw Jenna's bags onto the back seat before sitting down in the driver's seat and slamming the door shut.
"Felix! What's going on?"
"Get in the car! I'll tell you later!"
"NO! Tell me now!"
Felix was about to reopen the door to get his stubborn sister when a figure appeared behind Jenna and placed a hand on her shoulder. Her surprised scream nearly deafened Felix as he struggled to get out of the car, but it suddenly stopped. Jenna had turned around and was looking at the man with confusion clear on her face.
"Have we…met?" she asked softly.
The man smiled and nodded.
"Remember me, we'll meet again."
"Jenna! Get away from him!" Felix cried, still scared that this man could be concealing some sort of weapon.
'Where are the security guards when you need them?' he thought. 'In fact, where's everyone else?'
The whole car park was empty except for them.
The man winked at Jenna and said, "Don't forget me Jenna."
He took a step back into the pitch black shadows of the night and disappeared.
"Jenna…" Felix called his voice urgent now.
With her eyes still fixed on the spot where the man had been, Jenna walked over to the car and got into the passenger seat.
"Do you know him?"
"I don't know, but he looked oddly familiar to me."
Up close, Felix had to agree. The man had looked familiar, as if he was a long forgotten memory. He took one last glance at shadows around the car in case the man came back, then switched on the car's engine and drove off.
Within the hour they'd reached the hotel the band had been staying in, but unfortunately, they found the path outside completely blocked by screaming fan girls and photographers.
"Well, someone's mister popular," Jenna teased as she got out of the car.
Felix rolled his eyes at her with a large grin on his face and followed her through the crowd.
"Felix! Felix!" a reporter cried out. "Where've you been? What are your plans? Is this your girlfriend?"
This question made Felix stop in his tracks and turn to face the man with a sparkle in his eyes.
"Girlfriend?!? You're joking, right? This is my sister and if you know what's good for you, you'll leave us alone."
Without a second glance, he'd walked off with one arm around Jenna and her bags in the other.
"Wow! The life of a celebrity," said Jenna as they sped up in the lift to their room. "I bet you get that all the time."
"Not as much as you think. We usually split up after gigs, and then meet up again at the hotel so that reporters and fans won't know where we're going. That way, no hassle."
Jenna smiled and gazed fondly at her brother.
"What?" he asked, wondering why she was suddenly looking at him so strangely.
"You know, I always knew you'd make it in the singing business."
Relaxing, Felix smiled back.
"Thanks. So, what've you been up to?"
"Oh, not much. I got a job at HMV for some extra spending money, Auntie Joan had a beautiful baby girl, I spoke to dad and…"
"Hey, hey! Wait a minute! You spoke to dad?!?"
Jenna lowered her head so that her hair covered her face, then after a moments pause nodded.
"After what he did to us, you actually spoke to him?!?"
"It's not like that. He came to talk to me."
"And you let him?!?"
"Felix! He's different now. He's sorted himself out and wants us back in his life."
"I don't believe this."
There was a ping and the lift doors opened into a corridor that led to their room.
"Hi," said Isaac as Felix burst through the door.
He'd been arm wrestling with Garet to pass the time with Ivan watching and he seemed to be winning. Ivan stopped singing random chants to smile at the siblings and wave. When Garet turned to look at them though, Isaac took the opportunity and slammed Garet's arm down on the table.
"How's it going Jenna?" asked Garet, nursing his sore arm, but their welcomes weren't appreciated.
Felix walked past them with a glare on his face towards his room, leaving Jenna alone with the three clueless boys. All of them waited for the loud bang of the door being slammed shut, which came quickly enough before the attention was switched back to Jenna.
"What's the matter with him?" Ivan asked curiously.
Isaac had already gotten up and had led Jenna to his chair with an arm around her trembling shoulder.
"He found out that I've been talking to my dad."
Ivan and Garet simply looked at each other in confusion, but Isaac's face was creased with worry and he squeezing Jenna's hand. He'd grown up knowing Felix and Jenna so he knew all about this problem.
"What's so bad about that?" Garet asked.
"He deserted us, me, Felix and my mother and we haven't heard from him in fifteen years."
An uneasy silence filled the room, disturbed only by what sounded like sobbing coming from Felix's room.
"When I was two and Felix was about four, nearly five, our parents got into a huge fight. I can't even remember what it was about. My dad decided there and then that he didn't need us anymore and just left. Felix was the most shook up about it since he was very close with him whereas I got over it after a while. It was obvious dad had things in his life that he needed to sort out. He was rather young when my mum had us and so was she. He called me not long ago and we set up a lunch. We talked for almost three hours about what had happened and what we'd both been doing. I've forgiven him now that I've heard his side of the story, but I guess Felix will need some more time."
"I'll go talk to him," said Isaac softly as he stood up. "Are you gonna be alright?"
"Yeah," Jenna replied, leaning back in the chair with a sad smile on her face.
Just as he reached Felix's door, Isaac chuckled when he heard Garet challenge Jenna to an arm wrestling match only to get beaten with five seconds.
"Felix?" he called out, tapping on the door. "Cam I come in?"
There was no reply, but the door opened in front of him. Isaac entered cautiously and saw Felix return to his place by the window which overlooked the bustling town, lit by the lights of the clubs, shops and various other nightlife attractions.
"Hey, how are you?"
Still refusing to answer, Felix continued to stare blankly out of the window. Isaac suddenly noticed the keyboard left out on the bed and smiled to himself.
"Thought of any new songs yet?"
"No."
"Oh," Isaac said, sitting down on the end of the bed.
Trying to think of something to say, he pressed down on the glossy white keys, playing a song he'd been practising lately.
"If you're here to talk to me, talk," Felix growled without even glancing in Isaac's direction.
"Urm, okay," replied Isaac, slightly unnerved by Felix's sudden anger. "I think you should calm down about Jenna talking to your dad."
"Calm down? Calm down?!? How am I supposed to calm down?!? You know what happened, you know what we went through after he left and now Jenna's reopened that wound by simply agreeing to talk to him!" Felix cried with tears springing to his eyes. "Jenna doesn't know what happened. She was too young to remember now. I had to look after her all the time, my mum had to work double shifts at her job and he didn't even care. I won't let him poison her mind with his lies; I can't lose her to him, I just can't."
He fell back onto the bed next to Isaac, his head in his hands. Slowly, Isaac placed a hand on the brunette's shoulder and took a deep breathe.
"Look Felix. I've known Jenna for most of my life and ever since I've met her I knew she was a sensible if not slightly head strong girl. She knows what she's doing. If your dad told her something and she believes him, I believe him. She wouldn't put you and you mum through all this again is she didn't know with her heart that your dad wasn't lying. Trust her."
Although he didn't answer, Felix lifted his head up slightly with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"ARGH!!!"
Suddenly, a loud cry came from the living room making the two boys rush back in out of pure fear. The sight that met their eyes made Isaac smirk and fold him arms as he leaned back against the door frame while Felix practically foamed at the mouth. It had been Ivan who cried out and he was now tied up to a chair in the corner by what looked like the strap of his guitar. On the sofa in front of him were Garet and Jenna, kissing passionately.
"My eyes!" Ivan shrieked. "It burns!"
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Wow! That must be the longest chapter I've ever written!
Jenna: 11 pages, 493 lines and 16893 words according to Microsoft Word. Yep, it's the longest. Go you!
I like the nice you.
Jenna: I like the you that writes Flameshipping stories.
Well, you know how I'm opposed to Valeshipping. So, my legion of fans, what did everyone think? I believe it's safe to say that like in my previous story, everyone probably knows who that cloaked figure was. Anyway, read and review to make me write more. There may be some very pleasant surprises coming up. Hehe! 'Til next time, tally ho!