Shimmy: Here's chapter 3 in all its glory!
Tetra: Dude... No rhyming
Sheba: Yeah, that is a bit much...
Shimmy: Sorry...
Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun, Golden Sun The Lost Age or any other game that exists in the world. Maybe one day I will but I don't now.
The two figures stood side by side over the small pool of water. One of them, a man, spoke.
"It is time."
"Yes." The second voice was a woman's.
"Bring the heroes here," said the man, "Let them recognize their true power. Draw the evil one out."
"Yes my Father."
"I will return to my brethren. Do not fail me now."
"Yes my Father."
The man disappeared with a breath of wind. The woman knelt before the water, dark hair falling around her beautiful face that framed her emerald eyes. She blew gently on the surface of the water. An image formed in its depths, an image of a small village.
Footsteps echoed behind her. She turned to face the young woman behind her, her daughter. The woman stared at her daughter for some time, examining her emerald eyes, before she spoke.
"Are you all right, my child?"
Her daughter raised her head.
"Yes."
She felt a twinge of relief. She walked up to her daughter and took her hand, carefully.
"I must leave for a while. I have some business to attend to. I wont be gone long."
"Yes, mother," was the whispered reply, " I will wait."
The woman sighed gratefully. She concentrated on her power and disappeared. Her daughter stared at the spot where her mother had disappeared something glinting in her emerald eyes. She walked slowly to the pool of water and stared into its depths. The image of the village rose to meet her. Her eyes widened.
"Vale," she whispered.
The young brown haired boy was asleep in his bed when the strange light began to shine in his room. He opened his eyes to the most beautiful face in the world. Even more so than his mother or his aunt, which he had previously deemed impossible. The beautiful woman smiled at him.
"Are you an angel?" he asked immediately. This had to be a dream. She laughed.
"Yes, Takeru I am an angel." He gaped at her.
"You know my name?"
"Yes I know your name, Takeru, I am an angel remember? Now listen to me because this is important." Takeru shut his mouth immediately.
"It is about the heroes who your mother tells you stories of, the heroes who saved her when she was to be sacrificed to the evil serpent. They are in danger, Takeru. I need you to deliver a message to them."
"Yes?" Takeru's heart was pounding. His mother told him stories when he was younger of the heroes who had saved her from the serpent. His father had also played a big role in the rescue, drugging the serpent and dealing the finishing blow. But the heroes had defeated the serpent, rendering it weak enough so his father could finish it off.
"I need you to tell them they must travel to Congito and meet with an old friend. Can you do that for me, Takeru?"
Takeru nodded. The angel held out a hand.
"Come with me, Takeru." Takeru took the angel's hand and suddenly he was in the woods somewhere. He was also startled to see he was fully clothed and his small sword was strapped to his waist.
"Where am I?" He asked in a daze. The angel pointed to a trail.
"Follow this road. It will lead you to the town of Vale. Once you get there, ask for Isaac. Relay my message to him."
"I don't think that they would take me, a seven year old child, seriously." Takeru said nervously. The angel looked thoughtful for a moment then held out her hand. In it was a stone. It was small, blue and rectangular.
"Give him this stone and say it is from me. He will not doubt you." Takeru took the stone and tucked it in his pocket.
"I will not fail you." Takeru said bravely. The angel smiled.
"Thank you Takeru." She said and disappeared. Takeru took a deep breath and started up the trail. Meanwhile the same bright light began to shine in another young boy's room. The boy awoke, to open his eyes to a smiling face.
"Eoleo," said the face, "I need you to deliver a message for me…"
Her daughter was waiting for her when she returned.
"What is this?" Her daughter asked, pointing at the image of Vale in the pool of water.
"It is not your concern, my child."
She got a sharp glare in return.
"I have a right to know."
She shook her head.
"You do not need to know."
"Don't lie to me," was the sharp reply, " I heard you speak of the heroes. This concerns me, I know it does. I will find out eventually but I would prefer to hear it from you."
With that she sat down on the floor, waiting. Her mother sighed. They were so alike, she and her second youngest daughter. They had more in common than even her people knew.
"Very well."
Shimmy: And that's the end of chapter 3!
Sheba: Yay!
Shimmy: What do you mean 'yay'.
Sheba: I mean, Boo!
Shimmy: Boo? Are you saying my story sucks?
Sheba: Errrr, review!