A/N- Yay! School is out, which means I have enough time (but not necessarily enough inspiration) to update. I said I would try to get a chapter up after finals, but I took a short break, cleaning my room. I will try to get updates up faster.
Guess what? Aliki, my bestest friend and writing buddy is coming to visit me all the way from a different state. I haven't seen her in months! I'm really looking forward to it.
Anyways, I said I was considering adding an OC, but now I forget why I wanted to… I think I needed another supporting character. Hopefully, it'll come to me.
This chapter is dedicated to MissDoomDragon and EmpressVicky for reviewing so faithfully. You two are amazing!
Let the story begin!
Disclaimer- I do not own Golden Sun.
The entire crew, which consisted of the Prox warriors, monks from the Lama Temple, and Jenna, Ivan, Mia, and Felix pooled near the exit of the boat, obviously wanting to get off.
"Guys," Felix tried to say but the noise was too loud and no one could here the leader of the team. "Guys," he tried to say again.
Jenna stood up on a large storage crate. "SHUT UP!" she said as loudly as possible. Each head turned to her with surprise. "My good brother Felix here has something to say. Please listen."
Finally quiet, Felix spoke again. "We can't all get off. Karst, Agitio, pick two of your best warriors. We will take a few of the best fighting monks. Now, how wants to be in charge?" Nearly every single hand rose up.
"Felix," Jenna whispered quickly. "Shao Lin, he's the most peaceful one and he won't ruin our ship by the time we get back."
"Right. Shao Lin, your in charge," Felix said. The little man looked surprised. "You'll be fine. Don't touch the crates or the anchor. If you guys want to get off to buy something, go in groups of seven, and only one group at the time. We don't want to run down their village."
After they made the rules clear, Ivan, Jenna, Mia, Felix, Karst, Agitio and a few of the monks and Prox Warriors made their way of the bought. Jenna stood to examine her surroundings, breathing in the air, and relived to heave her feet touch land again. "Mmmm," she mumbled. Her eyes scanned the area. It was looking a lot better with people moving around and doing their business. But it would most likely not last. With Alex solely controlling the biggest power of the world, every place was in danger. Including Champa. Jenna made a note to tell that to Obaba if she refused to help them.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Karst demanded impatiently. "Let's go find the old hag!"
Jenna glared at female Prox warrior. "She's not an old hag. Let's visit Briggs, Chaucha, and Eoleo first."
Karst narrowed her eyes. "We have no time for games!"
"No, I suppose we don't have time for games, do we? But Briggs may give us solders. And we should respect them. This is their village. We could at least visit them," Jenna shot back.
Felix sighed. "Guys don't fight. But we should visit Briggs."
Jenna stuck her tongue out. "Told you so," she said.
"No wonder Alex ditched you," Karst mumbled. Jenna stopped.
"What. Did. You. Say?" Jenna asked with gritted teeth. Her hands quickly clutched Karsts shirt collar. Her eyes were narrowed, and she wasn't even sure why she was so mad, but she was. "He ditched you too!" she said, pushing her, a flame of fire accidentally shooting from her hand.
"Jenna!" Mia said, surprised. "Why did you do that?"
The mars adept shook her head. "I don't know. Let's just… go…" She sped up, her footsteps in a steady, fast beat, her head down. Her companions decided to let her tread ahead of them, alone.
"Alex," Jenna thought. "Do you know how much trouble you've caused me? You take so many things away… You dirty thief!"
"You wound me…I only meant to borrow it."
Jenna spun around, but saw that no one had said the line. He had said it to her, when he told her about considering stealing Pier's boat. Why was she hearing it now? "Great," Jenna thought. "Now I'm beginning to here your voice in my head."
"Here we are!" a voice interrupted her thoughts and Jenna looked up. It was the caves, dark and dank. They stepped in without a word, trailing to find Briggs. And then…
"Chaucha!" Jenna said.
"Jenna! What a surprise! Please, come in."
Jenna looked at the small, simple room. "Eoleo has gotten bigger," Jenna noted. She looked at the little toddler. "He's cute."
"Thank you," Chaucha said. "Briggs should be home any second now."
Just on cue, the gruff man entered the room. "Honey, I'm home!" he said. The line was so cliché, that it actually made Jenna chuckle.
"Chaucha?" Briggs asked confused. "Hey, it's you!" He looked a little scared now. "Do you… uh… need anything? I haven't stolen anything, I mean it!"
"No, no," Jenna said, laughing. Then she grew serious. "I'm here because of…" She summarized the events as quickly as possible. "We need to see Obaba, and we were wondering if you could lend some soldiers."
Briggs scratched his head. "Oh, hey! I want to come. It sounds like an adventure, to me!" he said. Chaucha didn't seem to like this idea.
"Briggs!" she protested. "We don't want to leave home! This is where we belong."
"Come on Chaucha! You and Eoleo can come! Don't you want to help our world?" Before Chaucha could protest smiled eagerly. "Come on, I'll get my best warriors, and you go see my grandmother."
The group obeyed, but Jenna felt bad for Chaucha. The women just wanted to feel settled, but her husband was a wide-eyed wanderer.
The group knocked onto the door.
"Come in." The voice was obviously Obaba's, wise, old, and gruff.
They took a breath, gulped, and started for the solemn looking door.
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A/N- I did it! I finished Chapter 6. I was going to have you guys meet Obaba in this chapter, but I didn't feel like it. Anyways, I am considering getting a beta (for this story as of now only). So if any of you guys are interested, please PM me or say so on a review. Ah… Reviews…. I like those…. They're nice… So guys, review!! No seriously, I mean REVIEW!!
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