A/N: Hey everyone! Chapter four is up, and I hope you like it. I want to thank my sister, blue-eyed-cow who actually corrects my stories, and gives me ideas so thank you so much Sis! Read some of her stories, they're fantastic.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon.

Chapter Four

Everyone looked at Molly like she was crazy. Some confused looks in the room and some still frightened. But Molly was completely serious. Gill gave a little nod, as Gale rested his chin against his fist, his eyes showing his thoughts.

"The Goddess Tree, ya say?" Dale asked in thought, his thick eyebrows resting on the top of his eyelids, looking serious and nervous.

"Whatever this is, it makes a lot of sense," Owen pointed out. "What does this Goddess Tree exactly possess?" he asked, staring right into Molly's shining brown eyes.

She gave a gulp, looking at the interested crowd. "Well, it gives life." The occasional "ok" echoed throughout the room. The fire crackled in the fireplace, giving an eerie glow to the room. Then Molly looked at Gale, who was still lost in thought. She shivered, thinking about all the stuff she could talk about: the Harvest Goddess, The Harvest King, the Sprites, everything she could say blasted in her mind over and over again. Suddenly BAM BAM BAM. Sudden loud knocks erupted from the door, angry and aggressive.

Dale rushed over to the window, swiping the curtains to the side. What he saw was frightening, but expected. About 15 men, all in army camouflage suits, helmets, and sunglasses, all were holding their rifles straight up to the grey sky. Their faces were straight, and their expression was emotionless, unforgettably emotionless.

"We demand for you to let us in!" A loud, strong man's voice yelled, leading to more bangs at the door. Dale put his pointer finger up to his lips gesturing to be quiet. Ozzie rushed over to the fire, trying to do anything he could to put it out. Sweat dripping down to the floor, Dale took Molly's, Owen's, Luke's, Gale's, and Kathy's wrists and dragged them to the back of the house.

"Go out the window and find the Goddess Tree, now!" Then, opening the window, he boosted them up and out. "Wait, Molly," Dale grabbed her hand quickly, and pulled her back down. "I can't believe I almost forgot," he grumbled.

Molly turned around and he ran towards the bed. He reached under it, and brought out a suitcase, handing it to her. She thought it was a little suspicious that Dale had some strange suitcase under his bed, but before she could ask, he scolded, "GO!" And she scampered towards the window.

"Open it soon as possible." He said, patting her back. Candace ran into the room, tears dripping down her cheeks.

"Why can't Candace come?" Molly questioned Dale.

"There's only-" BAM BAM BAM at the door. "Go!"

Molly gave Candace a hug, promised her she would be back, and jumped out. When they sprinted out, they slammed their backs against the side of the house, hiding in the shadows. Sweat dripping down their faces, they could see the soldiers outside of the house, banging on the door with their sides yelling, "We demand you let us in this instant!" Then, with the sudden bang, the door broke down, and about 10 of them streamed into the house, while the others stood still, scattered around the house entrance, their guns pointed towards the door.

Luke looked at Molly and mouthed: 'Where's the tree?' His face looked panicked.

Answers she could say streamed through Molly's head. She knew where it was, it was just a little ways from where they were, not far at all. Then she thought of Chase, him on the ground, a gash of blood on his face. Or hiding in his small house, hearing bangs at the door. She couldn't take it. She couldn't risk Chase getting hurt. Then she thought of the Harvest Goddess. Soldiers running towards her, and chopping down the tree. The Harvest Goddess screaming for them to get back. Molly gripped the suit case Dale gave her tight, sweat dripping down her face. She knew her answer. But she knew it wasn't the right thing to do.

'Flute Fields' Molly mouthed.

'Are you freaking kidding me?' Luke mouthed back, quietly stamping his foot, and banging his head against the house. Molly quickly squatted down, opening the suit case in front of her. When she opened it and saw what was inside, she sweated even more. In it was five guns, silver, perfectly shined, and many, many bullets. Owen looked at her, and she brought up a gun to show him. His face lit up, he mouthed, 'yes!' and his hand formed into a fist. She tossed everyone a gun and a pack of bullets. Most of them caught them, besides Gale, who dodged it.

Molly straightened her face, shrugging her shoulders. Gale smiled and put out his hands. Molly didn't ask. Gale was the smartest one there, and he knew what he was doing.

'How are we gunna get out of here?' Kathy mouthed. Luke nodded, loading his gun, and shot the nearest tree. The soldiers standing outside streamed towards the gunshot, while Luke ran around the house, the others following him. Gale didn't stop glaring at Molly, which made a cold rush run down her spine. Molly felt guilty, her heart bleating as fast as her feet stomped while sprinting as fast as she could. But at the same time, she needed to know if Chase was ok.

They ran around the house, and all of them loading their guns, they peaked over the other side of the house. The five ran to their left, towards the bridge as fast as they could. The stress inside all of their heads was crazy, as if bumping on the sides of their ears, making them ring. The river and waterfall was filled with grey ashes, making the water clumpy, and a dust color. The waterfall wasn't even rushing down, but dripping slightly.

"So, what is that thing you can do with your hands?" Molly whispered into Gale's ear. He held out his hands, his palms turning blue, an aqua colored ball of energy blasted out of his hands, breaking the bridge they had just ran over in a small explosion. Luke clapped his hands together, his face beaming.

Running past the small mushroom path, not seeing where they were going, and hiding every second, they made their way to Flute Fields. If they heard a sound, they would jump and hide in the darkest spot they could see. The stars didn't seem to beautifully glow anymore; they seemed like enemies, traitors, shining on them, making the five visible, not beautiful, nor gorgeous, but ugly traitors. The pond's waves were faint now, from all the ashes, making the water thick and goopy.

Gale's eyes were still set on Molly, which made her feel uncomfortable and guilty. She started to think she had made the wrong choice, but after hearing the gunshots and screams come from Dale's house, and now that the bridge was broken, she knew it was too late to turn back. She knew she had lost more of her friends, just a minute ago, and if Chase wasn't ok, she would let everyone down.

A/N: Hey I hoped you liked it! Remember to review, the more reviews I get the quicker I can update. I'm counting on you guys! By the way if you're wondering why Gale didn't tell the others where the tree really was, here's the explanation: He didn't really know exactly where it was, he didn't have proof, so he doesn't know is he can trust Molly or not because he does know she likes Chase who lives in Flute Fields. And about Fin- This is after the game is completed and she doesn't need Fin anymore. I really hope you liked the chapter, and I can't wait to post chapter five! (And sorry for such a long Authors Note!)