The Treasure of the Sun

The Treasure of the Sun

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This is part 1 of a multi-part story. I already posted a story with the same name, but that one is discontinued. This version is the official one.

Hunter is an orphaned teenager who seeks the greatest treasure ever left by mankind, the treasure of the sun. He leaves on his journey to find it and along the way, discovers the hidden secrets of the world he lives in.
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Summary

This is part 1 of a multi-part story. I already posted a story with the same name, but that one is discontinued. This version is the official one.

Hunter is an orphaned teenager who seeks the greatest treasure ever left by mankind, the treasure of the sun. He leaves on his journey to find it and along the way, discovers the hidden secrets of the world he lives in.

Chapter1 (v.1) - To Be a Treasure Hunter

Author Chapter Note

Hunter departs on his journey to find the treasure of the sun with a girl from his school, Taina, who refuses to explain why she wants to come along.

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Submitted: May 11, 2017

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Chapter 1 – To Be a Treasure Hunter

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Hunter’s alarm clock woke him with its obnoxious ear-raping noise. He shut it off and got off his thin mattress, and onto the squeaky wooden flooring of his orphanage room.

Although it was half past four in the afternoon and the streets were as busy as ever, he slept like a log. Nothing could prevent a teenager from sleeping. Every day after school, he’d go back to his room and sleep a little. When he woke up, he’d study and read, things he never did in class. That’s because those subjects were boring to him. He couldn’t care less about mathematics and chemistry, and all that. He filled his head with stories of adventurers. New Wind Town, his town, was home to many famous and infamous adventurers and treasure hunters who left behind their logs, now stored in the town library. He read them over and over, without ever getting tired of them. The many tales of these people’s travels fascinated him more than anything else. They braved the wrath of nature, walked along dangerous paths, risked their lives every day so they could find treasures long forgotten by time. Be these stories made up or real, Hunter’s passion only grew when he read them. He himself prepared to leave on his own journey soon.

Before he knew it, it was almost time for him to go to work. He closed his book and put on his trusty jeans, which made him look somewhat neglected because of the tears at the bottom. He opened the door to his room and hopped in his dirty shoes. He ran outside onto the lively street.

Other than the orphanage, practically every building in town was made of wood. That was living in the orphanage’s only advantage, along with quietness. For Hunter, quietness was a hard thing to come by. Whenever someone said or did something he didn’t like, he interfered. His actions caused him to become the town’s troublemaker, which made others mock him, which in return caused him to be even more troublesome. It all formed a vicious circle, with Hunter being the center of it.

He eventually reached a bar. Though he was underaged, he worked there as a dishwasher. He entered the bar, which he called his home, after he lost his real one long ago.

There, the people respected him, even if they were drunk sometimes. He could freely talk about his dreams without being mocked. Being a treasure hunter came with its risks. Every treasure hunter had to pay a special tax to their respective kingdom’s royal family. A seemingly harmless law at first, but when finding loot, people often wanted to keep it. If and when they did decide to keep it to themselves, trouble ensued. The royal guard hunted them down like wild rabbits. Very few treasure hunters have ever survived a long time after becoming outlaws. Withal, Hunter still wanted to become one.

“You’re late. Again,” said a man rubbing a glass jug behind a counter.

“I know, sorry,” Hunter responded.

Hunter walked across the bar and greeted the usual customers, who saluted him back. He went behind the counter where the sink, full of plates and mugs, waited to be emptied.

The bar was pretty small, as was any building in New Wind Town. It had a couple a round tables with chairs surrounding them. That and the pillars fortifying the structure by running through the ceiling and the floor made it difficult to move around, leaving little space. For Hunter, this was the best place to be in town. The people accepted him and Braham, the owner and bartender, gave him a job. They supported his dreams, or at the very least, accepted them.

“So, Hunter!” said a bearded man with a half-empty jug of beer in his hand. “Are ya still set on becoming a treasure hunter?”

“Of course, I am. You ask me the same question every day, it’s not like I’m going to change my mind overnight.”

“Well, ya never know with young people these days! Hahaha!”

“Do you know what you’ll be doing at first?” asked another man.

“Well, if you must know, I’ve got my eyes set on a particular treasure. One no one’s ever found in hundreds of years.”

“Sounds interesting!” said a third man.

“I’m going to find the treasure of the sun.” (roll credits)

“What’s that?”

“Only the most notorious treasure ever!”

“Hahaha! That’s ambitious, kid! But, that’s good! You need to dream. Dreams are what give your life meaning.”

“It’s not a dream, those aren’t real! I truly am going to find it, you’ll see!”

“Hahaha! Go for it, kiddo!” the first man enthusiastically said.

“Hey, Hunter,” Braham said. “I’m going to the bathroom. Watch over the bar, will you?”

Braham headed upstairs, where he lived. He did that sometimes, leaving Hunter in charge momentarily. The teenager continued washing the dishes and paid little attention to the bar, because nothing ever happened here. Through all the noise, no one heard the front door open. The man sitting closest to the door noticed someone from the corner of his eye and turned around to see who it was. Everyone soon followed suit, Hunter being the last. He looked at the two people who entered and frowned subtly.

They were nobles from the looks of it. In the hierarchical pyramid, nobles stood higher than normal townspeople like Hunter and everyone else in New Wind Town. Because of their title, they often acted like they owned the world. The only people more important than them were the royal families. With every step the noble couple took, it gave Hunter bad chills.

“What a mess,” said the nobleman. “Boy, are you the owner of this dirty hovel?” he asked Hunter.

“No.”

“Then, where is he? I demand a talk with him.”

“Sorry, he doesn’t have time for a spoiled man-child.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah, excuse you.”

“Do you have any idea who we are, commoner?”

“I know all too well.”

“Then, stop wasting my time and obey!”

Hunter ignored him and went back to washing the dishes. The customers started talking again, minding their own business. The noble couple became angrier. They yelled at Hunter, menacing him and the bar, saying they’d have it torn down. Braham came back down.

“All right, which one of you is screaming like that?” he asked. “Oh?”

“Commoner!” called out the nobleman. “Is this filthy place yours?! I order you to calm these pigs down right this instant!”

“What are you, my mom? Get lost.”

“Curb your tongue!” the woman said.

A customer got tired of them and threw a jug at them. It broke on impact on the nobleman. His arm cut and bleeding, he ran to the door and turned his head.

“I’ll let the king know about this! Just you wait, commoners! Every last one of you will pay!”

“Get out of here!” yelled Braham. “Go back to your capital and tell the king! But don’t ever come back here, you hear me?!”

He closed the door and went behind the counter. The customers began laughing at the nobles. Though most people would bend to their will and do as they said, these guys weren’t afraid.

“Hunter,” said Braham. “Don’t get yourself all worked up whenever you see a noble. I know how you must feel, but messing with them is dangerous.”

“You’re telling me that? Did you see yourself?”

“Hoho! Well, I’m certainly not getting any younger, you know? All my life, nobles have been harassing me and everyone I know. As I grow older, I can do things I never would have done before. You, however, are still young. You have a whole life ahead of you. It would be stupid to waste it on nobles. Don’t you have a treasure to find?”

“Speaking of which… Guys?” Hunter told everyone. “Tomorrow, I’m leaving. My journey will start at sunset tomorrow.”

“That so?”

Later, Hunter left the bar for the last time before leaving the town. The customers and Braham gave him one final farewell, wishing him good luck. He went back to the orphanage, a smile on his face. He was thankful to have had Braham and the others for so long. He entered his room and crashed on his bed. He took from a drawer under his bed a necklace. He held it over his face and stared at it.

It had five gemstones, all of different colors. He didn’t know which stones they were exactly, but the necklace was a memento of his deceased mother. He carefully put it on his bedside table and closed his eyes. The next morning, he jumped out of bed when he realized he was late for school. He always was. He quickly got ready and took off. When he arrived at school, it was already the first break between classes.

The school was both a primary school and a high school. That meant little kids ran around, preteens acted all tough and teenagers did their thing. It made for some pretty funny situations. Once, a group of third graders ganged up on an eleventh grader and beat him up. They were all temporarily expelled.

Hunter went in the schoolyard, being mocked by the “cool kids” who thought making an ass of themselves made them cool. He got in an argument with them, as usual. A guy passed by and tapped Hunter on the back.

“Stop reacting, you’re only fueling their will to make fun of you,” he said.

It was Nick, one of the only people who didn’t bother Hunter. There was him and a few others, other than the bar’s people.

“I know that,” Hunter replied. “The more they make fun of me, the more stupid they’ll look when I become a famous treasure hunter. It all starts tonight.”

“Good luck with that. Let’s just hope you don’t become infamous.”

Nick walked away carelessly, waving Hunter goodbye with the back of his hand. This specific day at school felt longer than it should have. Hunter kept glancing at the clock without realizing it was broken. By constantly looking at it, he noticed a girl looking at him. When he saw her, she turned her head away hastily.

That was Korrine, another one of the people who didn’t annoy him. She was too shy to ever talk to anyone and never said a word. She’d sometimes hide behind her hair for some reason.

When the day finally ended, Hunter sprinted outside like a cheetah and headed to the orphanage. There, he opened a backpack and put inside it his mother’s necklace, some clothes as well as the money he earned working at the bar. He did the final preparations and went for one last walk in the streets. As the sun began to set, he headed for the town’s entrance. He walked along the sandy path of South Breeze Island.

It was pretty much the only path on the island. It connected New Wind Town with the harbor and the little shrine. Those were the only man-made things on the island. Granted, out of all of Windsofle’s islands, South Breeze was the smallest one.

Hunter arrived at the harbor, where he was greeted by the old man who ran the place. The guy had seen more in his life than everyone else on the island combined; he was that old.

“Ere ye Hunter?” he asked with his old sea lion voice.

“Yeah? Why do you ask?”

“There’s someone here fer ye.”

He pointed at the dock. On it sat a girl, her feet dangling in the water. He recognized her instantly. Those hazel eyes, long hair and tanned skin definitely belonged to Taina, yet another not annoying person. She was too busy always reading to pay any attention to anyone, that’s why.

She got up and said, “I overheard you and Nick talk. You’re leaving town right about now, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, does it have anything to do with you?”

“Not yet, but I’d really appreciate it if you let me come aboard. There’s something I need to do.”

“Okay, but only if you bring along all your hopes and dreams.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“S-sure, whatever. Will you let me come or not? You’re my only hope of getting off the island. My parents can’t know I’m leaving or they’ll freak out.”

“You sound really determined to go. What’s so important to you that you’d be willing to leave behind your home and family?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“I have neither of those.”

“Oh… I’m sorry, I forgot. As for me, I can’t tell you. I-It’s a secret.”

“Oh, come on!”

“I-I’ll tell you some other time, okay? Let’s just go.”

“Alright, alright.”

Hunter paid for a humble fishing boat that would serve as his means of transport throughout his journey. It had a nice and cozy cabin with conveniently two beds, a table and some other basic furniture.

He called dibs on a bed even though they were identical and put his backpack under it. Taina calmly sat on the other one. They raised anchor and left for good. Taina already started to feel a bit homesick knowing that she was leaving for a while.

“So, are you going to tell me?” asked Hunter. “Why did you want to leave?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t tell you.”

“You said you’d tell me later.”

“I said I can’t tell you!” she insisted.

“Jeez, calm down. You’re going to be fun…”

For the following hours, the atmosphere was calmer. Neither of them said anything to each other. As the boat swayed on the ocean waves, Taina noticed in the distance a large silhouette. It was that of another ship. She looked closely at it and ran inside the cabin.

“Hunter, there are pirates!”

“So what?”

“Change the course of the boat, they’ll see us!”

“What’s your point?”

“Do you even know what’ll happen if they see us?!”

“Yes.”

“Then change the damn course!”

“Why?”

“Didn’t you just say you knew what would happen if they saw us?!”

“Yep. They’re going to get it.”

“Are you being serious right now?! You’re going to fight an entire pirate crew?!”

“It won’t even be a fight.”

“Stop being a jackass!”

Hunter exited the cabin while Taina hid under her bed hoping she wouldn’t be found. He waited on the dock for the pirate ship to close in. Soon enough, it did. A crassly man with greedy eyes appeared on the bigger ship’s dock.

“Hand over your treasure, punk,” he said with his dirty voice.

“We don’t have any.”

“Well, that’s not good. Get him, boys!”

Multiple pirates who were hiding threw harpoons at Hunter. He caught two of them and jump on their boat. He used the harpoons as climbing tools to go up the wall. Once on the ship, as he predicted, the pirates didn’t put up much of a fight. Curious, Taina left her hiding spot to observe the fight. When she saw him fighting, her jaw dropped. He was like an army to himself. His movements were swift, his attacks spot on and effective. He knocked them all out one after the other. It didn’t take long for the whole crew to be beat. He swam back to his embarkation.

“Oh my god, are you hurt?” asked Taina.

“Ha, you’re worried.”

“Shut up! No, I’m not. Not after I saw you fight. How are you so strong?”

“I trained a lot.”

“That can’t be it. You’re too strong. If I’m right, I think you might be able to use energy transmission.”

“Energy what now?”

“When a person unlocks their inner strength, they gain the ability to control the flow of energy in their body. For example, you draw out the energy from everywhere in your body and transfer it to your fist. When the fist hits its target, the damage can be devastating. However, by pulling away the energy from other parts of your body to power up another one, those parts become weaker.”

“Huh. How do you know all that?”

“I read about it once. Anyway, we should keep going. We’re close to Windsofle Island and our boat is sort of sinking.”

Indeed, one of the harpoons pierced a hole in the boat’s base and now, water was flowing in. Right before it sank, they arrived at a beach on the south shore of Windsofle Island, the main island of the kingdom which bore the same name.

It was the biggest island in this kingdom. In the big city, very creatively named Windsofle City, lived the royal family and the nobles. There were also many commoners, but in a different part of the city.

Hunter grabbed his backpack and searched for a nearby town. He came across one, where a kind man gave him what he needed to repair the breakage on his boat.

“So, where are we going next?” asked Taina.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m heading for Windsofle City. That’s got to be the best place to gather information. You, however… I still don’t know what you’re doing, so it’s up to you whether you want to stick with me or not.”

“I think I’ll go there too, for the same reason. I need some info.”

“You’re still not going to tell me?”

“I can’t. Stop insisting.”

They anchored their boat on the beach and headed north, to the big city.


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