The Dragon's Sister (Dr. Stone fic)

The Artist Fails at Science

Having driven back and forth to the school an ungodly number of times, she arrived at the now small isolated island not too far off the coast without much trouble. The most that happened on her treck was accidentally running into a bear, which resulted in her running for her life.

But now, here she stood, at the island's edge. A line of trees stood not even five meters away from its shore and, beyond that, a big hill where the school once stood towered above even the tallest trees. She made her way through the woods, not even bothering to dry her clothes since it seemed like it was early autumn, where it's still warm, but not as sweltering hot as the summer. After hiking up the large hill, she reached the barren top where she could see different parts of student and teacher alike poking up out of the dirt.

"Well, shit, I don't have the stuff to dig through this," she grumbled, crouching down to check the ground. "Would need some dynamite or something." Getting up with another sigh, she decided to look around at the different pieces of the statues that poked out of the rock-hard ground.

There. A lean hand stuck out of the ground, its index and middle fingers pressed up against its thumb. She smiled to herself. She couldn't see any other part of the statue, but she knew it was her brother. She knew that while everyone else stared at that light in shock and horror, he would stand up confidently to it and overcome it. Even though sheer willpower if he had to.

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"Well, Ryu, I'll work on getting you outta there, okay?"

That's just what I did. But, first, I explored the island some and found an uninhabited cave, which I made my home in for however long I'd be there. After that, I worked on a way to get him out of the rock at the very least.

A year passed by

Then two. Well, not quite two whole years, but it was approaching.

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"I need the ultimate navigator. A ship captain with Godly skills!"

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Loud groans of frustration and exhaustion came from the only cave with any form of life. "Why can't I just melt the damned sand!!!!?" For months, she had been trying day in and day out to get the iron sand she luckily found around the island's shore with a naturally-formed magnet. She built a furnace without any sort of trouble. The problem arose when she attempted to melt it. The melting point was too high for her to achieve on her own, without special tools, enough people, or knowledge. She could build things, sure, but she was no scientist. As a matter of fact, science was her worst subject in school. Learning that the mitochondria were the powerhouse of the cell was easy enough, but when it came to chemistry if it was anything unrelated to balancing equations, she couldn't even process half of the information. Don't even get her started on physics, if it was anything past the basics, it was a D max.

As she lay on the cold hard floor, trying to catch her breath, a faint snapping sound came from near the cave entrance. She immediately perked up and got onto her feet. "Was it an animal again?" She asked herself. After the snow had melted, she had taken some of the thin rope she had made and ran it through the trees in a ring shape throughout the island's perimeter. It snapping meant that either something or someone tripped it.

"I ought to check it out..." she murmured to herself as she grabbed her bag and stuck her sickles into the two loops on either side of the bag. She set out, hoping it was a person that snapped the rope, but not fully expecting it to be. She kept her guard up as she walked through the woods, watching for any and all movement and straining her ears to hear anything past the sound of the singing birds. After a few minutes of walking, she reached the North-Eastern section of the island. That was where the rope was disturbed. Her emerald eyes gleamed with hope. They were the footprints of people, and it looked like they were heading for the center of the island. Where her brother and the other attendants of the school were.