Symbols of Adventure [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter II

Fantasia Isle, Mentawa Dragonfly Tracks
7:24 A.M.

     After the young girl, Gou Lennox, prevailed in the trial of her father to determine if she can be an Adventurer that she always admired to be, as promised, she was allowed to be one and set off to the Zero arena. Right now, she has just arrived at the Isle's station. This particular station is one of the latest inventions of the Moreau Corporation, a company that innovates simple devices, for example, a train. They invented the Dragon Train, a kind of train that travels its' rails above water and higher ground which goes around Islands with similar features of an airplane.

    The station was bustling with people heading from one place to another, the place wasn't filled with people, nor empty, just right. Some benches were being occupied, with plants sitting next to it in a pattern that goes to the end of the room. Chatter of several people echoes around the room as the cold air coming from the air conditioner wafts around the area. 

     Our little protagonist has just got her ticket to Ashia from the receptionist. She was equipped with a whip that had a placeholder on her belt, her lavender backpack on her back with the two arnis from her trial with her father sticking out. She gets out of the lines in order to get a close look on her train ticket which says, "Route twelve" in an old fashioned font, and the logo of the station underneath it.

     Ding, ding, ding. 

     "Train to route fourteen arriving. Passengers may head to the second floor, track one. Please wait inside and do not cross the yellow line until the train can be safely boarded." A feminine voice coming from the speakers of the station announces, her voice reaching up until the entrance of the station for everyone to hear.

     "Oh! That's my train." Gou spoke and puts the train ticket on her pocket, and proceeds to head to the nearest stairwell. Upon reaching the second floor, she saw that there weren't many people like from the ground floor. The second floor's lobby has customer service and long tables with chairs used for either chilling or eating.

The second floor was spacious, besides the line for tickets here. Gou's eyes wander around the area as she made her way to track one, which was carved in wood for everyone to see on top of a door frame. Not too long later, she got inside and patiently waited for the train to arrive. To avoid being bored, Gou decided to observe the surroundings in track one. 

 Firstly, there was a group of teenagers laughing and chatting in one corner of the room next to a plant. They had their bags and trolleys so supposedly they were emigrating to Ashia, their next stop. Then there was a man holding a bouquet full of red roses. There were also several people behind his back, holding signs. Gou smiles as she already knew what the guy was planning based upon the scene he was in.

    Then a rumbling noise coming from afar was heard, and it became louder and louder, "Track one passengers, your train is arriving. We hope you have a safe trip, thank you for using our services." The woman on the speaker spoke. Gou stood up from her seat as the guards in the area motioned everyone to fall in line in an orderly fashion. 

 The passengers had got inside the train and begun to move. There were many people on the train ranging from babies to the elderly, cats to dogs. The young dark purple-colored hair comfortably sat on her blue 2S seat inside the vehicle with her bag reclining next to her. Fortunately for her, she had the window seat. 

"This is the life." She giggles and takes a drink from her bag and takes a sip into it. She heaves out a relaxed sigh before putting it on her backpack's side pocket and leaning her back on the backrest and closing her eyes, slowly drifting to sleep. 

    The deafening squeal of the wheels of the train putting to a halt rings loudly to all of the passenger's ears. The piercing screech of the train stopping made Gou wake up unwillingly, "Agh!" She groans as she almost hit her face on the chair in front of her, "What's happening?" She asks as several people looked at her side of the window. She furrows her brows in a confused manner and turns her head to the window. Her face went pale as a large brown fly-like insect, almost as big as half of the train, enters her field of view.