Well, I'm back again with sum very interesting story line. it goes like this: Isaac has a secret. a dark, evil secret that he, himself doesn't even know about. Can Ivan help him through this? or will Isaac be doomed to a life of either murder or will he be forced to a suicide? very angst, mystery, some romance.

I don't own Golden sun. if I did, there would be way to many versions of it...and it would be out on play station with real talking people and awesomer graphics. I only own my ideas.

Prologue: Joshua, The First Storm Of The Season

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"Brother…" came the small voice of the little child gazing avidly into her older brother's face.

"What is it Jenna?" He said from his place on the couch. He was laying down, reading his book. The fifteen year old glanced up from his reading to see his sister. She wore her overly large pajama shirt and pants that dragged along the floor. In her arms was a little stuffed toy; a bunny.

"Night Felix." She muttered tucking a strand of her reddish brown hair behind her ear. He looked up again with his deep brown eyes and sat up.

"Want me to tuck you in?" He asked preparing to get up. She closed her red-brown eyes and shook her head.

"No, just saying good night. I'm twelve, I don't need to be tucked in." She pouted.

He let out a low chuckle as he kicked back onto the couch, "What ever you say, Jen. Night."

With those words said, she slowly made her way up the stairs. Silently she opened her door and flung herself onto the bed and quickly fell asleep

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"Isaac and Joshua Rowen, if I hear another peep out of you, I'll ground you!" yelled the voice of a man. The twins addressed only giggled and peered at each other. They heard footsteps from the hallway and suddenly the voice of a woman rang through the room.

"Isaac!" She said addressing the twin on the bottom bunk. This twin's hair was a golden blonde color that stuck up in every which way. His eyes were a deep ocean blue color. Glaring at the woman, he crossed his arms.

"Mom, I'm not Isaac! He is!" The boy spoke unfolding his arms and pointing a finger to the other giggling boy. The one on the top bunk only giggled more.

"Yeah mum, I'm Isaac." This one had a lighter shade of blonde hair and sky blue eyes. His hair wasn't so messy. He flashed her a grin then looked down on his brother.

"Don't you try to fool me!" She said. The two winced at her angry tone and sat up straight.

"but mom-" they began.

"SLEEP!" the two boy went 'meep!' and quickly buried themselves under the covers. She stood in the doorway for a minute, then turned and left.

They waited for the footsteps to die away. Isaac crept out of his bed and climbed the ladder to see his twin on his back staring at the ceiling.

"You going out tonight?" He asked.

"Maybe."

"Gonna see your 'friend'?" Isaac teased.

"Maybe."

"Who is it, you can tell me!" He whispered in a hushed voice.

"Dear Isaac." Joshua began. "That is irrelevant."

The younger thirteen year old twin stared, baffled at his brother.

"Ir…Ir-re-le-vant?" He asked slowly, trying to pronounce the word his brother spoke.

"Go to sleep." He said and ushered Isaac back into bed.

"But…" Isaac began to complain but slipped onto his bed anyway.

"hush now, sleep." Joshua said patting his brother on the head.

Isaac closed his eyes but didn't sleep. It was silent. Too silent. Joshua finally heard the light snores and breaths of his brother after many minutes. He quickly jumped down from his bunk.

"Yes, I will go out tonight, but not to see my significant other. I have an…appointment to keep…" In the dark of the night, he quickly changed. As he stepped into the moonlight pouring in through the window, his narrowed eyes and malevolent smile were revealed.

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"Garet, is your brother asleep yet?" Asked an old woman.

"Yep, grandma, he's sleeping." Garet replied. He ran a hand through his spiky red hair.

"You should rest too." He said with a genuine smile. She smiled back and pat his arm.

"Yes, I think I will rest." She replied and slowly walked away. Garet sighed.

"Lock the window and doors." She said over her shoulder.

"Ok." He said and proceeded to do so. She sighed.

"It's horrible, those deaths, I hope the culprit gets caught soon…so many died." She muttered and retired to her room.

Garet stood alone in the room, locking the windows and he silently muttered, "I hope… he doesn't…" He walked to his room and sat on his window seat, waiting for a sign of someone.

"What did he mean… 'I have other things to do tonight'…" he muttered. Then suddenly his eyes widened as he realized what was going on. He rapidly stood and grabbed his jacket, climbing out of his window and thanking Sol his bedroom was on floor level.

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Silently he sat on a limb, staring into a bedroom window, he smirked as he saw moonlight enter the window and illuminate the twelve-year-old girl's face.

"Finally." He muttered, "You'll stay away from him…never talk to him, and quit your incessant flirting with him." A growl resounded from the back of his throat, "Never again." And with amazing agility he leapt through the window.

Noiselessly he landed on her carpet and pulled a penknife from the pocket of his overly large hooded sweatshirt. He pulled the hood off, to reveal blonde hair. He approached the bed, holding the knife up. The moonlight caught it, and he saw a reflection.

"Garet. My what a surprise." He said sarcastically. Jenna began to rouse from her sleep. Garet stepped from the shadows and only muttered one word.

"Joshua."

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Kit: good? Bad? Don't understand? All will be revealed! Through out the story.

Max: what? Not the next chapter?

Kit: nope. Stay tuned for Chapter 1: After the storm

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Preview...

Jenna blinked.

"What are you still DOING here?" And with those words, she picked up the frying pan laying near her hand.

"You know," Ivan began with unusual calmness, "Now would be a good time to-"

"RUN!" Garet yelled and grabbed both Ivan and Isaac by the scruff of the neck as he ran out the door.

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