This is an idea I came up with. I don't know how it will turn out, so I wanted to know what you reviewers would think.
Critics are okay-as long as you don't act as a total douchbag.
I don't own Golden Sun
Night had fallen when Matthew finally came to. He was still holding the Sol Blade tightly to his chest, which had protected him from dying.
His wounds were deep. His left arm was covered in blood, he had an ugly scar on the scruff of his neck, his right leg was badly damaged, and he felt some broken ribs in his chest.
Matthew patiently waited for a moment, trying to remember what happened.
'Matthew fought like a raging demon, keeping the monsters momentarily at bay. Matthew leaps in the air, and uses Megiddo. But even before he could bring the fire ball out, one of the monsters grab his ankle, and bring him crashing on the ground. The four other Foul Gluttons leap on him, their jaws snapping.'
'Matthew held his Sol Blade tightly to his chest. "Help me" he whispered. There was no response coming from the legendary weapon. The monsters began to tear the Adept apart, but just when Matthew was about to die, the Sol Blade shone like never before.'
'The monsters were obliterated by light, while Matthew was saved from getting killed. The light partially healed his wounds. Matthew realized that his closest friends had betrayed him.'
'It was his last thought before falling unconscious.'
Matthew felt something he never felt before: hatred and anger churn within him. He wanted revenge for what they had all done to him. The Sol Blade gently glowed, trying to chase away the evil thoughts entering Matthew's head. Matthew calmed himself down. But he still felt the feelings in him.
"They used me and left me to die." Matthew said quietly to himself. Despite his wounds, he climbed to his feet. He saw Ayuthay in the distance. He turned his back to it. He looked at the area where Harapa proudly lay. He put the Sol Blade against his forehead. "Thank you." he whispered to the sword of light.
The Sol Blade glowed, warming Matthew's cold body. The young earth Adept sheathed it on his back, and walked-or limped-towards Harapa, the city of ruins.
"They need to be reminded of who I actually am." Matthew whispered. He thought of an objective. "I'll destroy you all. I won't stop, not until I've accomplished my goal."
Matthew took a deep breath, and began running towards Harapa, ignoring the pain of his multiple and serious wounds.