Yamabuki: Sorry it's taken so long to update. I don't have a lot of time or much access to computers that can read flash drives.

Suzu: Y'know, people might have wanted to read this sooner.

Yamabuki: You're not making me feel any better.

Suzu: Good.

Yamabuki: *glares* Please state the disclaimer Suzu-chan.

Suzu: Yamabuki does not own Golden Sun or Golden Sun: The Lost Age, Camelot and Nintendo do.Chapter 2

"Mia?"

She gave no indication of having heard him. He continued on, undaunted. "Mia what are you doing here? What happened to you?"

Pushing back her blue hair as she spoke, Mia snapped, "Isaac did you honestly think I wanted to be here? Do you have any idea how horrid this place is?" Her voice was sweet and melodious and only a little rough from lack of use. Even though her words had been harsh, there was no anger in them. It was clear she was happy to see him.

Isaac simply stared at Mia in astonishment. After a few minutes of silence, except for the quiet clicks of Nathan picking Mia's locks, a flicker of annoyance passed over her face. Finally, when it was quite clear that Mia was annoyed, she asked, "Well, why are you here?"

"I uh… umm… I-I." he spluttered.

Mia was baffled. Isaac never stuttered or had any trouble explaining himself before. He was the leader. Because of that Isaac had always made sure to keep a cool head and stay calm no matter what the situation. Now he was acting like… Garet. Mia slowly closed her eyes wondering what had made Isaac like this during her absence. A sharp click resounded around the cell. Falling, from her ankles, the shackles hit the floor with a loud thunk. A guard hidden away in a nearby niche jumped to attention wiping drool from his lip as he rose. By some strange miracle, the guard had remained asleep during the ceiling collapse. "Damn, shit, fuck hell!" Nathan swore passionately. Isaac and Mia stared incredulously after the incredibly stupid guard. How could someone possibly be that idiotic?

Mia leaned over her ankles and called "Pure Ply!" Instantly the swelling went down. The infection died. Her skin healed until it was the bright pink of newly washed skin. Jumping to her feet and wobbling until she caught her balance, Mia turned and looked to the men for instruction. Nathan's eyes hardened to those of a battle commander. He turned to Isaac and commanded, "Go and get your party and gather the prisoners. Lead them to the entrance and go to the wagons. Hide in the hills. If I'm not back by nightfall, don't come back for me. We need to get out of here, NOW!"

"But what about–"

"GO!"

Isaac turned on his heel and fled down the passageway. Mia tucked his behavior into her mind for further consultation. When he was gone Mia called, "You know we're never going to get out of here. That guard of mine was an idiot, but they all aren't that dumb. They'll be on red alert. How did you even get in here?"

"It's a story we don't have time for."

"So what's the plan kioshe?"

Nathan answered simply, "Run. Really fast."

Mia sighed unenthusiastically. "Perfect." She muttered beneath her breath.

They ran down innumerable corridors, breathe gasping through their lungs. Their sides burned with cramps that made them want to fall to the floor and curl into the fetal position; they couldn't keep running much longer. As they turned another corner, a large group of guards jumped into position blocking the hallway.

"Lookee here!" the captain jeered, "We got ourselfs some escapees. Why don't you let us play with you little blue-haired bitch? Your friend can watch." The other guards let out whoops of mirth.

Mia's eyes froze. One minute they were sparkling like the waters of the ocean with kindness, the next they were as dead and emotionless as the blizzards in Prox. Her eyes promised death to anyone who dared to try to touch her.

"Oh hoh! Looks like this'uns feisty! This otta be fun. Boys! Get the idiot with the purple hair outa the way!" the captain ordered.

The soldiers quickly surrounded Nathan, he tried to fight back and protect Mia but one of the soldiers was irritated by his antics and unsheathed his sword. He lifted the sword high and slammed it into Nathan's ribs. A loud snapping and cracking filled the air. Nathan screamed in agony and fell to the floor. The guards laughed hysterically and turned towards Mia. She had a wild light in her eyes. The men advanced towards her, slowly and menacingly. She didn't move. When one man put one arm around her chest and the other around her waist she exploded into action.

She pulled her left hand into her fist and gripped it with her right. Mia then moved her arm forward and jabbed her elbow into the man's gut with all of her strength. Adrenaline coursed through her veins as the soldiers surged around her. She pivoted and flung a foot into a man's chest as he tired to grab her. Mia was terrified, but she wouldn't show her fear to the men who wanted to "play" with her.

Mia flung her body through many of the martial tricks that she had convinced Hama to teach her so long ago. Soon only the captain was left standing before her. His shoulder hung limply at his side, she had dislocated it a while ago. Blood ran freely down Mia's face where a sword had nicked her cheek. Mia considered herself lucky the sword hadn't hit her forehead; blood would be running into her eyes. The captain had had his nose broken when Mia had jump-kicked into his face. The captain had retaliated by swinging his sword into her side and Mia had been forced to heal herself. Now Mia prepared to cast an attack to finish the battle.

"Ice Missle!"

Large shards of ice appeared out of nowhere and flew towards the captain, who had a look of supreme horror upon his face. He stood frozen for a few seconds before turning and fleeing in terror. Mere seconds after his back was turned, the ice knifed through his back. The captain was flung into the air from the force of the impact. He arched gracefully into the air before falling. Blood spurted from his mouth as he hit the floor. He groaned and glared at Mia even as the light of life left his eyes. Mia shuddered at all of the bodies around her. She hated killing!

Standing in horror for a few moments, Mia suddenly remembered Nathan. She rushed towards him and threw herself to the ground. Nathan was a sickly shade of white-green. He clutched his side in obvious agony as he bit his lip to keep from crying out. Mia carefully pushed his hand away and peered at his ribs. Probing carefully with her hands, Mia discovered six of his ribs were broken; four of them had pierced his lungs. Mia leaned back. Even her strongest healing spells wouldn't work. (A/N: Spells? I think.) She concentrated her with her Psynergy and started praying to Mercury for strength.

"Shamata e oono kakate. Mushe ni ete niin ku. Shamata nii ku te a. Fias tu kuuantateun. Shimaeete nokotoa, hemu jadatem, lisaa. Miniakumete, kikitomara. Itale viso bara chaam uefe ma. Aara zoma ichig mono a hina."

Strength far beyond that of a mortal flooded Mia's body, the air was tinted blue with all of the strength pooled around her. Mia leaned towards Nathan and placed her hands upon his ribs. Healing slowly, the bones knitted themselves together, the lungs became whole again, muscle and tissue re-bonded to where it was meant to be. The skin was left completely healed without scars. Staring in are at what she had done, Mia remained rooted to the floor.

Yamabuki: I wanted to do a little more, but figured this was pretty good and I wanted to update quickly. I'm sorry for taking so long.

Suzu: You fail.

Yamabuki: Review please!