The Silence is Broken
By onyx-dreamer
Disclaimer: Hi all! or few.or none at all.*cricket chirps* O.o o.O Hellooooo.? Anybody out there?? *miniature Bit Cloud appears on shoulder*
Bit: And I thought people disliked me. Well if your not going to get on with the disclaimer, I'll do it.
Author: WAHHHH!! X_X I've got to be the least known author here.They're all reading Azu's, and Imperial Swordsman's, and Royal Swordsman's, and Piro Flare's.
Bit: Quit whining and get writing. That's the only way you're going to get noticed.Yeash.Usually I'M the one getting lectured. Onyx-dreamer does not own Golden Sun, it's characters, or pretty much diddlysquat. She does own the story though. *sweat drop* There she goes again.
Author: *runs to corner where Camelot shrine is located* *starts worshipping*
Okay, enough. On with the story.or vignette.whatever. If you want more to this story I need at least 10 reviews okieday?
I looked at the stars. This would be the last time I looked at them. Funny how one can become so lost in being busy in reality, that they forget the celestial sentinels of the night. They're so beautiful. Well, I need to concentrate on what I'm going to do. I've found out the last thing I wanted to know; God's dead. No longer will good souls go to heaven, they will now be sent to Satan. How have I found out? I heard God as he screamed throughout the cosmos in torment and agony as Hell arose and engulfed him. He never saw it coming. Now it is up to me to reestablish the balance that the Devil offset. I have to go to Hell and battle Lucifer himself, in his own realm of fire and hatred. And why am I doing this? Out of love.
For Mia.
I wouldn't be able to tolerate such an innocent soul to be dragged down and chained. Who knows what horrible things will be done to shatter her sanity.
But how will I tell the group? I haven't spoken a word in my entire life to anyone, not even my parents. I've never cried either. I have been mortally terrified though. During that fateful battle with the Fusion Dragon, the damn thing focused its entire Outer Space attack on only Mia. And I couldn't stop it. I watched in horror as it dug its long, razor sharp claws into her comparably small body. But its battle was not to be won. My anger had grown beyond control at the evil leviathan. In rage I called upon the Earth herself, Grand Gaia, and put the last of my energy into calling her. The dragon was dead before it knew what hit it. I had revived and healed Mia at the last minute.
Thank God. But wait, he's not here is he? And I'm the world's last hope.
A normal boy from a forgotten town, of a forgotten race and magic. And no one would ever know what I have tried.
Except maybe Mia. I would break my sacred silence to tell her. My cursed silence.
To keep all feelings and thoughts in one's head slowly drives one to insanity, and creates demons in one's mind. Ghosts that linger in the shadowy crevices of your brain, whispering of your sins and shameful actions, blaming you for mistakes that should never have happened. They love to point out the incident with my father. They taunt and torture me every night, whirling images of my father as he was crushed beneath the boulder around my head. Of me staring stupidly as all this happened before my very eyes. They whisper and point their accusing fingers at me, looking like my mother, father, Jenna, and even Jenna's family. It was my fault. If only I was faster. If only I had trained harder as a child. Then they would be alive. Then he would be alive.
Mia, Ivan, and Garet wonder why I never sleep at night. And they will continue to ponder as I send myself willingly into the ultimate nightmare that I will never wake up from. Except Mia.
I must tell her.
I stand up and look at the Inn we're staying at. Faintly through the window, I can see the dull glow of the dying embers as they struggle to live, to retain their right to burn in what was their past glory. But they're losing. No one's there to feed their hunger, no one to restore their passion. I step into the Inn and place a few logs on top of the embers. They will now rise from their ashes to dance in their passion again, to catch the weary eye of travelers, beckoning them closer to their light and warmth, daring others to dance with them in their chaotic joy.
But I must go. To break what is both my blessing and my curse. The silence.
I walk up the stairs and down the hallway. Hers is the last one. Slowly I gather my courage. I knock on the door twice. I hear a faint voice calling me in. I step through the door.
Mia is looking at me in curiosity. I never wake anyone from their sleep. "Is there something wrong Isaac?" she asks.
I hesitate for a moment, then nod.
Mia's face is now creased in worry. "Is something wrong with you?"
Once again I pause. It's now or never. I open my mouth.
"I need to tell you something."
A/N: BWAHAHAHA!! Cliffhanger! It will only continue if I get 10 positive reviews. *sticks tongue out at reader*
Disclaimer: Hi all! or few.or none at all.*cricket chirps* O.o o.O Hellooooo.? Anybody out there?? *miniature Bit Cloud appears on shoulder*
Bit: And I thought people disliked me. Well if your not going to get on with the disclaimer, I'll do it.
Author: WAHHHH!! X_X I've got to be the least known author here.They're all reading Azu's, and Imperial Swordsman's, and Royal Swordsman's, and Piro Flare's.
Bit: Quit whining and get writing. That's the only way you're going to get noticed.Yeash.Usually I'M the one getting lectured. Onyx-dreamer does not own Golden Sun, it's characters, or pretty much diddlysquat. She does own the story though. *sweat drop* There she goes again.
Author: *runs to corner where Camelot shrine is located* *starts worshipping*
Okay, enough. On with the story.or vignette.whatever. If you want more to this story I need at least 10 reviews okieday?
I looked at the stars. This would be the last time I looked at them. Funny how one can become so lost in being busy in reality, that they forget the celestial sentinels of the night. They're so beautiful. Well, I need to concentrate on what I'm going to do. I've found out the last thing I wanted to know; God's dead. No longer will good souls go to heaven, they will now be sent to Satan. How have I found out? I heard God as he screamed throughout the cosmos in torment and agony as Hell arose and engulfed him. He never saw it coming. Now it is up to me to reestablish the balance that the Devil offset. I have to go to Hell and battle Lucifer himself, in his own realm of fire and hatred. And why am I doing this? Out of love.
For Mia.
I wouldn't be able to tolerate such an innocent soul to be dragged down and chained. Who knows what horrible things will be done to shatter her sanity.
But how will I tell the group? I haven't spoken a word in my entire life to anyone, not even my parents. I've never cried either. I have been mortally terrified though. During that fateful battle with the Fusion Dragon, the damn thing focused its entire Outer Space attack on only Mia. And I couldn't stop it. I watched in horror as it dug its long, razor sharp claws into her comparably small body. But its battle was not to be won. My anger had grown beyond control at the evil leviathan. In rage I called upon the Earth herself, Grand Gaia, and put the last of my energy into calling her. The dragon was dead before it knew what hit it. I had revived and healed Mia at the last minute.
Thank God. But wait, he's not here is he? And I'm the world's last hope.
A normal boy from a forgotten town, of a forgotten race and magic. And no one would ever know what I have tried.
Except maybe Mia. I would break my sacred silence to tell her. My cursed silence.
To keep all feelings and thoughts in one's head slowly drives one to insanity, and creates demons in one's mind. Ghosts that linger in the shadowy crevices of your brain, whispering of your sins and shameful actions, blaming you for mistakes that should never have happened. They love to point out the incident with my father. They taunt and torture me every night, whirling images of my father as he was crushed beneath the boulder around my head. Of me staring stupidly as all this happened before my very eyes. They whisper and point their accusing fingers at me, looking like my mother, father, Jenna, and even Jenna's family. It was my fault. If only I was faster. If only I had trained harder as a child. Then they would be alive. Then he would be alive.
Mia, Ivan, and Garet wonder why I never sleep at night. And they will continue to ponder as I send myself willingly into the ultimate nightmare that I will never wake up from. Except Mia.
I must tell her.
I stand up and look at the Inn we're staying at. Faintly through the window, I can see the dull glow of the dying embers as they struggle to live, to retain their right to burn in what was their past glory. But they're losing. No one's there to feed their hunger, no one to restore their passion. I step into the Inn and place a few logs on top of the embers. They will now rise from their ashes to dance in their passion again, to catch the weary eye of travelers, beckoning them closer to their light and warmth, daring others to dance with them in their chaotic joy.
But I must go. To break what is both my blessing and my curse. The silence.
I walk up the stairs and down the hallway. Hers is the last one. Slowly I gather my courage. I knock on the door twice. I hear a faint voice calling me in. I step through the door.
Mia is looking at me in curiosity. I never wake anyone from their sleep. "Is there something wrong Isaac?" she asks.
I hesitate for a moment, then nod.
Mia's face is now creased in worry. "Is something wrong with you?"
Once again I pause. It's now or never. I open my mouth.
"I need to tell you something."
A/N: BWAHAHAHA!! Cliffhanger! It will only continue if I get 10 positive reviews. *sticks tongue out at reader*