The Silence is Broken
By Onyx-dreamer
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Me: *glances at notebook* Ugh. . .this is going to give me carpal tunnel. . . XoX
OC: *appears in puff of smoke* Didja know that Onyx thinks-
Special Effects(SE): *CRASH!*
Me: *grumbles* Stupid thing. . .*puts 24-inch frying pan away*
David: *runs by chasing Menardi*
Me: o.0 Uh. . .
Bit: *runs in other direction being chased by crazed Hnilmik who is using a copy of the Flamethrower of Author Gods on him* AAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! ;_;
Me: 0.o Ohh boy. . .-_-; *sigh* I do not own Golden Sun, it's characters, Camelot, or the Bible. Is that much clear? Moving on. . .
Everyone is grim. . .all of them are glum, not speaking to each other. This went on for the rest of the day. Then something came to my mind. I'm going to break my promise to my mother. . .I have to leave something for her. . .It then clicks. . .I'll have to tell my Djinn so that they may carry out what I ask.
Finally, the moment had arrived It was time for everyone to retire to bed. Everyone formed a line to say their final farewells to me.
The first in line was Sheba. "Thank you Isaac, for saving me. I hope you win," Sheba whispered, giving me a small smile. She didn't know me well enough to cry. I hugged her and then waited for the next in line.
Ivan. He will achieve so much in his future. With time, his body will catch up to his psynergy skills. I shudder for anyone who crosses him then. "Isaac. . .you've been the greatest friend. You're unselfish, wise, strong, merciful, helpful and goodness knows what else. I know you'll win," Ivan sniffed. He shook my hand then ran upstairs. Next one.
Kraden. Poor, old man blamed himself for the entire stars incident. But it was everyone's fault. He was the single greatest teacher anyone could ask for. I hope he will teach many more students about his newfound knowledge of Alchemy. "Isaac my boy, I'm going to miss you dearly. You were the most brilliant and intuitive student I ever had. I wish you luck," Kraden rumbled. He shook my hand, man to man. I must've grown a lot in his eyes. Kraden then releases my hand and walks off to the stairs. Wonder who's next.
Hnn. . .Felix. . .I wonder what possessed him? But alas, some of us are to never know. He was a good childhood friend though. Felix took a hold of my hand. "I'm so sorry about what I did. I hope you've forgiven me. I thank you for taking care of my sister for those three years. I wish you luck." Felix then turned and stalked away into the shadows. He was good at that.
I turned to the next person. Garet. He has changed so much, it's almost hard to think he was the same person before the quest. He's grown more serious and patient. I will never forget such a dynamic personality. Garet pulls me into a hug. "I'll never forget you Isaac. You. . .I can't even begin to describe you, you're perfect. And I'll apologize now for when I was little. I was the one always taking you're pencils when you weren't looking." Garet smiled sadly, tears building in his eyes. Ah. . .that's one childhood mystery solved. Garet walked to his room, glancing back every other step, knowing that one of them would be the last he ever saw of me.
I look to the next person. Jenna. Another childhood friend. I blamed myself so hard for her being taken. . .Another one of my demons' favorite flaws. "Oh Isaac. . .Thank you for everything you've done and everything you will do. There's no way you're going to lose," Jenna whispered, hugging me. I could feel her hot tears on my neck. She then reluctantly let go and disappeared upstairs. Last one.
I turn to face Mia. What could I possibly say about her? She's perfect, an angel, an innocent who should've never taken part in this horrible Elemental Star ordeal. Another thing I blamed myself for. She should've stayed in Imil, where she would've never seen what the real world was like. I had forced her to stay she would still have flawless, pale skin, smooth, uncalloused hands and a protective ignorance. I've always considered her my responsibility to protect. There was something else, but that would come later. I smile sadly at her. Tears are streaking down her face as she searches for something to say to me. I wait patiently. After a minute she takes a deep breath. "Isaac, I've no way to thank you for everything you've done, which is a lot. You took the world upon your shoulders, like you're doing right now, without giving a single thought to yourself. You've only cared about others. You didn't really want Garet to join you when you did your quest did you?" she asked, returning my own sad smile. She's right. I didn't think it fair to force the quest on Garet. I was about to hit him when he placed his decision in me. I shook my head no. She smiled wryly. "I thought so. You're also strong. All those times me, Ivan and Garet remained fainted, you found the strength in yourself to carry all of us back to a sanctum, without even healing yourself first. You're brave. You're honest. Isaac, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you are a saint or an angel." Mia stopped there, looking like she had more to say, but holding back. She reached up and hugged me hard. "I'll miss you. If you lose, I'll haunt you when I die, got it?" she whispered trying not to sob. Compared to Jenna's tears, Mia's scalded me. I hugged Mia back gently, afraid that I might break her should I squeeze. Slowly I disentangled myself from her arms, making it clear I had to leave. I had a lot of things to explain to my Djinn. "Bye Isaac." She quickly turned and ran, I'm guessing so that I wouldn't become disenheartened at seeing her cry. She's too late. My heart seems to lie in the bottom of my stomach like a piece of lead.
I'm now truly alone. And it feels horrible. The demons seem to like it though. They chitter at my sadness, jeering at me for being weak. I've had enough of them. Hopefully they'll die writhing in the built up pain and anguish I have, gaping in sheer terror as they lie in their own puddle of blood. It's not hatred that makes me wish that horrible fate upon them, simply the concept of an eye for an eye.
I walk out of the Inn. I'm going to have to find a decent place in the woods where I am going to do this. As I walk I reflect upon my life. It has been one of the less normal lives in Angara. But has it been worth it? Have I left a true impression upon anyone? I doubt it. Everyone forgets, be it pain, hatred, or a memory. It's times way of making you forgive people, or to make you forget that person because of the deeds they committed. Like I doubt that in a hundred years anyone will remember who Saturos and Menardi were. I forgive them of all the misdeeds they committed.
I have reached an opening in the forest. I look around. It was plain, nothing special about it. This is where I would commit the final act in the living realm. I call my Djinn out. I have a few favors of them to ask. I give them my last wishes. All of them are crying. I've never seen a Djinn cry before. It breaks my heart. In my mind I whisper them my apologies. They understand and will carry out my requests to the letter. I take one last minute to collect my thoughts. My Djinn patiently awaited to perform their first task. I stand up and walk to the center of the clearing.
I must ask to be slain, be it my own hand or someone else's. I draw my Gaia Blade. It was a holy weapon, one of the most powerful ever seen. I kissed the blade. May it make this as painless as possible. I place the point over my heart. If there was a God, I'd be praying for salvation, but there shan't be any. My Djinn prepare to summon Judgment; a mixture of four great entities who shall deem me worthy. Swiftly, I plunge the Gaia in. I drop to one knee in pain. I then wrench the sword back out and stick it into the ground, making a crucifix for me to watch as I die. I make no move to staunch my blood and it spills over to mix with my element. My Djinn have summoned Judgment, I now see him before me.
"Isaac, you are deemed worthy of your quest. For the blood you have spilt in sacrifice, I will deem this land holy. Only those who have proven themselves in your eyes may have safe haven here. Farewell Isaac," the angel boomed. He disappeared. Good, the first part of Satan's retribution has begun. I now await to be taken to the Underworld. I collapse upon the now sacred ground, and I die.
A/N: It gets even more interesting later! Wait while my fingers recuperate from all the typing. I'm a horrible typer which is why some of my stories are slow to come out. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review.
Disclaimer:
Me: *glances at notebook* Ugh. . .this is going to give me carpal tunnel. . . XoX
OC: *appears in puff of smoke* Didja know that Onyx thinks-
Special Effects(SE): *CRASH!*
Me: *grumbles* Stupid thing. . .*puts 24-inch frying pan away*
David: *runs by chasing Menardi*
Me: o.0 Uh. . .
Bit: *runs in other direction being chased by crazed Hnilmik who is using a copy of the Flamethrower of Author Gods on him* AAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! ;_;
Me: 0.o Ohh boy. . .-_-; *sigh* I do not own Golden Sun, it's characters, Camelot, or the Bible. Is that much clear? Moving on. . .
Everyone is grim. . .all of them are glum, not speaking to each other. This went on for the rest of the day. Then something came to my mind. I'm going to break my promise to my mother. . .I have to leave something for her. . .It then clicks. . .I'll have to tell my Djinn so that they may carry out what I ask.
Finally, the moment had arrived It was time for everyone to retire to bed. Everyone formed a line to say their final farewells to me.
The first in line was Sheba. "Thank you Isaac, for saving me. I hope you win," Sheba whispered, giving me a small smile. She didn't know me well enough to cry. I hugged her and then waited for the next in line.
Ivan. He will achieve so much in his future. With time, his body will catch up to his psynergy skills. I shudder for anyone who crosses him then. "Isaac. . .you've been the greatest friend. You're unselfish, wise, strong, merciful, helpful and goodness knows what else. I know you'll win," Ivan sniffed. He shook my hand then ran upstairs. Next one.
Kraden. Poor, old man blamed himself for the entire stars incident. But it was everyone's fault. He was the single greatest teacher anyone could ask for. I hope he will teach many more students about his newfound knowledge of Alchemy. "Isaac my boy, I'm going to miss you dearly. You were the most brilliant and intuitive student I ever had. I wish you luck," Kraden rumbled. He shook my hand, man to man. I must've grown a lot in his eyes. Kraden then releases my hand and walks off to the stairs. Wonder who's next.
Hnn. . .Felix. . .I wonder what possessed him? But alas, some of us are to never know. He was a good childhood friend though. Felix took a hold of my hand. "I'm so sorry about what I did. I hope you've forgiven me. I thank you for taking care of my sister for those three years. I wish you luck." Felix then turned and stalked away into the shadows. He was good at that.
I turned to the next person. Garet. He has changed so much, it's almost hard to think he was the same person before the quest. He's grown more serious and patient. I will never forget such a dynamic personality. Garet pulls me into a hug. "I'll never forget you Isaac. You. . .I can't even begin to describe you, you're perfect. And I'll apologize now for when I was little. I was the one always taking you're pencils when you weren't looking." Garet smiled sadly, tears building in his eyes. Ah. . .that's one childhood mystery solved. Garet walked to his room, glancing back every other step, knowing that one of them would be the last he ever saw of me.
I look to the next person. Jenna. Another childhood friend. I blamed myself so hard for her being taken. . .Another one of my demons' favorite flaws. "Oh Isaac. . .Thank you for everything you've done and everything you will do. There's no way you're going to lose," Jenna whispered, hugging me. I could feel her hot tears on my neck. She then reluctantly let go and disappeared upstairs. Last one.
I turn to face Mia. What could I possibly say about her? She's perfect, an angel, an innocent who should've never taken part in this horrible Elemental Star ordeal. Another thing I blamed myself for. She should've stayed in Imil, where she would've never seen what the real world was like. I had forced her to stay she would still have flawless, pale skin, smooth, uncalloused hands and a protective ignorance. I've always considered her my responsibility to protect. There was something else, but that would come later. I smile sadly at her. Tears are streaking down her face as she searches for something to say to me. I wait patiently. After a minute she takes a deep breath. "Isaac, I've no way to thank you for everything you've done, which is a lot. You took the world upon your shoulders, like you're doing right now, without giving a single thought to yourself. You've only cared about others. You didn't really want Garet to join you when you did your quest did you?" she asked, returning my own sad smile. She's right. I didn't think it fair to force the quest on Garet. I was about to hit him when he placed his decision in me. I shook my head no. She smiled wryly. "I thought so. You're also strong. All those times me, Ivan and Garet remained fainted, you found the strength in yourself to carry all of us back to a sanctum, without even healing yourself first. You're brave. You're honest. Isaac, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you are a saint or an angel." Mia stopped there, looking like she had more to say, but holding back. She reached up and hugged me hard. "I'll miss you. If you lose, I'll haunt you when I die, got it?" she whispered trying not to sob. Compared to Jenna's tears, Mia's scalded me. I hugged Mia back gently, afraid that I might break her should I squeeze. Slowly I disentangled myself from her arms, making it clear I had to leave. I had a lot of things to explain to my Djinn. "Bye Isaac." She quickly turned and ran, I'm guessing so that I wouldn't become disenheartened at seeing her cry. She's too late. My heart seems to lie in the bottom of my stomach like a piece of lead.
I'm now truly alone. And it feels horrible. The demons seem to like it though. They chitter at my sadness, jeering at me for being weak. I've had enough of them. Hopefully they'll die writhing in the built up pain and anguish I have, gaping in sheer terror as they lie in their own puddle of blood. It's not hatred that makes me wish that horrible fate upon them, simply the concept of an eye for an eye.
I walk out of the Inn. I'm going to have to find a decent place in the woods where I am going to do this. As I walk I reflect upon my life. It has been one of the less normal lives in Angara. But has it been worth it? Have I left a true impression upon anyone? I doubt it. Everyone forgets, be it pain, hatred, or a memory. It's times way of making you forgive people, or to make you forget that person because of the deeds they committed. Like I doubt that in a hundred years anyone will remember who Saturos and Menardi were. I forgive them of all the misdeeds they committed.
I have reached an opening in the forest. I look around. It was plain, nothing special about it. This is where I would commit the final act in the living realm. I call my Djinn out. I have a few favors of them to ask. I give them my last wishes. All of them are crying. I've never seen a Djinn cry before. It breaks my heart. In my mind I whisper them my apologies. They understand and will carry out my requests to the letter. I take one last minute to collect my thoughts. My Djinn patiently awaited to perform their first task. I stand up and walk to the center of the clearing.
I must ask to be slain, be it my own hand or someone else's. I draw my Gaia Blade. It was a holy weapon, one of the most powerful ever seen. I kissed the blade. May it make this as painless as possible. I place the point over my heart. If there was a God, I'd be praying for salvation, but there shan't be any. My Djinn prepare to summon Judgment; a mixture of four great entities who shall deem me worthy. Swiftly, I plunge the Gaia in. I drop to one knee in pain. I then wrench the sword back out and stick it into the ground, making a crucifix for me to watch as I die. I make no move to staunch my blood and it spills over to mix with my element. My Djinn have summoned Judgment, I now see him before me.
"Isaac, you are deemed worthy of your quest. For the blood you have spilt in sacrifice, I will deem this land holy. Only those who have proven themselves in your eyes may have safe haven here. Farewell Isaac," the angel boomed. He disappeared. Good, the first part of Satan's retribution has begun. I now await to be taken to the Underworld. I collapse upon the now sacred ground, and I die.
A/N: It gets even more interesting later! Wait while my fingers recuperate from all the typing. I'm a horrible typer which is why some of my stories are slow to come out. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review.