Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun or Camelot, or Nintendo, etc. I don't own Isaac, Garet, etc. I'm sure you've read other stories, and know this?

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Dora nervously shifted in her bed. It was midnight, and she couldn't hear a thing. Either way, something was there. Worry was clear on her eyes as she stepped into a pair of slippers. She coughed lightly, making her way to the door. Frowning slightly, she remembered her son, Isaac. It was only a week or two since he last visited. Even then she had pushed him away. As much as she longed to tell him the truth...

A quick rustle put her thoughts to a halt. She walked upstairs, a sudden surge of Psynergy drawing her towards Isaac's room. She couldn't help but cry as she slowly gazed around the empty room. She gazed fondly at a picture of Isaac, when he was only 10. She had always wished for something better for him. Wherever he was now...

"Isaac! On your left!" Came the hurried cry. Isaac responded quickly to the warning, whirling around and hacking at the boulder beast. Ivan approached, using his swift sword to smash the small creature away. Mia danced backwards, avoiding a group of three, each usind Mad blast over and over. Twirling her crystal rod, she unleashed Drown. One of the monsters was engulfed in a rush of water, effectively suffocating it. Raising her hand, she used Hail Prism. A torrent of ice blocks rained down, the sun glimmerring off the wet surfaces. The beasts fell, unable to withstand the attack. Finished, she looked around for the others.

"Awww, crap!" Mia ran towards Garet's distressed voice. He slowly brandished his Muramasa, his Wicked Mace on the ground, broken. Before him stood an intimidating Grand Golem. Charging forward, it used Trucheon Fist. Garet gasped, cringing and grasping his arm. Mia rushed over, casting Pure Ply on the wound. A blue aura surrounded Garet,who weakly raised his arms, using his remaining energy to cast Inferno. The flurry of fireballs rammed into the golem, fainting it. Mia sat at the base of a tree next to Garet, winded. A rustle of the bushes signaled the arrival of Isaac and Ivan.

"Are you two okay!?" Isaac quickly rushed through the underbrush to reach the pair. Mia sighed, relieved to have the group back together. Ivan looked up towards the Venus Lighthouse. The monsters had long since fled the building, after it had started to flood.

"I'm fine, Isaac. I'm sure Mia's fine, too..." Garet stated. He stood up and dusted himself off, checking himself for signs of injury.

"Well... We'd better head back to Lalivero. Who knows what's been going on." Ivan stated. He slowly started off towards the town, waiting for the others to follow. Isaac slowly fell into step, Garet and Mia not too far behind.

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Isaac waved his hand over the black orb, moving the ship forward. Ivan stepped to the back of the ship, watching as the continent of Gondowan faded into the distance. The ship rocked gently along the waves, making a rhythmic pattern that took a little getting used to. Garet yawned, going to his quarters to get some rest. A few minutes later, Ivan followed. Mia stood, watching the waves while Isaac continued to stare intently ahead, expertly steering the ship around obstacles in the way.

"Isaac?" Mia cautiously began.

"Yes, Mia?" Isaac made sure not to turn, focused on his secret mission.

"Are you sure you can handle steering this all the time? It's nearly nightfall..."

"I can take it. If it gets too rough, I can always send for Garet or Ivan." Isaac replied.

"The ship doesn't need constant overlooking..."

Isaac sighed, not willing to get into an arguement of any kind. "Fine, I'll get some sleep, Mia, I promise."

Mia left for her quarters, casting one last glance at Isaac.

'He's pushing himself too hard. I don't know why he does this... maybe... It's for her?'

She sat on her bed after a long period of thought and worries, then finally shut off the light, pulling her bedsheet over her for warmth.

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Okay, so I'm off to a cold start. I'll see if I can fix it... (Or just start a new story altogether, if I can't get any more ideas for this one)