Yea, it's a sort chapter, but it's 2 in one day, so no complaining! As always, I don't own Golden Sun, Camelot & Nintendo do, now, on with the Weirdness! CHAPTER 3

"Ivan," Mia asked, "Why did you."
"QUIET WOMAN!!!" replied Ivan in a booming voice.
"What?" puzzled Mia.
"Oh I'm so sorry mommy! I'll never say that again." Ivan said in a rather childish tone, his face feeling.
"Huh?"
"Huh," repeated Ivan, "Huh is all you got to say for yourself? I think you have a bit more to explain!" Ivan replied in a rather motherly tone.
"." Mia was dumbfounded.
". Gosh . uh . I hate uh. awkward silence." He said nervously.
"Uh Isaac?" She asked, noticing he had just approached. "Do you have any."
"Yea, I think I can explain" he replied as he raised his fist.
"THE CHEESE STANDS ALONE!!!" "What the he."Mia gasped as Isaac knocked Ivan out. Just as with Garret, Small, purple, marble-sized spheres fell out of Ivan's body and hit the fine wooden deck of the self-guided vessel. These were Ivan's Jupiter dijins, which gave him great power over wind. Garret's dijin were of a Mars alignment and could release awesome fury of fire. Mia's were the peaceful ebb of water, which granted here healing powers. Isaac though was unmatched at the Earth element of Venus. He was able to release many defensive spells, as well as a wide array of Offence and some healing.
"Could you please explain what's going on?" asked Mia
Well you see Mia, Flint began to speak into Isaac's mind, There's this little thing called the birds and the b."
"Shut-up Godsdamnit!" Isaac spoke back, resisting the urge to beat the hell out of himself "Wha-?" Mia questioned, a stern look upon her face.
"No not you," Isaac explained, "I'm talking to flint!"
"You mean, flint, your dijin?" she said as her face eased a bit.
"Yea!" Isaac answered "You see. I think it's got something to do with the boat."
"You think it's affecting our dijins somehow?" she asked as she walked over to Garret to see if he was badly wounded.
"Hey that could be it!" Isaac answered enthusiastically
"Our dijin's have a direct influence over our personality, right?"
"Yea! That would explain why Garret got so furious."
".and Ivan's split personality!" Mia exclaimed.
"This might also explain why flint. keeps. uh."
"What?" asked Mia, suddenly quite interested.
"Uh. nothing. it's nothing!" Isaac stuttered nervously.
Yea right! Go on and tell her.
Hey that man not be a bad idea spoke quartz, another one of his dijins
Then Granite got his word in: No way man! Stay on the defencive! Now's not the.
Ah, shut up yall! Boomed Bane within his head.
That's right! Shut up all of you!!! Thought Isaac. He then turned back to Mia.
"Have you felt as though your judgment has been somewhat clouded, Mia?"
"What do you mean by clouded?"
"Have you felt like you've tried to voice an opinion to yourself, only to have it denied by other voices that sound like your own?"
"Um." She paused as she thought. She then quickly turned red in the face as shock flew across her face. ".Actually I have. Very recently in fact." She said this while slightly turning to avoid Isaac's gaze
"I think I might know how to stop these thoughts." He said as he got down to his knees. He then began to quietly chant the names of his dijins to himself, followed by another chant. When he finished, Seven, Dusty brown orbs fell from his body. With his dijins fell what felt like strength leave his body. He looked at his arms to see the muscles contract slightly. Though it did not alter his physical appearance, he felt a dramatic change within himself. He began to pant as he then produced another bag and gathered his dijins. He then felt as though his head was in some way less crowded.
"I think that releasing our dijins may help clear away the voices." He said as got to his feat, his Gaia blade used almost as a crutch. His trusted sword felt no longer like the light blade it was when he found it, but more of a long heavy pole that was very hard to gain control of. Feeling somewhat light-headed and dazed, he simply said; "Whoa!"
"What's wrong?" asked Mia, still somewhat red.
"Nothing." he said as he closed his eyes in order concentrate, ". just a little disoriented."
Mia then quickly mimicked Isaacs "releasing" motions, causing seven of her own blue-ish orbs to fall into her hands. She then put her dijins into her bag. She then rose to her feet and she began to sway
"uhhhhhhh." She moaned as she began to fall. Isaac quickly grasped his concentration and like before, he dashed to catch Mia. As he did he fell to the ground, his arms clutched around her figure. He hit the deck; Mia's body fell upon his chest. When he felt some of his strength return, he sat up, his right arm behind Mia's neck. Why do I feel so weak? He asked himself, yet he got no mysterious reply that he had always gotten when he'd asked himself questions. Then Mia spoke in a weak tone.
"I.I think we've become too dependent on our dijins." Isaac merely stared into her eyes. They were glistening beautifully, like the water around them. She looked as though she had feint tears in her eyes. "Yea" he replied weakly.
"What should we do now?" he asked, his eye's drooping slightly.
"We should probably get the other two in, it's getting dark." Isaac then noticed how the sky was beginning to darken. He slowly stood up as he began to regain some of his original strength, Mia's arm draped over his neck.
"Look at the sun set," Mia quipped, "It's so pretty"
Isaac slowly turned his neck in the direction that Mia was looking. He gazed at it for what seemed like hours. At home, sunset had never been like this. Half engulfed in the endless blue, shimmering upon the glassy surface. The sky was a mysterious palette of colors as blue spun into a light pink and then into an odd violet.
"Yea," he said, his voice somewhat stronger ".Just like you."
At these words, Mia's eye's widened, and her face flushed redder than ever.
"Wha.?"
" I'll get Garret, you get Ivan, k?" he muttered, repeating himself.
"Um.yea." she said turning to the small and almost lifeless body to her side. She once again began to flush furiously and asked herself, Did he mean it There was no reply to her question. It was not bombarded by doubt or happiness, the notion just stood, waiting for her own answer. Alone for once, she thought. I feel so. alone. Saddening, she began to pull Ivan's unconscious body to the lower holds.