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Raise your hand if you think I was actually going to kill Isaac. Hmm. . . that's a lot of people. Well, you will just have to see what happens.

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The Tret Tree

The doors of the inn burst open, letting in the freezing winds of Imil, as Mia, Ivan, and Garet rushed Isaac through. They quickly bought a room and headed upstairs.

"Isaac, hold on," Mia whispered as they laid Isaac on the bed.

She ignored the blood trailing from the open wound and ripped his shirt off. Quickly, she reached for a rag to clean his open wound and flashes of blue punctuated her ply spell.

Soon after, she pulled long rolls of gauze from her pack and wrapped them around his light frame. Smiling at her work, she pulled a blanket over Isaac's wrapped chest and walked over to join Ivan and Garet.

After many minutes of silent sitting, Garet voiced the question on both his and Ivan's minds, "What happened up there?"

Mia sighed and retold the horrible events of the intense battle. When she finished, Ivan took on a look of awe, but Garet seemed furious, "He has been deceiving us. I knew he was the demon I was taught to fear."

Mia stopped his rant before it went out of control, "I don't care what he is, he is still our friend and he has saved all of us at least once."

Ivan nodded his agreement, but Garet would not be deterred. His face turned red as his anger built. However, before he could erupt, a loud thwack to the back of his skull brought him to the ground.

"That should keep him quiet until morning," Ivan smiled to Mia as he pulled Garet over his shoulder.

"I'll keep him knocked out until Isaac is well enough to defend himself."

Mia thanked him graciously as Ivan half dragged Garet to his room. Mia shut the door soundlessly and slowly strolled to the chair beside Isaac's bed. She let her body relax and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Ivan stood beside Garet's bed, contemplating his predicament.

"I can't keep him asleep forever, and if he wakes up he will probably kill Isaac," he mumbled quietly.

Suddenly, his head jerked up, "I know, I can make him think it was a nightmare!"

Ivan stretched his hand forward and entered Garet's mind in a flash of lavender light. Just moments later, Ivan snapped out of his trance and let out a sigh of relief.

"That was easier than I thought." With one humorous look at his oafish companion, Ivan retired to bed.

Isaac awoke sleepily and yawned soundlessly. 'I wonder what happened?' he thought to himself.

Bringing himself to stand, he felt the uncomfortable layer of gauze ever his stomach. 'Must have been something horrible.'

He pulled himself out of the bed and looked to the resting Mia. Soundlessly, he took the blanket from his bed and draped it over her shivering body. Isaac quickly exited the door, pulling on his clothes along the way. Soon he was heading north towards the lighthouse.

The cerulean orb of Mercury psynergy floated just out of Isaac's reach as he marveled at its beauty.

'Just like her,' his thoughts inadvertently changed to the aquamarine haired girl. He could hear the elevator clink as another joined him.

'I think we should head through Kolima, since the way through Kalay is blocked,' Isaac suggested to he subject of his thoughts.

"I agree," Mia walked up behind Isaac.

'Mia what happened up here?' Mia averted her eyes and thought up a story,

"After Garet and Ivan fell out you distracted Saturos. By the time he had you pinned to the ground," she paused, "Ivan and Garet were strong enough to finish him off." Isaac could sense the lies behind her façade, but said nothing.

'Why don't we tell Ivan and Garet about our new travel plans,' Isaac suggested turning back towards the elevator. Mia followed quickly, avoiding Isaac's stern stare.

The endless plains east of Biblin stopped short as the adepts reached the entrance of Kolima Forest.

"Why do we have to speak with this stupid tree?" Garet exclaimed as he pushed several branches out of his path.

"Tret might be able to tell us many things. He is supposedly the oldest creature in Weyward and might be able to predict our future," Mia retorted for Isaac, who led the group through the forest.

The forest suddenly stopped as the adepts stepped out into the bright sunlight of a forest meadow. Before their eyes could adjust, a booming bellow stopped them in their tracks.

"I see that Garet of Vale, Ivan of Kalay, Mia from Imil, and Isaac, whom not even I know your origins."

The adept's shock filled eyes took in the great tree before them. The boughs of the tree swayed softly in the zephyrs of the forest. The rich dark brown bark trailed down to the ground, excluding one area. The green creature's face was easily discernable from the bark, but also partially by the large nose and dark red eyes.

"I see that you have come for revelations for your future. Step forward one at a time and I will tell you of your later days.

Ivan stepped forward first, ready for what his future withheld. A jade light surrounded both him and Tret, but as soon as it had appeared, it shot up back into Tret.

"I see a great palace where the master of all mages advises a golden crown. I also see two figures beside you. Both young and old, lavender do they glow." Ivan fell back when the prediction was finished.

Garet stepped up next, and prepared for his prediction. The same lime light surrounded him and left just as quickly.

"I see the guardian of the holder of great power. Soon new bonds will form and alliances will be made. Your traditions will soon be proved right or wrong."

Mia timidly toddled forward, preparing for the worst and soon the green light surrounded and disappeared, letting Tret start his predictions.

"A healer of immeasurable worth is what I see behind your door. A love that would equal and surpass the power of the Golden Sun would form, unless the past destroys the present."

Isaac strolled forward, but was stopped by Tret's commanding voice, "There will be no more predictions!"

The note was final and the adepts turned to leave the forest. Many hours of contemplating passed as Tret filtered through his thoughts.

Finally, he stopped in his thoughts and called out, "Laurel," a great tree that the adepts had missed opened its emerald eyes and looked to Tret, "I believe we should send our messengers for when Isaac must truly know of both his past and future."

Laurel's maiden face spoke in agreement, "Three we shall send to both test and tell Isaac." Three shadows emerged from the forest around and moved to stand before the Tret tree.

"Do you know your mission?" The figures nodded and disappeared from the forest.

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Thanks to reviewers:

luner- Thanks and yes you do have issues.

bladegryphon- Thanks for the review.

LilTyphoon- Thanks for the review, but who said Isaac was truly evil, just powerful.

Net Strife- Thanks for the review. [why haven't you updated any of your stories!:`( ]

Dragoon knight- Thanks for the review.

BTFreek- Did you really think that I would kill off Isaac (yet). Thanks for the review.

MercuryKitten- Thanks for the review.

Helga v Dijk- Thanks for the review.