Pairings: I've forgotten who I was going to pair up, thus , unless I remember, noen for the rest of the story. Authors notes: thanks to all who've read and commented (good and bad, lol) just for taking the time to comment, I give you all cookies XD

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Mia rode silently along-side Ivan whom held the horses' reins, they were on their way to Vale, finally. Mia smiled and closed her eyes, she drifted off to into a light sleep and dreamed.

The sky was pitch-black, but as far as she knew, it was supposed to be day. Torches burned in this city, wherever it was, and bodies lay, strewn about the ground. She looked to her left, and the warrior she had come to know so well over their travels, Garet, stood wounded and clutching his right arm. On her right, the strong, secretive Isaac stood, minor scratches on his face. She looked down at herself and noticed that each of them had their battle gear on. Now she knew that none of this could be real... it all had to be a dream, there was peace now, an undying peace which they had fought so hard to keep, and now the world thrived in it. But here, wherever "here" was, it was not ruled by peace. The slain bodies of the villagers stank, and she noticed the different shades of red on Garet's sword arm. Horrified she turned to Isaac again, noting he had the same shades of red. Looking down at herself once more, she held out her hands and felt compelled to weep into them, all three of them were blood-stained, it was not evil who had killed these innocents, but them.

"Mia?" the voice seemed so far away, as Isaac spoke she could barely hear him, "do not look so horrified, they were not human, what we have done is justified by Sol."

Mia could only look confused as she stared into his eyes, they reflected the torches and they sent shivers down her spine. This was not the same Isaac she knew, he was colder, eyes empty, she looked to Garet, the light in his eyes dwindling, almost like he was about to pass out.

"come Mia, we have to take care of... him"

Mia was utterly confused now, "h-him?" she cried weakly, only finding her voice for seemingly the one single word she uttered, Garet spoke now,

"yes, Mia, you must not fall to him... he is toying with your mind, your memories,"

'I don't know what you're talking about!' she screamed it with her mind, her eyes shut so tightly they hurt, 'what is going on?!' she couldn't speak, something held her back from it. Garet fell at her left, and Isaac ran on ahead of them, "Mia you fool! come on before he gets you!"

Mias finding her voice finally, "Garet! Isaac! we have to bring him!" false memories of her current situation came to her, she picked up Garet, the light gone from his eyes, they reflected the fire as Isaac's had when she peered into them.

"I am fine, Mia," he gave a weak smile and nearly fell over again,

"You idiot, Mia! you're the cleric! heal him for god's sake!"

Mia was a bit flustered, Isaac had never insulted her or any of the other team mates, she chose her words carefully and held Garet's wounded arm, her hands glowed light blue in colour, and she watched the ripped muscle and skin stitch itself together, her powers were much reduced and the process was slow. She was weak for some reason, her psynergy level low, she must have used it up in the killing of all of these demons... 'what am I thinking? these are villagers, not demons! there's no way any of them could be at fault for this!' She waged an all-out battle within her thoughts.

Garet looked at Mia as she clutched her head in her hands and kneeled, "she's infected... Isaac! ISAAC! SHE'S BEING TAKEN OVER!" he looked like he was almost in tears,

Isaac ran over to her, "Mia, snap out of it! MIA!" he slapped her as hard as he could, and she fell to the ground, she crawled wearily away from them both, 'infected? what was Garet talking about? why did Garet hit me? ... why are they looking at me like that... Garet's unsheathing his broadsword... and Isaac his longsword... oh, Luna, help me... what?' her eyes flew open, 'why did I... pray to Luna... she is opposite to Sol...' she looked up and Isaac and Garet weren't where they had been, they were advancing on her with their weapons, their eyes still empty and cold, "s- stay away from me!"

Garet smiled, it was a twisted, sickening smile, "those who are infected... must die..." Isaac advancing on her as well, brandishing his sword laughed, "Then perhaps next we kill ourselves for serving Luna, hm?" they laughed together and loomed over Mia, both rose their weapons to strike. Her eyes clenched shut and she awaited the blow.

... ... It never came, she opened one eye, then the other, the familiar rocking of the caravan as it was pulled by the two horses making her wonder how far she and Ivan had gotten in the time she was asleep,

"You were out like a light, and have been for twenty minutes, I slowed down so you could sleep."

Mia nodded at him, "thank you." she said, she was in a cold sweat, everything in the dream felt real, she brought her hand up and felt her cheek, it was sensitive, like she really had been hit. She realized that within her other hand, she was the clutching the medallion she had unwillingly received. She inspected the thing closely, it was the goddess Luna on one side, and on the other, the moon showed through an alter surrounded on both sides by flickering flames. It was such remarkable detail for such a small trinket.

"Ivan... would you mind hurrying up, I suddenly have another reason to see Isaac..."

"and the pig," Ivan laughed, but Mia didn't speak again. Seeing that she was serious, Ivan gave the horse reins a flick of the wrist and the two Kalay mares broke into a run, Vale was just on the horizon.

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Isaac looked up into the sky, the end of his fishing pole shoved into the ground as he lazed about on the riverbed.

"Garet, have you noticed the sky lately?"

"Well of course I've noticed it, it isn't like I'm going to wake up and it suddenly isn't there anymore."

"That's not what I mean Garet," said Isaac, a solid expression of worry on his face, "The days grow shorter with the passing time, night claims the day sooner and sooner, even now, it's mid-afternoon and the sky is beginning to darken."

"Remember when we went to Imil? it was always stormy over there, perhaps the clouds are rolling across Gondowan and blocking out the light," Garet said skeptically,

"Garet, we both know that it isn't possible for clouds to time when and where they block out the sun."

"Don't make me shove more toast in your mouth,"

"Ha, I'm right then, am I?"

And once again out of no where, Isaac was left alone as the giggling Garet ran off after shoving another piece of toast into his face,

"Thow many pietheth of toast do you haf?!?" Isaac yelled at him with the toast obvious creating a speech problem, after inhaling crumbs Isaac decided it was best not to yell at someone with a piece of toast in your mouth.

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Back in Kalay Lady Lyana and Master Hammet were sitting in their throne room contemplating the new journey the eight adepts would now be facing.

"That's four of them soon to be together then, are you sure we did the right thing in not telling him?" Master Hammet spoke to Lyana, "about the second prophecy? I think if not Ivan then the others need to know."

"Sshh, Hammet, please don't worry, they defeated Saturos, Menardi, Karst, Agatio and a slew of monsters, they saved the continent! please, give them more credit."

"Ah, my dear Lyana, they saved much more than the continent, they saved the world! and even now I fear for them. I fear the time when Kalay will fall by tyhe hands of a friend whom I've known since he was born."

"Hammet, please, you cannot talk of him this way, I can't allow it. Everything will be fine, and he is strong, he will not succumb to it."

"I am afraid, Lyana, that Ivan ios destined to fall to them, and he is also destined to bring peace back to the world. I can only hope that Jenna, Sheba, Felix and Piers will find each other."

"Two seperate legends that clash together and create one large prophecy... " Lyana left a long pause, "everything has been going as it has been laid out, perhaps... we should evacuate the village?"

"No, Lyana, we must be strong in our hour of despair, the fate of Kalay is not written, but we know we shall be attacked. Until then, I pray for Ivan, and that he really is strong enough for this task. This is the end of our discussion on this matter, until despair reaches us, we must celebrate," he gave a weak, unconvincing smile, "the people of Kalay would have it no other way."

"As usual master Hammet, you are the voice of reason within this city. But still I can't--"

"Lyana, how many times must I say I do not wish to speak of the matter no more?"

"But Hammet!" she saw the look in his eyes and stopped, "Alright then."

Hammet gave a genuine smile, "excellent, then... we shall have a festival, the harvest is soon, is it not?"

"y-yes Hammet," Lyana was astounded by the man's mood. The continents most worthy adversary yet was appearing now, and he could smile and laugh the night away as if doom was not about to swallow them all whole. Lyana gazed at her husband as he got up from his chair and danced about the room, singing about all of the good in the world, Lyana noticed the expression in his eyes, 'If he is willing to put on this mask and be strong, I must stand beside him through and through' Lyana stood, put on her mask of happiness and danced with her husbands, leaving the guards who had overheard entirely to stand more confused than ever.

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OK! third chapter done, it's longer than chapters 1 and 2 (no, not combined) but I really just wanted this to be Mia's dream, unfortunately, I didn't feel it was long enough. So, here it is, hope you liked it, chapter 4 coming soon XD