Where are we now?

By: Padfoot-chan

Thanks for the reviews, minna-san :3 I really enjoyed them and I'm glad that you're liking the story so far. There is still a lot more to come.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Golden Sun characters or Kanata and Aoshi. Kanata and Amiko belong to Hoshi-chan (aka Tsuna Arashi) and Aoshi belongs to Ivan. I own Okami, Yoru, Ryou, Mamoru, and the Apocalypse Energist…whose name we will find out in the next chapter, probably.

Warning: I slightly hint at…rape in this chapter, so yeah. It isn't much and…yeah…just wait and see. "Memento mori" means…remember to die, I think. Something like that.

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-Chapter three: Memento mori-

He was slowly sinking to the bottom of a deep lake, bubbles of air rising from his mouth as his dazed eyes gazed up back at the surface, a faded reflection of himself staring down at him from the glittering water. He was trying to remember something. Maybe just about everything that had happened to him. Why had he forgotten? Where was he now? Why was he sinking, slipping through the cool, wet water? It was almost without hopes of ever hitting bottom or ever returning to the surface.

Blood red surrounding him and then…The Mars Lighthouse…it all came rushing back to him like a flood. His eyes snapped open and he struggled against the water, glad that his amour was suddenly missing. The cross-Energist looked back toward the lakebed and turned his right hand toward it, summoning a strong jet of water to slam against the muddy bottom, propelling him to the surface, toward the air.

His head finally broke against the surface and he gasped for air, tossing back his soaked locks and coughing out all the water that he had inhaled while he was drifting below the water's surface. His deep blue eyes looked around the area to find that he was floating in a large lake with a little river branching off from the north, carrying melted snow down from the mountains to provide the lake with fresh water. This place was strangely familiar, from the cool feel of the water, the gentle breeze in the air, and the snowcapped mountains that curved around in the distance. However, this was not Weyard. He could see that right away, as his eyes drifted from the mountains to the two bright suns hanging in the sky.

The cross-Energist broke his gaze away from the strange sight and swam to shore, pulling himself onto the grass and taking off his boots to drain the water from them. 'What could have gone wrong?' he thought mildly, at the same time wondering what had become of his amour and gloves. 'Felix lit the Mars Lighthouse just like the other three but there was that blinding light at the end. Were we knocked into a different dimension? Or from our very bodies even?' He frowned as he played these scenarios in his mind, wondering which was more palpable. Both of them seemed to pretty out there and he was having trouble believing that either could have happened.

He flopped back onto the grass, resting his arm on his forehead to shield his eyes from the light shining down on him. "I don't understand what could have gone wrong. Where we right in never lighting the beacons in the first place? But then…Weyard would have eventually been destroyed." He yawned, rolling over onto his side and sitting up, slipping his boots on again before standing up and starting to walk, stumbling a little here and there. His mind was still reeling with everything that had happened and the questions kept coming, making it even worse. Where was he? Where were the others? We they safe, were they even alive? What was going to happen to him next?

He stopped dead in his tracks, eyes widening as he turned around slowly. He had felt a sudden surge of power behind him and now, a few feet away from him, dark cape billowing in the cool breeze, stood a young man, a foot taller than him with a sadistic smirk on his face, the emotion never reaching his cold, dead yet beautiful eyes. "Hello, Okami, Child of Earth and…Savior of Weyard."

Okami's heart skipped a beat, his body growing numb soon after. That voice…the man's voice was hauntingly familiar to him and so was that sadistic smile resting on the man's pale face. He took a step back, his heart and mind telling him to run as fast a he could in the opposite direction, in any direction for that matter as long as it lead away from this man. The man was trouble and Okami could feel that he wanted nothing more than to kill him on the spot. His body was not cooperating, though; something was holding him in place and all he could do was take a couple of steps back at a time. The man moved forward, his moves graceful like those of a dancer.

Okami shook his head, moving back a little too quickly and tripping over his boots, falling backwards onto the ground with a thud. He watched as the man continued, his jet-black hair falling into his eyes to hide them from view. "W-who are you? What do you want from me?" asked Okami, bowing his head as the tears streamed down his cheeks. He knew what he wanted. He wanted to kill him, he just did not know why. Okami could not remember where he had seen the man before but he was familiar, everything about him was familiar. Those eyes, the way he moved, that smile, every little detail reminded him of something, he just did not know what.

The man paused in his movements, tilting his head to the side as he watched Okami shaking before him. "I am the Apocalypse Energist, and you, my little boy, are the Savior. I must kill you because of this, but I must say, I would like to have a little fun with you before I do that. What do you say?" Okami snapped his head up, all fright leaving him, only anger filling his senses. "The Savior that I fought last denied me before I killed her. Will you do that same? There is something about you that I like, something that the other Savior did not have. I admit that this is strange. All Saviors are supposed to be the same."

He narrowed his eyes slightly before he knelt down on the ground in front of Okami, stroking the younger Energist's cheek with the back of his gloved hand. The cross-Energist shivered at the touch. "There is something…darker to you…I find that…very…" He leaned forward, Okami frozen again by his actions. The Apocalypse Energist's eyes slid close as his lips met Okami's in what was at first a soft kiss.

Okami felt his hands move without his conscious thought, slipping them around the dark Energist's neck. His own eyes closing as he deepened the kiss, opening his mouth to allow the Apocalypse Energist's tongue to slide inside. He pushed Okami down on his back, hands moving to undo the cross-Energist's semi-wet tunic.

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Yoru tumbled down the hill after tripping over a small rock, rolling to a stop only when he reached the bottom. He sat up, brushing the twigs and leaves out of his light blue hair. The cross-Energist looked around the strange glade, hoping he would sense one of his friends there, or at least some form of intelligent life other than an animal. So far, he could not sense anything.

Yoru climb to his feet, brushing the grass and dirt off his tunic and pants before he started walking again, even though he could not sense anyone's aura, he could tell that someone was in trouble. It was more of a painful pounding in his heart that he could not ignore than anything else. Okami would probably have told him to forget about it and stay in one place until someone else came and found him, but Okami was not there. Maybe if he had been, then he would not be running off.

The cross-Energist paused, touching a hand to his heart and closing his eyes. "What's wrong? Why do I feel like…something really bad is happening right now? Okami…" He shook it off and started walking again, wishing that he had his staff to lean on. Here he was in a strange land without his friends and without his beloved weapon. He was a strong Energist thanks to Okami's training and he could probably battle for hours maybe even days on end but he was even better when he had his staff to fight with. He needed his friends as well; he was starting to worry about them.

He frowned now. Mars Lighthouse was his elemental lighthouse; he should know everything about it so why had he not known that something like this was going to happen? Could someone have tampered with his lighthouse to make something like this happen? But how could that be? He would have sensed it if someone had done something, anything to his lighthouse. He would have sensed it if someone even stepped foot in his lighthouse.

Unless…he shook his head. Not possible. It was his lighthouse. The gods and goddesses had chosen him to look after it and only he could do that, no one could trick his senses without one of the gods knowing and then informing him that something had happened. Unless…this was meant to happen. It was all planned out by that one person and the gods and goddesses. Yoru sighed, falling to his knees and resting his forehead in the palm of his hand. "Why do you have to be such a stupid idiot, Ryou? What do you have planned for us now? Wasn't lighting the elemental lighthouses enough for you?"

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Kanata sat up, looking around as she wrapped the bandage around Aoshi's ankle. "I am sorry I can't do more for you, Aoshi." She apologized to the older cross-Energist. Aoshi shook his head, laughing weakly.

"This is just fine, you have done more than enough for me already. Besides, I think I can walk on this leg the way it is, anyway."  Kanata frowned, blinking down at Aoshi's broken ankle. "It isn't your fault that I broke my ankle, or that your Psynergy is all gone. I feel out of that tree, so it's my fault and I should have to deal with it as is, right? I was not careful."

"Yes, but still…you should not be walking on a broken ankle. You could make it worse and that is the last thing we need right now. We don't even have a clue where the others are, or even where we are for that matter. No, I think we should stay right here until you get better or until I regain most of my Psynergy back. The latter is most likely to happen before your ankle heals up." Said Kanata, lightly poking at the Mercury Guardian's ankle.

"What about Amiko and Mamoru? Do you think the two of them will be able to handle all of this on their own? They are still only ten and they both fully have not mastered their Psynergy. They still have trouble with even the most basic of summons." Kanata smiled weakly.

"Yes, but you cannot expect ones so young to be able to summon Isis or Catastrophe. And it is unheard of for Meteor or Boreas to be summoned by even the most skilled of Energists. Ivan only summoned Thor on top of Venus Lighthouse because he sensed that Robin's life was in danger. Robin still has trouble summoning Judgment and you know that." She turned away, looking out at the grass as a gust of wind blew over them, making the blades of grass ripple as if it were water and not grass at all. "I think they have been doing quite well and they are both very smart kids, they can take care of themselves."

-TBC-

A little short but oh well, I couldn't think of what else to put.

Alex: Finally! Writer's block has struck again!

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