Hello again! I'm very happy!

Yami: Does this mean you're gonna stop writing stories and live a normal life?

Of course not silly!

Yami: Drat.

Hahahah...shut up! No, I'm happy because although I've only got two reviews so far, they was very positive and have given me confidence to continue my story. Thank you Mercury Gold and Sorian for your wonderful reviews.

Isaac: Yes, she has been bouncing off the walls since she first read them.

Leggy: You have made my mistress very happy.

YAY! I will now write faster than lightning in hope that I will get more.

Yami: Unlikely. Oracle doesn't own Golden Sun or anything else for that matter.

Quiet you!

Great Discoveries

"Who is he your highness?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but he is most certainly a very skilled warrior. That sword has been excellently crafted from the finest materials I've ever seen."

"I have never seen such a sword. Do you think it has any special powers your highness?"

"Yes, this is the Gaia Blade. This means that this young man is an adept, possibly Venus."

Isaac stirred slightly. There were voices all around him, but what they were saying was of no importance to him. Not when Mia was alone somewhere, maybe even hurt. He struggled to open his eyes, yet he felt so tired. Perhaps he should sleep. He hadn't slept properly for weeks.

NO! I have to save Mia!

He blinked and waited for the world to come into focus. Stood above him where three men. One much older than the other two and had a long white beard that fell past his waist and matched his silvery robes. The other two were obviously guards as they were very heavily armoured. The older man smiled gently at him, his kind brown eyes full of relief.

"I'm glad to see you have awoken. We thought you were beyond healing."

Confused by these words, Isaac looked at his aching body. His shirt and scarf had been removed, revealing that his bare chest was covered in various cuts and bruises, most of which were healing, and his broken arm was wrapped in a soft white bandage.

"Where am I?" he asked shakily, trying to sit up.

The man pushed him back down gently.

"Please, don't get up. You are still weak. You are in Daila, the northern most town on the continent of Indra."

Daila? Indra? Thoroughly confused, Isaac tried to remember what had happened.

"Mia...I have to find Mia..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know a Mia. You must be delirious..."

"NO! I have to find her! She could be hurt too!"

The three men exchanged nervous glances, each one unsure of Isaac's sanity.

"Go and get the healer," the older man told the two guards who nodded and walked out of the room.

"Please, I have to find her!" Isaac pleaded, trying to get up once more. The man pushed him back, this time slightly roughly.

"Calm down, explain to me what happened."

Isaac took a deep breath and tried to recall everything that happened before he'd blacked out. All of it seemed irrelevant as long as Mia was lost in this strange new place. But the man was sympathetic. He smiled sadly at the warrior.

"We found no one but you on our shores, urm..."

"Isaac."

"Isaac. If there had been anyone else, my guards would have found them. But if it will help, I'll ask them to search again. In the mean time, while you are healing, you are free to stay here for a long as you need. If you want anything at all, say you are a guest of Lord Drake."

Once again, the man smiled warmly and turned to leave.

"Please excuse me, but there are things I must be doing."

As the doors closed behind him, Isaac sighed and gazed around the small room. It was plain and empty except for Isaac's possessions that had been placed on a small wooden table by his bed. A window stood on the far wall that seemed to overlook the town. Various noises and voices reached Isaac's ears from below, but they were too far away to hear what was going on.

Isaac turned over under the bed sheets and stared at the white ceiling. What if Mia was badly injured? What if they didn't find her in time? She could be anywhere; he might never see her again. Without a second thought, he pulled the sheets away from him and began to move towards his clothes, wincing from the pain in his arm.

Before he'd even reached his things, he heard a voice from outside his door. It was Lord Drake again and he wasn't alone.

"Where was she?"

"Just east of where we found the boy. She was still partly in the ocean which was why we didn't see her at first."

"Is she alright?"

"Well, she's alive, but only barely. I doubt there's much we can do for her."

It was at this point that Isaac burst through the door, his eyes wild and upset.

"You found Mia? I have to see her, where is she?"

The guard was about to take him back into the room when Lord Drake put out his hand and indicated for Isaac to follow him. Grateful that he had, Isaac nearly ran after him into a similar room to his own. On a single bed in the centre of the room, surrounded by various healers, was the single person Isaac cared most about in the world.

"Mia?" he whispered, rushing to her side. The healers gave him disgruntled looks, which were banished by Lord Drake who quietly asked them to leave to two teenagers alone. "How could I let this happen to you? I should have been faster, stronger, anything to just prevent you from getting hurt."

He sobbed into her delicate silk cape. His heart felt like it was ripping in two. He could hardly hear her heart beat. Moving his scarred hands over her chest, he muttered the word, 'Cure,' and watched as light moved from his hands to her body, but nothing happened. This caused him to cry even more. He could do nothing to save her except watch her slowly fade away.

Once again, the beautiful Lemurian ship was pushing through the waves towards what appeared to be a new continent in the middle of the sea. Despite Garet's bad sense of direction, they'd managed to reach their destination and hopefully their missing companions. Ivan quickly climbed down from the crow's nest as Garet steered the ship into the port. Leaving the ship in the capable hands of a local sailor, they headed towards the nearby town.

"How do we know they're even here? They could be miles away."

"Have faith, Ivan. When have I ever led you wrong?"

There was a long silence where Ivan glared at Garet, who looked sheepishly at his young friend.

"I don't think I'll even answer that if the last twenty six times you got us lost are anything to go by."

"Yeah, but we got where we were supposed to go in the end."

"Yeah, after Isaac took over as the leader."

Once again, there was an awkward silence. Even thinking about their lost leader was painful.

As soon as they reached the town, they split up to ask if anyone had seen Isaac and Mia. The information led them to a large building near the centre of the village, which they were told belonged to their leader, Lord Drake. But when they entered, there was a sense of foreboding. Something bad had happened and the guards refused to let them enter.

"But we need to find out about our friends!" Garet cried, his temper rising. "We think they were brought here!"

"Lord Drake has sent strict orders that no one is to enter while he has guests."

"Please, sir. Two of our friends were in an accident and they were swept out to sea. The people in the village said that two people were found and brought here fitting their description," Ivan pleaded, using his large appealing purple eyes to appeal to the guards.

"I'm sorry, but you just can't enter. Now, scram!"

Dejected but undefeated, the boys crept around the guards under the magic of the Cloak Ball and worked their way through the building. This took them longer than they thought. It was much bigger than it appeared on the outside.

When they slowly closed the door of seventh room they'd searched, they reached a heavily guarded corridor that was highly suspicious. Making their way through the shadows, they silently passed each guard until they were inches away from the only door in the corridor. But something happened that they didn't expect. One of the guards moved away from the stained glass window opposite them, allowing light to stream through and dispel the shadow that hid them.

"Aw, crap," Garet swore as all eyes turned to them.

Sunlight spilled from a distant source as Isaac ran through what seemed to be a dark corridor. He could hear Mia calling to him, but he couldn't see her. All he could do was run.

A loud noise woke him suddenly and for a while he couldn't remember where he was. It was when he saw Mia's lifeless form in front of him that he recalled the events of the previous day. He'd spent the entire day by her side, refusing any food or medical attention as his arm had begun to bleed rather badly. All he wanted to do was be with Mia.

He looked around for the cause of the sound that had woken him and walked to the door of the small room. Outside, five guards were struggling to contain two fierce boys that didn't seem to want to be caught.

"Sir, we are very sorry to disturb you, but these two don't want to come quietly," the nearest guard explained while trying to hold onto an oddly familiar figure.

"Ivan?" Isaac asked in amazement, which stopped all movement. The small person looked up and grinned.

"Isaac! See, I told you we knew him. Now let me go!"

The guards instantly let go allowing Ivan and Garet to hug their lost friend.

"Good to see you mate. Ivan was getting worried there, thought you were a goner for a while."

Ivan elbowed him playfully in the ribs with a grin on his young face.

"Well, I suppose I was sort of worried, but not as much as Ivan."

"You know these trespassers then, sir?" one of the guards asked uncertainly.

"Yes, they're my friends and companions. Why do you call them trespassers?" Isaac eyed the pair suspiciously as they put on guilty faces.

"They broke into the building to find you."

"Ah, well. They'll do that every so often. Please do not charge them; they were only trying to find me."

The guards nodded, but still glared at them slightly.

"Come inside," Isaac said pulling the door open wider.

As Ivan and Garet walked past him, the emotions changed quite rapidly from joyous to concerned and scared.

"Isaac! What happened to your arm?"

"Mia! Mia? What happened to her? Is she alright?"

Isaac gave them a small smile that couldn't help but show all the weariness and fear he'd been holding back since he'd woken up the previous day.

"Garet, my arm is fine, nothing to worry about. Unfortunately, I can't say the same for Mia. She hasn't moved since the guards brought her in."

"Haven't you tried to cure her?" Ivan asked desperately as he held Mia's pale hand tightly.

"It was the first thing I did, but I'm not strong enough at the moment. I left all my healing items back on the ship."

"Well, it's a good thing we didn't," said Garet, trying to be as cheerful as possible. He passed Isaac a Psy Crystal that was absorbed into his hand the moment he touched it. Garet then crossed the room and tipped some Water of Life into Mia's mouth. It glowed slightly before disappearing behind her soft lips. Colour flooded back into her face, but she remained lifeless.

"The only thing we can do now is wait I guess," Ivan muttered. The others nodded.

"Come on," said Isaac quietly, "I'll take you to meet Lord Drake. He'll find you rooms for you to stay in."

Nodding again, Garet and Ivan walked through the door leaving Isaac alone with Mia once more. He approached her slowly, scared that any sudden movement may worsen her condition. Hoping that no one was watching through the open door, he kissed her lightly on the lips before leaving her in peace, wishing with all his heart that she'd survive.

Aww! I'm so mean to you Isaac! I'm so sorry!

Isaac: Mia! Don't die!

Leggy: It's so sad!

Yami: Oh brother!

I'm such a sap for lovey-dovey romantic bits. Don't blame me readers, blame my...urm...imagination! That's it! It's my imaginations fault. Kill that instead!

Yami: Yeah, it's not as if she uses it much!

Read and review shiny happy people!