Yami: I'M BACK!

Great...that's just great. So, do you feel any better?

Yami: YES! I FEEL SUPER!

O...k. Why do you keep shouting everything?

Yami: BECAUSE IT'S NICE TO BE HEARD! HELLO ISAAC! HOW ARE YOU?!

Isaac: Fine, I guess.

Yami: YAY! HELLO LEGOLAS! HOW ARE YOU?!

Leggy: Please don't kill me!

Yami: OF COURSE I WON'T! I LOVE YOU!

(Grabs Leggy round the middle and hugs him tightly)

Leggy: I...can't...breathe!

Yami: OF COURSE YOU CAN!

I'm officially scared.

Sorian: Alright, I'm sorry for shouting. I'm grateful for every single review you send me. Keep them coming. Get ready for the fight, it's coming soon!

(Isaac: YAY!

Yami: WHAT?! VIOLENCE IS WRONG!)

GloomDrifter: Thank you! Your kind words have been a great confidence builder and I'm now ready to continue. YAY! My list of fans is growing!

Isaac: Oracle does not own Golden Sun and I'm now going to poke Yami with a stick.

A New World

With a roar that resembled that of a beast, the strange man ran forward with his sword drawn and shinning with fresh blood. Isaac, Felix and Garet met it head on as the others prepared their attacks. There wasn't much space in the room for anything major, but they still unleashed devastating moves. Sheba and Ivan clasped each other's hand then summoned a huge whirlwind that blocked the four warriors from sight. Jenna sent flame after flame into the cyclone, unsure of what she was actually hitting until it faded into nothing. Luckily, she hadn't hit one of the boys, but the man didn't look very hurt either. Mia stood by the side line, prepared incase anyone got badly hurt so that she could heal them. She watched her friends fight bravely, trying as hard as they could to send out attacks without destroying the mansion.

The man was able to block these attacks while continuing to drive the three boys back with unnatural strength. The woman stood silently behind him, concentrating very hard on something with her eyes closed. Thinking that she wouldn't be able to defend herself, Jenna shot a stream of flames at her, but the man simply flicked a wrist and blocked it with a wall of fire.

"KARST!" he yelled as he began to tire, "Are you ready?"

"Yes," was the immediate answer. The woman opened her eyes which seemed to burn with an inner flame. She put her hands out before her and smirked at the suddenly frightened teens.

"You will pay for killing my remaining family!"

A ball of fire began to form under her hands which continued growing as they watched it. The woman pulled it back and threw it through the air towards them. It contained so much power that the heroes were all paralyzed, unable to stop it.

A figure appeared quite suddenly in front of them, as if to protect them from the oncoming attack.

"TELEPORT!" cried a male voice and the vision of the fiery ball, the man and woman, and the small room disappeared from their sight, replaced by a silent blackness.

Dark shimmering lights surrounded the wounded figure on the floor. Eyelids flickered and two beautiful blue eyes stared up at the inky black sky above. Pulling herself up with much strain, Mia gazed around her. This place was new to her. Thick fog swirled before her, preventing her from seeing very far.

"Isaac?" she called out, taking a step forward and wincing as her whole body ached in pain. With a quick mumble of 'Ply', she moved forward much easier, searching for anything that would tell her where she was.

Her foot finally hit something on the ground, something large. Squinting, she knew it was definitely a human and most likely one of her friends if they two had ended up in this dismal place. She was sure in was a boy as she felt his muscular upper body. When she put her hand on a familiar scarf wrapped around his neck, she cried out in joy which quickly turned to a gasp as soon as she felt something sticky and thick all over his head and the ground surrounding him.

"Isaac...no! Please wake up!" she whimpered, shaking him gently. Holding her hands over his still body, she whispered, 'Ply' again. Light flowed from her fingertips and covered his body for a moment, revealing a dozen cuts in various places, before disappearing. The largest wound on his head wasn't bleeding anymore, but he was still unconscious and showed no sign of waking. Unfortunately, after whatever had happened, Mia felt extraordinarily weak and wasn't able to use Ply again.

She sobbed into his blood stained scarf, unable to do anything else and scared that the one who'd just revealed that he loved her was going to die.

"Help!" she cried out pitifully, "Someone, please help!"

But no one came. This made her cry even harder. Her tears mixing with the blood and flooded onto her own shaking hands. She looked all around her with tear filled eyes, searching for something, anything that might aid her in some way. Even the healer that had performed spells to cure life threatening diseases had failed. Her heart tore in two as she lay across her lover's chest, wanting to spend as much time as possible with him until the time came for him to leave her.

This must be how Isaac felt when he thought I was going to die, she thought sadly.

Suddenly, two boys appeared out of the fog and rushed towards her.

"Mia!" they cried together, falling to the floor beside her. They took one look at Isaac's lifeless form and instantly knew why Mia was so distraught.

"Is he alright?" Garet asked, taking hold of Mia's hand and trying to force back his own tears. She looked up and sadly shook her head.

"He has a pulse," reported Felix who'd been inspecting Isaac. He placed his own hands over him and closed his dark eyes. "Revive."

A blinding golden light spread over Isaac and warmth rose up, comforting his grieving friends. Gradually, the wounds disappeared and the blood stains vanished. Mia smiled gleefully as Isaac's beautiful eyes opened and he looked up at her, utterly confused to why three of his friends were looking down at him.

"Urm...hi guys."

"Oh, Isaac!" Mia cried, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"It's good to see you too. What happened? Where are we?" He sat up and looked into the thickening fog.

"Your guess is as good as ours mate," said Garet, trying hard to see past the greyness, "We've been walking around for ages. When we finally heard Mia calling out, we headed towards her voice and, well, you know the rest."

"Where ever we are, I know we're not alone," replied Felix, startling to others by his sudden statement.

Felix feels it too? Mia thought, giving him an odd look, There's some presence coming from nearby, but I thought only I could sense it. Feelings of gratitude and relief filled her mind now that she knew that it couldn't be her imagination if someone else could feel it.

"Really?" asked Garet. A questioning look appeared in his eyes, but he didn't really want to ask Felix anymore. He still felt rather suspicious of him and only half believed what he said.

Felix nodded thoughtfully. Isaac didn't seem to notice though. He was looking at Mia's face. It looked so unsure and afraid. He'd never seen her like this before. Usually, her smile lit up everything around her and her infectious laugher lifted everyone's spirits even in the middle of a battle. He gripped her hand which still lay by her side in her position on the ground. She turned to look at him and smiled happily, squeezing his back.

"We should get going. The others are still out there somewhere," Felix suggested suddenly, getting up off of the cold floor. He helped Garet to grab Isaac by his arms and hurled him up onto his feet. Using Garet as support, he tried moving forward. Although shaky at first, he managed to limp forward. His whole body still ached despite it being healed. Mia stayed by his side, trying to help and ended up putting her arm around his waist. He pulled her closer and, moving slowly, they walked off into the fog until they were no longer visible.

Gasping Ivan limped slowly through the drifting fog. He pressed his thick cloak around his hand to stop it from bleeding, but the cut was too deep and the cloak was already soaked. He had already searched for anything to heal himself with after discovering that he'd left his own stores of items back in the mansion.

His eyes shifted uneasily from the shrubs he saw by his feet to the rocks that were scattered all around to prevent him from tripping over them and falling, but everything around him was gradually becoming more and more blurred. He knew he'd lose a great deal of blood when he saw the wound he'd acquired during the fight before he'd been mysteriously transported to this depressing place. His whole hand had swollen and become a deep shade of red that matched his robe which was now covered with his own blood.

I hope Sheba and the others are in a much better condition than I am, Ivan thought, trying to take his mind away from the painful shocks that continuously shot up and down his arm.

Beads of sweat flowed down his face in rivers and as he stumbled through the wasteland his legs finally failed him. He tripped over a particularly large pile of rocks and fell flat on his face. Although it wasn't much of a fall, Ivan was in enough pain as it was and with a heart-wrenching cry, he slowly fell out of consciousness once more.

At least Garet isn't here to see me give up so easily. He smiled weakly and felt his eyes close. But before they did, a shadow appeared over him. A tall man with amazing blue hair that resembled Mia's which was wrapped in decorated head scarf, knelt down beside the injured adept. His long robes of a sailor type style fanned out around him as he placed a cool hand on Ivan's feverish head. He then muttered, 'Ply'. A silvery light surrounded Ivan and he felt an immense sense of relief before he fell into a deep, dream filled sleep.

Slowly, Ivan sat up in a world of complete darkness. There was no light at all. He twisted and turned, trying to see any end to the black, but there wasn't any. To his surprise, when he turned back to face what was in front of him, a woman had appeared. She looked up when she saw Ivan stir and beamed at him.

"Master Hama?" asked Ivan in a shocked voice, "What are you doing here? Why aren't you back at the Temple?"

"Because you must know the truth Ivan. It will aid you in your quest. Your powers are growing and it won't be long before you share the visions that Sheba has been having."

"Sheba?! You know where she is? Please tell me! And where am I anyway?"

"Sheba is close and don't worry, your questions will be answered soon. But now, you must listen. Please, do not interrupt or I may not be able to continue."

All Ivan could do was nod. He was thoroughly confused. Master Hama was in a strange world with himself for some unknown reason and she had some important information for him. Could his be the thing she was going to say before at the Lama Temple?

"Yes, it is Ivan."

Ivan gasped then realised that Hama could read his thoughts as easily as he could read hers.

"Ivan, terrible things will happen in the near future. Things that will put all of your lives at risk. Only the two chosen ones can truly save all of Weyard, but remember that they will need help. Do not leave them to face the threat alone."

"I don't understand..."

"You will, in time. I must leave you now. Remember my words and good luck."

She turned to leave, but stopped when Ivan cried out. He struggled to his feet and placed his hand on her bare arm.

"Master Hama, tell me. Why were you waiting for me? What's so special about me? I know we've met before."

"We have. I wasn't going to tell you until the end of your quest, but I suppose you want to know now. I'm truly sorry that I didn't tell you sooner."

Her eyes glowed a lilac colour and her hand went rigid as she placed it on Ivan's. Instantly, images began playing through his mind, each one brief, but so clear. He saw himself as a boy, playing with other children, helping to cut crops, hugging a man and woman, standing with a family that looked so familiar. The images passed as quickly as they came.

Blinking several times to clear his clouded mind, Ivan looked back at Hama's sad face in complete confusion.

"What...who...where..."

"Ivan, those where images of your past. Memories of mine that were also yours, but were erased years ago."

"Memories, does that mean...that was my family?!"

Hama nodded and took Ivan's hand in hers. He was surprised by the sorrow on her face.

"The girl you saw was me, Ivan. I'm your sister and we are the last living members of our family. The last living members of the Jupiter Clan, Anemos. I've got to go Ivan. I know I should have told you sooner, I'm truly sorry."

Hama smiled weakly, and then walked away from him into the shadows before disappearing completely.

Ivan just couldn't believe it. That was his family. And Master Hama was his...He ran after her, but only succeeded in losing himself in the gloom.

"Looks like we're alone again."

Jenna turned from the blazing fire before her to Sheba who she had found not long after arriving in the strange misty world.

Nodding but oblivious to what Jenna had just said, Sheba continued to stare thoughtfully at the soothing flames.

"Alright, I give," said Jenna suddenly, "What's wrong? You haven't said a word since we met up again."

Her expression had become curious yet concerned, all rolled into one, and Sheba knew that she wouldn't give up until she'd confessed. Spending so much time with her had told Sheba that much about her new friend.

"Before you found me, I tried to reach out to Ivan's mind using my psychic abilities. I had managed to pinpoint where he was when there was a surge of immense pain. The connection broke and I lost him. I think something terrible has happened to him."

Jenna was shocked to see tears rolling down Sheba's pale cheeks.

"Hey, don't cry. I'm sure he's alright. We'll find him tomorrow as well as the others. You'll see."

She wrapped her arms around her friend and began to wonder if Felix had suffered some sort of accident as well.

NO! she scolded herself, I can't think like that! He's fine!

"I never knew you felt that way about Ivan. When did this happen?"

Sheba shifted uncomfortably, breaking away from Jenna. She got up from the floor and took a few paces away from the fire.

"Well, ever since I met them at the top of the Venus Lighthouse, I felt a connection between Ivan and me. At first, I thought it was just because we were both Jupiter Adepts, but I think it might have been something else. When I fell, I had to use my last remaining psynergy to stop him from jumping after me with Felix. Then, while Felix was explaining the situation with the Stars to the others, he talked to me using Mind Read and told me about a dream he'd had which was the same one I'd had. We have so much in common, it's unbelievable."

"Wow! I had no idea. But what about Felix? I thought he liked you. I mean, he did jump off a crumbling lighthouse to save you."

"He only did that to protect me. When Saturos kidnapped me, Felix was against it from the start. He didn't want to bring anyone else into the situation so he made a promise to take care of me. After all he'd been through, he couldn't break another promise. I remember him saying that if he did this, you'd perhaps realize that he did care about someone other than himself and you'd forgive him."

"The big oaf! I've told him so many times already. He's forgiven."

The two girls shared a smile. Apparently, even Felix's own sister didn't know what went through his head.

"We'd better get some sleep. We've got a long walk ahead of us tomorrow," Sheba said, wrapping herself in her traveling cloak and curling up on the floor. Within minutes, she was asleep. Jenna looked up at the sky which, although may have shrouded in mist, contained stars that shone bravely through the fog.

Maybe Felix is out there somewhere, looking at the same stars, she thought. Knowing she was no use tired, she lay down beside Sheba and was soon sleeping too.

Alrighty then! Chapter six written. Muses, report!

Leggy: I love romance, it's so sweet!Ivan and Sheba make a cute couple.

Isaac: Whatever. I say make more fight scenes like at the beginning! Swords clashing, magic blazing, hearts pounding with fear and adrenaline. That's what the readers want!

Yami:...

What about you Yami?

Yami:...

Leggy: Oh no! He's going to get his chain saw again! I just know it!

Yami: YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STORY GOOD FOR YAMI!

I think those therapy sessions just backfired.

Isaac/Leggy: Ya think?!

Yami: CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESE!

I'm too old for this. Please review and don't kill me for hurting half of the Golden Sun cast. I can't help it! It's part of my nature!

Isaac: I don't mind, as long as it ain't me next time!