Catastrophe 25: I have returned with yet another fanfic, this one's weird, very weird, very, very weird. And I don't own golden Sun unless I am actually the president of Camelot disguised as Catastrophe 25 which I'm not
Golden Sun: King of the dead
Chapter one: Isaac
The creature collapsed to the floor in pain from Garet's last attack. The Deadbeard was about twelve feet tall dressed in grey Tolbi soldier armour, wielding a mean looking sword with a serrated edge, his face was hidden by a searing mass of shadows. What it was Garet had no idea, but whatever it was, it was dead now.
Isaac and Mia moved towards the body to begin examining it, Isaac was heavily bleeding but seemed okay. Garet glanced over at Ivan, his right leg in bloody tatters; he was limping over to stand by Garet. "Got any idea what it is?" ask a stupid question, was Garet likely to know what it was? Isaac and Mia hadn't spoken for a while, but both stepped back crying out in pain, the deadbeard's body began dissolving into the misty fog that surrounded the moor of the ghost ship.
"What the hell?" Garet exclaimed in disbelief as the mist that was the Deadbeard began swirling around in front of the group. The mist suddenly joined together to create a ghostly image of the Deadbeard, all in the group drew swords, knowing swords would be hopeless against a ghost.
Horror struck over the group as the ghostly image dissolved for a minute, then re-formed.
It was an image of Isaac. At that moment, as if in some sort of trance, Isaac began slowly strolling over towards the image. Mia reached out to grab him.
"ISAAC!" she shouted after him. Garet and Ivan stayed motionless, from how things were looking at the moment, Isaac was already dead.
Isaac brushed Mia out of grip as easily as if brushing dust off a smooth surface. Mia fell to the splintery wooden deck with a thud as she watched Isaac reach out to touch the ghostly image of him. Isaac came into contact with the image that he was reaching out for. The image dissolved again, engulfing Isaac in a dark cloud. Garet and Ivan stood staring, Mia in her position on the floor, too terrified to move.
"Look!" Ivan pointed out towards the sea. More ghostly images began rising out of the black depths of the bay, all faces were white and expressionless. Garet and Mia couldn't look however, they became transfixed on Isaac, the mist had cleared revealing Isaac as he had always been, but somewhat paler than before. Isaac's ghostly figure went over to the bough of the ship and began rummaging in a treasure chest; he brought out a full set of armour exactly like the one the Deadbeard had worn. Isaac just had to touch each piece and it instantly appeared on his body. Finally, after he had taken all the armour he drew a sword from the chest, and then turned to Ivan, Garet and Mia.
"Isaac?" Mia was confused, what was going on? Isaac held out one hand, immediately, Mia went hurtling backwards and slammed against the wall of the cabin in the centre of the ship.
Garet was more alert. Stepping into action, he drew his broadsword and charged at Isaac, meaning to strike a gaping hole through Isaac's chest. Isaac was ready, he held up one hand, and Garet stopped dead in his tracks, still ready to strike, then swiped at Garet's chest with the tip of his blade, it wasn't much of a cut, but Garet's chest burst open in a pool of blood as if Isaac had sliced at him with full force. Garet collapsed to the ground in a pool of his own blood. Then Isaac turned to Ivan. Without words, Ivan sent a ray of plasma hurling itself at Isaac's head. The plasma connected with Isaac's head, and disappeared in a flash of blue light. Desperate as he was, Ivan lobbed his sword at Isaac's head. With a normal person, the sword would have pierced his head right between the eyes, but the sword reached Isaac's head, band snapped in two! The broken pieces of useless metal clattered to the ground. Completely helpless, Ivan just stood, waiting for Isaac to finish him. The blast came from Isaac's left hand, sending Ivan head over heels back wards into Mia's unconscious body.
Isaac surveyed the destruction around him with a grin on his face. Happy with himself. Isaac whistled and instantly, the ghostly figures that had risen out of the bay began to follow him as Isaac made his way out of Crossbone isle.
Alone. Isaac wandered through the blackness, nothing, no one. "HELLO?" Isaac shouted in vain, but a reply came to him "You are mine Isaac" what was this? Isaac thought but he was replied to after thinking this with "YOU ARE MINE!" no.
Catastrophe 25: So, freaky or what?
