Posted: 09/16/05

Chapter 7: The End of the Prophesy

AN: You know, the original ANs for this were nearly a page long. Wow. But everything in them got included in my new ones earlier, so it's all okay. Now, new story for the most likely small amount of people who returned! (I'm writing this before I started posting it again) I don't own Golden Sun! And I stink at writing poems. You'll see... And now, since I'm actually writing again:

Spirit Seer (?): You know, I was kind of leaving that up to your imagination. Maybe I'll touch on it later. Maybe.

unicornmaddy: Thank you! I feel so touched! Whenever I or something that I've written gets added to a list of some kind, I feel like I'm not worthy.

And a big thanks to all of my other reviewers! Putting up names and writing Thank You! gets old, though, lol.

"What do we have to do?" Ivan asked, wishing that he hadn't tried so hard to get his sister to talk. "Please don't say it'll be another world wide thing."

"It very well may," Hama replied quietly, seeming deep in thought as if she was trying to remember exactly what the rest of the prophecy was.

"As long as they don't touch my boat again!" Piers exclaimed.

"I assure you that the modifications to your vessel are complete," she answered quickly. "Now, if I remember correctly, the legend of the reawakening of Alchemy continued like this:

When the Golden Sun shines above again
The journey will just then begin
For evil's soul still seeks more power
And lost hearts' yearn in this dark hour
To save the world from dark and decay
The light must be sealed in the opposite way."

"And," Isaac began, looking very confused, "that means... What?"

"It means that you must prevent evil from using the powers of the Golden Sun for its purposes while still allowing it to protect Weyard."

"How are we supposed to do that?" Isaac asked, trying to comprehend all of the information he had just received.

"And why didn't you tell me any of this earlier?" Ivan added. "I thought I would be able to stay here with you."

"It was not time for you to know this. Besides, if you knew there was more beyond simply lighting the lighthouses, you would not have been as devoted to that task," Hama answered. "Also, your other four friends would be aiding you in that, which I do not think was meant to happen."

"Wait a minute," Sheba mumbled, finally speaking again, "you mean that the four of us have to do whatever it is that the prophecy means?"

"I don't think I could be any clearer," Hama answered. "Whatever this power was, it was something that even Eurus did not think that he and the other leaders of the tribes could handle, because I'm sure he would have mentioned it. After today's events and my having to tell you that story, I believe that you may be the ones this was pertaining to."

"I still don't understand," Piers said, trying his best to remember the poem. "What is the opposite way of sealing the light? You must have some idea, right?"

Hama closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. "I have no clue," she finally said. The others stared at her in shock.

"What!" Ivan exclaimed. "Then how are we supposed to do this? We can't very well ask Eurus what it was."

"I can only give you this," she continued as if nothing had interrupted her. "A rumor has spread through the passage of the legends about the Pure Elemental Djinn."

"The Pure Elemental..." Isaac said slowly, trying to figure out what she was talking about.

"The Pure Elemental Djinn," she repeated. "Do you recall the part of the story where, while sealing the lighthouses, the Djinn of each of the leaders of the tribes was spilt into 18 parts?" They all nodded. "Well, from what I can understand, once the Golden Sun was lit again, the Djinn most likely left you and fused back into their original, much more powerful forms. I'm guessing they would have all of the powers of the different ones you met for each element. I think it would be best if you start by looking for those."

"So, where do we find them?" Ivan asked. "And what are we supposed to do with them once we've gotten them?"

"I do not know," Hama replied. "You will have to travel this world and hope to come across one of them. My best guess would be to try around the areas of the lighthouse, although I'm sure they could have traveled anywhere by now."

"So, basically you want to send us on a wild goose chase," Isaac said, frowning.

"I am only telling you what I heard in the prophecy," she answered calmly.

"What do you guys think?" Piers asked, seeming deep in thought. "Do we really want to sail around the world again not sure of where we're going to end up?"

"Hama said that Weyard would be in trouble if we didn't go, though, didn't she?" Sheba replied quietly. "I don't think we have a choice. Besides if finding this Djinn could eventually lead to me finding where I'm from, I'm willing to do about anything." The boys thought for a second more, finally nodding slowly as they took in what she said.

"So when will you be leaving?" Hama asked quickly, standing up as if to end this conversation.

"Can we wait?" Ivan replied. "You're making it sound like the longer this takes, the more trouble we'll be in while the Golden Sun is still shining freely. We should probably leave within the next few days. Maybe even tomorrow."

"Haven't I heard this before?" Isaac said with a sigh. "I swear, I should just always leave my things packed! I keep getting sent off on adventures before I even comprehend what they're about."

"We should all get some rest, then," Piers said, heading toward his room. "We'll want to be ready if we're starting on another adventure. Who knows what we'll run into with alchemy free upon the world again." The others nodded, Isaac, Hama, and Sheba all heading toward their respective beds with him.

Ivan still sat in the main room, looking lost in thought. Sheba looked back over her shoulder and, noticing this, stopped and turned to look at him. "Are you all right, Ivan?"

"Oh, yeah," he mumbled. "I guess I was just thinking. I mean, I finally found where I came from, but I keep having to leave it."

"You know, you don't have to come if you don't want to," she said.

"No. Hama made it sound like I really need to go. Besides, I'd be helping someone else find what I found, right?" he replied with a slight smile.

"Thanks, Ivan," Sheba said, once again heading for her room.

"Hey, Sheba?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry."

"...Quit saying that."

"Sorry!"

The next day they loaded themselves onto the boat. The people of Contigo stood watching them as they had after Jupiter Lighthouse had been lit, looking very depressed. "Why does Ivan have to leave again?" they asked. "We finally get him back just to have another problem come up."

"That's the price of the power of the Anemos," others said, shaking their heads. "It must be so hard for someone so young to bear it."

The four tried to ignore these comments, especially Ivan, who was trying his best to focus on the mission at hand and not the fact that home was not seeming to be a very sturdy notion in his mind at the moment. Piers was inspecting the ship, making sure that everything was ready for them to head out to sea. Isaac was finishing up loading the rest of their gear inside, and Sheba was quietly surveying the landscape from one of the higher portions of the boat.

Hama stood at the front of the crowd to see them off, quietly watching each of them as they got ready to leave. A few moments later, Isaac stuck his head outside and said, "Well, that's the last of it. We're good to go."

"All right," Piers replied, taking the wheel. "Is everyone ready?"

Isaac and Sheba nodded, while Ivan took a deep breath, one last look at his sister, and said, "Yes."

"Well, we're off!" Piers replied, beginning to sail the boat toward the open water. Cries of "Farewell!" were heard from the waving crowd. Ivan watched as the inlet slowly faded into the distance, the people and their shouts becoming smaller and smaller until they were no more. Finally, he sighed and went inside of the boat.

Hama still watched from the shore, although most of the villagers had tired of their watching and had begun to head back toward the town. She smiled slightly and said, "Good luck in your quest, Ivan. You're all going to need it."

AN: And so, the story begins! ...Again. Well, never mind, this confusing situation and my sleeping pill is starting to affect my reality. I thought I should explain why the casting is the way it is for the Adepts.

Four: This is always your basic number. Even in the super party, you can only use four at a time. So, I went with that many.

Sheba: Considering she's the one the plot is based around, that was pretty much a given.

Ivan: His ties to Contigo and Jupiter Adepts were important. And he's my favorite, so that automatically gave him a spot.

Piers: He owns the boat. And the senator guy won't let him in. Given some time, though, I think Piersy (no, that's not a type-o) has a chance of getting back home. So, what's he gonna do for now? Give his buddies rides, that's what!

Isaac: "Even now, some of the power rests with Young Isaac." The Wise One said something like that to Alex. I wanna see if I can figure it out throughout the course of this story.

;-; What about Felix, Jenna, Garet, and Mia? ;-;

Don't worry, they're still there, as well as all of the other (surviving) friends they made along the way! They won't have main parts, but I'm fairly certain that they will play roles of some importance before the end.