It was a strange place; rocks floated everywhere and the sky was a lovely shade of purple. The door stood right behind Ivan, leading back to the real world. Higher up, Isaac crouched on one of the rocks, Sol Blade in hand. Even higher up was a second figure, cloaked in the shadows. The shadowed person placed their hands forward and fired at Isaac.

"That's a Spark Plasma!" Ivan shouted as Isaac leapt out of the way unto another rock, closer to the person. The mysterious person was a Jupiter Adept it seemed.

But then Ivan found out he could be wrong, as ice soon pummeled down close to Isaac. Again the Venus Adept moved, getting closer to the shadowed person.

"Grand Gaia!" Isaac yelled, voice cracking. A shield flickered around the person, and the attack did little damage. Looking around some more, Ivan saw a cage, not fifty feet from him. He could see Jenna and Sheba trapped.

Ivan ran forward and stopped at the front of the cage. A large lock was on it, and both the girls were unconscious.

"Reveal!" Ivan yelled, placing his hand on the lock. Instantly the inwards of the lock appeared. The Jupiter Adept pulled out his sword and struck in one spot, shattering the contraption. With a whining creak, the door swung upon and Ivan jumped into the cage. He quickly checked the unconscious Adepts. They seemed fine, but needed some healing, preferably soon. Ivan cursed the fact Jupiter Adepts didn't have any healing moves, but didn't spend long dwelling on his predicament. He crept carefully out of the cage to see if he could assist Isaac.

"Megiddo!" Ivan heard Isaac yell. The attack from the Sol Blade rocketed forward towards the shadowed person. The same shield appeared again.

"Hang on Isaac! I'm coming to help!" Ivan shouted to his friend. He jumped onto one rock, and leapt from stone to stone until he was only a level under Isaac.

"Ivan? How did you get here?" Isaac asked in surprise, noticing the purple eyed boy for the first time. Before Ivan could answer, Isaac was forced to jump out of the way of a fireball.

"I used Reveal!" Ivan shouted back up, taking another leap and getting up next to Isaac.

"Let's give him the one two punch," Isaac grinned. Ivan nodded, a huge smile on his face.

"Spark Plasma!" Ivan yelled. Bolts of electricity raced towards the shadowed assailant.

"Grand Gaia!" Isaac cried, raising the powerful energy on a rock right in front of the enemy. The Spark Plasma collided with the Earth Psynergy. For a second, everything seemed to stand still. Suddenly the Spark Plasma slammed forward, imbued with the Grand Gaia's power. Again the shield appeared to block the attack, but a crack had appeared.

"Keep it up! Tempest!" Ivan yelled, summoning a powerful storm. Hurricane winds struck down upon the enemy. The shield flickered once before reasserting itself, but was now cracked open a little wider.

Their enemy laughed, never a good sign. A bright light shined in their hand and fired at the two Adepts.

"Get out of the way!" Isaac screamed, pushing Ivan from the rock, and onto one located a level beneath.

"Isaac no!" Ivan gasped. The light raced forward as Isaac pulled back the Sol Blade. He threw it like a boomerang. It headed straight for the figure.

"One last thing, Ivan, take care of this!" Isaac yelled. A small ball of energy, golden in color, appeared in his hand. He threw it at Ivan, who, stunned, didn't move. It struck him in the head. As the light hit Isaac, the Sol Blade struck the shield shattering it once and for all. At the same time, the sword's unleash happened. A blinding flash of white light. The person, Ivan saw for the briefest of seconds, was familiar.

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"Ivan! Ivan!" the Jupiter Adept heard a voice calling him from far away. He felt like he was floating.

"What…what is it?" he whispered back. His eyes were half opened and he stared upward into a pale brown sky.

"Don't be afraid. You have a job to do," the voice answered. That voice…sounded like…Isaac…

"Ivan get up!" another voice yelled, piercing through the dream and calm. In a flash, he was awake.

"Where am I?" he asked groggily, rubbing his head.

"You're in Vale," the second voice told him. The room seemed black to Ivan.

"Why is it so dark? What happened to Isaac and the others? Who are you?" Ivan demanded, his dizziness subsiding a little. A muffled cry was heard.

"It's dark because it's nighttime. And it's me, Dora," the voice replied, answering the easier questions.

"What about the others?" Ivan asked again, sitting up in the bed.

"Felix is fine, a little shaken, but fine. Garet's hand is burnt fairly badly, but Mia will heal it in a couple days, but otherwise he's okay. Mia's alright, so is Sheba and Jenna. Isaac is…he's…" Dora began, then sobbed uncontrollably.

"No…He can't be," Ivan breathed, words catching in his throat. He lay back down in the bed. With no comment from Dora, he closed his eyes again. Exhaustion crept over him. Sleep smiled and beckoned him into dark arms. Sweet oblivion closed in

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"Are you sure you're okay?" Jenna asked Ivan with concern as he walked down the stairs of Isaac's house. The other Adepts, excluding Felix, and Piers of course, were gathered at the table. Kyle and Dora were off somewhere else, probably grieving for their son.

Ivan gave a nod and looked at his friends. Suddenly a searing pain, right by his heart came. He clutched that area and dropped to the floor. The voice he had heard from his dream earlier, the one that sounded like Isaac, spoke in his mind.

"You can't trust her! She's the reason I'm gone!" the voice bellowed.

"Ivan!" The others yelled, rocketing to their feet. The pain subsided and Ivan stood back up.

"So, what do you remember?" Garet asked at once. Ivan saw a black glove on his right hand. When Garet turned that hand slightly, he could see the jewel of the Cleric's Ring in embedded in it.

"Last thing I remember is Isaac being struck by that light…" Ivan muttered. Mia hit Garet over the head with her staff.

"He just fell to the floor in pain and you ask him what he remembers!" Mia yelled, rather then asked.

"No, no, it's okay. Probably just a stomach cramp. I haven't eaten in a while," Ivan lied. He walked over to the table and sat down. Sheba handed him a plate of food and gave a warm smile. Ivan picked up a fork.

"Don't eat it!" the voice bellowed in Ivan's head again. The Jupiter Adept shook his head and put the fork into the meal.

"DON'T EAT IT!" the voice roared, even louder.

Ivan frowned and put the fork down.

"What's wrong?" Mia asked. The others had worried look on their faces. Ivan wondered why he had put the fork down.

"I'm not sure…" he trailed off. Perhaps he was going crazy.

"Maybe you're going mad," Garet suggested, voicing Ivan's thoughts.

"Garet, be quiet. Ivan's been through a lot," Mia said, whacking him with her staff again.

"At least he didn't have to kill anyone," Garet growled, flexing his right hand without thinking.

"I think Garet may be right," Ivan spoke up, "I've been hearing this voice in my head…it's sounds like Isaac."

Sheba's eyebrow shot up. "Perhaps I should Mind Read him," she said. She got out of her chair and walked over to Ivan.

"No! No! Get away from me!" Ivan shouted suddenly, scrambling out of his chair. His voice was different though. It was still his, but another within it another was intertwined. The Jupiter Adept scrambled onto the floor and hid under the table.

"That was weird…" Mia finally said after a minute. Ivan was huddled by Jenna's legs, whimpering uncontrollably.

"That voice…it sounded like Ivan and Isaac speaking at the same time," Jenna spoke up. They all peered under the table at Ivan, who was beginning to cry slightly.

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"Diamond Berg!" Piers shouted. The ice attack launched itself at Conservato.

Suddenly a wall appeared, blocking the ice. Piers widened his eyes in confusion.

"Didn't you think I'd underestimate you and your friends powers? I had some help," Conservato smiled. He snapped his fingers and a figure appeared in the background.

"We meet again Piers," the voice hissed. A tall man, draped in a blue robe stepped forward.

"The Star Magician!" Piers yelled. A Guardian Ball floated by him.

"Yes, it's me," the Star Magician wheezed, "I've been brought back."

"But how?" Piers yelled, taking a step backwards. There was no way he could beat the Star Magician alone.

"The power of Alchemy can thwart death itself," the Star Magician answered simply.

"But wouldn't you need…the Golden Sun?" Piers wondered, taking a few more steps backwards. A slow, sinking feeling filled the pit of his stomach.

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"Ivan's been like that for three hours," Mia sighed, referring to the Jupiter Adept, who was occupying Isaac's former room. Dora and Kyle had returned, and were down stairs. Garet and Mia were upstairs, keeping an eye on the blonde.

The Wind Adept was shivering violently. He was huddled under the covers. He didn't have a fever, and he wasn't sick in any way. He kept mumbling about voices, about a traitor of some sort.

"Ply didn't help. I don't know what else we can do for him, other then make sure he eats," Garet said, leaning against the hallway wall.

"Do you know how Jenna's holding up?" Mia asked, leaning next to him. Garet looked over at the blue haired Mercury Adept.

"I haven't seen her since she was here earlier today," Garet replied, looking down the hall towards the stairs. Footsteps.

"Dora and Kyle are coming. Let's go," the Fire Adept said. Mia nodded and they walked towards the stairs, giving room for Isaac's parent to leave.

Well? Any reviews besides two people please? I have to kill Isaac to get reviews! . But I wrote this part before I even submitted it…Errrrrr… Anyways. Thanks to my whole TWO REVIEWERS as of now. I hope you enjoyed this part, and as always…

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