Creature Changers

I've edited the previous chapter to lengthen it, as well as explain several stuff.

I'll be updating as fast as I can for this one, and the genre would probably be changed from humour to romance. Though that might not come till later, of course.

Disclaimer: Check that word in the dictionary and you'll understand I don't own Golden Sun. The principal isn't mine either, though he seems to be.

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Dracobolt: Thank you! It certainly did brighten my day, I was feeling pretty upset due to school when I saw the email note. Thanks for the comments! I've lengthened the first chapter, you might want to review it if you're still reading.

Kodoku: Thank you for the compliment, and no I didn't think otherwise. I like my disclaimer too (I'm shamelessly boasting here…) but this one isn't so good, is it…?

lunarwolvesshadow: Thank you! I'm continuing!

raitei: Thank you for the kind comments! No, I don't mind you asking questions, and of course, I won't desert the other characters. Though I love Isaac, I don't show favourtism (I hope) and the others will be Creature Changers. Some appear in this chapter. As for the parings… I will probably be writing my usual ones. However, I'm still torn between mudshipping and valeshipping. As I haven't plotted the story yet, I'll probably flow along until a suitable point and throw in some minor fluff probably. If I do choose mudshipping, valeshipping will be in. I'll see how it goes. If you have a particular pairing in mind, don't hesitate to say it. As well as give a good reason. If enough reviewers give me appropriate reasons, there's no reason why I shouldn't change my pairings. Just don't give a 'because they're made for each other reason, because I certainly shan't listen. (I know you won't though; I have a feeling you're not that sort)

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Chapter 2: Friends and… Freaks? Weird People?

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"Identity confirmed. Please collect identity crystal from the General Office, and keep it with you at all times in the school. You will only be permitted to enter if you have the crystal," the metallic voice continued. "Proceed."

The gates swung open, and Isaac walked in, still startled. Several students who had been talking nearby turned and stared at him in interest as the metal gates closed behind him with a clang.

"He's looks too old to be a seventh year. But he's definitely new, he doesn't have the crystal," a blond girl remarked. "He's good looking too."

The girl beside her rolled her red eyes. Her long red hair had been pulled into a ponytail, and she wore the Crystal uniform for girls. She moved a pile of books onto the other hand and smiled at Isaac. "Hello. My name's Jenna. Do you need any help? You look pretty lost right now."

Slightly taken aback by her rather straightforward attitude, Isaac replied, "Uh, yeah. Can you tell me where the General Office is?"

Jenna pointed northeast, where a crowd of young students had already gathered. "Over there. Just follow the crowd and you won't get lost."

"Thanks," Isaac smiled and walked off towards the GO. Behind him, the three girls began to giggle again.

"Oh, by the way, what creature do you change into?" Jenna called. As Isaac walked off, he threw the reply over his shoulder.

"Dragon."

He failed to notice the silence left behind him.

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"All right, settle down, everyone!" the old man on stage barked. He frowned as the students in the hall refused to listen, chattering happily among themselves. Pushing his glasses up his nose, he yelled, "CREATURE CHANGERS, SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN BEFORE I FEED YOU TO THE CHANGER-HATERS!"

There was a gulp and silence filled the room immediately. The man smiled.

He had rather curly white hair that hung over his shoulders. He wore a sweater and long dark pants, covered by a long brown coat that made him look like a mixture of past and present.

"To those who are new, my name is Kraden Rebittha. I am the Vice-Principal, though I would prefer the title 'Master Kraden', and it is my duty to tell you about your duties in this school concerning rules. First and most important, no killing of fellow students, even if you can. No one has succeeded yet, but anyone caught attempting will get into Very Serious Trouble. Three tries will end up in quarantine at home. If the rule is broken again, that is to say, you 'have not learnt your lesson', you will be expelled." Here the man cast a meaningful glance at several students, who gulped.

Master Kraden smirked evily in a very undignified way. "Handphones, diskmans and MP3 players will only be allowed during break, free periods and after school. As today is Orientation Day, we have decided to bend this rule just once." A cheer rose from the listening audience. "HOWEVER," Kraden continued, commanding silence again, "if we catch sight of any illegal stuff in the classroom, they will be confiscated. Which means, no return. Food is allowed, if they do not disrupt the class, and no littering is allowed anywhere. If caught, student will be made to clean entire school alone."

As the seventh years and newcomers gulped at the harsh penalties, a few murmurs rose from the box where the teachers were seated. Kraden smiled and turned back to the microphone. "Lastly, do not attack teachers or you will get it. If they are not Changers and cannot counter your attacks, you will be in trouble for attacking a defenseless person.. If they are Changers, you will be in even bigger trouble. That covers all the important rules. The rest can be found in the Student Handbook that your teachers will give you. Any questions?"

His eyes scanned the hall watchfully before he spoke again. "Now, for the usual opening speech. Let me hand the mike over to Mr Sepians Unus, our principal."

There was a ragged round of applause as a man with pale grey hair stepped up onto the stage beside Kraden. Though he looked young, without a single wrinkle, there was a look in his light emerald eyes that appeared extremely wise and commanded respect from most people. As the principal looked around the hall, eerily seeming to notice every single thing, the applause died.

The students did not know much about their head. Not even the staff members talked to him much, including Kraden. He rarely appeared, except on special occasions. As a result, some people thought him eccentric. But he had displayed amazing powers long ago, powers that no other Changer had. The older students of the school were awed, and they had told their juniors. Who disbelieved them. Having forseen the future before, he was also said to be a psychic. Most non-changers called it crap.

"Welcome to a new year at Crystal School for Creature Changers," he said in a deep, clear voice. "New students, all of us here welcome you warmly, and we hope you will enjoy your time here. Older students, welcome back. We hope you will continue to have a good time here. As I always say, 'Happiness lies where your sense does'. So far it hasn't applied to me yet, but I hope it will soon."

The principal paused and smiled. Up till then, his face had been void of emotions and expressions, and nothing could be read from it. The smile, though sincere, looked out of place, as if it was rare and appeared only a few times.

"I wish all of you good luck, and all the best in whatever you do. May the gods be with you." He stretched his hands out on either side of him, then brought them together in front of him and bowed.

The students, excluding newcomers, rose and performed similar bows. "And you," they murmured.

Kraden reached for the microphone again.

"New students, your timetables will be posted on the noticeboard outside the GO. Copy them down before you leave today. The classroom you are supposed to go to is written on the timetable as well. The column marked with a crystal shard will be the Form Classroom of the class, that is to say, the teacher in charge of that room is the Form Teacher. The lockers outside every classroom is reserved for the use of the students in that class only. Form Teachers will assign lockers. Older students, your timetables have already been sent to you in the holidays. For this year's orientation, we will be splitting you into groups. Your identity , crystals will shine either red, blue, green, yellow, orange, pink, purple or black when you say 'Group colour'. That will determine which group you belong to."

Curious chatters broke out as several calls of 'Group colour!' rang out. Students were trying out the new function of their identity crystals.

"After being split into colours, you will be further split by the teachers in charge. Black, stay here. Blue, gather in the canteen. Yellow, in the library. Orange, gather on the overhead bridge. Pink, the courtyard. Purple, the Performing Arts room. Red, the auditorium. Please gather at the respective places in fifteen minutes' time," Kraden shouted over the din. "Dismissed!"

Loud, noisy chatters filled the hall as the students filed out in large groups.

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"Blue? Blue… blue in the canteen!" Isaac peered at his light, translucent crystal as it shone softly.

The problem: where was the canteen located. Feeling extremely small, Isaac looked around at the masses of students moving off left and right.

"Oh YEAH! I'm in blue!" he heard a loud happy voice shout. Turning, he noticed another red haired student.

This one was large and friendly looking, with a wide and smiley grin on his face. He looked about the same age as Isaac, but taller. His height was further enhanced by his lava coloured hair, which stood straight up as if it had been gelled. Shouting to someone hidden by the crowds, he began to head off.

"Excuse me, excuse me. I have to get to the canteen!" he bawled, pushing other annoyed students off.

Making up his mind quickly, Isaac began to trail the student. He did not notice anyone shadowing him, but continued walking, whistling happily.

New as he was, Isaac knew there was something wrong when he found himself back in the hall. Hesitantly he tapped his 'guide' on the shoulder.

"Eh? Hello there! Whaddaya want?" he asked.

"Uh, you said you were going to the canteen? But you're back at the hall!" Isaac said as politely as he could.

"Eh?" the redhead glanced about him. "Oh yeah, I am!"

Isaac sweatdropped and smacked his forehead. The other student grinned sheepishly.

"Heh… I always get lost easily… sorry about that!" he said, still grinning.

A nearby student rolled his gold eyes. He had strange blue hair that he wore long over a large bandanna. Isaac immediately thought it was dyed.

"Garet, you'll get lost in your own house," he said, shaking his head. "If you can't remember where the canteen is, at least don't make a seventh year get lost with you!"

Isaac felt rather indignant. Did he look that young? "I'm starting at ninth this year."

"Oh, you are? Sorry about that. Anyway, the canteen's over there. See that blue door? All blue doors you see in this school leads to the canteen," the blue haired man said. "You two had better get going, orientation is about to start. Say hi to Felix for me, Garet!"

"Right!" Garet waved. One arm grabbed Isaac by the waist, and he began heading for the blue door.

"W-wait! Who was that? Who's Felix? Where're you taking me?" Isaac cried. He was beginning to feel extremely confused. The fact that Garet was carrying him with only one arm terrified him even more. This strength is inhuman!

"That was Piers. Felix is Piers' friend. I'm taking you to the canteen. Aren't you in Blue group?" Garet asked cheerfully as he reached for the door.

"Yes I am but…"

Garet threw open the blue door. All eyes turned to the two. Isaac felt himself turning red.

"You're late," a voice snapped.

Isaac glanced at the speaker and gasped.

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A cliffhanger… I am evil….