Wow. It's been a while, hasn't it? scratches cheek I haven't fallen out of love with GS – it's still such an amazing game but I've been busy XD Really busy. But I'll be trying to make a comeback with this story (while I figure out where my other stories were going).

Warnings: Shounen-ai and bad language – don't like either XD how are you going to live in this world?

Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun or the characters…but since Camelot's not doing anything with them…I should just go there and buy them XD

Note: It's from Ivan's pov…if there's any typos and whatnot…I apologize XD I just don't feel like reading over it myself.

Read and review please!

This is the way…


The last words you said to me have been running through my mind for the past few months, ruling my life and controlling my actions. My thoughts are no longer my own but a cruel copy of yours, just the way you would have wanted, just the way you have been trying to change me ever since we first met.

I was lost and alone at that time. No one wanted me because of my powers, they were afraid of me because I was different and the fact that I had difficulty controlling those powers did little more than make matters worse. I ran away from my foster family – they were too kind to me, keeping me even though I knew they were scared, scared of me and scared for themselves. What would happen to the family supporting the town freak? Because they had taken care of me for so long and had asked for nothing in return, I thought the only thing I could do, the only right thing for me to do was to run away. And so I did. I was only seven-years-old at the time and had little idea how to survive in a big city on my own and the random peaks in my power left me weak and defenseless. I figured it was only a matter of time before someone found me and…

You'd be surprised how cruel people can be – even to children – when they are frightened of something. You lose control of your body and your mind. Fear clouds your judgment and you don't care what you do so long as the thing you're afraid of disappears. Regardless.

I'll never forget that day for as long as I live, no matter how hard I try to put it behind me where it belongs. It was raining that day, though it was the middle of spring so it rained a lot. I was sick so my powers were acting up more than usual. I was hiding in a deserted alleyway but only a few hours had passed before a local gang came across me.

"Look what we have here, boys…the town freak." The leader sneers at me as he stands in front of his gang. I shiver in the cold, lifting my eyes up to them for a moment before looking away. "Now, now…are you too good to look at us?"

"What should we do with him?"

"Do with him? I was thinking something where we could all have a little fun with him. If you get past the fact that he is a freak, he is pretty." The man grasps my chin and forces me to look up at him, "Strange eyes…a really dark blue or…violet?"

I break out of his grip and glare up at him, trying to get up but sinking back to the ground with a groan. The leader smirks at me, folding his arms across his chest and looking back at his gang, "Looks like he's got some fight in him. We'll just have to take care of it." I press my back against the filthy wall of building behind me and close my eyes against the disgusting sight before me.

The sounds reaching my ear are muffled by my own mind screaming out in terror. I was only seven at the time but I knew…I knew better than anyone else the sins of man. Just as I feel a feverish touch against my skin, the sound of new footsteps reach me and they draw back. "Who the hell are you?"

"I don't think that that is going to be very important in a few moments." The man's voice is smooth and intelligent – like a refined scholar. I open my eyes and see him standing near the entrance to the alleyway, long light blue hair drawn back in a loose braid resting on his shoulder. He smiles softly at them, "I don't like to use violence to make a point but that seems to be the only way people like you will ever learn to understand people like us."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm calling you stupid." The leader grits his teeth, balling his hands into fists and making a harsh motion towards the man.

"Get him!" They charged forward recklessly but the man steps back on his left foot and lifts his hand, making a quick motion with his fingers. I catch something strange wrapping around his wrist but it's gone as a jet of water flies from the tip of his finger, expanding and taking out the members of the gang running at him, leaving the leader the only one standing.

"Wha-what are you?" The man flexed his hand before dropping his arm back to his side.

"I am superior to you in every way." He glances at me before looking back to the gang leader, "Besides, don't you think that you're a little too old to be picking on little boys?" The leader points back at me.

"This guy is the town freak! No one cares about him!"

The man glances at me again, "Well, even if that were true, that's all about to change." He takes a step forward, "I will give you a chance to run away now and I suggest that you take it if you do not want to spend a few weeks in the hospital." He looked as if he was going to try to attack the man but something stopped him. He spat on the ground and ran out of the alley.

I watched the man, shivering in the rain and wrapping my arms around myself, trying my best to stop the tremors. He steps towards me but stops just far enough to give me my space. "Were you just going to let those boys do whatever they wanted to you?" I draw my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them and hiding my face from him. "You know that my powers are similar to your own, there's nothing to hide from me. You could have at least fought back."

"What's the point? If I could even control my powers…more people would come and they'll just keep coming." I shake my head, "I'm tired. I don't want to keep running if I don't have to…if this all could end with my death, then all the better. No one wants me, it's just like that guy said." I lift my head and to my great surprise, find his handsome face twisted in anger. He raises his hand and slaps me across the cheek.

"I don't want to hear you say that! There's someone you're important to in this world – even if you don't know it, even if you haven't met them yet or can't remember them. You're here for a reason and if you can't see that, you just haven't been around the right people." He holds out his hand to me, "I'm here to help you, Ivan."

"How do you know my name?"

"We've been waiting for you."


I'm already writing the next chapter. The thing that's been holding me back was this odd horror story I've been working on. It's taken me a year almost and it's come down to two books XD But it's a lot of fun…sort of Resident Evil meets…shounen-ai. I've changed the character names so much it's insane. And I've gotten in Flyff – this cute little MMORPG XD the name's Ayuma if you play – look me up. I'll be the one shouting "Will yaoi for penya"