Golden Sun: The Funeral
By: Black Demon567
Author's Note: Just like it says. A funeral. A tragedy. And something I hate...
Time-zone: Pre-TLA or before The Lost Age took place, or the idea of The Lost Age hitting the GBA came to view. (Bear with me on the details of everything, still a bit sketchy)
Disclaimer: I do not own Golden Sun, or anything that is in relations to it.
It just... wasn't fair.
Nothing was ever fair now...
Isaac lifted his head up. His trademark spikey hair dripped down as if it were depressed, much like the man's expression.
We do so much for the world... and now it's come to this...
"Isaac, it's almost time." A voice could be heard on the other side of the doorway. It was the voice of a gentle woman, Mia. After a few moments of silence, she knocked on the door. "Isaac?"
"...I'll be down there in a second."
It's all because we left... it's all because of it...
He stood up and dusted off his suit. How long had he been sitting down? He looked at the rumpled mattress of his bed. Besides the wrinkles of where he had sat down, the bed looked untouched.
...If only...
Isaac took one last look at the room. It was his parent's bedroom, which had a queen-sized bed, white wallpaper, a few paintings, and a bookcase next to the dresser.
I've lost my father... and now this...?
He placed his hand on his face as he looked in mourning at the bed. She had once slept peacefully there... now, no more.
He couldn't bear it anymore so he took a deep breath and walked out of the bedroom where he stopped. Looking down at the floor, he took another deep breath.
"Isaac, it's time." The voice echoed from downstairs in the kitchen. Isaac merely nodded to himself as he walked down to see Garet and Jenna, a happy couple with a child of the age of two. Garet was dressed in a dark blue suit and Jenna in a black dress.
"I'm sorry my friend." Garet said as he walked over and gave Isaac a friendly embrace. Isaac only nodded.
"I know... thanks."
"Daddy?" Isaac's ear flinched as he turned to see his child, a boy with the same color hair as him and of the age of not only seven look at him curiously.
"Yes, son?"
"Where's Grandma...?" Isaac gave a weak smile.
"She's somewhere special. Come, where is your mother?"
"I'm right here, Isaac." Mia walked in holding her second child, a girl, who had blue eyes the same of Isaac, but the cerulean hair of Mia.
"Well then, is this all?" Isaac asked Jenna.
"Yes. Everyone else will meet us there." Isaac nodded and took his son by the hand as they strolled quietly out of their house.
"Isaac." Ivan said as the two couples were entering the town square. "I apologize my friend for your loss."
"Thank you Ivan."
"Sheba also apologizes that she could not attend, but she is needed in Lalivero."
"I see. Tell her I thank her."
"I will." Ivan then took a step back to allow a tall brunette step in.
"Isaac, more then anything I know how you feel." Felix told him. "I'm sorry, this is all my-"
"No, it is not. Don't blame yourself Felix." Isaac sighed. "I know you did not want to do what you did."
"I...you're right." Felix gave a small and rare smile and stood back allowing the many others to give their condolences to Isaac.
Sooner or later the Great Healer said his own and took the stand.
"If everyone may settle down." The Great Healer said and the entire group quieted at his voice. "Thank you." He coughed once, then again to clear his voice. "We thank you all for attending Dora of Vale's funeral."
A few bowed their head in silence.
Mother...
"What words, may I say about Dora?" The Great Healer asked. "Well, I do know very well that no one could ever hate this woman she was so pure of heart. She was a hardworking wife and mother, always trying to help."
Many nodded.
"She was a wonderful person to have in company, and she will be missed. Dora, our prayers are with you as you enter into another realm where you are much needed for your wisdom and kindness." The Great Healer walked over to the casket of Dora and bowed, walked to Isaac and shook his hand.
...I miss you so much mother...
The Venus adept walked to where the healer once stood.
"As said before, thank you for coming." He gave a forced smile. "My mother is most likely smiling at the outcome of this funeral, so many people have showed up, I know she's very happy with this." He started to feel a lump in his throat.
"This just goes to show just how many people she's touched." He sighed. "And on her behalf, I thank you all." He bowed once to the crowd, and then to the casket. Garet, Felix, and Ivan stood up and got on each side of the casket as Isaac took his place. They then picked it up and took it to the cemetery. While walking they were followed by many who were filled with tears.
Mia found it especially hard since Dora had always treated her like a daughter ever since they had returned, and when Isaac and her had decided to get married, Dora was completely with them.
She had died of the sickness she had obtained while Isaac was away on his adventure, and it had been eating at her ever since their return until finally, she died.
"Momma?"
"Yes...honey?"
"Is Grandma in that box?"
"In body she is, but in spirit... well, her spirit is gone."
"So... she's dead?"
"She isn't dead dear." She said wiping a tear from her eye carefully holding her baby child. "She lives in our hearts."
"Oh..."
When they had finally reached their destination, they placed the casket down in the ground. Everyone began to place a flower down upon the casket until there were many different varieties of flowers. They then left until it was just Isaac and his family.
I can't...
"Isaac?" Mia asked. "Isaac?"
Mom...mother... please, don't leave me...
Mia let out a small gasp as she looked at the man that showed no emotion ever but smiles and happiness, as he let out a single sad tear. He wiped it and looked at his wife.
"Come now Mia, son, and my little child. Let's go home." He smiled as he picked up his son. "Iwant you guys to know Ilove you all."
"We love you too daddy." His son said with a giggle and he hugged his father.
Good bye mother...
My son... this is not good bye, for I will always be with you Isaac... always...
Author's Note: I didn't feel like giving any child a name. I apologize for the pairings, but I needed to use them and they're basically my loved pairings.
Dedication: To my grandmother, who passed away a few days ago. This is in her honor.
I know this story sucked since it was small... but I had to get it out. So I did, by writing. I hope you enjoyed it. Constructive criticism is appreciated my friends.
Sayonara, for now.