Summary: Isaac and Garet, after being forced into the journey to save the world from Alchemy's release, stumble upon an unexpected guest after leaving Vale…wait, is that Isaac? [Rated T for language and violence] GSDDxGS

Let's see how this randomness will go. :D

Disclaiming: I don't own Golden Sun. If I did, I'd have GS1 and TLA remade for 3DS with remade graphics, remade songs from its GBA soundfonts, and extras. They'd sell as a bundle and you can transfer your completed GSDD file over to unlock secrets, such as *insert spoiler here*. But, the world doesn't work that way…

Enjoy this.


Dropping In

Chapter 1


It was a brilliant day as every other day in Weyard. The sun brought many good cheer, but this particular day, two teenagers had been walking along the road, having headed outside a nearby village that was perched upon a hillside several days ago. They had been stopped by a strange brown creature that forced itself into its company not long ago, and they were off again, with one of them holding a parchment—which was revealed to be a map of the land. The brown creature would sometimes sit upon one of the teenager's heads like some parrot or a pet, whichever came first.

"So, we should make a stop in Vault and restock any items we need." The teen with the map said. He was around five foot six, having untamed blond locks of hair sitting on his head. Many spikes stayed in place unnaturally. He had fair complexion of skin and pale-blue eyes. His attire consisted of a blue tunic, a tone darker of aforesaid color that was his pants, a red breastplate that was decorated with gold assortments upon it. It laced around his backside comfortably, and a scabbard was fastened across his back with a sword in it. He wore full brown leather gloves, brown boots to match and a long, slender orange-yellow scarf around his neck for comfort. "It'll take us at least three hours of walking to make it to Vault, after all, if we start now." His bluish eyes set themselves upon his taller companion, who groaned.

"I guess…" he said, pouting. "I'm still mad they didn't even give us any direction!" This teenager had a fiery attitude, but definitely carefree as well. He was five foot ten, towering his friend a little, due to his also unnaturally spiky hair, which stuck up in the air like a broom. It was shaded in auburn and his eyes matched them, although they had a tint of brown to them. His skin complexion was also fair, but a tone darker than the spiky-blond's. He wore a large, orange-brown shirt that looked oversized but wasn't—in actuality, it was just a tunic. It had a strange green pattern threaded in the center of this cotton-brand top. The pants he wore were a medium-toned blue color, his boots and full gloves being the same, leather brown as his friend's.

"Don't worry about it, Garet. Maybe they…didn't know what we should be doing. I mean, it's not like they've had to go on this sort of journey before." The blond said, folding the map and putting it in his bag.

Garet 'hmphed' and crossed his arms. "Still. They didn't even guide us to Vault in the very least. Now we have to track down Felix's group and stuff on our own, Isaac."

"Then, let's hurry on so we can get to Vault and see if they've seen Felix's group pass through." Isaac pointed out.

"All right then. There's no use complaining about what's happened. Let's go!" The red-head teen put on a smile, marching forward. Isaac sighed and chuckled to himself.

"Um, Garet?"

"Yeah, Isaac?"

"Vault is that way." He pointed, directing his childhood friend in the right path.

"Oh…" Garet sweatdropped comically, feeling embarrassed and switched his direction quickly. "I…I knew that."

Isaac shook his head and followed his eager companion. The two walked along the dirt road, side by side and in light silence. It was disturbed by two Big Mushrooms appearing out of nowhere, though! Garet and Isaac took out their swords and prepared themselves for this fight, which would be ridiculously easy. They spread apart as the Big Mushrooms followed their every movement. One of them attacked Garet, but the burly teenager dodged, quickly cutting it down with a critical attack of his light blade. Isaac rolled out of the way when the other Big Mushroom lunged itself at him, and he quickly assumed Flint's power into his sword and hacked away. The second monster was felled easily after that. "Huh, not so tough now that we're stronger." The Fire Adept huffed, sheathing his sword.

"Yeah, but we shouldn't underestimate any monster while out here." Isaac added, also depositing his sword into its sheath. "I figure it'll be like this the entire journey. Monsters coming out of nowhere and attacking us."

"Ugh." Garet groaned again.

"Come along, Garet. We've got to head to Vault."

"Coming, coming."

The teens continue back on track, making conversation about their youth, Jenna, and everyone back home. The topic of Isaac's mother, Dora, popped in, though Garet assured his friend his mother was fine. A good hour or so passed, the sun shifted very slightly in the sky, and the two stopped briefly for a rest. They took out their water canteens and drank some water from them. "Man, how much longer until we reach Vault again…?" Garet complained, yet again. He was obviously tired of walking. Isaac looked up into the sky, watching the sun, and then looking at his shadow as he stayed motionless for a good minute.

"Well, we have about an hour and a half left of the way." The Earth Adept told his friend, pulling out the map once more to mark their location. "Actually, we should make it there within ten minutes if we're lucky and don't run into constant monster battles."

"Oh, good. I'm getting tired of walking."

"Walking is good exercise, you know."

"Yeah, but this walking is annoying and boring."

"You'll live, Garet. We'll leave again after five more minutes." Isaac rolled up the map again and stuffed it back into his bag once more. A couple more groans and complaints from Garet later and they eventually set out again. In the ten minutes they traveled on the dirt road, avoiding monsters as well, the village town of Vault was just ahead. Some people were going through the village's gate, a sign of life for the two teenagers. "Finally!" The Fire Adept jeered in delight. "Somewhere we can actually lie in soft beds and eat good food!" Isaac half chuckled, watching his enthusiastic friend hurry over towards the town. The blond followed him, but suddenly tripped!

"Oof!" Isaac grunted as he tumbled down, almost face flat. Thankfully, he caught himself before his face met the ground. "What in the…?"

"Hey, Isaac! Are you okay?" Garet asked as he rushed towards his friend. "You tripped and I got worried."

"I'm fine." The Earth Adept said as he was helped up. "But what exactly did I trip over?"

"I'm not sure—whoa."

"Huh?"

The two turn around to see what Isaac had tripped over and noticed it was a body upon the ground. They instantly shuddered it was a dead body at first, but Isaac could sense a familiarity in this person, watching how lightly their chest rose. They weren't dead; this person was sleeping, or worse, unconscious. "Garet, this guy isn't dead, calm down." Isaac told him, carefully approaching the fainted person's body. He examined the man further—who actually turned out to be a teenager like them, noticing there were cuts and bruises along his face, and the awkward position he was in hinted he had been struck in the head and legs. Isaac narrowed his eyes, almost scowling. "He's hurt. Someone must have struck him and ran." He announced.

"That's awful!" Garet snapped in worry. "Can't you heal him, Isaac?"

"Yeah, I can. But he'll need to be brought to the village to fully recover though. There could be a priest there that can tend to his wounds properly." The blond said as he waved his hand over the other teen's body. A golden light emitted from the palm of his hand and with a voiced "Cure," the energy flowed from Isaac's hand and onto the wounds. The blond knew he wasn't a skilled healer, but his healing spells would come in handy for him and Garet along their journey. The injuries the young male had sustained cleared up and his once hoarse, labored breathing rested into a steady pace. A sigh of relief escaped the Adepts' mouths.

"At least he's alive, thank goodness." Garet said as he stepped forward.

"Yeah." Isaac agreed, watching the unconscious teen on the ground. That odd sense of familiarity struck him again, but he shook it off.

"…Hey Isaac?"

"Yes Garet?"

"…Do you have a brother or something? This guys looks just like you."

The spiky-blond flushed slightly though shook his head. "No. I'm an only child, Garet. You know that."

"Yeah, but…he looks an awful lot like you. Maybe he's your cousin from Kyle's side?"

"I wouldn't know that. Mom and Dad never spoke about any relatives to me when I was growing up so I never assumed I had other family members." The two friends stare at the lying form of the other teen and frown. Who was this guy? Why does he bear an uncanny resemblance to Isaac? Whatever the reason, Isaac assumed this guy may be someone from his family. He could see some form of resemblances, so why not? It was tricky though, knowing a stranger was related to you and you had no idea. "Before we assume he and I are related by any strange means, we should carry him to Vault with us. We can't leave him here."

"Yeah, let's do—"

"Ugh…" The Vale-natives paused and jumped a bit when they heard a groan from the other teenager Isaac-lookalike. A hand went to his head as he sat up, the leaves and grass that had been in his hair falling out when he did. He had fair skin complexion, the very same shade as Isaac's, his hair was spiky, if not spikier than Isaac's, and a shade darker than aforementioned Adept. It swept more to the right while Isaac's had gone leftmost, though parts of his stuck out rightwards. He had on a dark red, long sleeve shirt topped with a blue, short sleeve jacket that ended at chest length and exposed the red shirt underneath. The full leather gloves he wore were brown as well, though had gold bands around the wrists. His pants were a darker tone of navy blue and he wore a shade of auburn brown boots on his feet. He had a sheath strapped to his back, with a sword in it—but what caught the boys' attention most was the mysterious teen's orange-yellow scarf draped around his neck!

Isaac and Garet shared glances with one another, eyes wide, then looked down at Isaac's own scarf. What the?

"Wow Isaac, I didn't know there was another scarf like yours out there! It must be some popular fashion trend or something."

"Garet…my scarf was made in Vale. No one else has this kind of scarf." Isaac emphasized the words 'no one' deeply.

"Well, apparently someone does." Garet shot back.

"…Isaac? M-my father?" They heard the other teen mumble under his breath. His voice sounded so close to Isaac's own, it startled the Earth Adept. They turned to him, noticing shades of pale-blue eyes were staring at them. So, this guy had the same eye color as Isaac? Or, close to it? What in the world was going on?! The clueless teen stared at them some more, roving over their images and formatting them into his memory. One of them was called Isaac, he remembered that name well. When he examined further and noted Isaac's scarf, he gaped in terror and disbelief. "Your…name is Isaac?" the other blond teen asked, uncertainty clinging to his voice.

"…Uh, yes it is." Isaac replied, "Who's your dad?" This made the other teen flinch visibly.

"…What's wrong?" Garet wondered, baffled.

"No…It can't be…" the boy said his bottom lip quivering as he looked down in his hands. "Th-that must mean…you're…Garet." His eyes met the brown confused ones of aforesaid teenager, who was gaping at him.

"W-wait, how do you know my name? I-I never told you!"

If this is Isaac and Garet, then…that means I…? No, can't be, but what if? What if I'm…I'm thirty years in the past! This is my father and Uncle Garet in the past. What do I tell them? How'd I get here anyway? They'll be suspicious if I start pointing out things they do or rather used to do. Come on, think of something. The other boy thought, trying to quell his inner discovery. "I…uh…heard it when you were…talking earlier." He half lied, hoping Garet would buy it. The Fire Adept did and he seemed to ponder.

"Oh… W-well I guess that makes sense. We were kind of talking too loud."

Whew, that went well. The mysterious teenager sighed to himself. "…Where am I?"

"You're outside the village of Vault," Isaac replied again, sitting up. "Garet and I were on our way there to rest up and restock. We just left Vale a few days ago." He offered a hand to help the other teen up; he accepted and was helped up to his feet. Both felt that strange oddity of familiarity with each other, though the Earth Adept of Vale couldn't figure out why it was. But the other could and knew why. There was no mistaking it; this teenager was his father of the past. "Huh, that was strange…" Isaac said softly, staring at the other teen before running a hand through his untamed locks.

"Y-yeah." The other blond responded half shyly.

"Wait, you felt that?"

"Kind of."

"He felt what?" Garet inquired, staring at them. Isaac turned to him, baffled for words.

"I—when I helped him up, I felt this strange jitter in my mind that I…well, it was strange, and he felt it, too."

"So it was something that messed with your Psynergy?" The redhead asked again, curious, looking at the other teenager as Isaac nodded. "So, that means he must be an Adept!"

Of course I am, Uncle Garet. But, I can't let them know too much… It would destroy the timeline I was born in and then I wouldn't exist. I think? Just play along… "Uh…what is an Adept?"

"You don't know what an Adept is!?" Garet nearly shouted, surprised.

"…No." The teenager answered again, baiting into his own lie. "I…I've used strange powers when I was…growing up, but I never knew what they were called."

Isaac and Garet exchanged glances with one another and seemingly approved with something that was said. They both rounded on the younger-aged teenager and smiled. "I guess where we come from, it's very common talk. People who can use strange powers are called Adepts. The power they use is called Psynergy." Isaac explained. "I guess there are others out there that don't come from our village by default then."

I'm aware, Dad. You taught me this yourself. "Oh… So, that's what it's called."

"Yeah!" Garet grinned. "So, if you're an Adept, and you can use Psynergy, what's your element?"

The teenager blinked curiously at the redhead, though it was more of an act with them, for now of course. "Uh, I think it's…earth. I'm good with making the ground do what I want."

"Ah, then you're an Earth Adept like Isaac!" chirped Garet brightly. "So, what's your name?"

Without thinking or putting much thought in, the teen responded with, "Matthew," simply. Just as he said that, his eyes widened again and snapped his head in Isaac's direction. The other blond-haired teenager was gaping at Matthew as if he had grown five heads and three tails. Uh-oh. That wasn't the reaction Matthew was counting on. Oh damn. I just ruined it for myself. How could I forget like that? If Dad suddenly remembers my name from his future self, then things will become—

"Matthew? You…you said your name was Matthew?" Isaac repeated, shuddering. Hesitantly, Matthew nodded though was berating himself mentally. Isaac closed his eyes as he put a hand to his forehead, shaking his head. "No way…" The Valean teen mumbled though each letter of his surprised tone was heard by the other Earth Adept. Garet, still confused, looked at Matthew then to Isaac and scratched his head. "What's going on? What're you two gaping and trembling like that for?"

Pairs of pale-blue eyes were glancing the Fire Adept's way and he backed up a little. "W-whoa, don't hit me for that." Garet stammered. His friend shook out of his trance and smiled.

"Sorry. I just… I felt I knew that name from somewhere." Isaac admitted. "But, I don't ever recall it ever being said strangely enough." But Matthew was not convinced entirely. Surely, just the mentioning of his full name was scarring the timeline in some way, he thought he could literally feel it. This was bad, and the teen needed to figure out how to get back to his time period before he screwed up his parents'. Speaking of, where was his mother? Where had Jenna gone? Before he could ask, Garet thumbed the way to Vault.

"Hey, sorry to bother but are you coming?"

"H-huh?" Matthew babbled out.

"Isaac and I are going ahead to Vault. Want to come along?"

Matthew stayed rooted in place, no pun intended. Should he go along with his father and uncle of the past? There was one thing he didn't know and that was the world of Weyard thirty years before his birth. He didn't know where everything was before the world expanded and the continents shifted. Okay, Matt, calm down. You're only going with them for now, just to Vault. I can get some information and a map of the world from there, and then start figuring out how to get to my own time period. He thought to himself again, trying to reassure the situation in-mind. However, he felt every second spent with them was destroying the timeline. Still, it wasn't going to be for long that he'd stay in their company, right? Right! "Uh, hello earth to Matthew!" Garet waved his hand in the teen's face, trying to make him snap to.

"…Funny pun, Unc—Garet." Matthew chuckled as he caught himself from slipping up. "Yeah, I may as well go with you two. I don't know where I'm going, really. I got lost." Not entirely a lie, it was the truth after all. "I could buy a map and everything for my…way home and all."

"Oh, okay then. Well, I know it was a shaky start," Garet said as he, Isaac and Matthew began their way towards Vault. "But my name's Garet. I'm a Fire Adept!"

"I'm Isaac, and an Earth Adept, much like you." The first blond swordsman grinned after. Matthew nodded, but already knew who they were before they told him. Oh, this was going to be a long day…

How'd I get dropped into this…? Matthew questioned himself, wondering to every god or deity that existed why he was put here, in this particular time period were if he did one little thing, his existence would have screwed up. That was absolutely perfect. Perfect indeed. He scowled sarcastically. How would he get out of this one?


Lol poor Matt! I love torturing him! Also, I know Garet's not Matt's real uncle, but it's more of a title for him than calling him "Mr. Garet."

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Edited: 11/2/2014