Children of Brimmir

by Balthwin

Time have passed in the world of the twelves and yet Yugo remain barely affected by it. His body seemingly just entering his 16 while his mind is far older. But even then, there is something else that remain as ever, Yugo is a hero and an adventurer. And when a pleading reach from beyond a Portal, so different, yet so Familiar, there is only one kind of Path to follow.

1. Prologue: The King beyond the Star

Children of Brimmir

*Author's Corner*

I Have no claim to own neither Wakfu or Zero no Tsukaima.

Well, it was quite a long time that I wanted to write a fanfiction myself and such, as a first...please be gentle ;p

More Seriously, I accept all criticism, but please avoid senseless flaming. Also, I don't have a Beta reader yet and don't really know what to do about it. Especially since English ain't my birth language and I am not immune to mistake.

Now concerning the Story, well, I sadly observed a cruel lack of Wakfu Crossover, and I have found some idea that promise to be interesting.

Now, on the side of Yugo, I have chosen to place the event far after the end of the Special Episode. So obviously Spoiler. And for those of you interested in the material used, i'll base myself on the first two season, the Special episode and the Manga. As for the why choosing a future Yugo, I have three main reason:

1: I Like how in the Special they begin to realise what the longevity of the Eliatrope truly entail. It kind of baffle me how they originally shrug the fact that he is basically a near eternal being from far beyond their world, with the ability to reincarnate as long as his Dofus ain't destroy. I just merely wished to bring that point to its logical conclusion.

2: It lets me give him access to some of his adult Skill. He will not be at the level of a full adult, because so far we don't know about how they fight that well. The only exemple is Quilby, but since he was using the Eliacube, he was somewhat buff by an unknown margin. Neither will he be at the level he had with all the Dofus. Not Even the Elves could do anything to him in this state, he teleporte a whole moutain into space and then send it crashing into the equivalent of hell for heaven's sake. But he will be able to use what was shown in the series a little better, as well as some skill from the final of the second season.

3: Let's be honest, it's more convenient to me :D

If you ask about pairing, I currently have no idea. I just know it won't be Louise, or not as she is in the serie at least. She is not that good a character inside of it (and I speak nicely here). And since I will avoid unjustified OOC, that only left what Character developpement I can create for her. So the romance road isn't probably the one I will follow with her.

So, with that said, onward with the show.

*Author's corner Closed*

Prologue: The King beyond the star

The city of Bonta was brimming with activity. Merchant importing goods from the rising kingdom of Sufokia. Restaurant exhaling scent of diverse food. The usual adventurer party forming in the hope of treasure and gold.

Somehow a pretty common day for the great city. Except for one big alley, where people were massing and observing.

The reason … was a fight.

Now usually people wouldn't mass themselves toward a fight. Because for starter, fight were pretty common in the land of the twelve, or some would say in any close proximity with a Iop. And second, well... people generally want to avoid being sucked into one, except once again for the Iop, there was even a secondary brawl going on, to know who would join the battle. At the dam of everybody a little too close...or with any form of valid hearing, Gods were they loud.

Well, in summary people should have been running away, not toward.

However, it wasn't so much the fighting that people were interested in, but Who was fighting.

It all begins really small. A few member of the Smiss family trying to rob some noble house, or in other word Thursday.

When in a rare row of bad luck. That is the official reason, and I will stick with it. No Smiss decided they were curious about some unknown defense mechanism and activated it just for "future reference".

PS: 10/10 would activate again.

So after this incredible bad luck, the guards begins running in.

I hear you there, a bunch of guard against the Smiss family would more often than not, end with good friends of the guards telling guards story while praising their honor and lowering their coffins. But it was not to be.

Why You ask ?

Because as the battle started and the guards bravely or stupidly, if you are into snark, launch their charge. Two blue blurs pass at a speed defying the human eye and impact the first Smiss. Thankfully a wall was there to stop his flight, avoiding him the painfull contact of the soil.

And Quickly what should have been a scream of terror turn to a cry cheer. Except for the Smiss, it was more on the line of painfull moaning. As the figure of two heroes stand in the light .

The first was a young man, seemingly sixteen, while a little small for his age or really small for his age for those who knew it. Wearing blue pants and an orange shirt. What was particularly noticeable however was his hat. Looking like a long blue hood with two spaces resembling cat ears, light brown hair sticking out over his face.

The Second figure was small...smaller, which was quite a feat already and was wearing a hooded dark blue bure, obscuring his face, only his nose stabbing out of the shadow. Said figure wielding a Hammer nearly as big as him.

"Yugo, seems like you'll have to postpone your journey a bit."

The voice of the smaller of the two was clearly amused. The now named Yugo, for those that didn't recognize him, let escape a sigh. Then began to laugh;

"Look like so Master Jorris. But that's what make us heroes. "

And in a flash of blue, the great hero Yugo and Master Jorris jump into battle.

* Scene Change*

A small girl with pink hair was coursing the hall of the academy with a slight expression of... discomfort. Yes discomfort a Noble doesn't know fear. Yup, no matter if she was currently pale like a ghost and her stomach was trying some strange dance.

Louise was not having a good day, nor a good week for that matter. And as far as concerned, she had serious doubt that thing would go better in the future. It's not that she was pessimistic, or that she just exploded a classroom. Again. She was just resigned in a way, that the universe hated her.

With the coming of the second year at the Tristain Academy of Magic, it was tradition that all young mage would summon a familiar. A being forever loyal to the mage, who would obey and serve him. That being would also indicate the element of the Mage.

Said ritual was tomorrow.

Obviously, such an important event in the life of a mage was to be met with joy and pride, a symbol of the power of the nobility, a representation of the gift the Founder made upon them with the creation of Magic. A wonderful moment baring one little fact.

Louise was all but happy. The Reason ? Well her comrade would be all too thankful to remind her every little second of her existence.

"My, My Louise the Zero. I wonder what kind of familiar you could possibly summon? If you could summon anything else than a explosion."

Speaking of the Devil, that comment was produced by none other than her grand Rival, Kirch Von Zerbst. She was Tall, Tan, with deep crimson hair and she had...feminine advantage.

An advantage that Louise was sadly deprived.

To make matters worse, her Family the Valliere and the Zerbst had an ancestral enmity. Not only were they two big and powerful Family on both sides of the Tristanian-Germanian border. Meaning their family were the first to enter the conflict whenever a war burst . But on a more personal level, the Zerbst had Stolen a Valliere Lover. And every historian know, war and cruelty thrive on this kind of scandal.

"Shut up you cow! I Will let you know that I will summon the greatest, most beautiful and Divine Familiar that will surpass all ."

The Boastful comment was not met with a laugh or a cutting remark, but with an Interested look from the Germanian.

"I Would like to see that." Was all Kirch said before turning and walking away. Louise was rather surprised usua- "If it survives the blast of course." Forget it nothing good can come from a Zerbst.

Still, as much as it pains her to even admit it, the cow was right. Her spell tends to be on the volatile side. All her spell, no matter their original goal or simplicity, always end up in explosion. And to her growing anxiety, she began to fear. Not concerning her boast, but the very fact that maybe, she could fail.

To Fail the summoning ritual, would be one of the worst thing that could happen to a noble. Not only would she be expelled from the Academy, but that would mean great Shame for her family. Louise could not prevent a shiver through her spine, wich, considering the size of said spine doesn't mean many things.

Should she fail, she would have to face her Mother and... she prefered not to think about it.

She would summon a Familiar that would be Powerful, Majestic, Divine. She had to.

The pinkette run toward her room, to read her books. For all her magical inadequacy she was great at studying and with a little luck... or miracle rather, she would find something, anything to bring her success.

* Scene Change*

A fist landed in the face of one poor thug, who then proceed to fly into a nearby fruit cart. Because, what is a fight without a little bit of destruction. A spar, nothing more.

Yugo Looked around him, most of the guards were fine and a group of eniripsa were making sure the other would at least survive. The Smiss on the other hand. They had seen better days. A few were still standing, but the outcome was obvious. Look like an epic fight worthy of story. A shame if someone were to miss it.

Yugo raised a finger and create two portals successively, sending the second through the first, causing a Laser to suddenly erupt. Shooting the gun out of the hand of one of the remaining thieves aiming at Joris. Said thief joined his friend in the land of dream when a hammer fall heavily on his head... Gonna leave a Mark.

Joris then made a quick sign to the guards. Who like a pack of wolf jump on the remaining rogue. Causing an amusing round of smoke and dust were fist and sword erupt from all side. Saind ball of violence who double in size when the last Iop standing join the melee.

"That shall take care of it." He then let escape a sigh with his raspy voice. "Gonna miss working with you Yugo."

Yugo look at his smaller friend with a sad smile. "Me too, Master Joris. But you know I have to do this."

Joris turns back toward his friend. "Please call me Joris. We have been protecting this world for more than 80 years, I guess you could simply call me by my name."

"Thanks Joris" And for a moment, the man appearing to barely reach toward his sixteen, let himself be reminded, how old his mind truly was.

*FlashBack*

Yugo remembered when this all starts, his research of his family, the battle with Nox. Meeting his friend and forming the brotherhood. After that it was like an adventure after the other. He believe it would last forever, in a way, he was right.

Thing start to change after the whole mess with Quilby. He was somekind of extrawordly being, eternaly reincarnating. Protector and king of a race whose world was destroyed and goddess was said disappeared. A brother to Dragonkind, born from the same Dofus as them. On the moment he didn't understand what it mean pretty well. He was even happy, his homeworld was destroyed but his people were alive, sealed in the Eliacube till the time to resurrect heir kingdom.

He began to realize the fine print of his situation later, during the event with Jiva, he first believes he was just having a late grow spurth. But has years passed his friend continue to grow, while he remained unchanged. As a firstborn Eliatrope, a creation of their goddess, he enjoyed a far longer life span than most. In fact he didn't even know if Eliatrope could die of old Age. But wath was sure is, Adulthood take far longer to come, heck when thinking about his size maybe that was the reason, it's not he was small. 12 year Old for an Eliatrope Primus was considered younger than the 12 year old for a human. He grow, like every living being just at a rate so slow it was hard to see on a year base scale.

Made all the more apparent during the story with Ogrest. How unfair, he considered all this. He looked barely older than Frelin and Elely the child of Evangeline and Sadlygrove.

It was still unfair in his eye, but he is just better at dealing with it. Or maybe he was just resigned, not willing to let his condition depress him.

There is however no world were being stuck in perpetual teenage year is fun, it had taken him a great deal of discipline to control his never ending hormonal reaction.

As time flows, his friends ended up passing away. They had a full life for sure, a life of adventure and heroism. But it was hard, especially when came the turn of a certain princess.

He loved her, and stand by her side till the very end.

He ended up moving on. But when he was alone, or asleep sometine a dream would lancine in his mind. Reopening old wound.

He wasn't alone mind you. Most of the Half God had quite the long life span. He had often come to the help of Frelin and Elely, out of the trouble they get into most of the time. If not all the time. Elely even now as an "adult" seem to be worst than his father if possible, draging his poor brother along the ride. Has well as both him, Chibi and Grougal. She made the initiative to call it "The New Brotherhood".

Speaking of Chibi and Grougal, he has taken care of them since Alibert passing, he was really close to them. since his own brother...he rather not dwell too much about it. The situation was complex. Thing were better between the two buuut, none of them would show any regret for what they did.

Remington still appears from time to time, even if he was more on the "management" of the Smiss Family.

He visited Ogrest and otomai once a year. Ogrest had gone on a quest to repair the damage he done through the century.

And Goultard...was Goultard. He would appear whenever he want, however he want. Kick some evildoer and then go back to were he was hiding... Probably using some Monster Lord as a footstoole, look like Yugo was the only one to ever feel sympathie for his enemies.

And he had memory, so many memories, so grand and vibrant. A full Haversack of it, legacy of Ruel. Containing his Shovel, golds and a life of memento.

After his friend passing, he and Chibi made a decision. It was time to find a land for the Eliatrope, and as their King it was time to assume the role. Sadly, thing were rather hard. He had let quite the impression on the world. And the idea of a whole civilization holding this kind of power, without speaking of the whole logistic nightmare of the sudden appearance of 10 000 Children...Well, that tend to cause a sudden cold feet even amongst his more harduous ally. That's when Joris as ambassador show how much his title of Master was deserved.

To change the opinion of a whole world was not possible, but an alternative was.

Together with him and Chibi, they found a compromise. And today was the day it was to show results. By showing his worth as a future King, by the side of Joris, he had reclaimed the Eliacube. If he was now able to find a land able to sustain him and his Kingdom, he would be autorized to call himself master of those lands.

Sure, it was nothing more than a glorified way to tell, "Take care of your own business", but to be able to keep the Eliacube without obstacle from the other lord, was in itself a boon.

And now he had a plan to meet with The new brotherhood in Emelka and start what amount to his Final journey as Yugo the adventurer and his first as King Yugo.

*End Flashback*

Yugo emerged from his reverie upon arriving at the border of Bonta.

"So this is goodbye I guess. Well, then good luck once and future king of the Eliatrope." The ambassador said with a smile.

" Eh eh. Thanks Ambassador of Bonta, great master Joris." Respond the young Eliatrope difficultly holding back a snicker.

Then the two burst into laughter. "You better come to my Kingdom Joris, I will show you the beef blanket, Alibert Style, Royal edition. "

"Now I couldn't simply miss that." And after Sharing a last hug the two friends followed their route.

*Scene Change*

The day of the summoning ritual was here. And Louise advance with all the grace and pride the Rule of Steel dictate. The Bags under her eyes were nothing but light plays of the sun, and not any sign of the horrible night she had.

The Fact she would go last was absolutely not stressful at all, her comrades would already all have obtained their familiar. And as such would be entirely focused on her.

Just Great.

The Pinket then just decided to Jinx herself a little more. "How could that be worse ?"

"I can't wait to see your supreme Familiar Louise." And just like a huge cosmic joke, the universe answer was to send the providencial Kirch.

Now that Louise had received the world response toward her challenge, she was able to saw a girl, smaller than her, to the point where the universe began to question "What's with this story and short people? Is it realized by a Dwarf?" Wich upon the writer would respond I'm not short, you are just tall.

Said Girl, realizing the great triumph of being smaller than Louise. And sporting short blue hair and glasses, was Tabitha.

The girl was a friend of Kirche. Not that she ever saw her actually speak, nor look up from her book. But she was always present near Kirche. So they must be friends, Right ?

Yes, her and Kirche were like night and day. But maybe deep down, they hold some kind of common ground? Maybe Kirch under her barbarian aspect was a decent Human being. Or Tabitha was in fact quite libertine ? From Louise perspective, unlikely. Tabitha was far too introverted, and any use of Kirch and decency in the same phrase, outside of a negative exemple, was wrong. Just an odd friendship.

And said Tabitha happen to have for familiar... a Dragon. As blue as her hair.

Wonderful.

To honor her boast she just have to beat a Dragon...

Maybe she should just focus on beating Kirche.

Said Kirche who just summoned a Salamander... and a big one at that. A red Monstrosity that was without a doubt bigger than Louise, not that it was hard, but damn.

Maybe if she stays still and silent, they would just forg-"Mister Colbert! Miss De la Vallière haven't summon yet."-you damn cow,you are gonna pay for this. Don't know how or when. But on the name of Louise françoise Le Blanc de la Val-"Please Miss Vallière would you advance."

It should be noted she hadn't even needed to make a step. Every other student just back down with the swiftness of the great river, and were now cooperating to create a defense system based around a combination of Magical and Physical barrier.

"So Miss Vallière, I'm Waiting." Colbert was watching with a certain interest the sudden formation of what could be called a Fortress, right in the middle of the court. Before offering an awkward smile toward Louise. "Advance toward the summoning circle."

Louise didn't Gulp, and she definitely didn't shake either. Only Germanian propaganda. She, however did strengthen her hold on her wand before taking position in the middle of the court.

And as she began her chant, everything, and everyone holds their breath. For the Human, in expectation of an explosion.

For the rest, like an instinct telling them to. Like they would be devoured, shall they even move.

After all, if Dragon and Human were the apex predator of every land they install themselves in. Then what about, one who was both. One created by a Goddess and chosen to rule over his kin?

" My slave, who lives somewhere in the universe!"

* Scene Change*

There is some theory, in the research academy of Tristain, who thinks that through Brimmir, magic is both somehow alive and sentient.

Even if Brimmir have nothing to do with it, they are right. Magic posses a form of sentience. Or rather, some spell does.

It's not really a sentience similar to how human apprehend it. More like a sense of knowing what to do, and a desire to accomplish it. Most curses are like that, and so is the summoning ritual.

For that reason, it is always best to limit somehow those spells. The alternative being the magic going out of control. And the consequences aren't often pretty.

Those effect can be countered by employing the right formula or chant. By doing so, the same spell would have more or less the same effect. That is why, when Louise decided to change the classic line, instead of searching the best match through Halkeginia, the spell was sent careening through the star.

Desirous to accomplish its duty the spell seek to first determine it's limitation. It was meant to bring forth a familiar, someone to protect the caster, and seeing who was the caster, it was to choose wisely.

" My slave, who lives somewhere in the universe!"

The concept of slave was stranger to the spell, it "thought" that it could mean familiar so it understands. It Also understand the universe, so it expended far beyond its limit, far beyond the two celestial bodies circling this world, their name meaningless to it.

"Oh Divine, beautiful and strong familiar spirit!"

It didn't understand the principle of beauty, too subjective for it to recognize. However, he understand the Strength and Divinity aspect. If maybe not in the way her caster expected. So it continues to expend endlessly, discarding immediately countless possibilities. Either to weak or lacking Divinity.

Then on a world so far from its origins, it felt something, a familiar energy, so similar to his own, so close to creation. This world was overflowing with it, shall it find someone, it was to be here. Even if there was a price to have such entity as familiar. Many were those who check the condition, but for most, the price was either too dangerous for its caster deal with, or far too unequal in regard to what they would bring to their summoner.

And finally it found someone. The price to have such a being serving under her was high, very high. And even then, the bond would be small and frail, she would have to work hard to sustain it. But at the same time, the spell knew, the spell felt, the spell remember. Yes, it was unclear and such thing should not have been possible, but it remembered. And far more impossible, it hope. Hope for her caster to be able to accept the price when the time come, and for this person to be here with her as long as she would need him.

Time to accomplish his duty.

*Scene Change*

Yugo was jumping through the forest, he was still a long way from Emelka. In normal times he would have used a Zap Portal. But he had the Eliacube with him.

And the two piece of Eliatrope technology tends to strangely resonate with each other. For some Epic consequence upon arrival. So with the noble desire to avoid unnecessary panic or violent Wakfu reaction, he chooses to instead travel via his own brand of portal.

The Sun was slowly setting behind the horizon and soon he would need to stop for the night.

Night in a forest was a different experience when in a team and when you were alone. He wasn't scared about it, his aura vision would reveal any would be assailant. But it was dark and cluster. And when only yourself were present, the shadow of a fire had a way to play tricks upon the mind. He would need to seek a shelter against the beast and the wind.

So he continued for a few hours, till the sun was no more, and found an old abandon cabin. He would sleep there. Or at least that was the plan.

" .y ..ave, w.o li... so...here i. the .niver..!"

Yugo freeze on the spot.

"Is here somebody here ?"

Maybe the cabin was not as abandoned as he thought. He calms his breath and tried to concentrate on the sound around him. He wasn't on the level of a cra, and definitly not on the level of either Frelin or Evangeline. But it was enough to realize how eerily silent everything was around him.

He was in the middle of a forest, even at night there should be noise, either some nocturnal beast or the leaf in the wind, but nothing. He remains wary, as time pass he began to think that maybe he just imagined it.

"O. Divin., beau..ful an. ..rong fa...iar .pirit!"

There was something, he was sure of it, but he wasn't able to catch it. Like it was really far away.

He places himself into a fighting stance.

"If you are here, show yourself !"

Silence again, he frown and began letting Wakfu accumulate in his eye, activating his aura vision.

Nothing, no sign of life around him, except for the tree around the old cabin. Maybe the source was really far.A band of adventurer lost in the wood ? Possibly, if a party of adventurer wanted to avoid paying the Zap and preferred braving the forest.

Maybe he should go help them ? The cabin wasn't big, but there was enough place for everybody. Better than the humid soil outside.

He relaxes his position a little, but not his aura vision, if there was truly someone outside, he would need it to locate them.

"Here I desire and plead from my heart!" The voice resoned in full clarity.

He heard that... it didn't look like someone who was lost.
More like a prayer, from a little girl it seems. What was a little girl doing in the middle of a forest. And how was she able to elude his vision. She should be near enough for him too see her if he could hear like that.

A ghost ? No, even ghost had an aura. A Sram hiding her presence ? Why would she reveal herself by praying ?

He holds his haversack closer, now was not the moment to lose it.

"Answer to my guidance!"

He felt it like a sledgehammer against his sense. A wave of Wakfu was blasting through the Forest. Like a pillar of light to his altered vision.

It wasn't visible to a normal eye, but to every person able to sense Wakfu. Let's just say Bonta would probably soon send a squad to investigate. Wouldn't surprise him if his brother in Emelka was able sense it too.

Then to his shock the energy began to condense, slowly forming something he recognizes all too well, a portal.

The "young" eliatrope approached slowly the portal, it seems to be stable. Then for the second time this night he froze.

It couldn't be. The Wakfu around this portal, it was too similar to those of his own or of the Zap Portal. Yet at the same time it felt so different, so alien.

The Irony wasn't lost on him. And for a moment he waited, was it connected to the voice ? But he shouldn't be able to hear it before the portal was open. A Coincidence ? Maybe something would leap out of the portal and attack him, or maybe it was an invitation ? So many question, and not a shadow of an answer.

It wasn't the first time he saw a portal simultaneously close and different, Anathar had used one too drag him and his friend in the Shukrut. And he wasn't particularly willing to go back there, especially after he kinda drop a mountain size meteor there... He was a troublesome kid sometime ain't it. At least the wakfu was not corrupted like those of the Shushus, but it felt... empty. Like there was something missing.

To make matter clear, it was as if, instead of a gate toward the destination, it was a hole above it.

Sec turn to minute and nothing suddenly came out of the portal. Green portal, he didn't remember learning about portal this color. And he had the Eliacube, though he never really searched for the different color of portal.

A part of him, really wish to enter it, to explore the other side, or just to discover if it was the source of the voice who try to call upon him. But he had a mission, the Eliacube was with him, his brother and friends were waiting for him. It sadden him bu-"Please, Come."

The voice of the young girl calls from the other side of the portal. And there was something else to it. Desperation, Sadness and... Fear ?

All the muscle in his body contract. Yugo was, when we think about it, many things. A King, a guardian, a cook, a prankster and even an alien from some dead world, whose even the name was lost to time and war.

But there were two things he was above all, an Adventurer and a Hero. He remembers pretty well the discussion he had held long ago with Evangeline, how he was always postponing the most important mission just to help a few people on the side. Well, guess he still is the same after all those years. A young girl in pain was asking for help. And he'll be damn if he turns his back on her cry.

Who knew what kind of danger was waiting for him, Grovy would probably tell him it was a trap, then charge anyway. Evangeline would give him a look saying "you had to do it again."then come to help anyway with a smile, Amalia would... He stops for an instant.

He let a sad smile grace his lips. "Some thing never change Amalia." And for a fleeting second he saw a smile from a woman with the skin color of the tree bark and Hair color of the leaf. The beautiful Sadida he loved fo so long.

He gets on his knee for a few second, a blue light flashing befor him, as he burn a message in the soil. People would surely come to investigate, he didn't know how far that portal go, or how long it would take to come back. Better to let a message.

Rising his head proudly with a grin, he jumped head first into the portal.

*Fast Change*

A young boy with White hair shot awake.

"Brother ?"

Three figures, emerges from their sleep after hearing him.

*Fast Change combo*

In a canyon, a dragon with white and blue scale felt a sudden shock.

" Yugo ! What is that idiot doing again ?!"

*Fast Change triple Combo*

In the profoundeur of a cave, a man laugh in a mad glee as gears stir awake.

*Endless Fast Change*

Under a fiery mountain a low growl slowly erupts, before a shadow beyond the scope of man return to slumber for a little longer.