Dimension Traveling: Belgariad

Chapter 1

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AN-Hey I'm back with the next instalment of the Dimension Traveling series. If you're new read Dimension Traveling: Pokemon and follow on from there. If you're an old reader, welcome back. This is the 4th in the series of 6 so here we go.

Over the past year Andrew had taken to going to the gym at least 3 times a week and as such he developed his body even more. He took up martial arts to become as proficient with his staff as possible but he still remembered to train his pokemon and meditate.

He didn't do anything towards sport as he wasn't into it although he had been approached by the rugby team. His grades were obviously the best in school. He attracted a lot of female attention but he politely declined them as had never forgotten about Luna (AN-See the second book in this series).

He had also been asked to help out a new kid around the school and the two had become great friends. Peter and Andrew always competed to see who got the highest grades. Peter was a great friend and he was coming over for Andrew's birthday.

Peter was medium height with short brown hair. He had dark brown eyes as did his sister. Peter's sister was one of the girls that had asked him out.

But now it was time for him to open his presents and hopefully get another adventure this year. Andrew was delighted at the presents he had been given this year. He had gotten exactly what he wanted and Peter had given him a chemistry set.

Best of all was that 'The Author' had written to him for another year.

Andrew

This year you're going a land of Sword and Sorcery. The Belgariad series is your next stop. I will meet you there and I will teach you all forms of magic, sorcery or other.

See you there.

The Author

That night after Peter went home, Andrew fell asleep thinking of the adventures he was going to have. When he awoke the first thing he noticed was that they were in a cave.

"Where are we?" he asked as he sensed someone moving about in the kitchen.

"How about we get introductions done first." Said a strangely familiar voice.

"You're 'The Author'."

"Yes, I am and you've known me for the past year as Peter."

"Wait Peter you're 'The Author'?"

"Of course I am."

"Ok this is really weird as I've known you for a year but I suppose it makes sense as no one else could keep up with my scores before you came."

"Yeah it does. So you ready to learn a new art."

"Ready as always."

"Well first I'll give you a history lesson of this land…"

Peter went on to tell the story of the gods and the wars (AN-if you want to know the full story read the Belgariad series by David Eddings). It took Peter 2 days to explain everything.

"…There is a prophecy in this land that speaks of a winged one. You will fulfil this part and shall receive your wings at the completion of your training…"

"…and right now Polgara is raising the descendants of Riva Iron-Grip in hiding waiting for one to be born with the Will and the Word inside of him and to answer your question from earlier we're a sea cave off from Riva with only one entrance above ground." Silence reigned for a few seconds as Andrew let the last of Peter's speech sink in before Peter spoke again. "Right then, now that history's out of the way we can get on to training you in the Will and the Word."

"Agreed"

"Well first things first you need a clear mind which your occlumency will help with."

Andrew spent five minutes processing the last of his history class and storing it in his castle of knowledge. Once his mind was clear he turned to Peter and said, "Continue."

"Right you need to focus on your internal magic stream and the streams of all around you bar me. Once that is done focus on this candle and say 'light'."

Andrew did this and managed to do it after failing the first two times.

And so it went on for the next 400 years with Andrew growing more proficient each day and soon surpassing those of the brotherhood. One thing the two of them had found out was that silencing charms hid the rushing noise usually heard when doing sorcery. Eventually Peter came up to Andrew one day and said, "It is time for me to leave and you to step up into your position as the 'winged one'. So shirt off. Andrew took his shirt off and felt Peter's hands touching his shoulder blades. Peter spoke one word before removing his hands.

That word was grow.

It took about five minutes before the change was complete. Andrew didn't feel any more than a tingling on his back while they were growing. "You're going to have to teach yourself to fly but when they're folded up they will become invisible. I'm going to leave you the Belgariad series to read and see you when you get home."

With that Peter pulled out a device and disappeared without a sound.

Andrew sat down to read for the next two days before leaving for a 20 year tour of the world.

Both Andrew and Peter had been to the surface several times to get supplies from Riva, under glamours of course. Andrew went up to the entrance after casting a disillusionment charm on himself and started to fly it took a little while to catch on to hang of it as he had only changed into smaller birds before but he soon got the hang of it and flew to the mainland where he started his trip in Cherek.

Once his majestic midnight black wings had brought him to Cherek he landed and took down the disillusionment charm to begin his trek. Once he got to Val Alorn he trained with his staff against the Cherek soldiers for about a year before he moved into Sendaria where he didn't stay for long as he had already learnt anything they had to offer. As he was crossing into Arendia he passed an old vagabond he recognised as Belgarath muttering to himself about birds and winged ones.

Andrew smirked when he heard Belgarath's muttering knowing that he was the winged one and Belgarath had just walked past him.

He trained in with the Asturian Arends for a year with a preference for the slingshot compared to bow. He had plenty of ideas as to how to use the slingshot and he left with a bag full of perfectly rounded stones all of them enchanted as portkeys. He soon rose among the ranks with the Mimbrate Arends his jousting skills were very good thanks to the strength he got from the Golden Breastplate.

After his two years in Arendia he left to go into Tolnedra where he learnt how to haggle amongst the best out there. He didn't spend much more than a year in Tolnedra due to the heat and their backwards way of thinking. Once in Nyissa he released all of his snakes to roam about while he collect a vast store of poisons to store in his modified trunk that Peter and he had made.

This trunk was fitted with many compartments, a lab to do alchemy and chemistry and a bedroom. There was also a vault to store his money.

He spent two years in Nyissa before leaving for Cthol Murgos where he just spent time getting the lay of the land under a glamour charm so that he could explore both the northern and southern parts of that land. Every Grolim that he met alone he killed and used a parselspell to take their powers for himself. His Grolim persona became a prodigy with all Grolims living in fear of seeing a scarred face with three light green lines streaking down the right hand side of his face.

Once it was fully explored he did the same with the Thulls land before moving on to Gar Og Nadrak where he mined a lot of red gold to store in his vault. He then went into Mallorea where he spent ten years exploring the whole continent including the islands to the south that would have a role to play later on in that world. Five of his ten years was spent at the university where he read every book there to add to his already vast knowledge.

Finished in Mallorea he left the continent for Algaria where he learnt to fight on a horse. He spent a year in Algaria to learn as much as he could before heading over to Drasnia to start with his spy life.

He raced up the ranks and was soon given his own spy name off Slitherio by his choosing. He spent the next 80 years as a spy and helping the Drasnian spy network flourish. He was hunter several times in the years.

Every night he meditated spreading his conscious towards Riva waiting for when Zedar would steal it so that he could have something fun to do.

AN-First chapter is complete guys and it's pretty much my longest chapter so far. I'll update when I can so there isn't really a pattern. Review if you want. See ya.