Title: Chuck versus the Stone of Life

Rating: T – Some chapters will contain fantasy violence, language, and minor adult themes.

Summary: When Chuck receives the gift of a Seer (aka the Intersect) from his father before being murdered; Chuck is suddenly plunged into the world of heroes.

Genre: Fantasy/Romance

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Chuck universe, unfortunately...

Other Notes: So this is a fantasy based story with lots of cool swords/weaponry, weird creatures, evil bad guys, quests, far off places, and of course our favorite characters! Be prepared for fantasy awesomeness! OH! Also all the Horses/pets in this fic are named after Greek/Norse gods and goddess because I have this weird obsession with Mythology :) One last thing I know horses (I have several lol)… I'm basing the horses in the story from actual horse breeds, so if you don't know what they are feel free to Google them to see what they look like ;D

Now onto the story!

Chapter 1

"Again!" The man demanded as he made a slow circle around the two men in the center of the room. Wood clashed together as the young men quickly attacked each other with their long Bo staffs. The sticks flashed wildly, each dodging one another's attacks. Quickly seeing an opening the taller man swept his Bo at his opponent's legs knocking him hard onto his back.

"Very well done Charles." The man congratulated with a smile.

Chuck ran his hand through his thick curly hair with a smile. "Thank you Sir." His hand quickly shot down to help the other man to his feet. "Sorry about that Duncan."

"You got a lucky shot in Chuck…" Duncan muttered trying not glare at him. Chuck had only being at the school for only a few months; he on the other hand had been there for years. He spent countless days training in all sorts of weaponry. And Chuck, the man never once touched anything other than a Bo staff and seemed to win every time.

"Duncan you are dismissed." The older man walked into the center of the room. "We are done for the day."

Duncan bowed slightly at his teacher. "Yes, Sir." He shot Chuck one last look.

"Sorry…" Chuck apologized once again as Duncan slowly limped out of the room.

"You seem to be getting a better handle on your gift."

Chuck nodded in response. "The flashes are coming easier to me." He shifted his feet slightly before staring into the man's eyes. "Liam, I want to thank you for helping me." Liam had been one of his father's closest friends and allies; he was the only one he trusted to help him harness this new ability he possessed.

The older man gave him a warm smile. "Your father gave you a great gift Charles Bartowski." He reached out and gripped Chuck's shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You were meant to do great things; your father wouldn't have passed his gift to you if it wasn't true."

Chuck sighed with a nod. It had been a rough couple of months his brain now housed massive amounts of information. His father passed the gift of a Seer it to him before he died. This was the absolutely last thing he had wanted. Chuck was an Engineer and that's what he enjoyed doing. Not training in weapons, magic, and all things Seer related. When the flashes of information had suddenly started Chuck knew he could only turn to one man and one man only; Liam. He was a powerful Arch-Mage and the headmaster of the Alliance's Academy for Mages, and foremost this father's trusted advisor. If anyone could help him it was Liam.

"You're progressing quite well."

Chuck gave a small smile. "Well since this ability can't be taken away, I might as well semi-learn how to use and live with it." He tapped the side of his head lightly with the side of his Bo.

Liam gave Chuck's shoulder one last squeeze. "Why don't you take the rest of the week off? You've been training hard and making amazing progress, you deserve it."

"Yes Sir." He nodded with a smile. Chuck turned around and placed his Bo neatly back with the others on the rack before walking out of the weapons training room. He slowly walked the long marble hallways ignoring the looks and stares he got from some of the younger students as he made his way outdoors. A day off, he didn't really know what to do with himself. He was so used to training or in studying in the Academy library; actually having time to him self was rare.

Chuck squinted his eyes slightly as he walked through the large wooden doors to the school; the sun was still high and bright and it took a minute for his eyes to adjust. Chuck stood at the top of the steps taking in a deep breath of fresh air, with a smile. He quickly jogged down the marble stairs and walked through the Academy's large courtyard making his way to the large iron gates. The two guards slowly opened the gates as Chuck approached their chainmail and armor rattling loudly as they moved the large gates for him; he couldn't help but think how uncomfortable the two men must be. Not only being in the blazing hot sun, but also the movement restrictions. Chuck gave the two men a slight salute before walking out into the City.

He dodged two young boys that dashed around a nearby wagon almost tripping him as they played with their wooden swords, chasing each other around. It was nice to get out and just roam the busy streets. Burbank, it was the central hub for the Alliance; being the base for their large Army and Navy, home of several top Academy's, and was the major trading center for the country; Cali. The Alliance was made up of a governing Council of the most powerful men and women in the country. There were six of them totally; a Mage, a Warrior, an Assassin, a Druid, a Ranger, and even a Thief. The six were from different races and ages, all working side by side for one common goal, peace. Peace never came easy though it hardly ever does; there were always little wars with outside rulers trying to invade or take control of an outer region, but the Alliance's massive army tended to crush any opponent. There were some people who thought the Council members governed through fear; others thought they governed through harmony. Chuck never had really cared about the politics and never really paid much attention to anything with the Alliance, until now.

Liam believed he would become the Alliance's greatest asset once he learned to control his ability. He was determined to make sure Chuck knew the Council was watching him, waiting for him to be ready. It was a lot of pressure for one man to carry. And there were days Chuck wondered if he'd ever be ready.

"Chuck! Hey Chuck!" Chuck stopped in his tracks looking around through the crowds of people and horses trying to find the source of the voice.

A large smile spread across his face seeing he small bearded friend's head popping up through the sea of people. "Morgan." He smiled even more seeing his best friend suddenly show up in front of him. "Are you spying on the Academy again?" Chuck raised an eyebrow in question at his friend.

"Me? Never…" Morgan smirked innocently. "What are you doing out? Aren't you supposed to be at school doing cool wizard stuff? Like throwing fireball?"

"Morgan buddy I can't throw fireballs. I'm not a fire mage. I am not really any type of mage, you know that." Chuck rolled his eyes slightly. It was true mostly, he could do some small basics; like healing small cuts, lighting candles, freezing small objects, or lifting small objects, it was all just small simple things. Nothing compared to his sister's healing talents. Then his father, who he thought was just a brilliant Engineer designing weapons and tools for the Alliance had this hidden ability that he used to help the Council when they were in sticky situations. His entire family had great talents.

"But you have that new cool ability now!" Morgan wrapped on his head slightly.

"Shhh! Buddy you can't be saying that out loud in public." He muttered between his teeth, it wasn't supposed to be public knowledge. All things Seer related was kept under wraps in fear of enemy spies learning about Chuck's unique abilities.

Morgan rubbed the back of his neck, "right, right top-secret, gotcha. My lips are sealed. Promise." He glanced around at some of the people walking around them before hissing lowly, "but it's so cool!"

"Ya know buddy; I'm still trying to get a handle on it." Chuck mumbled before heading down the street once again, Morgan right at his side.

Morgan glanced at his friend, he seemed down stressed even. "I got one word for you buddy. Jeffster." He grinned and slapped Chuck on the back.

"No, no… I don't think so. I am not going there. Absolutely not." Jeffster, a local tavern in the wrong part of the city was the last place he wanted to go that night.

"Come on it'll be fun!"

"It's loud, smelly, and rowdy. And the two that own that place are… well more or less disturbing." Chuck informed his friend. "And the weird music, speaks for itself."

"I know it's perfect! It'll get your mind off of everything in there and you can just have some good old fun." Morgan elbowed him slightly. "Chuck, you need this."

Morgan was right, he did need some fun. "Fine." Chuck gave in; the little bearded man was often right when it came to all things fun.

"Yes!" Morgan rubbed his hands together. "Tonight is going to be epic."

Liam followed the two soldiers that escorted him down the long stone hallways of the large castle that nestled in the heart of the city. Minutes after Chuck left the Academy the Arch-Mage was summoned to an emergency Council meeting. His large hood of his dark blue robe was pulled up over his head covering most of his face so no one would recognize him. The large brass doors to the Council's chambers opened as he approached, his escorts stopped at the door as he walked through the doorway into the large room.

He stopped in the center of the horseshoe shaped room bowing his head in respect to the Council members before him. "Thank you for coming on such short notice Liam." A female voice finally spoke.

"It's always a pleasure." He smiled slightly pushing his hood off his head. Liam eyes quickly fell upon the source of the voice, a red headed elf sitting in large chair in front of him; Aynsley the elected Ranger for the Council. And on her right the Warrior Rohan and sitting next to him Morgan the Assassin. To Aynsley's left sat Deirdre a Mage and one of his closest friends and mentors, and on the end was Kellan the Druid.

Seeing them all their Liam knew this meeting must be extremely important. The Council would only hold weekly meetings were all members were required to attend and that had been two days prior. Often they would meet separately in smaller groups depending on what matters of stated needed to be discussed. "We called you here to discuss your newest student." Aynsley continued.

Liam's brow furrowed slightly in confusion. "Charles?"

"Yes, Charles Bartowski. Stephens son." Deirdre answered.

"What about him?"

"Is he ready?" Rohan's deep voice questioned.

"What?" Liam wasn't sure he heard the man right.

"Is. He. Ready?" Rohan repeated his fingers slowly drumming the arm of his chair impatiently he hated repeating himself.

Liam's eyes widened he suddenly understood they wanted Chuck for something. "No he's not ready! The boy only understands about half of his flashes and is just starting to perfect the combat abilities. I really haven't even scratched the surface on what he's capable of. It took his father almost a year too be the perfect Seer. And Stephen was a genius."

The Council glanced around at each other. "We need him to find the Stone of Life."

Liam stood frozen still; "the Stone? The Stone is a myth… a crazy legend told to children." In many stories the Stone was lost thousands of years ago, in some it was hidden away in a far off land after the Great War. Liam remembered hearing many different tales about the Stone of Life when he was a young boy. Some legends claimed the Stone placed in the hands of someone righteous and pure of heart could bring someone back to life, heal the deadliest of wounds, or in some stories it had the power to destroy all evil. But in the hands of one wicked and cruel at heart could bend death and people at their will; manipulating someone to do anything, killing anyone they pleased, and even creating an unstoppable undead army.

"Some of our Southern scouts report that some of Nendir's men are out looking for it near the Eponi Mountains." Aynsley explained.

Liam's fists curled up tightly, the name made his blood boil. "Nendir? Nendir cannot be trusted in anything he does… your information must be wrong." The man was a killer he had murdered his best friend; Stephen Bartowski.

Aynsley looked around at her peers. "We cannot take this lightly…even if it does turn up to be false."

"So you want to send Charles on a wild goose chase for something that may or may not exist?"

"He would not go alone; we'd send a team with him." Rohan quickly added. "He maybe our best lead on figuring out if the Stone is actually real."

Liam hung his head slightly, "Charles has not been tested in outside of the Academy yet… He's a very important asset you can not risk to loose him. What if he gets hurt? Or worse killed? How do we know another Seer will take his place?"

"We all know he's important Liam. The 'what if's' are great." Deirdre gave a slight sigh. "This is just the type of quest we need a Seer to go on." She paused. "So Liam is he ready?"

"I don't think he really has much of a choice. He's going to have to be ready." Liam sighed slightly, he was worried Chuck's flashed could be unpredictable.

"I am willing to send some of my top Assassin's to help protect him." Morgan announced finally breaking her silence.

"And I will have one of my General's pick our best man to serve as his personal guard on his journey." Rohan offered.

"So it is settled then? Charles will be assigned this quest." Aynsley looked around at the other members getting nods of agreement from all. "Bring him to the General's Barracks tomorrow afternoon; Rohan will meet you both there with our plan."

Liam nodded there was no point in arguing they had made their decision. "As you wish." He turned on his heels and walked out of the Council chambers. One thing was certain Chuck was going to have to be the hero he's been training to be, sooner rather than later.

A/N: So you guys like it? Hate it? Can't get enough of it? Should I even continue it? I got lots of ideas and crazy adventures for this fic. Including next chapter involving Jeffster!

And for all of you who have read Chuck & Sarah versus The Legion; I DO plan on writing a sequel to that fic :D I'm just brain storming ideas for that one at the moment but it will be written. Promise!

As always reviews are most welcome!