Chapter 3

Marco was looking around the the city awe. Clara spotted this and smiled.

" if you like the then maybe you wont like where we are going"

The red hooded boy followed the older teen though the city, until they reached a small forest. They then proceeded to head to an elevator inside a huge blue tree

" The tree trunk made of cobalt and the leaves are used for medical purposes, in fact most healing item you buy here have this trees leaves as an ingredient."

They went down the elevator for what felt like ten minutes when they finally stopped at an underground forest. They were met by a guards who sported white armor, and a helmet that looks like it had an elephant tusk sticking out the top, and to top it all off, large serrated battleaxes.

"HALT!" the one guard boomed. "STATE YOUR BUSINESS VISITING THE ENCHANTED FOREST"

" calm the hell down Ivan, its me Clara. And i bring the white knight whose name is marco" she said in a slightly intimidating voice and then gestured to guard removed his helmet to reveal an older teen mabey 18 or 19 sporting a fresh scar above his eye and short golden hair and light blue eyes.

" ah sorry clara, couldn't recognize you with that cloak." he then gestured his attention to the fifteen year old, ( whose really 31 ) Ivan towered over marco by at least a foot. " so youre the one the old man kept going on about. If its true about what he says you'll be seeing a lot more of me. The names ivan" he finished with a smile. " Clara the fair and marco the supposed white knight, you may proceed.." he said sheathing the axe.

Clara glared at ivan who grinned sheepishly. " Call me that again and all kick your ass!"

Ivan burst out laughing " You should tell the boy how you got that title, hell figure out eventually"

A swift punch to the face shut him up and an annoyed clara gusetured for marco to follow her. Marco thought about asking her but if she gave that reaction to someone she knew, he didn't want to find out what would happen to him if he asked. So the two slight armed teens made their way into the wooded forest.

Meanwhile back at the castle, Star was thinking about what happened between her and marco and how he friendzoned her so casually. 'Thing are gonna get complicated' she thought. Abruptly, tom stepped into her room without knocking.

"Tom what the your home are you doing! You can't just barge in here all willy nilly!"

" marco told me what you guys did last night.."

Star when pale 'oh shit what did he say?' she thought internally panicking. Even if they just loved each other as friends tom would not like what was said.

" I can't believe you guys had a movie night without me!" tom pouted.

' oh thank god he didn't tell him' star thought.

" well i haven't hung out with marco in a long time so it's not the end of the world."

Tom kept on pouting before star pulled him in for a kiss. " dont worry its not like i would cheat on you or anything" she finished with a smile.

Marco and clara finished walking for what felt like hours.

" so when am i gonna get to saving people?" marco shot Clara a sideways glance. She looked at him with a skeptical look.

"Well get there if you are the correct person the idol spoke of"

Marco was about to ask another question, they reached a clearing with 8 large house and a statue in the middle. They were intercepted by an old man with a bronze staff and brown hair and eyes.

"Grandpa!" clara shouted before running up to the old man and hugging him.

" clara, did you find the boy? The one they call marco diaz?"

"Yes grandpa, I found him after staking him out for a week in that dangerous forest"

The old man looked past clara spotting the boy in the red hood and light weapons and beamed.

"Yea you're him marco ubaldo diaz. The co-slayer of toffee, best friend of star butterfly and owner of dimensional scissors after sixteen years."

Clara stared at him, " wait you spent sixteen years there?"

Marco smiled " firstly yes, is pent 16 years there and i had a great body which i'm trying to get back… And secondly, how'd you know all that stuff about me?"

the old man which sounded similar to stars old book man smiled as Clara rolled her eyes a they cited in unison "the idol never lies"

The elder approached marco with an open hand " the names clyde"

" marco, but i guess you already knew that.."

Clyde smiled " alright let's hurry this up. I've been told by clara that were in a bit of a time crunch since you've only got the weekend. So if you plesas marco.." he said handing him a potion bottle with a pink fluid inside. " bottoms up" clyde said.

After the bottle was finished, he felt hot and energized,

"So what exactly was in that bottle gramps?" clara asked.

"Essence of the white knight, an ancient recipe, since we haven't had a white knight in over a century. If he truly is the white knight itl be like an energy drink, if not hell die."

"What!?" marco shouted before spitting.

"Relax if you are who you truly say you are you'll be fine" clyde finished.

They waited for five minutes to see if marco would drop dead, but as expected he got slightly hyper.

"Marco if you would please remove your sweater and shirt so we can start the ritual."

He hesitated before doing just that which turned Clara a slight pink.

" please pick an arm to stick in the mouth of the idol"

"What"

"Just do it" clyde noticing how ridiculous it sounds

" okay my right arm" marco shouted before raising said arm.

The Statue of a lizard that they called the idol's eyes started to glow red as narcos hoodie. Then its mouth gaped open, revealing a black abyss for a mouth. The Teen reluctantly took his arm and stuck in the mouth only to be clamped down almost instantly.

"Marco diaz, you've been selected by the late zeus and hades to wield their power, Do you accept?" A booming shout in his mind said.

Clyde shouted "if you hear a voice, after it finishes speaking just say i accept!"

" I accept!"

The voice once again spoke " A conduit would like to join you on your endeavors, do you accept?"

Not knowing what this was marco shouted dumbly " i accept" once again thinking it was part of the ritual. Boy was that a mistake. Whirring noises were heard before marco screamed in agony

" here is your conduit animal, a dragon, Treat it with respect and it will do the same to you in return."

it then released marcos arm only to reveal a red, purple and black dragon on his arm. 'It actually looked like a tattoo' marco thought that is until it started moving.

Marco went wide eyed seeing the dragon tattoo moving about his body.

The voice spoke for the last time " Good luck marco diaz i wish you well on future journeys."

He fell backwards from the idol only to pass out after once again noticing the tattoo on his chest.

" think he'll be alright?"

" he has to be.. He's a white knight now… all we have to do is to train him to use his powers correctly.

Marco woke up on a small bed in a small room with a note on a end table next to him.

When you're ready go outside to start training-clara p.s your stuffs by the door in your room

After reading the note he lifted his head only to hear a voice. " Take it easy there bud,the ritual isn't good for the body, maybe you should rest longer"

Marco looked around the room " down here powerhouse" he looked down his right arm to see a dragon crawling up his arm. Marco almost screamed but then he remembered the event that lead to the moving tattoo residing on his arm.

"Wait you can talk?"

"Well technically yes but only you can hear linked to your brain so i instantly learned english among other things…"

'What else did it know?'

" i know i can hear your thoughts and , and i don't like being referred to as an it! I can also see some your memories,and in return i house your powers of fire and lightning...making sure you don't overload yourself. Go ahead, try it out…"

Marco held out his hand, Then with some thought, He produced a crimson ember.

" try the lightning now" the unnamed tattoo spoke giddily.

Marco closed his hand and thought about a lighting bolt and sure enough, red sparks, crackled on his hand"

"Why red?" marco asked

" it's your colour aint it?"

Marco thought it was some sort of evil colour like those swords that the sith had. But he decided not to waste so much thought on it.

He heard a knock on the door,

" marco, its clara, it's time to train."

Sorry for the late and short chapter I was kind of burned out from school among other things. Let me know what I should name the dragon tattoo/ conduit for marcos newly acquired powers.