Ya! I was super busy and still got this chapter done. Can't wait to see what you guys think of this one, it's starting up right now! The Edventures begin!

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Chapter 3-Recovery

Edd walked slowly. There was no reason for him to go quickly anymore. His staff felt so heavy that he dragged it with him while he went. He knew where he was going to go, to the only place that he could, the place that he hated so much, but now would probably be the thing that saved him. He felt like he was in a kind of trance as he walked, everything seemed to be going slower, and every noise was louder. Tears still fell from his face, but they were numb to his cheeks and he didn't really care if he couldn't see as well. There was one thing he was positive about, one thing that kept him walking, he knew for a fact that if he fell he wouldn't have the emotional strength to get back up. So he trudged on through the gloom of the grey sky, he was just lucky it wasn't raining. He didn't think he could go at all if it did. It was weird how his brain kept showing him images of Arnold at the most random times. Sometimes his mind would be blank, but then a memory of Arnold would come to life and the tears would keep coming, they were just flashes of his face, and that's what made them so sad, because they were only flashes now not the real thing. When he finally made it to his destination he looked down at the giant of a hole he had discovered, he didn't know how he'd get down, he didn't have it in him to use magic. After some time of prepping himself up, he practically fell down the hole and landed with a thud, he laid on the soft ground, he couldn't get up. He didn't know when he fell asleep, but he awoke some time later, feeling a little more refreshed. He slowly sat up and leaned on the wall of the cave, he looked around but all he could see was the tablet. Edd sat there for the longest time, waiting for the dragon to show up, it was the tablet that held his attention and out of curiosity he decided to walk towards it. The tablet began to glow and shimmer brightly, Edd squinted to watch it and an image appeared from it. It was the dragon; it was lying down next to him.

"So you've called for me chosen one." The dragon dropped its head lower, just enough to get eye to eye with Edd.

It didn't take long for Edd to realize what had happened, the dragon had been an image from the tablet to explain to him about his duty as the chosen one, now that he had the design on his hand, he guessed that activated it as well. "I have, there's nothing I could do but come back." Another mental image of Arnold almost sent him into tears again, but a sense of pride kept them back, if he was a chosen one then that meant crying could wait. "My master wanted me to do this as his dying wish, I will beat the Dragon king, I swear." His voice wasn't his own, there was so much hatred in that sentence that he almost thought he was a demon of some sorts.

The dragon showed no kind of sympathy or at least none that Edd could detect. "Ah, I see. Then why come back to me? I've told you everything you need to know."

The earth rumbled at the rage Edd felt. "There's one thing you still haven't told me," He looked at the Dragons eyes and the reflection he saw off of them wasn't one that he could ever imagine, it was the saddest and scariest thing he had ever seen, it was who he was now. "How do I kill the Dragon king?"

It took all of Edd's willpower to look at the dragon, but he didn't seem to have to exert the same kind of force. "His weak spot is the chosen ones, there is none other who could stop him, he has no weakness but you three."

Edd considered the idea and sighed, he was tired of riddles, they were giving him a headache. He began to walk away from the dragon and then stopped. "Just to let you know, I hate being the chosen one, I've lost everything already and it's just started." Tears began to build up and fall from his face; he was too tired to hold them back anymore. "I've got nothing else to fight for, how do I keep going when I have nothing?" He floated up before the dragon could answer with another stupid riddle, he didn't want any of it anymore, he just wanted to mourn without having the responsibility of the world on him.


Ed took his sword and shield from the rack, there were goblins attacking the village nearby and his master and him had to go slay them. Ed already had his shiny silver armor on and now that he had his weapon and shield he looked the part of a Knight, except the emblem that was on his masters chest was not on his, he was still in learning.

"You ready for this, there will be about 20 of them and only 5 of us." His master pulled the face guard down, shielding him and only showing his eyes. "We're very short on knights today; supposedly there was an attack on the outskirts of the Elton guild."

This came as a shock to Ed, not many sane people would go off and go to close to the Elton guild, they were as strong as the Masters guild and that made them a very impressive guild. The 5 of them marched along the path; Ed was in the middle of the line while his master was in the front. It was a quick jog there until they got a good look at the village, there were small fires in some places and a little wreckage in others but it wasn't nearly as bad as Ed thought it would be, he had seen much worse in his days of training. When they entered, there were 3 main streets, so Ed went with his master while the others decided how they would split themselves up he could hear them arguing about it as he ran along. The two of them talked while they ran, they talked about strategies, what kind of monster they were going up against, and how they could deal with them. They stopped when they heard a scream and a man run out of his house, he was being closely followed by a giant of a goblin. Ed got his weapon ready the second he saw it, while his master had already had his sword out. One after another left the house and in total there were 5 of them that left the house, Ed wasn't afraid though he knew what he was getting himself into. He took on the 2 that were to the right, one had a club and the other had nothing so the favor in weapons was on his side. The one with the club swung towards his head and he crouched down to dodge, he heard the wind just above his head and swung his sword horizontally, he cut the beast, giving it a quick death. The other one saw this and leaped at him, he got hit hard, and he was just barely able to stay up. He lifted his sword high above his head as he twisted it around and stabbed the blade deep into the beasts back. It let out some kind of a scream and coughed up blood that got all over his shoes not that he cared though he had enough from so many other monsters it didn't even sicken him anymore. He turned to see that his master had finished up as well and was leaning on his sword.

"Nice work there, that slash could have been better, but besides that I liked it." He was always giving him advice when he battled, something that Ed took to heart.

He nodded and looked at his blood stained sword. "I know it wasn't a very good slash, but if I had my two handed sword I would have been able to cut him in half." He sounded a bit sick saying that, but he was a knight that's what they did.

His master laughed at that. "Kid you already mastered the two handed sword, I want you to be able to use a shield, it will actually save your life you know." They were wise words from experience, his master carried both types of swords on him, a long sword and a two handed sword that's just how strong he was.

They heard a scream of pain to the right of where they were and ran towards it. A man had been beaten to death and the goblin ran away scot free by the time they got there. Ed sucked in a breath; his comrade had died in battle. He unsheathed his knife and cut off the necklace the mane wore, he had known of the man back at the castle, he had a wife who would want the jewelry. The other two guards had made it and they walked off silently back to the castle. When someone died it always made him silent for most the day, it was a respect kind of thing and he hadn't said a word as he fell asleep.

He awoke to the sound of someone taking a sword from his weapons rack, he looked over and saw the shadow of a very large man, without hesitating he jumped up and lunged at the man, hitting his elbow against the man's back sad to say the guy was wearing armor and all he really managed to do was knock him over in a loud crashing noise.

"W-whoa kid, easy there if I wasn't wearing my chest plate you really could have hurt me there." His master silently hissed. "Nice move though, I might use that when I fight dragons."

Ed tilted his head in shock, fighting dragons? "What do you mean?" he helped his master up and stared at him in the dark.

"I have to go, and no I'm not bringing you along, I've heard about this dragon king guy and I need to find him and bring him down, he killed a close friend of mine and I'm not letting him get away with it." He instructed, even in the dark Ed knew that determined look on his master's face.

"Who did he kill?" he knew it was personal and none of his business but he really wanted to know.

His master sighed and looked to the side before answering. "One of my longest friends Arnold, almost like a brother to me, that's why I'm going to find this dragon king and finish him off."

Ed felt a rush of sadness hit him. "But then why can't I come? I'd be great help I swear I wouldn't make that much noise." He wined, to the best of his ability he wanted to go.

His mentor shushed him sharply. "The guy took down one of the best mages in the world; do you really think I'd bring my apprentice to come help me fight him?"

Ed felt a little sad at that, he felt a lot weaker than before. "Ok, you'll be back soon right?"

His master ruffled his hair and then Ed felt a tension in the room that almost suffocated him. "Ed if I'm not back in a week don't look for me, I don't think I'll be coming back if it's been that long." He smiled like he was telling some kind of joke, a horrible joke that made Ed stand in front of the door and hold his fists up.

"No, you have to stay here and teach me, if you ran away and didn't come back I don't know what I would do." His voice never wavered, even though he felt like crying. He hoped that if he made the protest it would stop him. "You lost your friend and now you must be really sad, but imagine how it will feel for me if I lose you."

His master bent down a little and grabbed his shoulder; Ed considered throwing a punch, he knew whenever his master did that he was going to make a point. "Ed, he killed one of my best friends, I have to go over to the Dragon eye guild and put an end to him, not just for myself, but for my friend if I didn't do it, I wouldn't be me and you want me to be the same don't you?"

He knew it was a pride thing, and pride was everything to a knight. It was more than that though; it was revenge for a friend that had been killed by a monster. Ed knew nothing about the dragon king or what he was doing, but if he was strong enough to take down a world class mage, then only his master could take him down. He slowly backed away from door and gave a fleeting glance as his master left the castle with a massive group of knights who had been sent just for the special mission. They walked away without much sound, Ed didn't want them to leave, or even if they did he wanted to come with.

Ed's master walked away, his playful nature was left behind along with everything he held dear to him, He was lucky that Ed hadn't been out of the masters guild, if he did then he would know It took much longer than a week to get to the dragon eye; he wasn't planning on coming back.


There weren't many ways to get to the masters guild that Edd knew of, he had lived in Elton guild his whole life and traveling wasn't something he liked to do all that much. He was taking a stroll through a pretty small village, he had to go through a pretty vast forest and then go down a large river, he had a lot of walking to do. He had went through the rubble of the castle and found some money and even a pack to hold some items. So far all he had to his name was 100 silver coins, 3 potions and an elixir. The dragon had been no help to him, the only thing he could think of was listening to the tablet and going to the master's guild, then again all he had was a face to go by not like he really knew that name or where he was located in the very large guild. He was going by guesses and riddles at the moment. Which both increased the headache he already had, he was ok with it though it kept him from thinking about Arnold. He saw a small shop where they were selling dried food and other supplies, he decided to stock up for the upcoming journey. The shop owner looked in and gave him a smile, he didn't return it, he no longer knew how to. He picked out all the water and food that his pack could hold, once he bought it all and was packing it in the store clerk looked down at him and said something.

"You seem a little young to be going out with all that food, there a lot of dangerous monsters in the forest right by us that would love to get their hands, or whatever they have on all that food."

Edd disliked it when people called him young; he was 17 and fully capable of handling himself against monsters, all except the one he wanted the most. Instead of talking he lifted his staff up so the clerk could see, if that didn't mean he could fight, nothing did. The clerk slowly nodded but still looked worried as he walked out of the store, he should have been, the boy who walked wasn't in the right mind to fight at all. He wanted a fight; needed one at the moment, there was so much unexplainable rage that had lodged itself inside him. There was no stopping him as he walked into the forest. That is until he saw a small boy also run in. Edd groaned loudly and chased after the boy, he wouldn't have another death cloud his judgment, he stiffened slightly but kept running. When had he become so selfish? He had been thinking of himself since Arnold past away, the rage stayed with him but he had a better grip on it now that he realized something about himself. He was able to catch up to the kid quickly enough and when he finally got a good look at him he saw that he had a small knife on him. The kid stabbed it on the tree he was by and then noticed Edd standing there.

The kid backed away defensively and drew yet another knife from his other side. "Who are you, stranger?" he was trying to sound tough, but his legs were shaking.

Edd sheathed his staff on his back and held up his hands, showing that he was a good guy. Then again he didn't really know that himself. "I'm sorry, I saw you running here and I wanted to make sure you were safe, I didn't mean to scare you at all." The words were genuine and they made the kid lower his knife. "is there a reason you're stabbing the trees?"

He seemed to act tough, but then his lower lip quivered slightly and he fell to his knees. "I don't know what to do…" the kid whispered, dropping the knife on the ground and curling up in a ball. "They took everything, no more mama or papa; I have no idea what to do."

Edd knelt down beside the young boy, he inched away a little, but his looked stayed on the ground the whole time. Edd looked down at him he wanted to reach out and help the boy, the only problem was he had no idea how to, Arnold would know, but that option no longer remained. "What happened?" it was a dumb question to ask someone grieving, he knew because he could relate.

"I got separated from my mama and papa, knights took them while we were under attack, I was outside playing so I got left behind, and now I'm all alone." The kid still didn't cry, Edd respected the strength that the kid had. He thought about the dilemma he was in and then the kids. If knights took them, then they were most likely sent by the master's guild or if not the guild would still know which kinds of knights had his parents, Edd couldn't let the kid go on alone in the forest so he stood up and waited until the kid looked at him.

"If you want you can accompany me to the masters guild where we can both find the people we are searching for." Edd explained, he took two steps away from the boy to let him get up.

He looked at Edd with surprise, his face seemed to betray a lot of mixed emotions about the deal he was offered, Edd understood. How was the boy supposed to trust someone he just met, and travel with them? Edd had tried to prove he was a good guy, sure his first impression could have been better but he needed the kid to think quickly, his anger from earlier had not subsided and he would leave the kid if need be. He felt as if he was turning a new leaf when that thought entered his head, he really would leave the kid, and he didn't feel as bad as he thought he would.

The boy turned to him and held the knife towards him, Edd almost pulled out his staff, but the boy spoke before he could. "My name is Lyon; I'm a half elf that will aid you on your way to the Masters Guild, hero."

It surprised him that the kid was half elf, but seeing as his ears were pointed slightly Edd should have been able to catch on quicker, the boy wasn't that tall and had piercing hazel eyes and messy blond hair; he looked like the son of an elf. They were a respected race among all others and that's when Edd understood why Lyon was so strong even though he was lost. "My name is Edd you may address me as that." He was still embarrassed about being called a hero.

"Ok then Edd, so what do we do first, seeing as its starting to get late." He warned, looking up at the sky, Edd did the same and noticed that it was starting to get dark, and this wasn't a place to be when it got dark, more demons and creatures came out, Edd had expected this even in his rage sought after mind. He used some magic to move the earth, making a little underground tent for them.

They walked in and Edd shut the top of it, leaving them underground, there were small holes around the top that left them with some sort of air for when they slept. It was humid and harder to breathe than before, but it would suffice for the both of them as they hid from the dangers of the top.

As he closed his eyes on the hard earth 3 images raided his mind constantly, Arnold the first and most important of all of them, the red headed boy, and lastly the black haired guy. Out of all of them he was the one that Edd worried about the most, and he had no idea why.


"There's a reason for this." Eddy thought, it was one that gave him purpose as he was being pursued.

Eddy sprinted across the street, expertly dodging the people, even if there weren't that many. The guards behind him were beginning to get left behind, they were even desperate enough to start throwing their swords and shields in a last ditch effort to get him, that was their mistake, and he took out two of his famous handmade throwing knives. He jumped and twisted his body so he could turn mid-air and threw them at the guards, one lodged itself into one of their shins the other hit the other guard in the thigh, both fell to the ground screaming in pain. Eddy didn't feel bad about it; it had to happen so that he could get away successfully. He rounded a corner and heard the familiar 'whoosh' of a weapon being swung; he ducked and leapt to the side just in time to avoid an axe cutting his neck and a kick going for his head. There were 3 guards this time and Eddy wasn't in the mood to fight, he got up slowly and tied the sack of gold to his belt. That's what these guys were after, Eddy had no idea where they got the gold, but all that mattered was that it was his now. He scanned the area, seeing a crate and more than enough room for him to jump to the roof that was near it. There was a reason he didn't go for it, because just as he shifted to move his target came into view, the knight ran up with his spear up and his helmet off, Eddy matched his face with the picture he had been sent a couple days ago, there was a part of Eddy that was sad to have met up with him, but the other part, the one that kept him going and alive, was indifferent.

He drew one of his two blades, it was a twin short sword without a hilt, but the silver blade gleamed in the moon light and the intriguing pattern that traveled up one side of the sword seemed to glow to the poor guards who would feel its wrath. Eddy didn't waist a second, as they observed his sword he got down low and sprinted towards them, one guard slashed down at him in a weak effort to finish him off but it was a simple step for Eddy and he sliced the man's chest. The sound of his scream was drowned out to Eddy's ears as he took down the other 2 guards effortlessly. The last one, his target, stumbled back and flimsily held his spear, in all his days of being a guard he had never seen someone so skilled, someone so deadly. Eddy pulled his hood over his head and sheathed his sword; he turned around and began to walk away, this life couldn't be his, this just wasn't his kind of life. He took seven steps away before he heard the guard sigh in relief, that's when he drew a throwing knife and launched it at the man's head, the knife was so quick that the man didn't even get a chance to open his eyes from sighing, it hit it target dead on, snapping the man's neck back as he fell to the floor.

But it was the only life he had left. He had to live it through, even if he hated it more than himself. He disappeared into the night without a word. His mission still wasn't done yet; leaping from building to building he was quickly able to get to the house he wanted. It smelled nice, like someone was baking something sweet, it was because of the smells and other reasons that he dropped down and took half of the gold out, dropping it on the people's porch and then knocking and running away. Tide was already in the worst kind of position for a guild to be in, he didn't care though, that house would always get the money they needed, then he went to the old church that still stood high and dropped the other half in front of there too, he repeated what he did to the other house and was gone in a second. It always made him feel good when he delivered all of his money, but his stomach didn't think so, he reached into his pocket and took a large bite out of the bread he had, then he walked over to the assassins guild entrance, of course it was a secret one. After finding the wall and the appropriate brick that he pushed to open the secret entrance he walked in and closed it, he was greeted by several other assassins, each looking deadlier than the last, Eddy wasn't afraid, he knew out of all of them he was the best, because he was better than all of the assassins. He wasn't here to prove his dominance though; Eddy walked past them all without even making eye contact with any of them and went into the profit room. He checked his locker to see the bag of gold that sat on it, his earnings for the kill tonight, he fought the urge to throw the bag of gold across the room as he picked it up and tied it around his belt. He needed this for weapon maintenance, knives, and most importantly food. He was sick to his stomach, this was blood money. Slowly he made his way to his room, he sat on his bed and opened the bag, looking at the gold that was inside, just looking at it without a thought in his mind or any other type of movement, the sadness from the day before hit him again like a steam roller. He was so done with this, but he said that every day, and apart of him refused to let him quit.

The part of him loved it too much.


Whew! That was some writing for me seeing as I was doing this in parts and had to re-read it to remember where I was. Ug that was so bad of me, author mistake I'm sorry. I hoped you liked this chapter though, things are just getting started.