Author's Notes: Nice to be back, I decided to continue this story, but this story won't fosuc on the original characters as much, instead it will revolve around the Raider's son.

And with the new armor out I now have new main and that is... Batman (A.K.A Lawbringer)

Valkenheim

Seven years after the birth of Prince Owen and Princess Hana, in one of the rooms of the Warborn hall, the Warborn leader was passed out drunk on a broken table that looked to be snapped in half, with the Raider snoring like a bear. Walking in Runa found her leader on the broken table, groaning in disgust.

"Raider! wake up!" Runa shouted at the drunkard Viking leader, kicking his feet.

Raider stirred awake wiping drool off the corner of his mouth with his arm, "wha- Runa? what is it that you need?" he asked politely, but noticed that the Valkyrie was holding something in her arms, it's a baby, "what are doing with that infant?" he pointed to the baby.

Runa frowned at the Raid, offended even, "this is your son, you idiot," she stated angrily.

"My son? since when I have a son?" Raider asked confusingly.

"Half a year after we got married," Runa answered.

"WHAT!?" Raider shouted and looked at both of his hands, but saw no ring on any of his fingers, "nice try Runa."

Runa pointed her spear towards Raider's face with the tip of the spear head an inch away from his nose, but then she lowered her spear down to his beard, and lifted the ring that kept his beard in a braid showing him that it's a wedding ring.

"Oh," he bluntly said.

"Now get off your drunken ass and help me raise our son," Runa barked letting Raider carry his son.

Raid took a good look at his first child, taken away by his beauty, with his blonde hair, and blue eyes, "Uh... Did we give him a name already?" Raider asked and Runa shook her head in compliance. Raid stood up and cleared his throat "well then son, you shall be know as... Burr," Raider announced proudly.

At The Dinning Hall

At the table Stigandr and Helvar were having their breakfast until Raider came in kicking the door open.

"Someone's finally sobered up," Stigandr commented seeing his leader come in.

"Friends, I have a son," Raider stated holding his son for them to see while, Burr son of Raid, smiled and laught innocently.

"We know, we were there," Helvar told him.

"This calls for a celebration," Raid announced.

Twelve Years Later

Running through the forest a boy was chasing down his trophy, a full grown buck, with a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, the boy has his prey in his sights as it ran down the path, but the boy must hurry for he must make it back before nightfall. The boy drops to one knee, he pulled back the string, and takes in a breath. At that moment the boy heard nothing more than his own heart beat as he concentrated on his goal.

He soon let go of the string, the arrow was sent flying through the air, and it found its mark as it struck the buck in the back of the neck, it goes down head first, and its body flying a couple of feet away. The boy then ran back and pulled out his sled to carry his trophy home.

Back home

Dragging his trophy on the sled the boy treads through the snow, hearing the frozen water crunch beneath his feet until finaly he comes to an open field with his father and uncles waiting for him.

"And here he is with his trophy," Raider announced proudly as his son, Burr, dragged in the sled towards them dropping the harness down, Burr's father Raider, and his two uncles Strigandr and Helvar, inspected the buck that lay dead on the sled.

"Look at the rack on this kill, it's marvelous," Strigandr pointed, grabbing hold of the antlers.

"It'll make a fine feast, my stomach's growling already," Helvar rubbed his belly.

"I'm proud of you son, for now you are a man," Raider proclaimed to his son.

They hauled in the buck inside the hall where Burr's mother, Runa, is waiting.

"You're home," she said, hugging her son.

"See, Runa, I told you Burr can handle it," Raider reassured his wife which she grabbed hold of his beard and pulled him closer.

"Yes you did, but I told you if anything happened to our sweet little angle, I would shove my spear so far up your ass, you'll cut your tongue everytime you talk," Runa threaten and then let's go of her husband.

"uh, yes... Well, let's eat," Raider concluded.

One Hour Later

Inside young Burr sat at the table with his parents, as he waited for dinner to come, he played around with his kitchen knife carving into the table, until finally the cooked deer was brought to them. Seeing the meat steaming up the room as the heat escaped from it which made Burr water at the mouth. When the servants placed the tray down on the table Burr tried reaching for it, climbing onto the table.

"Ah! no, not yet," Runa stopped him by slapping his hand, "don't just climb on the table Burr, we eat on it not run around on it."

"You heard your mother Burr, where's your manners?" Raider reminded his boy.

Burr pouted for a moment, but he was not one to argue with his parents so he sat back down, and waited to be served. Once the family of three begun feasting Burr was sinking his teeth into the deer's flesh, for what happened to the pelt and antlers. The pelt will be used to space the area between his belt, boots, and wrists, and the antlers he will mount over his bedroom door.

While they eat Runa tried to catch her husband's attention, she pretended to cough, but Raider didn't hear it so she coughs louder, she caught her son's attention, but she needed Raider's, so she just gave him a very hard kick under the table. Raider cried out in pain while he dropped his dinner and held his shin.

"Don't you have something to say to our son, RAIDER!" Runa called out, almost yelling angrily at her husband.

"Uh? yes! yes, uh Burr. Son, the anniversary of your friend's birth is coming up," Raider brought up to his son.

"yeah two days from now, did you get her anything?" Runa asked.

Burr was silent for a moment glancing between his parents, he then jumped off his chair, and ran to his room, when he came back he was holding something in his hand. It was a crown, Burr wanted to make one of those leaf crowns he sees wardens wear around their helmets, but he used red feathers instead, believing it will be better for real leaves will just rot unlike the metal ones knights wear.

"And what's this, a crown made of feathers?" Runa spoke out curiously, carfully taking it in her hands, "looks well made, you didn't steal it, did you?" she joked.

Even though Burr's and his friend's birthdays are not far off from each other, with Burr's just being now, which is why he had to go hunt a deer on his own, he is now a man, and his Uncle Strigandr has giving him a Liavelt sword as a gift.

"We're leaving early in the morning son, so you need plenty of rest when we leave," Raider instructed his son.

"I'm sure your friend will love your gift Burr, goodnight," Runa handed him the gift and Burr turned in.

Eight Years Ago

Stepping out of their carriage Lord Warden and Lady Momiji were invited over to Valkenheim by Raider to celebrate the anniversary of Apollyon's death by "Blood Eagle", but some Vikings were disappointed because they were hoping to see her get crushed by an elephant, but hey what're gonna do? Where was I? oh right.

The couple didn't travel alone, their third child and youngst daughter, Amai, also came along for the trip, and when she saw the snow she jumped right out of the carriage and started rolling around in it.

"Amai, get out of the snow, you'll catch a cold," Momiji told her daughter to seizes.

"Hon, let the girl have her fun, a little snow never hurt anyone," Warden reasoned, trying to get his wife to loosen up.

"Haha, welcome to Valkenheim Lord Warden and Lady Momiji," Raider welcomed with open arms, hugging the Lord.

"Good to see you Raider, I like you to meet our daughter Amai," Momiji said bringing her little girl up front to be introduced.

"Hello there little one, you like playing in the snow?" Raider asked kneeling down to her level the best he can.

"Yes, it's my first time seeing snow," Amai said all too eager, jumping up and down, which made the Raider laugh at her joyous nature.

The guest were escorted to the entrance of their grand hall, inside they saw everyone wandering about cheering and singing, tables over flowing with food of salmon and pork and many delicious treats. Amai admired the tapestries hung and strung up on the walls and the carvings on the wooden columns of serpents wrapping around. Amai followed the carving up all the way to the ceiling of the second floor which it supported, but Amai noticed something else.

She saw a boy holding on to the bars of the railing upstairs, like a prisoner in his cell, he was staring right at her and Amai did the same until the boy ran off, and so Amai went to her father's side tugging at his his pant leg.

"Daddy, I saw a boy up there," she told her father.

"That will be my son their little Amai," Raider informed her.

"You have a son Raider?" Warden asked, being surprised to hear.

"Yes, his name's Burr, he's of four years of age," Raider introduced.

"Really, Amai's four years too," Warden noted.

"That's surprising, our children are the same age," Raider said all jolly in his tone.

"So who's the mother?" Warden wondered.

"Oh she's right over there," Raider pointed to Runa, who was "negotiating" with a man for the last piece of beef by punching him in the face.

"You're uhh... A lucky man," Warden complimented and Raid patted him on the back hard causing him to spill his drink.

"Indeed I am," Raider thanked.

After a while it was time for the main event, so everyone gathered around, and they lend their ears to their chief/king.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," raider started, "today is the day that marks the anniversary of the death of Apollyon, the day that she had justice served to her, by ridding that wretched snake from this earth, and now spends her eternity in Hel. Now we reenact her execution of Blood Eagle," he cheered and so did everyone else.

"Mommy, what's a Blood Eagle?" Amai asked her mother as Momiji held her.

"That's an execellent question Amai, Darling, what's Blood Eagle?" Momiji asked her husband not knowing what it was either, but before Warden can answer his wife's question Helvar answered for him.

"It's a form of torture where you split open the back of the convicted, and reach right in to pull out their lungs to imitate wings, just look at that tapestry over there," he pointed towards one of the walls, which depicted what Helvar described.

Momiji covered her daughter's eyes not wanting her to see the picture.

"That's a sight," Warden commented on the gore of the execution and had his arm pulled in by his wife.

"I do NOT want Amai to see that," she made herself clear as day, but Helvar explained.

"Not to worry your highness, we use a freshly killed boar to reenact the execution," he assured.

"There, problem solved," Warden said all relaxed.

"No it doesn't," Momiji argued, but thankfully Raider offered an alternative.

"If you don't wish your child to witness the reenactment, you could leave her upstairs with my son, Burr," he offered.

"Well, that actually sounds nice, c'mon Amai time to make friends," Momiji said in relief.

"Awwwe, but I wanna see," Amai complained.

Upstairs

Walking down the hall with one of the maidens guiding Momiji to a much more quiet part of the hall.

"Just right here your highness," she pointed to a lit room where Momiji finally saw the Raider's son for the first time.

little Burr soon took notice of the two guests and stood up to meet them.

"Hi there little one, my name's Momiji and this is my duaghter Amai," Momiji introduced, but Burr did not answer, he just stood there silently.

"Is it something I said? why isn't he saying anything?" Momiji asked confusingly.

"Oh, Lady Momiji, young Burr doesn't speak," the maiden informed.

"Doesn't speak? then how do you know what he wants or needs?" Momiji asked.

"I don't know, I think it's his gaze that says it all," The maiden said, and Burr simply blinked, "yes, I'll get you some milk," she noted.

"Can I get milk too?" Amai asked joyously.

"Sure little one," the maiden answered kindly and she was off to fetch them milk.

"Alright Amai be nice to the Raid's mute son, I'll be right back with your father," Momiji sets Amai down and leaves her alone with Burr.

After the maiden brought the two kids their drinks Amai and Burr played around with some blocks which they used to build a castle, with Burr knowing exactly where to put them to make the castle work.

"This is a beautiful castle, it's almost as pretty as my home," Amai commented, comparing Burr's tiny castle to her home back in Ashfeld.

However soon Amai was getting bored with building the same thing over and over.

"Can we do something else other than building?" she asked.

Burr soon got up and went over to a chrunk and pulled out two wooden swords, even though it could be fun Amai had another Idea.

"Playing swords sounds like a fun time, but I know a fun game that my mom and dad played a few nights ago, wanna try?" Amai purposed and Burr thought about it for a second before nodding his head in agreement.

After The Reenactment

Raider, Runa, Warden, and Momiji were walking up the steps discussing about today, with Momiji recalling what she just saw with the boar being cut up and having the blood spill all over the ground staining the wooden floor.

"Ugh, I can't get that smell out of my nose now," Momiji complained pinching her nose.

"You get used to it," Runa advised.

"I hope Amai behaving herself with your son, Raider," said Warden not wanting to imagine her daughter in a room with a boy.

"I'm sure they're having a marvelous time," Raider reassured.

Until they saw that Amai was raiding Burr like a horse.

"AMAI!"

"BURR!"

Both parents shouted out in disbelief shock.

On Their Way Home

"I can't believe you were riding the Raider's son like that," Warden spoke angry.

"This is so embarrassing," Momiji commented burying her face in her palm, "Amai where did you learn that?"

"I'm pretty sure it was that boy, already wanting to lay his filthy hands on our daughter, filling her head with dirty thoughts, I knew he was trouble," Warden cursed.

"No daddy it was my idea," Amai confessed, "I saw you and mommy play horsey a few nights ago."

From there the two parents felt their hearts sank deeper into embarrassment.

A Few Nights Ago

"Mom? dad?... Ms. Drairy?" Amai softly called out wandering through the castle halls with a candle.

She awoke early with her mouth and lips dry and feeling parched, until finally she came up to her parents' room, she saw the door creaked open with a stream of candle light seeping through, and hearing her parents' voices.

"Mom and dad are awake? I wonder what they're doing this late?" Amai spoke curiously peeking through the door.

"Oooooh~ I'm gonna ride you hard," Momiji spoke seductively and cracks a whip.

"Hmm? looks like mommy and daddy are having fun, better not disturb them," she whispered to herself and walks off quietly to continue her search for something to drink.

A/N: And let that be a lesson to you parents to lock you damn doors if you don't want your kids walking in on you, so lock your doors, please, for the love of god, you'll avoid having "the converation" with your kids early.

You know after I got the Marching Fire update I gotta say, I hate how they handled the bots and minions.

The bots now mostly ignore you in dominion or just plain run away (even though they're at full health), I get hit more by bots in MY OWN TEAM than the enemy team, and the minions can now knock you out of an execution or reviving you team mates? that's bullshit. They even took away the cool animation when you kill them, now it's just a lame hack and slash motion, like you're stuck on guard mode now.

No more throwing minions around with Raider or Highlander, no more sliting minions' thoats with Centurion, no more smacking them across the face with your hilts as Warden, no more flying karate kicks as Shinobi, and no more flinging them over your head with your pole axes as Lawbringer. That sucks bring them back Ubisoft.