Author's Note: This chapter is done. Thanks for the review's people, nice to know that my fic is being well received. Once again I'm going to mention Kami no Kage fic 'He Who Protects the Living'. The fic is doing quiet well, if anyone of you haven't had a look at it yet you should. Also this chapter has some explanation on magic and magecraft, so if I have written anything wrong about it please tell me so I can fix it.

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It had been two years since Arturia and Shirou had began their training. Over that period of time both had improved upon their chosen sword style's, becoming more versitale and flexiable within their spar's with Uther and Walter.

Shirou had managed to create a style of combat that only he could achieve. The style consisted of a twin blades stance which he used from the start of battle, and during the battle he would toss a blade at his oppentent and quickly engage them in a single handed sword fight if they blocked it or dodged, using his free hand to grab and punch his foe to distract them from his remaining sword. Shirou still felt like something was missing though, his free hand kept clenching as if holding an invisible sword whenever he went into his single handed stance.

Arturia had carried on with her two handed and heavy clothing training. Overtime she had learned to cleave her sword through the air with an increased speed, quickly blocking and attacking with her oversized training blade whenever her father began their spar's. Her heavy clothing training has also advanced over the year's, leading up to the chain mail shirt that she wore whenever they spared. The results of this training were also noticeable whenever she practiced by herself without her heavy garments, her speed easily surpassing the one she had while training with her father.

The two had also continued to dream about their red-headed look-alike and a princess that became a king.

Shirou's dream's consisted of the boy living with the man that saved him and a hyper teenager who acted extremely childish, cooking for them and arguing with the girl whenever she tried to steal his share. The chef in the kitchens had seen him as a master chef in the making when he had brought the recipes that he remembered from the dream's to him, and had insisted that he trained him in cooking.

Arturia's dreams usually consisted of the princess's childhood or her life as the ruler of her kingdom. Overtime she had began to integrate her swordsmanship with her own, gaining praise from her father while receiving her mother's ire. She had been forced to wear her normal garments when her mother had spotted her trying to wear her heavy clothing during the day, and began to rant when she had spotted her wearing her chain mail shirt.

However, tonight, unlike their usual nights, they dreamed about something new.

(Shirou's Dream)

It was easy for Shirou to tell that he was once again dreaming of his look-alike's life. However, unlike his usual repeating dreams he was now in the shed looking at the red head as he clenched a knife in his hand with a face full of pain. It only took him a split second to notice the glow coming from the boy's hands, and how familiar the feeling he got from it was. He watched as the knife within the boy's hands snapped and his eyes rolled back into his head as he passed out, the dream turning to darkness as he did so.

It wasn't long before his vision was restored, this time with the boy laid in bed as the man that saved him sat beside him. He heard the man as the boy what he was doing, the response seemed to horrify the man. With a sigh the man began to explain about 'Magecraft' and the circuits that allow one to use them.

(Arturia's Dream)

Arturia could tell that she was once again inside her idol's castle. But, the area that she was in was one that she hadn't seen before, in fact the room itself was completely different from what she had seen from the rest of the castle. The room was full of scroll's and books, with different ingredients and herbs inside bottles and jars laid around the room.

She watched as the king walked into the room and pulled out a chair from a nearby table to sit. As soon as she had sat down the elderly man that had appeared in her first dream came in, dressed completely in gray robes with a weathered walking stick held within his hand like a cane. The elderly man smiled with a playful glint in his eyes as he told the king that he called her here to teach her about magic, or as he preferred to call it, magecraft.

(Shirou's and Arturia's Dreams)

Both continued to dream as the men began to teach the people they dreamt of, one explained everything with a playful manner while the other took a more serous and slightly solemn route.

They spoke on the elements, and how almost everyone had either fire, earth, water, wind, ether, wood or metal as an elemental affinity that allowed them to use those elements in their spells more easily than others. They told them how most people had more than one affinity and combined them to create unique spells.

They explained how everyone had an origin, the starting point of ones existence that effected each person differently. And how ones origin could effect ones aliment, removing their ability to use spells that aren't related to their origin, some origin's went as far as becoming their elemental affinity giving them a branch of magic that only they could use.

Finally both spoke on how prana travels around ones body allowing them to use spells. They told them how every magi had circuits that travelled around their bodies and allowed them to use their own branch of magecraft. How one could not force their circuits to activate, a trigger was needed to activate ones circuits to begin their craft, each trigger being personal to said individual. They revealed how each magi had a set number of circuits within them, and how magi families passed on their circuits to their descendents, creating magic crests that allowed their descendents to carry on the family craft.

As both finished their explanations they asked them if they understood, and with a flash of light both Arturia and Shirou awoke.

(With Shirou)

Shirou's golden eyes slowly opened as his mind processed the dream he had just dreamt. He had just seen a possible way for one to use magic, or 'magecraft' as the man in his dream had called it. From his knowledge the only ones able to use magic in any form were either hero's, or creatures, like hobbes for example. While still pondering on his dream he began to get ready for the day. He pulled his covers off himself before he headed over to his cupboards for a set of clothes. After a quick rummage he pulled a shirt, some trousers, and a pair boxers and socks.

The shirt was a simple, plain, blue, sleeveless shirt which had a few permanent stains which he had gained from cooking. His trousers were a dark brown, made with a tough material that allowed a little more wear and tear than most clothes, like his shirt his trousers also had a few permanent stains. Once he had placed all of his clothes on he pulled his thick brown leather boots on before heading off to start cooking with the rest of the staff in the kitchens.

(With Arturia)

Unlike Shirou, Arturia did not have a slow wakening. She had rolled off her bed instead, which resulted in her awakening with a painful thud. With a groan she pulled herself off the ground, rubbing the side of her head to ward off the throbbing. After several minutes of standing still the throbbing finally ceased, and with that she went to get dressed.

Unlike Shirou two sets of clothes were already set out for her. Jasper had made it a habit to prepare two sets of clothing for the next day once he noticed the fact that she awoke early several times a week, though he didn't know that it was because of her dreams that she awoke earlier than usual.

The outfit that Arturia chose to wear for the day was a silk shirt and skirt, with a pair white sandals with some socks for her feet. The shirt was unusually plain for her, a simple white colour with a blue ribbon that went around her collar. Her skirt was white with blue patterns around the edge and went down to her knee's, the length reaching just above them.

Once she had gotten dressed she grabbed a spare ribbon from one of her drawers and tied her hair into her favourite high-ponytail style. With a grin she walked out of her room, while she was curios about her dream she could think on it after breakfast. Arturia licked her lips as her stomach grumbled at the thought of food, she would have to wait a bit since she was up early though. With that thought in mind she headed to her parents room, she might as well wake them all up while she was waiting.

(Two hours later, With Shirou)

After making breakfast with the rest of the staff and having a quick breakfast with them as well, Shirou headed towards the library. His mind had been wondering back to the dream most of the morning, he had almost made several mistakes while cooking which gained several concerned looks from the people around him, after all he hardly ever made mistakes in cooking anymore.

After some careful consideration he decided that he should go to the library if he wanted to look up some information on magic, asking the king who was the only one who could use magic anywhere nearby might bring up some questions he didn't want to answer. Like his dream's for instance.

And so here he was looking through the shelves of bookcases for anything that could hold some information that could link to magic. It was as he was reading the first few lines in a book called 'Magical me' that turned out to be a book about beauty products by some arrogant idiot that he heard the door open up behind him.

(With Arturia)

A happy princess skipped towards the library with a full stomach. Thankfully her mother had trained her ruthlessly so she would eat elegantly, even if she ate enough for a fully grown mountain troll to be shocked. Luckily the fact that her father ate as much as her saved her from one of her mother's lectures, unfortunately her father wasn't so lucky.

Now that she thought on it the food the cook's had been making had been improving drastically over the last two years, there had even been some dish's that she had never seen before being added to the menu. She wondered if they had hired a new cook, and if they had she promised herself that she would make sure that he was an adequate chef to be working in the castle. Her mouth was already watering at the thought of all the food testing she would have to do for that task.

With a start she realized she was already at the library, she must of walked all the way here while lost in thought. With a quick shake of her head to get rid of her daydreams she opened the door, and imagine her surprise when she see's Shirou reading inside.

"What are you doing here Shirou?" She asked with a raised brow.

Shirou, himself, looked at her surprised, he knew for a fact that she hardly ever entered the library, any questions she had were usually answered by her father after all. So it was a bit of a shock to see her when he decides to look up a book himself. "I'm looking up a book Princess," he replied with a hint of humour once he had overcome his shock.

Arturia looked at Shirou with narrowed eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Arturia, not Princess, Ar-Tu-Ria."

"Until you stop having the same reaction every time Arturia," the teasing tone in Shirou's voice made Arturia flush in embarrassment, he had done the same thing several times now so she should of realized. "As for your earlier question, I'm looking up books to do with magic."

This intrigued Arturia, after all she had come for the same reason. "Do you mind if I help? I came here to look for books about magic too."

Shirou was about to decline when he noticed the size of the library, the chances of him finding anything around here worth looking for by himself were very low. So it was with a reluctant nod of his head that the two began to search the shelves. As time went by they were able to find several books on the lower shelves, all of which held nothing that they were looking for.

It was around two hours later when they were about to give up when they noticed a book on one of the higher shelves of a bookcase. Both noticed that neither of them would be able to reach it. It didn't take long for Arturia to think up a plan, she grabbed a chair and pulled it in front of the bookcase and explained her plan to him. When Shirou tried to be considerate to her and stated that he would hold her up to reach the book, the response was not what he had been expecting.

"You think that just because I'm a girl that I wouldn't be strong enough to lift you?" Arturia spoke with a angry pout on her face.

And with that Shirou somehow ended up being hoisted up by his ankles while Arturia stood on the chair. He may have been surprised by her strength with her petite appearance but he refused to show it, he didn't want to be on the receiving end of a rant, he had heard what her mother was like and he didn't want to be the one to test if she had inherited that trait.

As he grabbed the book titled 'Hidden Magic's' he was surprised when the book refused to leave the shelve, with a mighty pull the book moved slightly, but instead of retrieving the book like they had planned a loud clicking could be heard as the bookcase began to move towards them, pushing the chair backwards and knocking both of them off balance. Shirou went flying backwards and landed on the table in the middle of the room, while Arturia fell to the ground and had the chair pushed onto her. Luckily the only injuries both of them received were sore bottom's.

As the bookcase stopped moving another clicking noise was heard, and both of them sighed in relieve since nothing painful had happened this time. Arturia's curiosity overcame her as she stood up and looked behind the bookcase completely ignoring Shirou who was telling her to wait for him. As she looked behind the bookcase she was able to see several books held within a hole in the wall, strangle ying-yang like symbols surrounded the hole. Each of the books were titled 'Garth's Journal' with a different date on each.

Shirou had finally caught up to her and was able to see the books himself, without waiting for Arturia he grabbed the books and went over to the table, completely ignoring Arturia as he did so, and no it wasn't because she did it to him, it wasn't.

As he laid the books on the table with Arturia huffing behind him he picked up the book with the latest date, and began to read.

It has been a while since I have written into one of these, but this will be the last one I write about my research before I go into retirement. This section of this journal will be about my final finding's about the powers of so called Hero's. Thanks to the research I have done with my fellow hero's Hammer, Uther as well as the little bit of research I had done on the inhabitants of Albion thanks to Lucien Fairfax, no matter how unsightly it was, I believe I had the answer on how hero's really have their powers. I may have been completely sure if I had Reaver added to the research, but I refuse to owe any kind of favour to such a man.

From what I have been able to see every person, hero lineage or not, has a core of power linking to either strength, Will or Skill. All three of which can be seen in different lights and different ways by each individual, examples being woodcutting for strength and the lute for skill. From what I have been able to perceive the only reason every individual in Albion doesn't have access to their core powers is because a trigger, mechanism or ritual needs to happen to activate it. As well as the fact that none of their cores have enough power to achieve results like a 'hero' . Unfortunately I do not know how we activated our own powers, it might need to be personal like Uther's sister being killed, or it may have happened with a ritual. Neither I or Uther know which is accurate.

From my research with Lucien and the spire I was able to artificially recreate a activation process with spire shard to people's cores, the result was not what I had hoped for however. Instead of painless pathways that allowed one to access their cores power around their body, and increase in size the more one person master's their element, I had instead created artificial circuits that could be used with the cost of pain. There was also the fact that if the user used their circuits too much they would die instead of just being exhausted like a hero's pathways. I scrapped this plan when I realized that it was more of a danger to people than a benefit, unfortunately Lucien carried on the project without me and created insane-battle-manic-freaks in the process.

Once me, Hammer, Reaver and Uther had dealt with the problem's with the spire I requested the aid from Hammer and Uther to learn and hopefully complete my research on Hero's.

Unlike my last project this one went as I had hoped, me and Hammer both had different cores, my own being Will while Hammers was strength. However, Uther had three cores, each one being for Will, Skill and Strength. This is the evidence I needed on the inheritance theory I had though of were one gains similar or more powerful cores from being a descendent of a hero.

My earlier research showed me that almost all of the original hero's had access to all three traits, all showing in marksmanship, spells and general strength in their true history. But from what history told me almost all of the hero's from that time were killed before they could have children due to Jack of Blades purge of the hero's order. I was able to piece together some of the history to see that the Fairfax line was actually a descendent from the hero Thunder, I myself also being the descendent of his sister, which I was unable to get any information on apart from the fact that she was sparred in the arena by a fellow hero when she had been beaten. Unfortunately I couldn't find out who Hammer was a descendent of, and Reaver isn't a descendent from that time, he was from that time! I already wrote about that in one of my earlier journals though so I won't go into that.

From this knowledge I have been able to see that Uther was none other than the descendent of the hero which slew Jack of Blades, unfortunately I had also been able to find out that his line had not been ended by him, hopefully his descendants don't turn out like him.

Anyhow I have been able to see that a direct descendent of either of those two hero's (Villain in Jack's case, but his powers named him a hero so it's a technicality) will have all three cores of a hero's power. It may be possible for someone to gain three cores without being a descendant, but I have not done anymore research on that subject so I am unsure. I do know that it is possible for a child to have access to all three cores if, per say, a child of mine and Hammer's had a child and that child had a child with Reaver. I feel disgusted that I could even think of such a thought, but in theory such a thing would create a hero with three cores if they were able to activate them.

I have also been able to find out that while every core is in the area of either Skill, Will and strength, each one is different. I was only able to find this out by comparing my own and Hammer's core with Uther's. From what I could tell each core allows one to be more effective with certain skills. You could call it the cores origin, Element or whatever you could think of, but the general thing is that each one also helps by what one believes, their perspective if you will. I think, this is pure guess work, that Hammer's Origin is literally 'Hammer', this allows her to be more effective with everything she thinks relates to a Hammer. For example, a Hammer is related to a Warrior in her mind, and as such she is more effective with warrior skills than that of the mind, you could also say that her ungodly drinking skills, which allow her to never get drunk, could also be placed in a similar light. My own origin, again guess work (Not enough hero's to properly test) is knowledge, this allows me to be more effective with everything I see as knowledge, for example I have been able to master spells to a level that even Uther and Lucien were amazed about. From what I can tell this would be because I see Will spells as a skill that can only be achieved by knowledge.

But this is the end of today's writing, I am likely to write more on a later date though.

~Garth, The Hero of Will. First Entry of my last Journal~

Both Arturia and Shirou were amazed by what they had just reed, both for different reason of course. Arturia was amazed by what she had reed about her father, she had no idea that he was a direct descendant of the first figure seen as a true hero. Shirou was more amazed by the knowledge that the journal held, the knowledge of how hero's powers worked as well as their history. With both those thoughts in mind they carried on reading, both for different reasons. Much later into the night Arturia fell asleep, her head landing on Shirou's shoulder as she continued to snooze away. Shirou, knowing his manners thanks to Jasper, allowed her to sleep on his shoulder, not thinking anything more on it. It didn't take long for his own eyes to begin to drupe, dragging him to slumber along with Arturia. And almost instantly his head landed on Arturia's, sleeping with his head resting on hers while she rested on his shoulder.

And with that two children slept surrounded by knowledge of the hero's of the past. Both dreaming dream's of being hero's.

Narrator Section:

Gazzadcs: Thanks for housing me Ilya, I didn't expect Shirou's Fuji-nee to try and hunt me down for eating her food.

Ilya Von Einzbern: No problem author! "And it annoys that stupid teacher so of course I'll help".

Berserker: Rawwwer "We have no problem housing you Author, there's plenty of free rooms after all".

Gazzadcs: How very kind of you Berserker, do you mind if I call you Hercules?

Hercules: Rawr "Of course not, go right ahead".

Gazzadcs: Thanks!

Ilya Von Einzbern:…..you can understand berserker? "Is this the power of an author?"

Gazzadcs: Of course I can, he's talking perfectly fine. Oh, the readers are here! Lines people!

Ilya Von Einzbern: That's the end of that chapter *giggle*

Hercules: Rawr! "Hope you enjoyed it!"

Gazzadcs: Please review!

Gazzadcs/Hercules/Ilya Von Einzbern: See you around people, we hope your looking forward to the next chapter!/Rawr! "See you around people, we hope your looking forward to the next chapter".

Gazzadcs: Good work.

Hercules: *Thumbs up* "You too!".

Extra: Mini me's, meet my Fuji-nee. Don't call her a tiger, trust me.

Teen Shirou and Child Shirou had quickly moved Sakura to a spare room, worried that she had passed out because she was ill.

Once they returned they heard the sound of two lion's roaring and saw both Saber and Arturia glaring and him and his mini me with a plate of empty snacks in front of them.

"Dinner is just about done so hold on a minute," both Child and Teen Shirou spoke as one while looking at their own version of glares. Said glares vanished and turned to sunshine smiles as soon as they announced that food was just about ready.

It was only a minute later that they brought the eight meals in, only one for both Shirou's while the other six were for both of the blonds. Both of the red heads just gaped at them as they ate in perfect sync, a style of eating that both of them named the twin elegant gluttons due to grace that both of them stuff themselves with.

*Crash* "Shirrrrrrou, I'm home and I'm hungrrrrrrry," the roar of a hungry tiger stopped both the red heads from staring which the blonds didn't stop for a second, completely ignoring anything but their food.

"Shirrrrou where's my foooo…..," whatever the tiger was about to say was halted when she saw the scene in front of her. It looked like a scene with a wife and husband eating dinner with their two children, the fact that they different have children the day before different enter her mind for a second.

Both of the red heads watched as the tiger in human skin halted and turned completely white as she entered the room, as they saw her face turning redder and redder they decided to do the smart thing, grab their plates and hide in the kitchen!

Said tiger exploded into a fierce roar just as the two red heads made it to safety. "Indecent! I REJECT! Stop eating my food!" With so much to complain about it all came out in one loud bellow, which was completely ignored by the two graceful gluttons. Shirou's Fuji-nee in her frenzy drew her cursed sword before stamping on the edge of the table, a fierce image of a tiger with glowing eyes appearing behind her as she did so.

Both the gluttons watched in a horrified slow motion as their food was flung into the air, before falling to the ground and becoming inedible. Their faces turned from horror to fury as they gazed upon the offender, two golden dragons appeared from behind them as they held their wooden swords, the adult and baby dragon roaring in an absolute fury.

With that the battle between titans began!

*Scene removed for being too gruesome towards Shirou's Fuji-nee, never, and I mean never people, ruin a dragon's food*

The red heads left the kitchen only to be greeted by a devastated living room, the floor and walls cracked all over. And in the middle of the room was the tiger that looked like a giant bruise. Surrounding her was both Arturia and Saber with there dragons behind them. As they entered the room both gazed upon them, the look of fury still upon their faces.

Both Shirou's knew what to do, they instantly drew the meals they had made for the tiger from behind their backs and were greeted with the sight of two very happy blonds and a pair of dragon's openly drooling onto the floor.