A/N: Guys I'm back just gotta say that this was a hassle, and that this is where the story begins.

Dragonbornmatt: We shall show them indeed.

ssscopio: I totes agree man :3

Chapter. 10

I couldn't believe that I was asking the ice king for help. Even though he was mostly innocuous, he was still a pain in the rhombus. "For realsies you guys? Awesome! Hanging out with my old best friend and my new best friend," he sung as he put his arms around us.
"Simon, please get off us." when I said the ice king's name, I felt my brother twitch.
"Sorry tur-bros, what do you need help with?"
"You see, it's sorta complicated," I reached into my pack only to disturb the sleeping flambit.
"Yo! What's the big ideas!" he screeched as he hopped out of the pack onto Darick's shoulder.
"Sorry flambo." after a few more moments of stifling through my bag, I pulled out the book. When Simon's eyes fell onto the book's insignia, his smile faded from his face.
"Finn, Darick, Follow me." The ice king said abruptly, he then proceeded to walk down into his basement. Darick and I looked at each other, than reluctantly followed the old cook.
"What are you doing Ice king?" Darick commanded as we came to the bottom of the stairwell. Simon was standing near a wall staring intently at it. "Simon?" again a twitch from my brother. The Ice King didn't respond, instead he placed his hand on the wall, right on a symbol that looked just like the one on the book. The wall peeled back to reveal a wave of light
"Come." Simon then was enveloped by the light as he walked through the opening.
"I don't like this. Finn you ready your sword and flambo,"
"Yeahs?"
"Hold on tight." I slid my demon blood sword out of it's location on my backpack.
He slid the katana out of it's sheath and readied it. As we approached the opening, Darick took the lead. Through it, the wind was roaring. When we looked out, it seemed to lead outside. Outside was a bridge which led to an open door, which went into the next mountain.
"Hold on." Darick said wrapping his arm around my shoulder. Then, we were instantly in the doorway hurrying inside. There stood the Ice king, by another archway in a dimly lit room.
"This is as far as I go finn." The ice king said in a monotone manor.
"I still don't understand Ice king, what do you mean?"
"These trials were meant for you," He paused and then pointed to Darick. "And your guardian. Your brother, or as the book refers to him as, the one who is 'One with the shadows', Darick.
Before I could react Darick cut me off with his own reply. "Thank you for your help." Darick said with an intent stare.
"I'll be awaiting your return Finn, and Darick". We both nodded to show we understood.

"Let's go Darick." I ushered my brother forwards, he hesitated for a second then moved towards the next room. Beyond the archway was a room lit by fire in a fireplace, located in the center of a room. "Wow! Look at this place." I was in awe. There were drawings of warriors all over the walls. The room was surprisingly well lit by the blue flames.

"I'll say." Darick seemed to be enthralled by the flames. He seemed to dust of the mantle itself. "Hey, Finn! Come check this out!" Darick shouted, beckoning me over to him.

"What is it?"
"Come read this." I looked over his shoulder to spot what he wanted me to read. There were strange words on the tablet lying peculiarly on the mantle. The words were made from english letters, but spelt weird words.
"I can't understand it. What does it say?"
"It is in latin. An ancient language, it was ancient even before the great mushroom war. Luckily, I studied it in high school." He said laughing with a huge grin plastered across his face.
"What's school?" I asked intrigued.
"First of all, you don't want to know. Second, That isn't the point, what is the point is what it says." He took a dramatic pause for a second keeping me on edge for a few moments.
"Well?"
"Fine!" he snapped sarcastically. He then proceeded to mutter to himself. "Kids today. Hmph- No appreciation for the theatrics I tell you." He then turned back and addressed me directly. "It says 'When engulfed by the ever changing flamboyant everence, The Docent does as the bird of flames'. Hmmm, what do you think it means."
"I don't know, I couldn't understand half of that in english. Maybe the bird of fire it was talking about was a phoenix?"
"Maybe it has something to do with fires?" Jumped in flambo who we completely forgot about. "I don't knows, but the word flamboyant, or whatever has the word flame in it."
"Close flambo, flamboyant means beautiful, in a sense. Though still..." Darick seemed to stop and think for a few moments. "I think I remember a few things about phoenixs. When they die they burst into flames, but then they are reborn from the ashes, also I know that Docent was a latin derivative that meant guide... Hmm maybe."
Then without warning, Darick tore the tome from my fingertips and threw it into the blue, dancing flames. I turned to face him. "What the Math man!" I was pissed, he had gotten rid of possibly our only clue to solving this test.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and held me firmly. "Wait, and watch." I turned back towards the flames to see what my brother was talking about. Suddenly, the mellow blue flames turned violently red. Then out of the flames rose a bird, made of fire.
"A phoenix." Those words left my brother's mouth and floated their way over to my ears. The Phoenix then took flight around the room. Sadly, only to crash into the mantle where the "Latin" words were resting, but after that we couldn't see where he went.
"Looks like there is something hidden behind the writing. He but his katana back into his sheath, I followed his incentive and put mine away. He then slid out his knife and broke the tablet in half, behind it was another opening. "Would you care to do the honors dear brother" he said in some strange accent that he apparently found funny.
"How kind." I said sarcastically trying to imitate the accent he had just so easily done. He fell backwards laughing. Then, a bit reluctantly, I reached my hand into the opening. I felt a hard cover but that was all, so I tugged on it so I could get a better view. As It came into the light I could see it was another book.
"Remember, patience is virtue, because the is balance in everything in life." For once my brother was being serious, and he sound quite wise actually. Maybe that's why he is always cracking jokes, to cover up how wise he was. "Even still that was a clever test, one of faith" he commented at such a low volume I'm surprised I heard him.
"I guess you're right." I admitted. I studied the new book in my hands. I was a shade of dark red. It's insignia, in the center, had a sword and a weapon that resembles a firearm of sorts.
"Why is there a shotgun on the cover?" My brother blurted out.
"A shot-what?" Inquired the small flambit.
"I don't know Darick." I felt a sudden burst of heat from the book as it was encompassed in a blinding white light. Then, the white light dissipated just as quickly as it appeared.
"What was that?" I asked in shock from what just occurred.
"Man, I don't know, But I've got a bad feeling about this." He commented as I opened the book. The title of the page read "The heroes of strength". As I flipped the page, one of the lines glittered red and became understandable.
"Your trials begin now." Darick and I read in unison, but as soon as that sentence was muttered, the floor crumbled out from underneath us. We were plummeted into darkness.

(POV/Switch)

Suddenly the floor gave way and we were in a freefall of darkness. "Jeez!" Yelled the flambit as he held onto my shoulder with all of his strength. The wind stung as it blew past my face.
"Finn!" I shouted looking for him frantically. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a glow stick which I busted. I threw it down as it started to light up, in hopes I could see him. I spotted him a good 20 feet below me. "I got you!" I yelled to my brother, not willing to lose the last of my family.
"Hurry! I see the ground! I think!" I heard finn call back to me. I leaned my weight down towards him to try and catch him. He was right, the ground had come into sight with my glow stick laying there in the center. I was almost able to touch his fingertips to mine. Then my wings suddenly appeared and unfurled against my will, pulling me up and slowing me down.
Finn smashed into the ground, throwing debris into the air, mere seconds before I crash landed and rolled. I slowly began to lose consciousness. "Come on man, Stay awakes" I heard the flambits voice beckoning me, but I couldn't understand any more. I was already slipping into the land of dreams, and then hopefully, the land of the dead.
My eyes snapped open to see a familiar meadow. I sat up to see a tree that meant so much to me before. There, standing below it's branches, was the silhouette of one who only remained in my memories.

A/N: well guys i trollololed you again! anyways I got some killa info for yas. So one of the many projects I have lined up will be a collab fanfic with contest winners, Chuvulam and Dragonbornmatt.

Anyways the title is "What Is Real?" Now I can only give you a bit of info. So after a fierce encounter finn has, he wakes up in a hospital, only not in Ooo. He wakes up to see other humans around him ecstatic. after that a chain of events begin in which At day finn lives here with us, But at night he lives in the land of Ooo. Will he be able to retain his sanity? But mos importantly, WHAT IS REAL?

The real reason why i'm giving you guys this information, is as a thank you, so far this story has received over 2,000 views, which is CraZy. I just gotta tell you guys I love ya (No homo). Any ways please review, follow, and favorite this story. Also if you could guys, follow and/or follow me as an author ;3 Just thanks.

Sincerely yours, Nero

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