So the vote is still the same. Starting to question if I should just end the vote where is it. Also not one comment on a prologue story for a Fates fanfiction? Then again this story only has two reviewers. ...Review please. I'm happy to read that. As long as they aren't trolls, or just people being assholes. I like your opinions, but when they're unhelpable, or just bashing it without explaining why. Yeah no one needs that. Anyways Chapter time.

Chapter 12

Return

A risen fighter ran towards me with his axe swinging. I've also got three archers, a cavalier, two mages, and a knight. I used a reeking box. Well I used several reeking box. For days straight. While the others train in the arena. I battled in the forest, killing undead. Ferox, training against the risen. Just like old times when this was just a game. Not, well I don't know what to call this. World, realm, A VRMMO, Hell?

"Dragon Art: Elec blade," I shouted out the words, trying to summon a sword. I was told I didn't need to rely on my tome to use Dragon art. Yet I can't summon a thing without my tome. The fighter got close, and his axe swung into my right side. Not enough to cause pain, but enough to do some damage. A arrow flew by me, then a fireball. "Dragon Art: Elec blade," Still no blade. To hell with this. I grabbed the tome from pocket.

"Dragon Art: Elec blade," I tossed the tome up, and two blades of lightning appeared in my hands."Your time is up," I swung a blade in horizontal arc, and the fighter turned to smoke. Then the blade of shadows in my left hand cutting down the knight. Wait? Blade of shadows? You know what there will be time for that later. The caliaver moved towards me, his spear. I parried with my left, and slashed with my right. Just the mages and archer left. I blocked a arrow and then went towards the archers. In seconds they were gone, then the mages fell.

"It won't work," Urgh, Him. I looked around, and noticed Quick-step sitting on one of snow branches. Looking at me with those eyes. The...

"You shouldn't have given up casting without the tome, You can do it," Percival pulled a Kellam. Well at least that made sense. He is a trained assassin, well spy but his only missions were to murder people so yeah trained assassin.

"How?" I looked at him.

"Resonance your mind, link your will. Don't say the words. Cast it. That's what your missing," Percival looked at me, with his eyes hidden behind his shades. He held my dragon art tome. Not getting that back any time soon.

"P.K, telling the truth," Jolt Zacks appeared in a dust cloud. Guessing he heard us.

"Alright," I thought of my action. A blade of lightning. Pure white lighting, not a hint of shadows. Just a sword.

"You can do it, I believe in you," Her voice in my head. I don't know why. Maybe because I wanted to hear someone who I know believes in me. Even if it just a random line she said to me, one time.

"Dragon Art: Elec blade," I looked as a lightning bolt formed in my hand. A sword appearing in my hand. Not just any sword, but silver sword with blue trims all over it. The hilt was silver handle connected to a handguard that drops down on the right side styled like a angel wing, that connected to the end of the handle. It was my sword. Oathkeeper, the sword she made and gave me. She said Link made it, but Link probably suggested the design. The sword that represent our oath. Our bond. My face feels wet, and why am I so close to the ground?

"Its hurts. I can make that pain go away," The Dark one said to me in my head. Make it go away. Make it go away.

"Ron," Isaac's voice broke through my thoughts. His right hand was around me.

"Yeah, bad memory," I stood back up.

"You sure?" Isaac looked at me

"I'm fine," I shook my head. Can't think about her. Just can't.

"Alright, well if we are continuing your training, I've gotta say while using reeking boxes was a good idea. Expect your doing it wrong. Using here in ferox, well you would need a lot of them just to level once, You really out leveled them," Quick-step shrugged at me.

"No really? I thought I was leveling like crazy. I'm aware, but I have the item, and I can't just focus on just small kills. Also this is real life, not the game where I can just travel wherever to a good spot," I shouted at the green knight.

"Well why don't we increase their power. I've got a idea," Quick-step took one of the boxes and opened it. Cue the risen appearing. "Now by the flames of the dragon bathe. Shall your soul be true, gain the strength of courage, and be reborn from the flames."

"Wouldn't the fire burn them?" Jolt Zacks watched as a ball of green fire appeared in Quick-step's hand. Which he threw at the risen. "Also couldn't you just do that to Ron,"

"Well if their souls are that weak, they would be burned. There a reason why I suppose to say the line, Shall your soul be true, gain the strength of courage, and be reborn from the flames," Quick-step looked at Risen as they survived the fire. "Now you can get some levels,".

"Great," I charged at the nearest opponent. I swung lighting copy of my sword, and it clanged against the fighter's axe. The force of the blow, I nearly dropped the sword. I think I feel shocks. I broke the parry, and created another sword in other hand. The risen fighter charged at me, and I blocked the strike. DEAR NAGA What the blyat? I'm seriously feeling shocks in my arm. I swung the other sword, only for a spear to block it. Now I've got shocks in the other one. How powerful did he make them? Did he make them final boss level? OUCH! Who blyating shot me? I'm guessing there a archer? FIREBALL, and now I'm on the ground. Now I've got a myrmidon about to stab me. I rolled and dodged that one. Ok watch out for the axe. Where are my swords? Oh don't tell me they faded.

"Shouldn't we stop this?" Isaac spoke up.

"No," Quick-step sounded completely annoyed.

"Quick-step," Jolt zacks sounded upset. "He's in pain!,"

"He has light in the ring," Quick-step sounded like he was shrugging. PAIN, NOW THERE'S A AXE IN MY LEG. WHY DO THEY KEEP GOING FOR THE LEG!

"Oh screw this, Dragon Art: Elec roar," I let out a roar, and hit the fighter right in the chest. "Now Dragon Art: Elec Blade,". I felt two new blades appear in my hands. These blades were different. The one in my right looked like a mix of a key and sword. The teeth looked like a shield with the bottom as the teeth, and the hilt was a another shield. The other one well was also a key like sword, but this one was black and green with a dragon design. The teeth were like a dragon's claw, while the handle was a dragon's wings. They were the keyblades I made Knight's Valour, and Dragon Fang. Shut up I'm a kingdom hearts fans.

"Dragon fang, a sword with no connections. A fitting blade," Percival sounded like he was cleaning his glasses. What was that line about? "Nevos," That doesn't sound like english?

"Now who wants to die again?," I spun both keyblades, and then noticed not one Risen were moving. I don't think they were breathing? Ok yes I realize how stupid to consider zombies would breath. Just how still they are. Its blyating unnatural that's what it is. Also like they froze. Also I swear I hear a clock ticking. I don't know why. This world doesn't have clocks. Well sun clocks, but those don't tick. Whatever I'm attacking. I charged the nearest risen, a knight. I slashed four times in a square. I unleashed a horizontal divide on them. He crumbled to the ground, with a shatter, but he faded into purple smoke. Where was the shatter coming from? I kept attacking, and every risen I killed I heard a shatter,despite the fact they puff into smoke. I turned back to face the spirits.

"You feel stronger?" Percival placed his sunglasses back on.

"Yeah," I curled my fingers.

"Well we could have you kill Risen again, or work on dragon art magic," Jolt Zacks placed his hand on his head.

"What about training my dragon art magic?" I looked at the dragon elf.

"Jolt, your match is starting soon," Percival looked at him.

"Crud," He disappeared in a flash.

"Someone explain what he meant" I scratched my chin. Why did Jolt have to run off as he talked about what I still need to learn.

"Your dragon art. While you can use multiple elements, focusing on one can increase abilities. You only used half of its ability. You can't use Reburst. Lock cannon, heal, war machine, or summon beast to name a few. You need to find your focus. The element you connect with," Percival walked towards the castle.

"I thought lightning was my element," I looked at him.

"Because you favor the element, does that mean you truly connect to it," Percival told me. I stared at him. If its not the element that gives me the most power what will? I mean its lightning, you see it, and then its gone. Its strong, and people fear it. Part of what I am, and the other part I wish I could be. I didn't say anything on the way back, well no one said anything the way in. No word was said until we reached the arena. Only the cheers as everyone's favorite dragon pounded the crap out of a warrior. Then Shanzira and Noah appeared as Jolt Zacks returned to stands with us.

"Shanzira, you need something?" Quick-step looked at her. How can he speak like that. She's a queen, you don't talk to her like that.

"Chrom got a message from Validar about the last gem two days ago. Shepherds are being called out. I came to get the shepherds from Ferox, because Elinica is the fastest mount in the whole continent. " Shanzira told us. How fast is her mount?

"And we don't really have time to waste," Noah pointed out.

"Well then let's get the rest of the shepherds and move out," Quick-step smirked like he was hoping for a fight. Well I guess I'm going to have less time to train.

Author's Notice: Well that's the end of that. What happens next? Well let's see what happens. Why you wait, for about sharing, a share, follow, review, favorite, vote. And I'll try to get the chapter done as soon as I can.