Disclaimer I don't own any songs I might and have already put up on this story

Kenneth went back to his room and saw that Rissite and Masto had left. With nothing to do he slept. Like always.

{Hello my child.}

[They're looking for Snow, How do I stop them?]

{Don't worry, I won't let them touch her.}

And then Kenneth found himself in a field. Silence everywhere. He saw a Thrustaevis fly by and then back as if in rewind..

[What is this?]

{It

[YES!!]

[Yes, I need to. More than anything].

{Do you remember what I told you about the Lion and the Griffin?}

[Yes say, "Over there"]

{Good. You'll need to prepare for harsh times ahead. That is why I brought you here, sweetie.}

Kenneth cried out as he felt the blade of PRESTIGE go through his hand from what seemed like nothingness. And then he was holding it.

{I think you'll need that.}

[For what?]

{You'll see.}

Exicted with the thought of fighting those in his way, those that were sure to be evil, Kenn stretched and started walking. It wasn't long untill he came across It. Three times his size, It was sporting two gargantuan swords, both with cruel, jagged edges. Glowing with an azure light, It reminded Kennsinton of an old song his mother used to sing. With black lips, and silver teeth giving way to a wicked grin, It raised Its head to roar, and as It did,distorted trees shook in the distance. And as if thanking the gods for this foe, It gave a demonic laughing sound. It was clothed in what appeared to be the skins of a thousand unfortunate other would-be "Hero's". It had no eyes, at least on Its head It had an eye on a tail, in Its neck, on Its chest. Kennsington remembered It. From his nightmares.