Classic Cowboy- I know the fight scenes haven't been that good, but their not really ment to be yet, these are small skirmishes at the moments, I have a fight scene planned out, and if I'm even half way successful in translates what in my head to what's on paper/screen it'll be good. And the K/R friendship isn't really degrading, remember she's getting called off to help people all over the planet, and when she doesn't want Ron to come with her, it's going to be had to make time for idle chit chat, but I assure you they did talk between chapters 3 and 4, just not about him being a knight.

Wanderer3- I appreciate the offer to give me the names of the Sentinels, but before I even started writing I made sure to find the names of pretty much every character (there are a handful of fan sites still out there). The only names I'm lacking are the ones from the final story arc- The bird sorceress and who ever made the battle fury armor.

Authors note about ch. 6- You ever forget something? Like the knights the sentinels have a dagger that will summon their dragon, and damned if I didn't forget to mention it, Seas Serpents is attached to her back, the hilt looking a bit like layer rock. It won't come into play for a while, but I just wanted to say it's there

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Ron was sitting his chair, through his window the sun was setting, after the adventure in the sewer they had both stopped off at their respective houses for a shower and change of clothes, something they were both grateful for. Zita now sat on his bed trying to absorb everything he had told her about the weapons and the sprits with in them, the Sentinels, and everything he had gone through since he first discovered the ax. The twin timber ax's sat on bed behind her as did the sword of Kell's and the Barbed Trident.

"This is insane," Zita wasn't sure if she had said it out loud or not

"Tell me about it," looking from Zita to Rufus.

"So he's dead, "looking at Rufus, "the weapons are haunted, and that woman was a possessed?"

"Pretty much."

"And your expecting me to fight her, this Sea Serpent of Tamra lady?"

"No"

"But you said the Knights and Sentinels fought."

"They did, doesn't mean I'm going to make you, I'm not in a position to tell you what to do with your life. If you want to turn around and leave the trident with me and forget this whole damn thing ever happened, I won't stop you, hell I'm likely to join you. Whatever you decide I'll back you up completely."

"Gee no pressure or anything," rolling her eyes, "and if I refuse, what are you going to do?"

"Reforge the Trident, carry on against impossible odds, probably get killed."

"Oh brother," as Rufus rolled his eyes at the last remark

"Laying it on a little thick there Ron," standing, "so Red's not part of this?"

"Not yet, I'm still trying to tell her, but I haven't had much luck yet."

Zita slowly released a held breath, "I need some tie to think about this Ron, mind if I get back to you later?"

"Do what you have to Zita, this is not something to rush into."

She walked out of his room leaving the trident on his bed. Ron couldn't help but sigh knowing there was no way in hell she'd ever agree to this, his eye's down cast.

"You know what," pulling the attention of both males to the door frame, "I thought about it, no way in hell am I going to have your death on my conscience, no way are you laying that on me." Picking up the trident sitting at the foot of the bed. "So tell me, how the hell do I work this bad boy," a grin on her face.

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Lighting Bat drummed his new fingers against the desk, equal parts announce and anger. He remembered his fight with Princess Deirdre and the other Knights, he remembered the pain of magic, and then he was here, in a new body, the memories of the host still intact, telling him how to move and act in public, how to keep from raising suspicion. The new clothing had been easily explained as an additional precaution to those under him. The gauntlet on his hand flowed into a full blue, black and silver armor that ended over his shoulder, making his arm seem bigger and more powerful, yet allowed him full range of movement. The other arm was bare of armor save for his shoulder that matched the other coming out into a point. Over his body he had full chest armor, silver lines on the chest, a grim imitation of ribs, blood red diamonds at the top like eyes, a raised silver hood over each. Around his waist was a belt at his right a dagger, the weapon that had once been used to summon Tyrune, at his left his boomerang. Black plate armor covered each thigh, twin jagged blue lines running diagonally starting at the top corner in front of him flowing to his back. His boots were now black and metal with similar markings as his thigh armor.

"Was that person really Ice Lord?" asking himself aloud, "and is the girl truly Sea Serpent? How could my brother be bonded to a woman of all things." Shaking his head. He was use to taking orders, but the memories of his host told him it was not. Causing him to be some what divided, should he continue to follow the orders of a person he could not see, a person who claimed to be his brother and leader, a person who set him free, or should he follow the instincts of his host, and take control and see where it lead him.

"Time will tell, if you are my brother Ice, for now I will follow you, but cross me and you will feel the true weight of my power.," a cruel, sadistic laugh filling the air, as he continued following the instructions he had been given, the Wolf's Fang Claw would be found, their brother free, and soon so would Tyrune.

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"I can't believe it," shaking her head doing her best to keep her voice low as Ron told her the news. A little after nightfall Zita had finally left Ron's house, still not sure how to make the trident work, and she'd spent most of the night just looking at it, going over in her head everything Ron had told her. Causing her to miss the news of what had happened at the museum till Ron had tracked her down at school before classes started.

"I'm serious, it was all over the news, no where are we even mentioned, all the networks are saying it was Adrena Lynn, hell even Wade doesn't know it was us." He'd given her the just of the story, but left out enough so that passers by hopefully wouldn't understand the actual conversation and how it pertained to them.

"Then you haven't told them yet?" in a hushed tone, figuring if Wade didn't know neither did Kim

"Not yet, I'd prefer to do this in private, the fewer people that know the better."

"Looks like you may not have that option, "gesturing her head to the person in front of them, "talk to her Ron, I think you need it." Leaving him and passing by Kim on her way to her first class.

"Hey Ron," smiling at as Ron approached her, "I'm sorry about skipping out on you yesterday, but you know."

"Wacko's always attack at the worst time."

"So what did you need to tell me?" She couldn't place it, but Kim could tell there was something different about Ron, the way he carried him, his walk, his voice, all of the above, she wasn't sure, but something was defiantly different.

"It's kind of a secret," his voice quite, fidgeting a little, "can we talk after school, your house maybe? Some place with out so many ears?"

"Ron does this have something to do with Monkey Fist,"growing worried that the mutant was still after him

"Not really"

"Yeah sure, my house after school, no secrets remember," a nervous smile on her lips as they turned to walk to their first class.

"So how was Paris?" as Ron did his beast to make idle conversation

"Didn't get to see much of it this time around, I mostly just saw the inside of a ware house near the coast, Dementor was building giant robotic rats," shacking her head, "I swear if it was Drakken I might have accepted it, but I really thought he wouldn't try something that bizarre."

Ron couldn't help but smile, as he listened to Kim's latest adventure, and knowing full well he was going to top her.

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The Wolf's Fang Claw, sat within the display case, for years it had been passed from one person to another. It had been displayed in museums and private collections, it had circled the globe several time over, and no one had any idea what it was. People had claimed it had originated in dozens of countries and on every continent on earth, but very few had been right. One of those few who knew it's true origin was it's current owner.

Attaining the weapon had been hard, but it had been worth it, it sat beside many other much sought after objects from across the globe. They alone were to be enjoyed by one person.

The true shame was the owner had no clue the price they would soon pay for the weapon, destiny was a funny thing, it had traveled all over the world, kept in pristine condition, and now sat in the home of it's true host. And now that it's power was finally unleashed the next time it's owner touched it, the position of owner of owned would be forever changed.

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As the day had passed, Ron had grown more and more nervous, fearing that this was going to be one secrets to many for Kim to forgive. He'd tried to stay focused during class, but in the end, he was so wrapped up in his own thoughts he might as well have been a brick wall. Cheerleading practice hadn't been much better as kept tripping over his own two feet, ruining every formation the girls tried to pull off, and ended up tearing his mad dog head in two.

"So where was your head today Ron," looking at as the two walked to Kim's home, trying not laugh at unintentional joke at her friends misfortune.

"Not where it needed to be," blushing a bit

"This has something to do with what you wanted to tell me doesn't it Ron," not finding it that hard to put two and two together.

"Bingo KP, bingo," trying not to sound disheartened, as they walked through Kim's door

"So what's the big problem?"

"In your room KP, this is not for your brother's ears," looking up stairs, for the first time that day feeling Rufus beginning to stir. They didn't make it half way up the stairs, when they heard the scream.

Dashing up the final few stairs they followed the noise, now fully aware it had come from one of Kim's brothers. Throwing their door open they saw Jim standing there screaming, tears flowing down his face, Tim on the floor not moving, a machine on their desk. Ron did his best to calm Jim down while Kim checked up Tim, he was alive but out cold.

"What did you do to him?" Kim almost roared at her still moving brother, sending more tears down his checks.

"Stop yelling at him, your making it worse," Ron half barked at her, Pulling Jim out of the room, in an attempt to calm him down, and hoping he could get him under control enough to answer some questions

Kim managed to pull her selfaway from her brother and called an ambulance and her parents, by the time she got back to Ron he had Jim calm enough to start explaining what the hell happened. They'd been building something, they weren't even sure what it was going to be, when they powered it up an arc of energy hit Tim square in the chest and dropped him.

"We thought we had had everything planned out, we did, I don't know what happened!" As Jim once more started to cry.

A short time later the ambulanced and took the four to the hospital, where they were met be the elder Possibles. In the end Tim was fine, the shock hadn't done any real damage, it just knocked him out cold, but they doctors still wanted to keep him of night just to be safe.

For most of the day, Ron stayed by Kim's side, helping her as best he could, all thoughts of telling her about the ax and everything that had come after it gone. He tried to convince her to let him stay the night, caring as much Tim as Kim herself, but in the end her insistence that one of them get a good nights sleep in their own beds won out, and he left her to care for her brother.

Mister Possible took Ron home, not for the first time that day thanking him for helping his son, not that Ron was going to tell him to stop, but after the third time it was growing a little redundant, he hadn't done that much. He was a bit grateful when he pulled up to own house and could get out.

"Thanks for the lift Doctor P," for the life of him he wasn't sure what else to say, telling him Tim was going to be fine seemed redundant, and nothing else seemed good enough, but the pause was enough.

"I know Ron," He finally said, "He'll be ok," as if reading Ron mind, and drove off back to the hospital.

Watching the car fade into the distance, "So Rufus, do you think fate is trying to keep me from telling Kim?"

For the first time that day Rufus pulled himself from Ron's pocket, "Maybe," a bit nervous, a scared expression on his face.

"I know buddy, I'm worried about Tim too," patting the mole rat on the head.

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Ice smiled, things were progressing as planned, Lightning Bat and Sea Serpent were once more free, and soon Rock Wolfs location would be known. It was an inconvenience that the Ice Saber, Lightning Boomerang, and Serpent Whip had been sold as a set, yet the Wolfs Fang Claw was not with them. But then again the odd of finding the three together were beyond imagining. Ice's eyes finally grew tired, turning off the computer, how it had come to pass that Ice could identify the true host of each of the other weapons was still a mystery. Ice had considered it many times since gaining a body, in the end assuming it was a final gift from Mider before he had been vanquished, the after effect of the spell, perhaps raw luck had caused the magic to effect Ice differently. In any case it didn't matter, soon the pieces would be in place, and the Knights would fall, and this world would have a new master.

However there were other things that currently needed attending to, after carefully returning the Ice Saber to it's hiding place it began. Ice's clothing fractured taking on a spider web appearance before falling to the floor in a shower of ice, ice that never reached it's destination as it evaporated before it hit anything. Turning, Ice approached a door and resumed a normal life.

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Authors note 1- yeah a short chapter, I'm allowed every now and then, I just couldn't work a few things into this chapter I wanted, which means they'll end up in the next chapter, but I can't say how long that one will be either, but they'll flow ogether pretty well

Authors note 2- Yes I hurt Tim for 2 reasons. 1. I'm a little tired of them running around with some thing that should look like it'll explode at the drop of a hat, I felt it as about time it did so, there's not going to be any long term damage so don't worry, but it might make them more cautious, provided they and their machines show up later. 2. Well I'm not quite ready for Kim to know yet.

Authors note 3- If your wondering why I'm calling Ice Lord just Ice, that is actually explained in a future chapter