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Fujishima Kosuke owns AMG and its characters. I own Xerangref and Daisen, Kruss, Kyuss and Shantar (Previous statements about using them stand).

A/N: 2nd part fiction continuing off of Happiness' End. If you haven't read the first story, stop right now and go do so.

This fiction will generally be more light-hearted and comedic (and maybe more mushy) than Happiness' End.

Destiny's Beginning

End of Chapter 5:

"Keiichi, God of Eternity, I give you the best and most well versed instructor we could find."

Keiichi couldn't help but notice the grin that tugged on the corners of the blonde god standing in front of him.

"Greetings, Keiichi. I have heard much about you. I am Oberion, God of the Spear. I look forward to training one such as yourself."

Keiichi smiled nervously and nodded.

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Chapter 6: Continuing Growth

Daisen stood in utter shock as he watched what was happening to the person he was entrusted to train.

Oberion had started the lessons as soon as he had introduced himself. And to say they were harsh was an understatement.

Keiichi currently hovered mere millimeters above the fully extended spear attachment, which his staff usually held hidden, completely barefoot. Daisen could see that the young man had a look of extreme concentration on his face, as well as the few small drops of blood that were flowing off the bottom of his feet.

The golden eyed god then turned his attention to the instructor in charge, who was scrutinizing his new apprentice with little concern. It almost looked like he was sneering.

Daisen then turned to look at Lind, who was staring at Keiichi as well.

"I still don't see what this had to do with anything."

"Keiichi-kun must learn to balance his weapon at all times. Absolute balance means absolute control."

"Correct," came the deep voice of the light blue eyed god off to the side.

"If he is to learn how to use a weapon as deadly as his, he must learn to control it before it can control him. If he were to let it control him, it could be dangerous to him instead of his opponent."

Daisen nodded at the explanation. He hadn't taken his eyes off of Keiichi as he listened to the eldest amongst them talk.

Oberion continued watching the red haired god as he finished his reasoning behind his current torture training. After a few more moments, he noticed that Keiichi had a look of serenity on his face. That, and the lad wasn't wobbling at all, but maintaining the small margin of space between his foot and the blade.

"Break."

Keiichi opened his eyes and nodded, as he slowly descended to the ground a foot away from the spear.

"Well done lad, it seems that these two weren't trying to trick me when they said you had immense talent. You learn quickly, that is good."

Keiichi nodded.

"Now, we do it again, but with both ends extended. The goal is the same; you must balance yourself and the spear at the same time. If you don't, well…I needn't tell you of the consequences."

Keiichi gulped and nodded.

While it was the same position he was in before, the extra foot added by the spear end added to his altitude. The end of the bottom spear end barely touched the floor, while Keiichi hefted himself to the top.

As this was happening, Oberion turned to look at Lind and Daisen. He walked over to them with a half grin on his face.

"I must say, I was rather surprised when the two of you called me. I haven't heard from either of you since the exam."

Lind nodded, "Things have been fairly busy."

"Indeed. Those in the combat division still have their duties to uphold. I've heard a lot of you from Thor, Daisen. It seems he speaks rather highly of you."

Daisen raised an eyebrow, "My Uncle? You are able to speak with him freely?"

Oberion looked at the strawberry blonde with a highly amused, yet haughty look.

"Of course! Did you forget who Thor trained before he became a council member? We still keep in contact."

"I see," Daisen placed a hand to his chin and nodded slightly, "that would make sense then. And seeing as how you don't have any responsibilities to tie you to one spot per se…"

A slight cry caught everyone's attention as they looked at Keiichi. He'd slipped to the left of the blade, which left a fairly deep scratch on the inside of his left foot.

"No slacking! We've already been through all this, so quit screwing around and concentrate!"

The pained look on Keiichi's face didn't fade as he retook his previous spot with a nod. After a few moments, his eyes closed and a deep sigh escaped his mouth as he seemed to, once again, set his mind on maintaining his balance.

Oberion sighed slightly, "It would figure he had to pick one of the worst weapons for a beginner wouldn't it?"

Lind smiled as she looked at the red head, "It would seem so."

The three continued to watch in silence while Kyuss simply sat off to the side.

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Keiichi grunted as he was hit in the side again by Kyuss' staff.

"Stop."

Oberion strode out on the field and looked Keiichi directly in the face with a rather intense look. Keiichi shrank back slightly with a wince.

"Am I wasting my time with you?"

Keiichi, caught off guard by the question, looked at him in confusion, "What?"

"I asked if I am wasting my time with you. You don't seem to listen to a thing I say, while you carelessly swing your weapon around. If you continue this, it will be a huge waste of my time," Oberion scowled slightly, "and I don't like it when people waste my time."

Keiichi shook his head, "That isn't it. I'm still not used to-"

"There are no excuses to be made when you're dead!"

Keiichi cringed and lowered his head.

Oberion leaned back with a sigh, "It seems that we'll have to put sparring off till you can learn to actually read your opponent's moves. Alright then…" the elder god turned his head, "Kyuss, you'll be the target for our friend here. I want you to simply move about and see if he can follow your movements."

Kyuss nodded and banished his equipment. He then stood at the ready while Keiichi watched.

"Alright then, I want you to watch Kyuss. And I don't mean by looking at his face. Most people try to read the opponents facial expressions to get an idea of what they'll do. Forget that ideal. Most of the people you will face will have no facial expressions at all when you fight against them."

Keiichi nodded as he focused his line of vision on Kyuss.

"I want you to be able to follow him movements anywhere. Look at his torso; follow it with all your senses. His midsection will be the most clear cut indicator on where and when he'll move. But don't narrow your vision to only include that, you must be aware of your opponent in entirety, not simply his torso."

Keiichi nodded again.

"I also want you to continue with your balancing training. You must put your energy into the spear to keep it balanced at all times. It will improve your control as well as reaction speed. When Kyuss moves, I want you to follow him with your eyes, body and weapon."

Oberion looked at Keiichi with a hint of surprise as he saw the dead determination set on his face, "Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir!"

Oberion hovered off to the side, "Begin."

Keiichi's weapon snapped to up as soon as the command was stated. He was carefully observing Kyuss when the young god shifted to his left slightly, feinted and then went right. Keiichi followed his opponent with his eyes, as well as his weapon. He adjusted his position and stance whenever he needed, as Kyuss continued to run in complex patterns.

Kyuss' head seemed to snap up slightly, and he nodded as he took a stance as well. He continued shifted and seemed as if he were going to continue with the routine when he simply disappeared.

Keiichi looked around, slightly confused.

"Never," the word punctuated with an object hitting the back of Keiichi's head, "let the enemy get behind you. I said all your senses didn't I? Use your power to sense your enemy, so that he can't pull something like this. It doesn't do any good to simply follow him with your human senses."

Keiichi turned to look at Oberion while rubbing the back of his head, "Sorry."

"Do it again. We're going to do this as long as it takes until you can track Kyuss anywhere he moves."

Oberion moved off to the side again, "Begin."

Oberion seemed to sink slightly and sigh. The kid still had a ways to go before he would be anywhere near acceptable. But looking at the boy, he could both feel and see something he hadn't seen in quite a long time.

It was the feeling he'd had when he first met one of his friends so very long ago. It was an odd feeling of power. An immeasurable store of power and potential that lay in waiting for its master to access it.

A feeling of greatness.

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Oberion looked at the last rays of the setting sun.

It had been almost a full ten hours since they started his training.

Keiichi was in the center of the arena, his staff at the ready. Several cuts still plagued the undersides of his naked feet. He was breathing hard as he looked at his opponent on the other side of the arena.

The young, orange haired god looked slightly winded, but that was about all. He didn't bear the marks of struggle and training as Keiichi did.

Oberion was slightly surprised at the way things had gone. The first hour or so was dedicated to having Keiichi balance his weapon and himself. It was an exercise that was needed if the boy were to wield his weapon properly.

The next hour was a planned sparring match; so that Oberion could measure the skill of both combatants, but it hadn't worked as well as he'd planned. They'd stopped within the first half hour and began basic training exercises.

Three hours later, and Keiichi had finally gotten used to reading his opponent well enough to spar. However, he still needed to learn some techniques first.

The next two and a half hours were spent on teaching Keiichi basic moves. He learned how to attack, defend, counter, and dodge most any attacks. For this part, Oberion himself had stepped in and helped. He could easily see where he'd hit Keiichi previously, as he seemed to favor his right side slightly more, and seemed to put more support on his right leg.

Since then, however, he had let Kyuss and Keiichi spar. At first, the matches were rather slow, as Keiichi was still getting used to the idea of fighting with someone else. They quickly picked up speed, though, as the boy continued to learn.

Oberion had to admit; he did have an adaptable personality, and was a very quick learner.

Keiichi had never landed a blow on Kyuss, but had also managed to keep the blows he sustained to a minimum. Over three hours, Oberion was able to count the number of blows he received on only two hands.

Keiichi was getting used to his weapon that was for sure. The young man was able to wield it slightly better, but still had a few problems in control when his concentration wavered. Those were the times in which he usually sustained damage.

"That's enough."

Both Keiichi and Kyuss turned to look at their instructor.

"Enough for today." Both figures nodded and lowered their weapons, "Keiichi, come with me. I have something I want to talk to you about."

Keiichi nodded and followed the taller god away from Kyuss.

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"Nice effort put in today kid."

Keiichi nodded, "Thanks."

Oberion turned to look at Keiichi, as he was faced the opposite way.

"What I wanted to discuss with you was a training schedule."

"Schedule?"

"Yes, a schedule. It'll help organize the days you train, as well as give you a chance to rest so you don't completely wear yourself out. Today was simply an observation day, so that I could see your skills."

Keiichi nodded.

"Every day, I want you to be here at roughly two hours after the sun has risen."

Keiichi looked confused, "When exactly is that? I've no idea when the sun rises or sets."

Oberion shook his head slightly, "I guess it would be somewhere around seven in the morning. The mornings are far cooler, and are easier to train in."

Keiichi looked slightly startled but nodded nonetheless.

"You will be given an hour to break and rest as needed at midday. Then the last two hours will be designated to new technique descriptions as well as meditation. The next day will be follow up on the day previous, and include new techniques and strategies discussed the day before. Is that understood?"

Keiichi nodded in confirmation.

"Very well. I'll see you here tomorrow. Dismissed."

Keiichi nodded again and left the room.

Oberion watched his retreating form in slight amusement. The kid was definitely wound too tight. He would he to try to get rid of that once they started their meditation periods.

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"I'm home."

Keiichi walked wearily through the door to the complex and all but collapsed on the couch in the main room.

He was exhausted from training, and he doubted that he would stay awake for much longer after taking a bath.

Belldandy stepped out of her room with a slightly worried look on her face. She saw Keiichi and started to tear up slightly.

"I'm so sorry…"

Keiichi looked up at the sound of her voice with a tired grin, "What for?"

"I had no idea that Lind and Daisen would call on him. I've gotten you into something terrible…"

"Oberion? It seems like he means well enough. Truth be told he reminds me of Tamiya and Ootaki-sempai."

Belldandy smiled slightly, and heard a knock on the door. She quickly moved and opened it. Who stood there was enough to shock her temporarily.

She quickly bowed and backed away from the door, which had Keiichi worried slightly. He shifted into a more comfortable sitting position and saw that a familiar face entered the room.

"Oberion?"

The blonde god turned and smiled at Keiichi, "Yo."

Urd shuffled around the corner, her hair still slightly wet from the bath she had just finished. She perked up slightly as she saw who was standing in the entryway.

"Well now…this is a surprise. What brings you here Oberion?"

Oberion turned to look at the newcomer with a chaste grin, "Well when I heard that Keiichi was living with you three, I couldn't help but come over and say hi."

Urd put a finger to her cheek and looked thoughtful, "What's it been? 200 years?"

"214 if I remember correctly. But who's counting?"

Urd shook her head, "Always the kidder. Good to see you haven't changed."

Oberion let out a slight laugh and shook his head, "Hey, where's the kid? I haven't seen her for a good ten years or so. She used to be such a loud little brat."

"I heard that!" came a call from the back. Soon, the smallest of the three could be seen next to Urd. She blinked and looked confused as she looked at the man before her. She then turned and looked up at Urd.

"Who's he?"

"You were very young when you first met him; I'm not surprised you don't remember. He knows your mother and used to work with our father."

Oberion grinned, "Ah, Lady Frieja and Lord Odeyn. It's been a while since I've seen them, truth be told. I wonder how they're doing…"

Belldandy nodded, "It's been a while since we've heard from them as well."

An uneasy silence filled the room as everyone went strangely quite.

"Well let's not sweat the small stuff eh? Just wanted to check up on how you three beautiful ladies were doing, and also to talk to Keiichi for a moment."

"I'll fix up some tea for all of us."

"That won't be necessary in my case, as I won't be here long. Thank you for the offer though."

Oberion motioned for Keiichi to follow him, and Keiichi complied. They walked down the hall and into one of the rooms. Soon, low voices could be heard. Belldandy moved into the kitchen and began to prepare the evening tea she normally shared with her beloved, while Skuld continued to pester Urd about their visitor.

After a few minutes, the door to the room slid open and Oberion could be seen exiting into the hall.

"Very well. We'll begin what we've discussed tomorrow morning, as per usual."

"Alright."

Oberion turned and walked down the hallway and to the door, "It was a pleasure seeing all you ladies again. Hopefully we shall meet again in the future, but maybe have some more time hm?"

Urd raised an eyebrow, "It could be arranged, as you don't seem to have anything to do aside from being a tutor."

Oberion smirked, "Always with the quirks. By your leave, madam."

He bowed deeply and exited the complex.

Urd grinned slightly and turned her head to look at Belldandy, "He isn't as strange as he used to be, is he?"

Belldandy nodded her head, but looked back toward the room Keiichi was still in with a hint of worry.

"I just hope things work out for the best."

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As night progressed, things feel back into rhythm after Oberion left. Keiichi left to take his bath, and then spent time with Belldandy. She was extremely worried when she noticed the small scrapes and a few larges cuts on his feet. Keiichi simply told her not to worry about it, and assured her that he received them while beginning his intense training.

After a few hours, the complex seemed to quite down, as Keiichi had fallen asleep as soon as he lay down. Belldandy had watched him sleep with a hint of worry of what Oberion would ask of him tomorrow. She relaxed slightly when she remembered that Keiichi had told her not to worry about anything. He'd told her about the work they'd done that day, and to her, it didn't seem that bad. The end result on his body made it seem worse than it actually was.

She knew that the elder god was extremely demanding, and that was what worried her. The only thing she could do was wait for Keiichi's return, and try to help him and comfort him as best she could.

With that thought, she crawled next to Keiichi and closed her eyes.

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Keiichi stood in the middle of the large arena alone. He was at a loss for why his mentor wasn't there, he wasn't.

Keiichi sighed and then summoned his staff. He figured that while his mentor wasn't around, he could use the time to try to improve the balance of his weapon.

Keiichi closed his eyes and concentrated on his weapon, as he was told to the day before. He poured a little amount of energy into the weapon itself to stabilize the center of his twin top heavy staff.

He then proceeded to continue with a few practice moves that Oberion had shown him before he sparred with Kyuss.

As he finished the routine, he could hear clapping coming from somewhere above him. He looked up and noticed a hunched figure that seemed to be sitting on top of the semi-circular outer roof.

"Well done, lad. I see that you're taking things seriously, as I had hoped. I would've worried if I hadn't seem some sort of practice attempt from you."

Keiichi scratched the back of his head, "It's kind of a habit I have to keep myself busy. I used to fiddle with my old BMW to make sure it was in perfect running condition if I was waiting for someone."

"It's a good habit to get into, for if you practice while waiting, even just a little, it will prove to be most beneficial."

Keiichi nodded.

"I asked Kyuss to come a little later, as I wished to have you to myself for a moment or two."

Keiichi raised an eyebrow as he looked at the blonde haired god, "And why is that?"

Before Keiichi got an answer, though, Oberion vanished. The slightly disturbed Keiichi knew what it meant immediately, and brought his staff up in a slight defensive manner as he both looked around and tried to feel the god with his power.

A few seconds later, he felt something behind him and sidestepped to the left and made a quick thrust with his staff.

It was easily blocked by a smiling Oberion, "Seems you were paying attention well enough yesterday. Good, I don't like to repeat myself."

He quickly disappeared once again, leaving Keiichi to only guess when he would appear next.

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When Kyuss entered the arena an hour later, he could see an already exhausted Keiichi seated next to a laughing Oberion.

"Don't worry about it kid. After all, that's why I'm here. To help you learn."

Keiichi groaned and stiffly regained his footing as he saw the young orange haired god approach them.

Kyuss, stoic as usual, raised an eyebrow at Oberion, "Is this a new form of torture?"

Oberion grinned, "No, I was simply testing out our little subject here. It seems he still has a great many things to learn."

"Compared to you, yes. That much was obvious to someone who hasn't even had that much battle training."

Oberion scowled at the youngster, "What was that half-pint?"

"I simply stated a fact."

Oberion grinned and aimed his hunting spear towards the smaller god, "Seems like you want a go at it as well eh?"

The teenage god snorted in amusement, "Still rather hot headed, aren't we Oberion?"

"What of it?"

Kyuss turned to Keiichi with a smirk present on his face, "The visage that Oberion fooled you with yesterday was merely a cover. He's really just as bad as Kruss."

Keiichi chuckled slightly as he saw Oberion charge at Kyuss with a look of annoyance.

This was something he honestly wasn't expecting.

As he watched the two of them mock spar, he couldn't help but smile.

Things were turning out to be quite interesting after all.

A/N: Done and done. I had a little chat with a few people I haven't talked to in a while recently, and I just felt like writing again.

Look forward to at least another chapter, if not two, before classes start again on the 21st.