Chapter 10:Guidance For The Journey

Cheetah Town

Since the departure of Asher, things could have been much better for the Alphas. They spent half their days getting drunk, wondering what was going to happen to them now. Where were they going to go from now on, since they didn't have one of their best at their side anymore? Would they fall from grace and be brought down by Prowlus at long last? These fears weighed heavy on a mind that was already being troubled by a voice that was all too dark.

Felious gripped his head, it became sore and weak from the loss of his dragon. And it was not helping that the gem would speak cold hard things into his ear, it spoke of betrayal and no chance of redemption. He did not want to think of his Asher as such a being, but the voice would not stop speaking.

"Be silent…! I will no longer listen to your putrid tongue…!"Felious whispered to the voice the continued fill his ears with his influence.

"Whether you choose to listen or not. This is the reality of it, pitiful merc,"The voice grumbled as a dark serpent eye appeared from within the gem he still carried,"Your dragon is no longer yours. You are nothing but a memory to a mighty dragon that will humiliate and end your group…!"

"No he won't…! He's loyal to us and only us…!"Felious struggled and gripped his head as a glow grew from the gem.

"Then perhaps you should see it for yourself if words will not convince you…!"The voice growled and made Felious's eyes glow with green enchantment.

His reality had instantly given away to a vision, a vision among a great storm. Rain fall coming down like tiny needles as thunder rolled across the sky, it's lighting surged through the clouds. The gloomy area around them was full of mountains soaked by the heavy rain, where a final battle had just ended. What remained were the last of his mercs, bloodied, battered and even butchered. The alphas were no more, and where Felious laid was all too shocking to see.

He laid in the center, alongside a wounded Asher who was missing an arm. The drizzled and tapped against their broken bodies as they stared at the dark and stormy sky together. Before they then slowly began looking at each other with solemn looks, as if to reflect on what happened. Felious tried to move, but he could feel his body shutting down from one jab clean through the chest. Asher did not bother moving, his body was broken and stiff, but not fatally.

After a little bit of force, he slowly manage to grip Asher's shoulder with a grunt. He could feel it, he was dying, his heart was beating strong for the last few minutes before shutting down. But before he would die here, there were some questions that he felt needed answers at least.

"Is this really how it was meant to go down…? After everything we've been through,"Felious questioned the dragon as Asher remained staring at the sky,"From when we found you…! From when we raised you and fought along side you…! Was that all for nothing?!"

"You got in my way…! Left me with no choice…! Especially with how you changed…"Asher only answered part of the question rather than being straight forward.

"You didn't answer me…! I did whatever I could to stop you…!"Felious argued before he lost all the strength he had left and released.

"And look how that turned out…! The Alphas are gone, and I lie here among them."He groaned as the rain got a bit heavier while a sigh left him.

"You lie here… With the family that you abandon for another…!"Felious coughed and gripped the dirt and stone in his paws.

"I needed to find my true family, only when I see her will I be at peace with my past,"Asher defended his desire to find Cynder, even after the things they had been through,"Hunter and Sparx won't be too far now, they'll pick me up and we're getting out of here… This… Is where we truly part ways…"

"So was this really nothing to you now…? Were we really…nothing…?"Felious asked before Asher slowly looked to Felious at long last.

Before any words could be said, that's when this tragic vision froze in time. Leaving the current Felious to soak in this apparent premonition, it was almost impossible to stomach. He shook his head, wanting to walk away from what he witnessed, his own adopted child killed the Alphas. He even started to shake, as the voice began to laugh in a most demonic matter, as if he enjoyed the show. Felious put his back against a wall that was not their, feeling his sanity was starting to slip.

"No… No… No no no…! This is a lie…! This is a lie! It's not real, it's not REAL!"Felious spat and panicked, as if his world was coming down from everywhere.

"It's real…! And it's going to happen… Whether you want it to or not,"The dark one growled and began drilling his twisted reality into Felious,"He will kill you…! All of you! You will not be able to stop him! As he slaughters your group of mercenaries for his beloved sister…!"

"No…"

"This is inevitable…! Unless you stop him before hand…!"The voice pushed before reality came back, while Felious sat in his seat, taking in the green magic that infected him.

He could feel this darkness clouding his mind, but the vision seemed too real. These vile words felt too truthful to ignore, no matter their harm to his heart or his mind. Felious couldn't stand it, his mind was breaking and giving into the darkness and the only thing he could think of doing. Something clearly needed to be done, he could not let his comrades fall even by the claws of Asher. Something needed to be done, something serious and perhaps even drastic.

"Noctorias! Drink! I have…things that need to be figure out…!"Felious demanded a drink to recollect his shattered thoughts.

A short silver lynx responded to the calls of the leader and rushed in with an ale. Felious rubbed at his glowing green eyes as he struggled to fight the influence that was clawing it's way in. He growled, trying to force his drink down and think about what to do, but killing Asher seemed like the only way. These thoughts were making his head pound like a drum, and ache with pure torment. Before a knocking came to the guild's door, it immediately alarmed every single mercenary.

They remained in dead silent, any one who had to knock on the door was an outsider. Chances were that it could easily be Prowlus, a guard, or even Hunter if possible. Either way, there was a high chance that it was someone who was unwelcome to the guild, and needed to leave. Felious growled a less mortal like growl, his look turned to that of a dark grim reaper shape. Slowly he stood up and decided to answer the door, should it be Hunter, he would not hesitate to slaughter the one that took Asher away.

He took a crossbow from one of his grunts and prepared it for action. He rushed to the door and readied a bolt to fire, with one more growl, he quickly swung the door open and aimed. Only to then get a less threatening surprise, for he was aiming directly for the skull of his own informant, Grit. The shrew was beyond spooked, he expected a warm welcome from his employer. This was only the second time Felious ever had a weapon aimed straight for his head, and looked quite enraged.

"Felious…! I-I…see you're not in the most…p-pleasant of moods…! I can-"Grit was interrupted by getting grabbed and dragged into the guild.

"Just get yourself an ale and start relaying the words around Warfang, Grit…!"Felious grumbled and allowed Grit to get himself a drink and relax a bit.

"If you say so…! I actually do have some…important news to share…!"Grit stuttered while slowly making his way over to the bartender for a drink.

Felious watched him closely, for Grit was quite the little weasel at times, even among the Alphas. He strolled back to his seat and awaited the shrew, if he had things to tell him, then so be it. Grit got his drink and rushed over to Felious's table and sat down with a small scummy chuckle. He quickly sipped his drink before coughing a bit, but he was quick to whine down a bit. For Felious still appeared to be in a bad mood, and being obnoxious was a good way to get skinned.

"What's the word? The guards of the lower walls still letting us through for business?"Felious started listing what he had in his thoughts about the current state of the city.

"No… They were made out and fired. But I made borrows and secret entrances to get passed it,"Grit answered and quickly attempted some other form of good news to ease the leader,"Some of the old gangs high tailed it there as well, so we could open a guild there."

"Good… Any signs of potential bribery and corruption we can push?"Felious followed up before noticing a slightly bloody and not too old wound bandaged up.

"Chief of the city's guard perhaps. Definitely seems a bit sick of his job. Probably just needs his salary "sweetened" if you know what I mean…!"Felious nodded to the answer he was given and finally asked the question.

"What happened to your paw…? Tried to fight with the palace guards?"Felious questioned and Grit looked to his paw before huffing with annoyance.

"No…! This little hole through my paw! This is thanks to our boy, Asher,"Once the name came up, Felious shot up straight to hear his dragon's name,"I bumped into him and a new friend he made at an inn. I wanted to know what was going on between him and you guys, THIS was his answer!"

The dirty shrew's rant started to be noticed by all the other Alphas in the room. They didn't know what to think, this sounded far beyond what was to be expected by Asher. Some even got out of their seats and slowly walked over to hear the tale, a tale that sounded like the start of what was to come. Felious felt a cold pit of fear in his stomach, rushing up to his heart. This was the beginning of what was coming, the voice appeared to be speaking the truth, the vision was now clear.

His eyes glowed green as the other mercenaries gathered around them in outrage.

"So his new friend Hunter trashed my boys and he spared me out of pity,"Grit showed off the wound that was made, thanks to a knife that once held a delectable muffin,"He told me he'll go through any one to find his sister, even all of you. He preaches that he will never be stopped!"

"What…!? Are you absolutely certain of this?!"Felious roared with outrage at the sudden threat and gave a look that showed a dark building rage.

"He made it vividly clear before sending me on my way to clean myself up,"Grit noticed that he was being surrounded and felt a lot less comfortable,"You uh… You gotta do something about that dragon…! He's getting dangerous, man…! He is nowhere near as stable as he was before all this!"

"I'm well aware of that…! What I wasn't aware of was how you can sit there saying all this after you did nothing to stop him…!"Felious suddenly twisted his thoughts around and blamed the shrew for not doing more to reason or stop Asher.

"I…beg your pardon…?"Grit noticed the mercs getting closer, till one of them grabbed his shoulders and forced him to stand.

"You ran off like a cowered…! My boy was confused and not thinking right, and you ran off rather than trying to stop him,"Felious walked around the table to meet the shrew face to face,"You watched him grow up and you never bothered to really care about the troubles he was facing…!"

"Whoa whoa whoa, Felious…! What's going on here…!? You know I'm not that kind of guy."Grit slowly put his hands up, only to have them grabbed and forced behind his back.

"Right… Grit the weasel of a shrew who always ran away and avoided making himself of any true use to us,"Felious growled and reached out to grab at the shrew's face,"Now you have just sealed an impending fate upon my dragon…? Such betrayal will not be tolerated…!"

"Felious…? No…! I would never…betray you…!"Grit insisted that he was still loyal to them, but Felious only chuckled quietly.

"Don't worry… You know I'm a forgiving cat. We can work this out so easily,"Felious incited as he grabbed the shrew's face and stared him down, showing the darkness and green magic in his eyes,"So with that said… It was nice having you around, Grit. But permanent consequence is needed…!"

"Please…! Please…! Don't…!"The mole quivered, realizing the growing insanity of the Alpha leader, before the paws wrapped around his throat.

"Don't what…?"

Suddenly, Felious tackled the shrew through a table and put the squeeze around Grit's neck. He was immediately choking and gasping for air as Felious strangled the underling. He kicked and flailed, scratching at Felious's wrists and even trying to desperately grab at the attacker's face. Blood vessels were bursting in his eyes as the grip tightened, cutting off his oxygen completely. Felious stayed stern, the voice laughing like the devil himself as the leader killed his subordinate.

But then suffocation didn't sound like the proper death for a coward like Grit. Then he noticed how ugly the mole's eyes looked, almost going fully red with blood from his bursting vessels. That needed to end, so he changed up the execution with a brutal and classic kill. As he pulled back both his thumb claws and aimed them directly for both bleeding ocular cavities. He growled drilling his thumbs into the eyes as blood splatter against his face, but he was undeterred.

He kept digging in, until he felt Grit give his last attempt at a grasp for breath that simply came off as a gurgling scream. Then his paws instantly dropped, and he went quiet with an unnerving death rattle. His voice failed from the choking, so he couldn't even scream from the torment his eye endured. Blood flowed down his cheeks and across his mouth, as he laid motionless before the trembling Felious. He was breathing heavily, this execution took quite a bit, but the deed was now done, and his Alphas remained silent.

"That's that… That's what happens when you fail my boy…!"Felious sighed and slowly stood up, pointing at the body to demand it's removal.

Brutis and Noctorias both grabbed the dead shrew by his arms and slowly dragged him away. He would be dumped outside the walls of the town in a ditch, where vultures would dispose of the body. This left Felious to sigh and stand up, ready to explain the trouble that had come to his gang.

"Gentlemen… We have a…very upsetting development regarding Asher,"Felious started as he walked over to his seat to relax himself,"You are all of aware of his departure, of course. But now the issue has turned dangerous and sorrowful."

The group of mercs looked at each other, remembering the troubles Felious faced when Asher left. It seemed to upset him, possibly emotionally, but such weakness was not usually a thing in the Alphas. Yet here they are, listening to their leader speak about the trouble with Asher that disturbed him.

"He's chosen a new path…! He's going to find his sister, the black dragoness, Cynder,"Felious informed while they all grew a bit grim, knowing the stories around Cynder,"And He's vowed that he will go through any one to find. Even WE are potential victims of his crusade."

"Are you sure about that? Asher is our boy! The Alphas were always family to him!"Brutis felt baffled by the sudden change that was happening with their dragon.

"Not…anymore… He now wishes to search for his sister. And he will kill us to find her…!"Felious insisted that they were on a collision course towards conflict with their own comrade.

"If he has already attacked Grit and sent him to warn us…! We may be his next targets if he thinks we know anything,"Swifter feared, knowing that Asher can be fast to draw conclusions,"In that case, he must be stopped before he taints his loyalty to all of us…!"

"We still have Leo out there keeping tabs on him though! Maybe he can reach him!"Noctorias chimed in, speaking of potential hope to defuse the situation.

"That's what I'm praying to the ancestors for… And you all know how much I forsake the ancestors,"Felious admitted that he actually went as far as to pray for a peaceful resolve,"We will wait till we hear from Leo…! His words will decide what we do next to end this situation, agreed?"

The mercenaries got a moment to think about it, now that they were made aware of the situation with Asher. The fear of losing and possibly being hunted by the dragon was now planted in their minds like a seed. Felious could see the worry on their faces as they finally nodded in agreement.

"Good… Return to what you were all doing… I need to think…"Felious went back to his seat and sat down to collect his thoughts.

They did as they were told and moved back to their tables and spots in the room. Picking up their drinks and quietly conversing among each other, now they were on edge like their boss. Who was looking down to the table and rubbing at his green glowing eyes that blazed with darkness. His left paw clenched and crackled into a fist, as wrathful thoughts of violence filled his head. His own dragon, the one he treated as his son now sought to betray and kill his entire family just like that.

"After everything we've done for you. After how we made you our family when your sister abandoned you…! This is the thanks I get,"The table cracked and rumbled underneath his fist before his voice suddenly mixed in with another's,"I will destroy you for this impending betrayal…!"

Warfang

As Felious now sat and simmered in his growing wrath and corruption, Asher was in recovery. He had been transported from the arena to a room in the abandon tower of the palace. Where nurses were dispatched to give him extensive medical attention for his injuries. Both arms were broken, lacerations were all over his legs and a chip in his right shoulder blade. A moderate concussion left him very vulnerable, but miraculously there was no permanent damage to his head or body.

But it would be weeks before he was ready to be moving around and starting his journey. Over doing his body left him pretty sore, he just didn't realize it while he was unconscious. But he would process it soon after he had finally opened his eyes to the large distant ceiling of the tower. He groaned, his body felt like mountainous dead weight as he laid there for the longest two minutes. Then he attempted to turn his head, getting a peek at the door that he hoped to leave through.

But his body was dead weight, he could only tremble and sigh from his injuries. He wasn't going anywhere, there was only pain and soreness settling in now that his mind was awake and aware. His legs couldn't even wiggle, everything just hurt like one of the biggest pulled muscles. Thankfully there was some one to help lift up his arm while also rubbing a cold rag against it. The cold water against his arm spiked a chill from his arm through his whole torso and spine.

He cringed, before turning his head to see a female Avalarian cleaning his arm. This was a strange, Hunter was the only Avalarian known to prefer living in Warfang rather than Cheetah town. But he couldn't complain too much, even when women were a less interesting topic, an Avalarian nurse beats a mole nurse any day.

"How long has it been since I lost consciousnesses?"He softly spoke, and nearly gave the nurse a bit of a jump.

"Oh…! Two and a half days. Apologies for the sudden scare I had there,"The nurse answered and calmed herself before continuing to clean his limb,"After how your bout concluded, they were worried you might be asleep for much longer. They'll be pleased to see you awake."

"Right… I just want to get better as quickly as possible,"Asher responded and groaned from the slow pain in his body as well as the numbness in his legs,"So…what's the damage? What's broken and what's ruptured?"

"Not your first time in recover, I see. Your legs are lacerate to the bone, some nerves have been severed, but Volteer is capable of fixing that,"The nurse got around his wrists and was cautious with his claws,"The left arm suffered only minor fractures to the pinky claw and the fore arm. The right arm was broken in eight spots all the way down to the wrists."

"And my insides? I can definitely feel some internal injuries…!"He grunted, wanting to grasp his gut.

"Lower and upper intestines bruised, and muscles in your chest and lower belly were torn."She answered him on the rest of his injuries.

"Ah… Anything need to be taken out? I lost an appendix already to a rival merc group."He lightly chuckled to make sure he didn't ache too much.

"No… Now I must do your tail. Please hold still for a few moments."She finished his right arm and placed it over his gut for him to hold while she went for his tail.

"Right… Can't really move much to begin with, so I think you'll be fine,"He chuckled and watched his arm go over his belly, before he then noticed something missing,"Hey…! Where is it?"

"Where's what…?"She asked and saw him eyeing up his right wrist, then looking around, as if something was missing.

"My sister's bracelet…! It was to stay on my wrist at all time. Where is it?!"He nearly sprang up to find the bracelet, only for the pain to force him back into bed with a loud yell.

"Lay down, and don't try to move so much. You'll damage your body further,"She kept the dragon on his back as he grunted and showed growing fury that his prize possession was missing,"It's in the dresser right behind me, it needed to be remove so medicines could be applied."

"Get it! It mustn't leave my wrist! It's my guide to Cynder and it must remain with me!"Asher demanded with a growl before being forced to lay back and relax himself.

Once he was tamed and controlling himself just a little bit, the nurse bowed her head to him. She then walked over to the dresser and pulled open the top drawer where the silver bracelet laid. Quickly she took it and rushed it over to him, slipping it back where it belonged. Only when the bracelet was back on his wrist was the dragon able to breath slower, and cool his head.

"Apologies… This is a symbol of our freedom from the prisons Malefor had me and Cynder in,"Asher explained what the bracelet stood for when he wore it,"As long as we wear the bracelets, we are free from him."

"I understand… We will take more precautions when it comes to the bracelet,"She reassured him that his bracelet would be handled with more care next time,"Hunter is coming with bandages for your arms. He'll be pleased to see you awake as well."

As she said that, the door knocked before slowly opening up for Hunter to enter. He was holding a folding towel and bandages on top of it, he seemed a bit surprise to see Asher awake. But he had proven to be more than meets the eye, relief then settled in as he set the towel aside.

"Good morning. And here I thought you'd be out for at least the rest of the week."Hunter greeted while the nurse rushed for the towel to dry Asher off before starting the tail.

"Now I know you're not giving me enough credit…!"Asher breathed slowly as he tensed up at an ice cold cloth wiping up his tail.

"Sorry if I was late Catra, even after years of living here, you can sometimes get lost in the palace,"Hunter admitted while collecting the bandages to start working on Asher's arms,"Plus Volteer really does like to talk."

"It's no trouble, Hunter. His arms are clean and awaiting bandages."The nurse responded as she gently scrubbed the large tail of the black dragon.

"Already on it."Hunter replied and knelt down to start wrapping up the left arm first.

"Watch the sharp end of my tail, I lost count of how many people that I impaled with it."Asher warned before watching his left arm getting all wrapped up like a mummy.

"I'll keep that in mind, Asher…"She quietly agreed an continued washing the tail, it was at least willing to keep relatively still.

"So, did I impress your guardians yet? Or are they just annoyed now?"Asher went into a conversation with Hunter to pass the time.

"They're more impressed than you know, but they are also worried for you now,"Asher almost snickered at the response, being worried about him seemed ridiculous,"You nearly killed yourself just to prove something to three old masters, valiant as it was, it was also reckless."

"Tell me something I didn't already get told before…!"Asher sighed as the nurse finally finished up his tail.

"This is serious, Asher…! We want you to succeed more than anything, but we don't want you to get killed in the struggles that await you,"Hunter insisted that Asher stopped trying to brag and be strong so he could understand the severity of the issue,"And you don't want to die before you get to finally see Cynder, do you?"

"Of course not…! What kind of selfish mongrel do you take me for!?"He ranted while the nurse came up to the left side with Hunter to start cleaning Asher's face.

"The kind that will get himself killed if he gets that reckless with anything that stands in his way,"Hunter decided to just go out with it regardless of how Asher would feel,"And frankly, the guardians would prefer it if you would reframe from such things."

"I can't exactly promise that. I'll do whatever I must to find Cynder."Asher made that clear while Hunter prepared to give a bit of news nice and clear for him.

"They figured that would be your response, and that is why you will not be going alone,"Hunter revealed as he finished tying the bandages tight around the arm to keep it together,"Me and Sparks have been asked to go with you on this journey, no exceptions."

Asher's reaction was nothing short of shocked and outrageous as he shot up from bed again. This time, the pain was sharp but not enough to deter him this time, for the outrage was greater. Not only was this journey decided to no longer be his own, but Hunter and Sparx of all people was going to accompany him.

"You gotta be kidding me?! They can't just decide that this is no longer my path,"Asher roared with outrage as the nurse waited before pressing the cloth to his cheek,"You I can possibly comprehend, but Sparx? That glowing fruit fly?! What good is he on this sort of journey?"

"Shh… Try not to push yourself, Asher…! You can't afford to be so aggressive with these injuries."The nurse insisted that he remained calm and tried to be a bit open minded.

"He's been around most of the world alongside Spyro himself. He would be quite the useful guide for us,"Hunter offered a use for what Sparx was capable of, even if he wasn't a strong fighter,"True he can't fight, but he volunteered for this because he wants the same thing you do. He wishes to find his brother after so many years…"

"Really…?"Asher turned away for a moment and sighed, now that he was caught in this little catch.

"We hoped you would at least have some sympathy for Sparx since you both share a common goal."Hunter pushed a bit and played the sympathy card to open Asher's heart a bit.

"How do you know he won't just quit or cower away when things get rough?"Asher questioned from what he heard about Sparx's past adventures with Spyro.

"Because I grew up from that life,"Sparx manage to fly in through a crack in the door along with a book,"And I got more reason to go on this little search of yours than I do to just stay here!"

Sparx struggled a bit, but managed to slap down the book on a small table next to the bed. Before flying right in front of the dragon with his arms crossed, bravely willing to argue his case.

"Me and Cynder never exactly got along well together, and you're clearly no gentle dragon yourself,"Sparx pointed out the annoying similarities Cynder and Asher had,"But I got a brother out there that I trusted your sister with, just like you're hoping that Spyro is treating her right."

"Yes… That's true… But what's your point…?"Asher questioned the dragon fly on something else other than the obvious points between the two of them.

"We both got siblings we want to see more than anything, and like it or not, you need me,"Sparx made things just a bit more clear for the dragon as scoffed lightly,"So, I'm going with, and I'll make sure big bad dragon doesn't get lost in a cave or a jungle by accident."

"Is that so…?"Asher slowly laid back and grumbled at the thought of dragging such a small insect behind him.

"Yeah, that's how it's going to be."Sparx replied and Asher chuckled in response with sudden amusement.

"We'll see if you can back all that up then, fruit fly."Asher challenged but accepted the idea of Sparx tagging along with him and Hunter.

"Sure, whatever you say, but until then. The guardians have a little something for you,"Sparx informed before slapping the book down on Asher's thighs,"You are to read this so you can get a good grasp on every area in the dragon realm. There's no knowing where we might end up in the world."

As the nurse finally finished his face, Asher was at least able to use his tail to grasp the book. This seemed to be a book on the areas through out the realm, from their histories to the creatures they held. This seemed a bit over the top, especially while Asher was too injured to be bothered with this. But then he realized, he was stuck in bed for at least a week before he could try to even walk again. So while he was trapped in bed, perhaps it would be vital to start learning a bit about the world.

"I thought this kind of stuff is what you were for?"Asher remarked and Sparx only gave him one hard laugh in response.

"You will need to learn this so you can be more familiar with the creatures we may face,"Hunter explained the importance that the creatures and foes were learned,"We will then be able to deal with them more accordingly without taking anything risky and costly like you did with the guardians."

"And once you're able to walk again, the masters would like to simply help you learn how to use that fire of yours like a pro."Sparx incited that Asher's fire ability was in need of some tutoring if it was to be used as well.

"I thought that was something that only Ignitus could do for me,"Asher pointed out that only another fire dragon could teach him ho to harness his natural ability,"How are different elemental dragons gonna teach me how to control an element they know little about?"

"They have their ways. There's a reason they got along like they did, regardless of their differences."Hunter insisted that the guardians could help him control this powerful fire he held within himself.

"Fair enough… So I guess I'm just trapped here reading books… Rather than going out to find Cynder,"Asher sighed and gentle placed the book to the side to slowly open it up with his tail,"I can already tell that this is going to be an absolute hell for the next week…"

"Yep, so you better get settled in for it big bad dragon. This will be your chance to get to know your new team better!"Sparx teased and Asher responded by simply putting a pillow over his head.

"There we go, now you don't exist in my view…!"He muffled and continued to read the book they were so insistent that he read.

"Wow...! Really mature there big guy. You really showed me who's boss,"Sparx scoffed but Asher appeared not to hear him through the pillow, and it even started to annoy him,"I'm still here, you know! You can't hide behind the pillow forever!"

With this, Asher was willing to accept the lengths he would have to go to before he was ready. Ready to seek out the sibling that was lost so long ago, for that he was willing to do anything. Even accept the help of others on this journey, whether he like it or not, it was his best bet. So he got settled in, reading and learning everything he could to be ready for the journey to come. One that would push him to his utmost limits, and possibly beyond them, while a new enemy was growing.

Ok, apologies for the wait, but I had to slow down a bit since I have quite a bit of stories to work on. So I'm going a bit slower, perhaps that will improve the quality of the chapters for every one. But rest assured, I'm not abandoning this story, so no worries. Stay awesome every one.