Formora's P.O.V

After taking Perseus to the homes of the riders, and hearing his answer, we headed back to the others, at the royal hall.

'Honestly, I am so not looking forward to this conversation. Though hopefully Vrael is gone. Oromis is much easier to talk to and get along with.' I thought to myself, inwardly sighing at how explosive Vrael had been, ever since the betrayal.

'I understand he's having a difficult time processing the traitorous actions of our fellow riders. He needs to quit acting as though he was the only one attacked or almost killed. He attacked a child, an innocent child, over his own biases and prejudices. Not all humans are the same. We all were betrayed. We all watched our friends, and students cut down, their dragons torn open to be robbed and pillaged of their Eldunari. Some of us have even seen our lovers or children die.' I thought solemnly, anger and sadness floating through my mind, in regards to the acts of the cowardly Forsworn.

'Are you alright, hatch ling?' I heard the voice of Jord. I smiled.

'I'm fine, old friend. Thank you for your concern.' I thought back.

"Excuse me, miss Formora? Mister Oromis told me some things about being a dragon rider, but I'm not sure he told me everything. What does it feel like? What are the responsibilities of it? Who is going to teach me? How long will they teach me? Where will they teach me? Will I be allowed to still be around Arya, or any other friends I make?" I was taken out of my inner thoughts, upon hearing the voice of Perseus.

I glanced down at him, his bright, sea green eyes staring back at me, a look of curiosity present in them, along with a small amount of anxiety. I smiled at him gently, before kneeling and bringing my face closer to his.

"A rider's bond, is one of the most beautiful things in the world, Perseus. It can be slightly disorienting at first, that is true, but once it forms? You will grow to love and cherish it. I have been bonded with Jord, for centuries, and now? I can't even begin to imagine what life would be like without her. Responsibilities and your teacher, however, I will let Master Oromis tell you, I can't spoil everything, now can I? You will be taught here in the forest. Of course you can still be around your friends, we would never separate you from them, or demand you stop seeing them. We aren't evil, you know. Why wouldn't you make any other friends? Though, I will grant you, there are only a handful of children here in Du Weldenvarden, at this time. Elves have always had a low birth rate." I said to him, while smiling conspiratorially.

'Hm, maybe I shouldn't have mentioned anything regarding the low child birth of elves, oh well. Too late now.' I felt a small smirk slowly form over my face. Then another thought entered my head, one that, upon its arrival, started getting stronger.

'Maybe I should be his mentor? He would be my first student, so that could be an interesting idea. Vrael probably wouldn't agree though. Maybe I can get master Oromis to back me up on this? He would most likely agree. He taught me after all. Yes, I think that's what I shall do.' the idea was set firmly in my head. I would mentor this boy. I couldn't wait, I was so excited!

Evandar's P.O.V

'Well this should prove interesting. I can't help but wonder though, how will the world change with this boy's arrival? Arya seems to like him, so far. Though she is only three. Why do I get the feeling that they will be mates in the future? Oh well, that is a long time away. At least two hundred years, possibly even three hundred. If ever. She will be my little girl forever, even when she is a thousand years old. I won't allow any boy or man to touch her. Never!' I thought to myself.

'Now that I think about it, Perseus does bare a remarkable appearance, to HIM. Coincidence? I'm not sure. Surely HE would have told us though, if he had a son or brother or something, right? Then again, he just showed up out of nowhere.' I thought, glimpsing a few memories of a man, I had met before.

'Hm, love, what are you thinking about right now? What are your thoughts on this boy?' I glanced to my mate, and beautiful queen. Her lovely face showed annoyance, and care.

'Huh, odd mixture. I guess she's annoyed about the dwarf and his beliefs in gods, and she cares about the boy? Not surprising really, children are the highest gift to elves. They are a true blessing. One that should not be taken lightly. Islanzadí always did care for children, greatly. Even if she has trouble showing it. I blame her bitch of a mother, truly I do.' I mused to myself.

'Hm, should I tell her that Arya was snooping during the hatching? Nah. Arya's already on thin ice with her mother, at the moment. I really need to figure out what to do about those two. Arya's not even an adult yet, and she's already getting into fights with her mother. Maybe a son would have been better?' I sighed inwardly. I love both of them, but their attitudes towards one another are getting outrageous. Especially given that Arya's only a child.

Islanzadí's P.O.V

I watched as my sister Formora led the boy to the homes of the riders. Several thoughts flying through my head.

'Why do I care about the boy? Yes he's a child. Yes the few memories I glimpsed of him were terrible and tragic. That doesn't mean I should care about him, right? I just met the boy, briefly as well. Why am I so effected by him? It doesn't make any sense, I don't even know him, yet for some reason, I want to take him into my home, wrap him up in a blanket, and never let go. Well, wrap him and Arya both up, and never let them go. What's wrong with me? I shouldn't care. Especially about Perseus, but something is pulling me near him. The question is though, what is it, and how can I stop it? I want him to be happy, and safe. I don't know why.' I questioned.

Glancing around, I noticed the others were all in states of thinking over things. Hearing footsteps caused me to look back in the direction my sister and the 'god spawn' that the damned dwarf was gushing about, left in. Evidently I was deep in my thoughts longer than I had thought, because the two were back.

Formora's P.O.V

"Master Oromis, I would like to speak to you, on matter pertaining to Perseus, involving his training, if you don't mind?" I asked my old mentor, upon our arrival back at the royal hall. My old teacher must have had a suspicion in regards to my request, or he knew. Either way, I didn't really care, I would train the boy, even if I had to kidnap him and leave the forest and Alagaësia altogether.

"Very well. Would you prefer for this discussion to take place here, or in a more private setting?" Oromis' kind voice said.

"We can have it here, if you don't mind." I said to him.

He just nodded, before opening his mouth and speaking to me, "Alright then, now what is on your mind? I have a guess, however I would like to hear it from you."

"Okay then, I will get right down to it. I wish to be his mentor." I boldly declared. Waiting to see what his reaction would be to that. I had a feeling he wouldn't say no, however. I was right.

"Hm, well you are a fully fledged rider yourself. I have trained you to the best of my abilities. Though I do worry, this will be your first student. Yet if you think you can handle it, then you have my blessing and permission to train him. Though I will be teaching him myself, as well." He spoke, and I smiled thankfully at him, happy to have his approval.

Glancing back at Perseus, I smiled at him, before walking over to him, and telling him, "From now on, you will call me Master, as well as calling Oromis, Master. Is that understood?"

He nodded with a big grin on his face, making me smile wider. Impulsively, I leaned forward and took him into a hug. I don't know why, a part of me just wanted to hug him, to share my joy with him physically. He didn't hesitate, putting his arms around me, returning my hug with one of his own.

1 week later, Perseus' P.O.V

It had been about a week since Formora told me she was to be my teacher. I don't know why, but I was excited. Lately I had been hearing four voices in my head. Arya was one of them, that much I knew. Two of the other three however, were stronger, or rather, more clear, than the third one.

Upon explaining this to Masters Formora and Oromis, however, they told me that the voices I heard were the dragons, and I must have managed to connect my mind to Arya, despite her young age, and my untrained magical power, somehow.

'Sounds to me like your just bullshitting and don't know how to say so.' I mused to myself.

'Perseus…..Perseus…' I heard chants calling my name. My eyes flared, glancing around, I noticed the three hatch lings all sitting in the tree home. I grinned.

'Hm, what is it? Perhaps you three are ready for names?' I inquired.

'A name?' Came the mental voice of one of the dragons, I'm guessing the black one, from the way she cocked her head at me.

'Need a name' spoke the other two dragons.

'Very well. This might take some time, so I will go over names with you three, one at a time, okay?' They nodded their heads up and down.

'Alright, black dragon, you're first. Call your name when you have figured it out, alright? Here we go. Nyx, Nox, Night, Darkness, Obsidia, Hellfire, Hela, Hel, Izanami, Nike, Victoria, ….Nemesis…..Eris…Xena…..Lamia….Sybaris…...Kampe…..Belladonna…..' I was cut off by a cry of a name.

'Belladonna.' her voice, somehow, was very imperious. I was happy that she was proud of her name.

'Okay, blue dragon, you're next. Same deal. Let's get to it. Tethys…..Amphitrite…...Rhode…...Calypso….Pleione…..Kymolopeia…Thalassa….….Oceania….Pallas….Mera….Atlanna…...Kif…..Ceto…...Syren…..Siren….Sirena…..Andromeda….Scylla…..Charybdis….Tiamat.' that one was it apparently, as the now named Tiamat cut me off.

'Tiamat.' came the soft and gentle voice, ironically, akin to a trickling stream.

'So now we do the last, but not the least one. You already know the drill now, yes? Very well. Iris…..Isis….Nike….Caylpso…..Bellona…...Amara….Lorelei…...Freyja….Hecate….Circe….Trivia…...Amethyst…..Irina…..Irene….Victoria.' Well I guess we will be calling her Victoria, from now on.

'Victoria.' Her voice was a soft melody, compared to Belladonna's voice.

'I like it too.' I faintly heard Arya whisper, causing me to smile, which got even bigger, once Victoria sent small, and weak, feelings across the bond to us. She liked the fact that we liked her name.

'I'm going to speak to the master's now, do the three of you wish to go or stay here? I won't be very long, I just wish to let them know that you have all chosen your names.' I said to the three hatch lings. The three traded looks, causing me to just stare at them rather dryly.

All I received in turn, were just looks of innocence, as all three dragons cocked their heads sideways at me, while sending feelings of safety and security to me. I rolled my eyes.

'Fine, I will be back shortly. I assure you I will be very safe and secure.' leaving the tree, I jogged to the trees housing Masters Formora and Oromis. Knocking, I waited until they answered, usually they would often visit one another, so I wasn't surprised when Master Oromis answered Master Formora's tree.

"Perseus, well this is a nice surprise. What are you doing here?" the old elf kindly asked.

I grinned at him, "I just wanted to tell you, the hatch lings have chosen a name. Belladonna is the black one, the blue one has chosen the name Tiamat, and the purple one goes by the name of Victoria. So when will training begin?"

I couldn't wait. I was excited as to what Dragon Rider training entailed. It sounded awesome, plus it's dragons. How cool is that?!

"Those sound like fine names for fine dragons, though I wish to ask, why those names? Why for those specific dragons?" Master Formora asked me.

"Well, Belladonna is a deadly, but beautiful flower, much like my beautiful black dragon. She's deadly but beautiful, at least, she will be. Tiamat, was a sea goddess from ancient times in my old world, one of her sacred animals was reptiles, and the sea is blue. So I suggested it to her, and she chose it. It seems fitting. Victoria, well that one she just seemed to like." I explained.

"Well, that was rather informative, thank you. We shall be at your tree come morning, at first light. Be ready." Master Oromis told me, before sending me back to my tree for the night, upon my arrival back at my tree, however, I saw I had an unexpected visitor.

The end.

Who is the unexpected visitor?

Okay, so somethings to go over.

I'm not sure if I explained this already, so here goes. Elves are not going to be the same here, as they are in canon. Their physical ages are slowed. For example, Arya, is three years old right now. Mentally though, she is about seven or eight. Elves don't physically mature until they're about a century and half or older. Their bodies slowly get older until then. The stronger they are, the quicker they mature. So Arya, at about 150 – 200, will gain a very womanly body, and once she is done filling out, so to speak, she will stop physically aging, at least for a while, not really sure how I want to handle old age of elves yet, lol

Perseus' amnesia. Well this is a bit weird. Basically, he remembers small and minor details, about some things. But for the most part, essentially detailing his past with gods, goddesses, titans, titanesses, monsters, giants, and the like, from Greeco-Roman, Egyptian, Norse, and various other Pantheons, are blocked. He only remembers their names, and briefly what they look like. Nothing else. He doesn't remember his interactions with them. Sorry. No other way to explain it. Besides, his amnesia is kind of temporary, well, kind of. Eventually, he may remember his past.

Dragons and elves may or may not look the same here as they do in canon either. What I mean by that, is that, for example, Arya and Islanzadí, don't have the same skin tone. Sorry, but this is how I see the two/want to write the two. Dragons however, might have a few differences, such as spike/scale/talon colors.

Formora and Perseus, I think, at least at the start here, will have a mother and son relationship, that may or may not develop into a lover's relationship. I don't know yet though.

Expect the unexpected. I have a lot of cameos in this fic, planned. So stay tuned.

Galbatorix and Durza, are creating a shade army. Composed of various creatures. How is this going to work out? Who knows?

Do you want to see all of Perseus' training? Should I do a time skip, just glossing over it all? Let me know.