-1A/N This is my first Fic that I have ever tried to type up so yes I am proud of it. Please look at my profile it has my next stories on it and later some of my earlier written ones in summary form. This story is going to be a rather long one so please don't expect these stories to be up soon. I would enjoy to hear what you think about my other summaries. Now thanks to my one reviewer for chapter 2…
Esme Kali Phantom. There will be more acceptances later as the story continues. Be warned, some things like that are very important to the story. Yes I did gloss over some stuff like the ghost names but this was really the only way that I knew how to put them in.
Now on to the chapter.
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Even from afar The Prophets were astounded by Grims first self acceptance of his death then how quickly he became a very high ranking spirit in the Realm. None of the six knew how to confront their wanted apprentice aside from direct contact. Each of the Prophets also knew that direct confrontation was a huge mistake because of Grims lifetime and afterlifetime friend Pyro was always protecting Grim.
With Pyro the acceptance of his death came much slower than that of Grim, with sudden panic attacks whenever someone said "Hello" or "Good bye" and a gloomy outlook on everything that reminded him of his previous life. The only exception to this was Grim and in seeking comfort, had become obsessive over the protection of him. Even though this was the case Pyro managed to become an excellent blacksmith and even figured out a few ways to give a few special qualities to his weaponry. These "qualities" usually consisted of fire but some could be moved around by the ghosts will power alone after the weapon had been thrown in battle.
The Prophets themselves were each powerful specters but this was not the reason they were renowned in The Realm of the Dead. They could see the future, admittedly not the entire future but bits and pieces of it. The floating land that their lair was situated upon contained three wings each wing contained a certain section of the knowledge. The scrolls of History documenting every detail of the history of The Realm of the Dead were in the first. In another wing of the Library the books of the sciences were contained. In the last wing of the Library was where the scrolls of spells were stored for use of any who presided in the walls of the above sanctuary. At the center was a book, this book if read by any who were not of the six would collapse the very time stream into udder chaos. This was the source of the power of the Prophets, the book contained the instructions of the spell to see the future as well as the prophesies that the Prophets wrote.
Still they wanted to teach the younger ghost all that they could in the ways of magic. Over the next few years they watched Grim learn things about the Realm that very few ghosts ever hoped to imagine. Like far away parents they watched his progress until the day that one of the Prophets could not take the waiting any longer and decided, even though it was against the wishes of his fellow Prophets, to make direct contact with Grim.
However, because Grim was outside of the Prophets lair the lone Prophet had to resort to writing a message on a piece of parchment explaining the entire thing. Once the Prophet returned from bringing the message to Grim the other Prophets were angry at the simple act of informing the ghost of their plans. Yet at the same time they could not help but wonder about where the note would get them.
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One lone figure stood near the furnace of a slightly grubby shack weaving together the strands of admittedly rather abundant unicorn leather around the hilt of the sword that he was holding. When all of a sudden the door to the shack burst open.
"Pyro! Pyro!" Grim yelled while floating in the door waving a scroll in his left hand.
"Yes Grim." Pyro replied with remote interest as he was putting the final touches on a long sword made out of a combination of Spirit metal and Human metal that could send green ectoblasts out of the front end. A feat that took quite a bit of concentration on Pyro's part.
"A group of ghosts want to teach me magic. It says here that the Realm knows these Spirits as The Prophets. I want to go it's just that I want a second opinion. What do you think I should do?" Grim in an obviously excited manner waved the scroll in front of Pyro's face and started unrolling it.
Now looking up at his friend's skeletal figure. "Well that depends on what it says entirely because if it says anything about leaving and not returning for months on end I say no. It will endanger the already fragile economy of the Realm. Your status in the hierarchy is just too high up and I don't have the training or the skills…"
"It says nothing about leaving for months or even years and I still can run the emergency military just in case the need actually shows up that I and the entire military are needed for war." Grim said when he interrupted Pyro from giving him the I cant take over you in your absence speech that Grim heard practically every time he went off for more than one day.
"Fine Grim are you going to read it to me or not?"
"Yes yes of course I am going to read it out loud every last word of the entire thing but please do not interrupt me while I am doing so. It is after all quite interesting.
Hello Grim, this letter is to inform you of our offer to train you in the art of magic. We have been watching you for many years and have desired to hone your already very well defined skills in magic. My brethren and I are known to The Realm as The Prophets. If you wish to take up this offer the training, though frequent, should not detract from your Job as the, currently, auxiliary military leader. We are aware that your friend Pyro is one of The Realm's top black smiths in weaponry. If you should wish it we would aid you in the learning of any weapon of your choice. Also we would be grateful to also teach Pyro in the weapon of his choice. There will be no payment required of you in your stead of our home. If you do accept this offer please come to the Island Of Knowledge. Thank you.
The Prophets.
What do you think? It sounds to me like these Prophets really want to teach us how to fight and use magic. It also says that they think I have skills in magic. So what do you say." Grim's tone displayed his excitement of learning magic to Pyro who was obviously trying to make up his mind.
Pyro let out an exasperated sigh "Yes I guess we could go."
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At once the sound of surprise filled the elegant halls of the Library when The Prophets heard the news of Grim coming for training in the arts of battle and magic. The one Prophet who had written the letter was happy, yet he knew that Pyro was going to be a surprise to the others as he had not told them of all of the contents of the letter. Another thing that he alone knew about was the upcoming battle, the battle that could very well be the turning point for the entire Realm of the Dead, or as the awareness of the dimension increased in the Realm of the Living, the Ghost Zone. This battle was the reason that he wanted Grim to have proper training in a single weapon. The weapon, as this prophet knew, would be a scythe not just any scythe but a warriors scythe. An elegant weapon, one that most had never heard of, but that was a thought for when Grim and Pyro arrived.
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A/N. So this was a nice long chapter and I have a reason for taking I think it was 4 days to post this but hey the first chapter took 2 weeks to get up and this one is longer.The 3s are just there so that the breaks will stay there. So everyone is clear on my policy; all I need is one review and I will start typing the next chapter. This is my policy and it is going to stay that way. This chapter is dedicated to Esme Kali Phantom who was my 5th reviewer. I hope everyone who reads this is enjoying this as much as I am. I hope to read the reviews from you people soon.
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