-1A/N Just so every one knows there is A LOT of foreshadowing in the earlier chapters to this especially in the end of chapter 1. If any one finds any sort of thing like this I do want to know what you're thinking. So my 4 Reviewers this chapter are;

Esme Kali Phantom: I don't have any thing to say really except Thank You. Your reviews are the only thing keeping this Fic updated. Another thing, your penname always reminds me of Mary Poppins. Don't know why though.

Phamtomshadowdragon: I was attempting a feeble joke with the Unicorn leather. All of the Unicorns in the living world are extinct so wouldn't they be in the Zone? Yes Grim has his own training camp but it is way more than that. The reason it is "Auxiliary" is because there isn't any reason for it to be there in the mean time. Grim is really the head of the Zone's military. Yes Grim is going to become The Reaper. I hope that this answered your questions. Happy Birthday to you.

Sword hunter oblivion: Any review is a good review I am glad that you enjoy it so far. I will be continuing this story as long as I have reviews.
SquirrelGirl13: All of your questions about the scythe will be answered soon for the color it has a silver blade, a black handle and it glows red. I hope that where ever the bruise is from your fall is OK. Have fun in Hawaii.

So here is the chapter.

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"Grim you know that I disapprove of this highly. I will still need you at the post. If you are not here then I will have to replace you."

"My King, I only wish to learn Sorcery from the Prophets. I will still be at your beck and call." begged Grim, giving out a plea to King Pariah.

"Fine Grim only if you are truly at my beck and call but if you step out of line after this starts, I will stop this immediately. Do you understand Grim?" King Pariah answered to the begging's of the Commander of his Military of Skeletal Ghosts.

"Yes sir, I understand the rules that you have lain down to the utmost clarity. I thank you for allowing me to take this opportunity. Now if you will excuse me my King I am just going to alert Pyro that I will be The Prophets student. Let your rulings stay strong and let the Ectosteel Age of the Realm not perish." Grim said, bowing on his way out of the rather darkly adorned room.

...4...

The Prophets watched the conversation from the large mirror that was situated at the corner of the room with glee, with the exception of Lethor. He stood away from the other five with a highly thoughtful stance fingering his own skull amulet greatly wishing that the others could see their flaw previous to the upcoming war. He too was glad that Grim could become their student and he had even gone as far to offer to teach Grim and Pyro how to fight with their own choice of weaponry. That one choice is why he was set apart from the other Prophets. In writing the letter Lethor had finally realized that he could read the future with more accuracy than the others. Following their actions he realized that they do not know of the up coming war and that they might be loosing their own ability to truly Read and watch the time stream for disasters.

"I have not told you about the total contents of the letter."

The other prophets reeled around in shock surprise evident in their eyes.

Meliain stood near the rear fingering the skull amulet that hung around her neck in thought. Then without warning she took the hood of her purple cloak off, revealing a lovely pale-green complexion with light brown hair that came down to just below shoulder height and deep red eyes. "Lethor" she sighed with apprehension "if you did not tell us of the full contents of the letter then please proceed to do so now."

Pulling down the hood of his own purple cloak Lethor could be seen with a guilty look upon his scruffy and slightly scarred blue face. "The only thing that I left out is the fact that I offered them training with any weapon that they desire. Grim will bring a scythe while Pyro will decline any and all offered training saying that he is but a blacksmith and has no need to fight."

"Do you have a reason Lethor or is all of this a lost cause?" Meliain asked quickly.

"Yes Meliain I have a reason, if I did not I would not have done anything."

"Then what is your reason Lethor" replied the now unhooded Dordain. He was a rather lanky green skinned spirit with jet black hair that he pulled back in a small braid.

"Only time can tell" Lethor said with a smug air and floated out of the room.

...4...

The door swung open with a loud bang surprising the only occupant of the three room shack. Some of the greenish light from the sky wavered into the main room giving the smoke that was forming in the air an odd green sheen. Grim ran in through the door and shut it with a resounding slam, his eyes gleaming with happiness.

"Grim I assume that Pariah is going to let you go because otherwise you would not be as happy as you are now." Pyro said with a smile glad that his friend had convinced the stubborn King to let him go.

"Yes Pariah let me go but on strict rules. Apparently he does not like the Prophets and he does not trust them. The only way that I could go was if I went by his new rules. The main rule was that I was not allowed to use any of the knowledge that I learn at the Library at the Castle, this means no spell work. At least I am still going right?"

"Right."

"So Pyro how was your business today?"

"Just fine, I sold one set of horseshoes, two cooking pots, a pair of daggers, and one sword. In between I worked on this. I know how you like to be original and I was thinking about the offer to learn how to fight with any weapon. So far just the handle is made. It of course took a lot of effort to find the materials. Obsidian and black diamonds are rather hard to find you know. Then it took some time to meld together the two rocks to make the 5 foot pole, but once the Scythe is done it should compare to the weaponry of the Royal family it may even be better. The blade will be made up of the rest of the black diamond and the hardest ectosteel in my stash. I will also add some extra powers to the weapon so that it is not just a scythe but a mighty force in battle." Pyro exclaimed quite enthusiastically even as his afterlifetime friend started gaping at him in astonishment.

"A Scythe! That is perfect! Obsidian is one of the best power storage gems known to spirits so is diamond but you are probably the first to ever alloy those together. Wow this is going to be the best weapon. Thank you Pyro, but what about your weapon are you not going to learn how to fight?" The shadowy pole started to glow red when Grim held the handle of the scythe but dimmed down to its original aura quickly after Grim gave the rod back to Pyro.

As Pyro shuffled around getting out the necessary materials for the next day including the ectosteel and the black diamond he answered with a resounding statement of how he did not think that a blacksmith was needed in battle but was more useful in the making of the weaponry that the warriors used. "When you go to the Prophets in the morning please tell them my reasoning, I am sure they will understand. I think that I will continue working on the Scythe so that you may bring it with you tomorrow. Good night Grim."

"Good night Pyro, thank you again for the Scythe it will most likely be the finest weapon ever built." Grim said as he walked to his room in the shared shack.

...4...

A/N I will not be able to update for 10 days after Friday and then it will probably be about 4 days before I get chapter 5 posted.

Please review otherwise you won't see another chapter even later. If you do review the chapter might come sooner.

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