Me And My Shadow (Pure Redemption: Book Two)

by Shen's General

It was only a few months since Kludd had escaped his darkness, as he now prepare to spend the rest of eternity with his love, but when old enemies returned, a forbidden artifact is revealed, with powers that would bring a whole new meaning to the term 'inner demons'. Major KxN, SxO, DxG, TxSS, ExOC. Rated T temporarily, will escalate to M. CANCELLED. Sorry.

4. Purely Orchestrated

A/N: It is time...my good friends...to witness the ultimate joining of our two favorite Pure Ones...but will it really go without a hitch?

REVIEW RESPONSES

Crazybird101: Yes, LaRoche is still an asshole. And the reason I made Shard a Horned Owl was the fact that there was already six Barn Owls in this story, plus three more to come in this one…and there was only one Horned Owl.

1-1 Marines: Yes, Shard is a captain, but what he went through…is slightly different from the video game. Sorry, but as far as I know, LaRoche will live…but you will be satisfied with this chapter.

sonicfighter21354: So glad that you are…but things are going to get crazy. Yes, I figured Shard should be in a respected position.

FtDLulz: Your very welcome.

Godzilla Fan 2012: I am glad that someone had taken notice of the ITDs. Yes, it is pretty safe to assume that these ITDs will have connections to this story. And thank you for your words of encouragement.

sailor-starlight101: Thank you, and I'm glad you thought so. I think you can be good as well, given the chance.

Synchronized Harmony: Thanks, Sync!

Elete12: :I Well, I know you mean well, but I am not one of those guys who are good at finding 'small' errors. I appreciate your honesty, but I would appreciate it more that you add on a compliment with that criticism next time.

LydeaBlaze: Interesting was what I was going for. :)

jjhatter: Yes, Harris's confidence is soaring…and I am glad that you like the scenes.

X1Mobius: Oh, you…*blushes* And you are quite correct, my fellow reader and writer, things are about to get crazy…

I do not own Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga'Hoole and their beloved characters

I do own Harris, Fatal, LaRoche, Pip, and Alice, as well as my interpretation of Shard.

NOTE: I had been thinking, and I had decided that for the story to make better sense, I made both Ezylryb and Metalbeak 10 years older than they were, meaning Ezylryb is 58, while Surtr is 57 (when he died). If the last fic says otherwise, ignore it.

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Chapter Four: Purely Orchestrated

INSIGHT INTO THE THEOLOGY OF DARKNESS

DATE: Golden Rain, Month 3, Day 3, Year 705

SUBJECT: The Guardians

The Guardians

Defenders of the Island of Hoole and the Great Tree of Ga'Hoole.

Found in the times of the Golden Rain of Year 89.

Founders: Hoole Nazareth, Theo Lokey, and Grank Albus.

Known Allies: Northern Kingdom of Deningrad, Desert Kingdom of Kuneer, Forest Kingdom of Tyto, Forest Kingdom of Silverveil

Known Adversaries: Tytonic Union of Pure Ones, Forest Kingdom of Ambala*

*I honestly have no sprinking clue what's their deal...something about some tension between the kingdom's two leading siblings...

Current Leaders: Boron Nyctea, Barran Nyctea, Ezekiel Lyze...a.k.a. Ezylryb

Motto: "To uphold the weak, to mend the broken, and make weak the proud"

Number of Members up to date: Approximation of 500 owls ranging across the whole owl portion of the animal kingdom.

The Guardians was found in year 89 by the first King of Hoole in response to the rising threat of the many rogue bands that were forming since the ultimate defeat and extermination of the hagsfiend in year 70, as well as a part of an arms race, as Eve Alba found the Tytonic Union of The Pure Ones a couple years before, who risen up to combat the chaos and disruption that ensued in the aftermath of the First War as well. It was once presumed by many that the Guardians would not last long, as opposed to the Pure Ones, for they lacked discipline, order, and were in major short supply of battle claws...yet, here I am, six hundred sixteen years later, now taking up residence in the Great Tree of Ga'Hoole, to resume my studies of darkness's theology. It still impress me that they had manage to last this long...well, I would contribute that either to the fine leaderships of great owls like Hoole and Boron or simply dumb luck.

In all seriousness however, the Guardians are now one of the owl kingdoms' greatest forces in the world, ranking third behind Deningrad's elite Snowfall Squadron and the Pure Ones. Despite all of the abovementioned necessities they lacked, they had made up for in skill, intelligence, and their unbreakable determination and will. What they do is quite noble: fighting for the weak and broken, willing to throw their lives on the line against countless threats that our world face today.

As to what any of this information has to do with the study into darkness, I had started performing some observations upon these unique owls and I had been quite surprised. Practically every single owl that I had interviewed had shown to be a model citizen, always thinking of others and helping anyone in need. These owls…they were practically perfect…and their hearts were good…but there is something wrong with them…

When I asked these owls questions regarding darkness and what they would do in a hypothetical situation where they would had to do something very immoral, they simply went mute or deny answering. As I mentioned within my entry 'Fear', I had wondered why we denied darkness, and as I asked these owls, I could sense in my gizzard that they were afraid of it…and even though they may deny it, they are afraid. These Guardians may be brave and bold on the outside…but on the inside…they're nothing more than contradictions.

For those of a weaker mind, a contradiction is a thing that is inconsistent with an element. Some of the Guardians are shown to fear darkness, some of them even hating it, but they fail to realize that we are owls, the birds of the night, night which is the world's period of perpetual darkness. How can these owls loathe darkness when we fly within it every night?

I hope to find my answer to this question as I begin my stay here in the Great Ga'Hoole Tree…

Entry End

V.

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Over the next few moments, the wedding hall was beginning to be filled with guests, as owls began to file into the room. Upon LaRoche's suggestion, Shard and Alice took their places, as Alice stand in the left side of the hall in the front, while Shard waited in the back of the room, not wanting to stir up questions about himself till the wedding was over.

The first of the guests to arrive were the members of the Parliament, as presence of all the members were required for the wedding to be official. Bubo was the first to fly in of the group, his commonly sooty feathers cleaned and preened, as he held the door open for Dewlap, who herself was preened as well, but her face was stuck in a scowl.

"Come on, Dewlap, you know if you keep your beak like that, it will stick, right?" Bubo joked.

"Oh, ha-ha. You are really enjoying your little victory, aren't ya?" Dewlap growled. Back when they were deciding whether Kludd and Nyra would stay, Dewlap, like LaRoche, was against the Pure Ones staying here, and ever since Boron ruled that they would stay, the elderly Burrowing Owl still hadn't gotten over it, and even held hate against the ones that ruled in their favor, namely Ezylryb, Strix Struma, and Bubo.

"Not at all. I am enjoying that I get to see a wedding." Bubo corrected, undaunted by Dewlap's hostility. The horned owl was one of those guys that never let most bad things that others had done get to him, and was always outgoing. It was safe to say that he took quite a shine to the two once-evil owls, mostly Kludd, as he was one of his students in the blacksmithing chaw, for he reminded him so much of himself when he was younger (being a Pure One aside, of course). Dewlap merely grunted as she took her place at the front of the aisle.

Bubo let out a sigh when he heard a group of flapping, and turn to see a group of young owls with instruments in their talons, and at the front of them, a beautiful snowy owl, her feathers obviously more cleaned and preened then any of the other owls he had seen thus far. The great horned owl's beak merely hanged at the sight of this beauty, but immediately snapped himself out of it as he then addressed firmly,

"Ah, good evening, Madame Plonk, fine night for a wedding, is it?"

"Indeed it is, Bubo." The snowy owl nodded with a warm smile, "It seemed like ages since I last performed at a wedding."

"Yes, and a unique one at that." Bubo added, before noticing something, "Where's your harp?"

"Oh, the snakes are bringing it up. You didn't think I would not bring my best to this wedding, did you?" Madame Plonk asked suspiciously.

"Well…you weren't exactly the most receptive." Bubo stated truthfully. Indeed, Madame Plonk was also against Kludd and Nyra's staying here, although she was not as out-spoken in comparison to LaRoche or Dewlap.

The snowy owl sighed, "I guess that is fair. But that was then and this is now, and I honestly don't mind those two now." That was also true, for in the following months, Madame Plonk had grown used to the two. Sure, she was apprehensive of them sometimes, but she certainly admired how dedicated they were to fixing their wrongs, and she cannot hate them for that.

"No doubt in my mind that you do." Bubo chuckled, as with a nod from the snowy owl, she, followed by her choir who served as a chorus for her melodious voice, took their place at the choir stand. After seeing no one else was coming yet, Bubo decided to take his place alongside Dewlap, who was still in a sour mood.

The doors to the hall opened once more as a snowy owl came flying in, and given how there were only three notable snowy owls in the tree, it wasn't hard to deduce that this owl was Barran, mate of Boron, and queen of the Ga'Hoole Tree. Keeping an emotionless yet firm glance, she flew to the front of the aisle and stand alongside the two other members of the Parliament, giving a firm nod to her mate who was at the altar, who returned the nod. Although the queen didn't say it, she too was not so keen about the wedding like LaRoche, although it wasn't Kludd she didn't like (she had no qualms with him, and thought he was a good owl at heart), but Nyra, for they had a bit of a fierce rivalry back then, especially back in the Battle of The Ice Claws. But despite her hate towards the Barn Owl, she was rather too composed to act on such negative emotions, but she often gave occasional glares at the Tyto, and avoided her half the time.

After the arrival of the last Parliament member that wasn't directly involved in the wedding, other owls began to file into the halls, as well as the snakes that were bringing Madame Plonk's harp. The owls that came were of all sizes, as there were Elves, Pygmies, Burrowers, as well as Great Grays, and Great Horneds and even a couple of owlets and their parents, some of them Guardians, some of them merely citizens. Of course, as Boron and LaRoche predicted, there were not a lot of them, which was understandable, given that this was a wedding between two Pure Ones, but the count was still adequate for a small wedding.

LaRoche looked over the hall, as he was doing a mental head count of everyone in the room, and gave a nod, "Okay, we have the guests…now all we need now is the main attraction…" The moment he said that could have not been at a better timing, as the doors parted once more, as a group of male owls made their way into the hall, a burrowing owl, a great gray owl, and three barn owls, one of them donning a green cloak and with a notable scar on his face.

Kludd and the others merely looked impressed as they walked into the hall, quite surprised by what a good job was done on the place. The décor, the floral arrangement, it was practically a masterpiece.

"Wow…" Soren gasped to himself.

"I'll say," Digger agreed, "And to think this was made possible by the guy who hates Kludd and Nyra's gizzards."

"I believe Ezylryb would call it a great irony." Twilight stated.

"There are indeed no arguments there." Noctus nodded.

The scarred Tyto took no note of others' comment as he made his way down the aisle, glancing left and right at the guests that were in attendance of his wedding, as everyone's eyes were adverted towards him. Although none of these gazes were ill intended, as they were all jovial and rather happy, Kludd still felt awkward, as if he didn't deserved these kinds of gazes. He was once their number one enemy, for crying out loud, how was it that they were so quick to forgive him in six months? He wasn't even sure if he forgiven himself just yet…but regardless, he continued onwards, but not before being caught in the eyes of the Northern Horned Owl in the back corner of the hall…

"So that's the ex-king of the Pure Ones…he doesn't look evil." Shard thought to himself.

It was not before long that the groom's party was at the front of the hall, as Kludd and Soren approached the altar, while Digger and Noctus took their place at the left side of the hall, and Twilight went to join Madame Plonk and her choir at the stands with his lute in his talon.

As soon as Kludd and Soren were in their place for the wedding, Boron took note of their presence, smiling, "Well, isn't it the owl of the hour? How are you feeling?"

"Er, just fine, your majesty. I am quite surprised actually that all these owls came." Kludd admitted a bit nervously.

"Don't be, Kludd. These owls are all here because they know that you had changed. The audience is proof that you had been doing well in your path towards redemption. This is indeed a time for celebration…especially for both you and Nyra." Boron sagely remarked.

"I know, sir. Thank you." Kludd nodded…before suddenly being nudged in the back. The groom quickly turned his head around to find none other than LaRoche holding two pieces of cloth.

"Hey, kid, I had been thinking. Should we go with maroon or red for the reception tweener? Because I am having trouble deciding-"

"LaRoche." Soren said, from behind him, "Don't you think it's a little late for that?"

"What makes you say th-" LaRoche asked, before realizing that everyone were watching there, "Oh…right. They're here. Well, better take my position!" Without another word, he quickly took his position amongst the parliament members, between Dewlap and Barran.

"Okay, now that is taken care of, all we need now is the bride…" Boron stated truthfully.

Thanks to the power of coincidence, as soon as the snowy owl said that, the doors begin to open once more…revealing none other than Nyra Camille, her posture composed, and her head held high, and her feathers and figure cleaned and preened with the utmost care, donning a beautiful red cloak, and next to her, with a wing intertwined with her left, Ezylryb was keeping up a smug yet modest smirk.

"Wow…" Kludd instantly gaped, really dumbfounded that his love could be any more beautiful than she already was before.

"You took the words out of my beak." Soren agreed.

As soon as Boron saw the bride, he immediately gave a nod to Madame Plonk and Twilight. Seeing their cue, Madame Plonk began with a warming up hum and Twilight with a strum of his lute, and soon, the instrumental of 'Here Comes The Bride' began to echo throughout the room.

With the song playing, Ezylryb escorted Nyra down the aisle, soon followed by three of her bridesmaids Gylfie, Otulissa, and Strix Struma, as well as Marella, Eglantine, and Mrs. P, who quickly sneaked around the left side of the hall to join the rest of the family. Ezylryb kept a smile as he waved to the crowd, while the white barn owl kept her eyes straight forward, not taking note of the eyes that were all laid on her, especially Shard, who was still watching from the back.

"Whoa. I never thought I would see a Pure One that was…well, beautiful." He nodded in his thought.

From the front of the room, the other Parliament members looked at the two making their way down the aisle.

"Wow…Nyra certainly does look purty tonight." Bubo complimented.

"Oh, please, Bubo, now you're ogling the Pure One?" Dewlap snapped silently.

"Hush, Dewlap. You are just jealous that you weren't as young and pretty as her." Bubo muttered.

"I am not…" Dewlap growled, but her mind said otherwise, "Sprink it all to hagsmire, why couldn't I be as beautiful as that wench?"

"Pfft, I've seen better." LaRoche mumbled to himself.

"Oh be quiet, LaRoche." Barran bitterly remarked. Although her glare said otherwise, she couldn't deny that Nyra did look quite nice…for being a Pure One, that is.

"Sorry…geez," The Elf Owl gasped to himself, "At least nothing has gone wrong so far…"

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Meanwhile, just arriving at the landing area of the tree, Nix, followed by Harris, quietly placed their talons on the ground, soon to be followed by a couple clatters of battle claws as a battalion of Tyto owls and hawks landed behind them…and a big crash-landing by Jatt and Jutt, and somewhat loud, cracking landing by Fatal, due to his weight.

"Okay, Nix. We are here. What do we do now?" Harris asked.

"It is simple. Me, along with Uglamore, Jatt, and Jutt, plus a few more, will circle around back. You, Fatal, and the rest will storm the front." Nix explained, as he was doing a quick check of the wind.

"A part of his plan, I reckon?" Harris questioned, greatly doubting the success of the mysterious owl's plan.

"A rather large part." Nix sniggered, as he gave a reassuring pat on Fatal.

'I AM-" Fatal was about to shout before having his beak covered by a few Pure Ones.

Nix spread his wings, "Okay, Harris. You know your play. Wait for the signal and remember one thing…"

"What?" The red-tailed hawk asked.

"Kludd belongs to me…" Nix darkly smarmed as he took to the sky, "UGLAMORE! JATT! JUTT! SOLDIERS! AT MY SIDE!"

The two long-eared owls, barely recovered from their crash-landing, let out a groan as they did so, while another barn owl, his scratched up helm glittering in the moonlight, let out a sigh as he ordered, in his deep Russian-like accent, "You heard our master. To the sky!" With that, the grass owl and his battalion flew off into the night, leaving Harris and the others to their device.

"God…this better work…" Harris muttered, "Come on, men, into the tree…" With that, he and his group made their way into the depths of the great tree…

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It was only a few minutes later that Nyra and Ezylryb eventually made it to the front of the room. With a silent thank you and a nod from Nyra, Ezylryb parted from her and went to his spot that was between the groom's beaming father and the nurse, who had been watching the two and obviously was amused by how well groomed he was. The bride approached the altar to her place next to Kludd, while her three bridesmaids stood behind her. The three females took note of their respective lovers, as Gylfie, Otulissa, and Strix gave a loving smile to their beau, prompting a blush from Soren and Digger, and in Twilight's case, nearly faltering his music playing.

As soon as Kludd and Nyra were close and facing each other, the two were even more stupefied by their wondrous appearance. Nyra could not help but note that her to-be mate looked ruggedly handsome than usual, even with the scar that laced the left side, which had faded over the few months due to some treatment that was implemented by Alice during his coma. The green cloak he was wearing also complimented his handsomeness, contrasting with his brilliant brown feathers, and his eyes were shining as bright as a nice pair of battle claws. Kludd himself was practically blown away by how beautiful she was, especially with the moonlight that was glowing through the stained glass window, reflecting off her brilliant white feathers, giving her a heavenly glow, and the cape she had on her back really brought out her eyes, which seemed like a perfect blend of a sea blue and forest green.

The two owls stood in silence at first; still processing the excellent view they were receiving, when Kludd whispered,

"Wow, Nyra…you look beautiful…"

Nyra blushed, hearing someone call her beautiful was common, more so back in her time as a Pure One before Metalbeak, but to hear it from a handsome male, like Kludd for instance, always brought red to her cheeks.

"Thank you, love…and I must simply say…you look rather dashing." Nyra purred in response, the male immediately feeling a bit flustered as he tried to hide his blush.

"Excuse me." Kludd and Nyra looked to face Boron, who was watching the scene with a bit of amusement and slight impatience, "Could you possibly save your loving words till after the ceremony?"

The two Tytos immediately flushed in embarrassment as they both hastily nodded, prompting a slight stir of chuckle from the crowd.

"Good…now to begin…" Boron stated, as the music suddenly stopped, and then began, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the presence of Glaux to witness the joining of this man" He gestured to Kludd, "and this woman" He gestured to Nyra, "In holy matrimony…"

As Boron began the ceremony, everyone was focused on the two owls, listening attentively to Boron's sermon…

"Glaux, I never thought that this day would come…" Marella whispered, a bit of tears swelling in her eyes, feeling pride in her eldest son.

"I know, dear…I am quite surprised myself." Noctus admitted, "But…it did come…"

"Yes. It sure is something to see one of your owlets grows up and find a mate…" Mrs. P smiled, keeping her tears in check.

"No argument there, ma'am." Ezylryb nodded, keeping his left wing around Alice, keeping their eyes on Boron as he continued the sermon.

"They look so happy together..." Alice smiled.

Kludd and Nyra were listening as well, but they were lost in each others' eyes, seeing the great love and joy they had for each other, knowing that they were moments away from being together forever…

"Ew, they are giving each others those eyes…" LaRoche grimaced.

"Oh, give it a blow, Roachy, you say that because no one ever looked that way at you." Bubo quipped. This prompted a bit of a growl from the Elf Owl's beak as he glared at the couple.

Soren looked at his brother, noting the happy expression on his beak; never in all the years he had spent with Kludd had he ever seen him smiling this well, even before he began slipping away from him, and honestly, he was happy that his brother was happy and given how close they were to the end, it seems like nothing could ruin this perfect night…

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Meanwhile, around the back of the tree, Nix and his men were approaching one of the lower roots, when the leader took note of a stained glass window.

"There it is. The wedding hall should be there…" Nix whispered to his men, as he then barked to a random one, "Soldier! Sound the signal!"

The helmed soldier did as such, as he quickly approached the tree and landed near what seemed to be a natural air duct of the tree. Making sure that their signal wasn't heard; the owl gave a somewhat loud screech into the duct…

At the other end of the duct, which happened to be not far from the wedding hall's doors, Harris, who was waiting near it, as according to plan, heard the screech and gave a satisfied smirk.

"Okay, that's our cue! Unleash our secret weapon!" Harris ordered.

Unfortunately, this secret weapon…was none other than Fatal, who was just standing there still as a statue, not willing to move at all. Behind him, another helmed Pure One, slightly smaller than Uglamore, who went by the name Wortmore, tried to budge him, but his efforts would be compared to trying to move a brick wall.

"Come on, you sprinking moron, move!" Wortmore barked in a slightly Australian-like accent as he tried pushing the eagle again, his talons scratching against the floor, but the golden eagle merely let out a yawn.

"What's the hold up?" Harris growled, frustrated that their plan was starting to unwind.

"Don't blame me! This eagle of yours is defective!" Wortmore shouted back, rather hostile towards their hawk captain.

"Oh come on, Wortmore, you aren't simply trying hard enough." Wortmore turned to see another barn owl, slightly older than him, not wearing a helm, but had a vicious scar on his right cheek and a badly scarred chest. The barn owl immediately recognized him as Stryker.

"If you are so confident, why don't you try it?" Wortmore spat, not willing to take crap from anyone.

"Gladly. Step aside." Stryker ordered, his Italian voice profound, as he shoved Wortmore aside, and then raised his right battle claw, "Let me be the point owl." He shoved his right claw forward and immediately, Fatal's pupils dilated…

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Soon, the wedding hall started to shake, confusing everyone, especially Kludd and Nyra, not to mention LaRoche.

"That's funny, the earth usually doesn't start moving till after the honeymoon." He quipped.

"What's in Glaux name is going on here?" Shard whispered, quite shocked by the tremors.

Fortunately, the Horned Owl's question was about to be answered, as suddenly, the doors to the wedding hall were blasted open by a hulking figure that charged his way into the room, parting the crowds and shaking the ground with each step, before stopping in the middle of the room and letting out a loud screech to the air:

"I AM STRONG, I AM HANDSOME, I AM FATAL!"

Everyone looked in horror at the eagle, which stood there stoically looking at everyone, but no one was more horrified than Kludd and Soren and the rest of the band, as they instantly recognized the eagle…

"No sprinking way…" Kludd whispered to himself.

"Is that who I think it is?" Soren asked.

"Soren, Kludd, you know this bird?" Boron questioned, himself quite shocked.

"Know him?" Gylfie answered for them, "This eagle kidnapped us!"

"Not to mention nearly killing us!" Digger replied as he joined the altar.

"And annoying us with that repetitive screech!" Twilight shuddered, meeting up with the group.

"Exactly, Twilight." Ezylryb agreed as he joined the group, "And if this eagle is here…then that means…"

"Hello…Lyze…"

Everyone at the altar and in the room turned to the origin of the voice as the brown feathered figure of Harris waltz into the room, as if he owned the place, relishing in the fearful and hateful eyes of the masses, only to stop at Fatal's side.

"Harris…" The entire band and Ezylryb bitterly remarked as they all donned hateful glares and battle stances.

"Harris?" Boron asked, as he remembered having the Guardians dealt with him and his group of hawks before.

"How kind of you all to remember me." Harris chuckled, "I bet you all thought we were dead when we fell out of the ravine, did ya?"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Ezylryb screeched, rather angry that he would defile their sanctuary.

"Oh, you know…robbing, pillaging, raping, the typical kind of stuff we hawks usually do." Harris nonchalantly answered, "But when I heard that the famous 'Diamond of St. Aegolius' was getting married, I had to drop by."

"What do you want?!" Nyra barked, "Why possible reasons could you have to come here of all nights?! Especially on our wedding night?!"

"Let me break it down for you, my dear." Harris sniggered as he darkly replied, "I want revenge for the humiliation your filthy mongrels you put us through six months ago, as well as 'Metalbeak' kicking us out two years before, and I want you owls worshipping the grounds we stand on, and to rule over the kingdoms…and most of all, I want you for my prize…" He explained, as he pointed his starboard wing at Nyra, who returned with a disgusted glare.

"Forget it, Harris!" Gylfie snapped, remembering how close Harris was to nearly violating them, "There is no way you are getting any of those!"

"YEAH! HAGSMIRE WILL FREEZE OVER BEFORE WE LET YOU DO A THING TO ANY OF OUR WOMEN!" Digger screamed, his hate towards the hawk more profound than the others.

"Women?" Harris asked, before he took note of the two short-eared owls, glaring at him, at the altar, "Ah, who are those fine lovely ladies?"

"No one you should be concerned with!" Soren snapped, taking a step forward.

"Especially if you value your hide!" Twilight threatened.

"Eh, scary…" Harris sarcastically sneered as he took a step forward, "I am afraid that your threats will not deter me and Fatal from getting what we want."

"Are you seriously daft, Harris?" Ezylryb snapped, "From my count, there are about two dozens of Guardians, including our two-in-training, and only you and Fatal. I honestly don't care what it is you're after, but you are simply not going to get it!"

"Oh, are you so sure?" The red-tailed hawk asked, his green eyes gleaming.

"YES!" Kludd answered, as he took a step towards Harris, "This is our home! So do yourself a favor and leave this tree right now before we make you!"

"YEAH!" The band and the others agreed, as well as some of the Guardians in the crowd, the Parliament included, while the citizens glared at the two lone figures.

But Harris was undaunted by all the threats as he then turned to Kludd and said in a cocky tone, "If I were you, Mr. Alba, I would be more concerned with my head."

Kludd looked at the hawk with confusion when suddenly, something burst through the central stained glass windows and before anyone could react, Kludd's face was met with a gnarly talon punch to the face, sending him sprawling to the ground.

"KLUDD!" Soren and Nyra, the band and the family screeched, as the bride went to her fiancé's side.

The barn owl grunted in pain as he gripped the hurt side of his face, as his love lifted his head slowly. The barn owl winced his eyes shut as he turned to face what attacked him…only to have his eyes widen in shock, as standing at the altar perch, the moon shined off an ominous looking helm of the owl that donned it, a helm that was all so familiar…

"Skarmoris? No! It can't be. He's dead!" Kludd fearfully thought in his head…before noting how smaller he was in comparison to the dark owl, "Wait. He's smaller than I remember, and his feathers are…"

His thoughts was interrupted by a familiar rough dark voice,

"Hello, Kludd."

Kludd and Nyra both gasped in horror, "Nix?!"

"Nix?!" Soren and the others screeched, them remembering the grass owl that tried to kill them all.

"Oh no…" Eglantine whimpered as she remembered him, as Noctus and Marella protectively shielded her from the owl.

The grass owl stepped out of the shadow, revealing his well-toned brown feathered figure, as well as his right orange eye through the broken part of the helm, his scarred half concealed by the helm's remaining side.

Kludd was dumbfounded, "B-but…how-"

"Don't act so surprised, Kludd." Nix spat with venom.

"What…what are you doing with that thing?!" Kludd demanded, as Nyra helped him to his feet, gesturing to the helm that was bringing back old memories of the hagsfiend he and his brother faced.

"Well…I should have you know, since our last encounter six months ago…I had grown in more ways than one." The grass owl sneered, "Now…I am a king…the new glorious leader of the Pure Ones!" He bellowed, spreading his wings wide.

The two ex-Pure Ones and the band and Ezylryb gaped in shock, as Nyra whispered, "No…that can't be!"

"Oh but it is, Nyra." Nix chuckled darkly, "If your friends recalled, I told them that when Skarmoris lost his right to hold this crown, I would take my turn…and now that turn had come."

"But…how can you be king? The entire Pure One army was crushed under the pillar!" Soren stated matter-of-factly.

"No…Skarmoris's Cannabis Regime legion was crushed under the pillar…as for the army…simply observe." Nix gloated as he then gave a screech, catching everyone off guard. At that moment, the side windows of the now broken central stained glass window that was over the altar were shattered as helmed owls flew in, landing behind their leader.

"HEY! Those glass-stained windows cost a fortune!" LaRoche screeched, rather angry that they're wrecking their stuff.

Then, a familiar barn owl landed next to Nix, his helm glowing in the moonlight, immediately achieving recognition from the ex-king and queen…

"Uglamore?" Nyra questioned, not believing her eyes, "Is that you?"

Uglamore did not respond, as his eyes were contorted into a fierce glare…

"And that's just the tip of the mountain…" Nix sneered, as he then gave a nod to Harris. Confused, the others turn to Harris, who then gave his own screech. In response, more helmed owls filed into the room through the broken doors, followed by a colorful array of hawks, donning nothing more than battle claws and swords, as they surrounded the whole crowd, causing all the unarmed citizens to go yeep with terror and intimidating the Guardians...

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" LaRoche screeched, shocked by the presence of so many enemies.

Ezylryb and Boron were both horrified as the old Screech Owl turned to Harris, "Wait...you...and Nix...are working together?"

"Working together is a strong way of putting it, Lyze." Harris shrugged as he approached the band, not bothering to face Nix, "Let's say that me and Nix happens to share the same goal...and he strong-winged me into joining him." He begrudgingly admitted.

"You pathetic fool..." Nyra growled at Harris, as she then turned and glared at Nix, "The Pure Ones' name was already in the ground, and you must stain it even further by associating with these filths?!"

"Oh, you're the one to talk, my queen!"

Nyra and Kludd immediately about-face towards the origin of the voice as she saw Wortmore, standing next to Fatal, glaring at her, her own glare dampening, "Wortmore..."

"He's not the only one, Nyra!" Kludd and Nyra turned to see Stryker on the other side of the eagle.

"Stryker..." Kludd gasped.

"You mangy ingrate...after all I had done for you...making you into a soldier that would become king...and you...you do this?!" Stryker screamed, so angry that it surprised Wortmore.

"Stryker, calm down! I know they betrayed us, but you are taking it a bit too personally..." Wortmore shuddered.

"Betray you?!" Soren repeated angrily, stepping to defend his brother, "Last I heard, it was all of you that betrayed my brother and Nyra first!"

"Yes...you left me and my to-be mate no choice!" Kludd spat, "You went against your own king and you have the gall to say we are the traitors?!"

"That doesn't matter, milord..." Uglamore stated, surprising Kludd and Nyra, "If I should even call you that...we may had betrayed you...but a sin in retaliation is not justified for the sin that was done. We only followed the one with the strongest will...and Nix is the one."

"No…Uglamore...you can't be serious..." Nyra whispered.

"But he is, Nyra..." Nix chuckled, stepping forth, prompting a glare from Nyra, as well as Kludd, "How does it feel to have everything you had used against you? It doesn't feel good, does it?"

"What do you want, Nix?!" Kludd snarled, as he felt fury coursing through his veins, appalled by his new low...

"Only one thing, Kludd...vengeance." Nix growled, his sole eye gleaming with an equal amount of fury, "You had done me wrong so many times. You beaten me, humiliated me, scarred me..." Nix emphasized by gesturing to his dead scarred eye, "And left me to die!"

"That was your own doing, son..." Ezylryb growled, "You tried to kill all of us! That scar should serve as a reminder for your foolishness!"

"Oh, it does alright...except it reminds me of how foolish you all are to cross me, Lord Nix Voltaire!" Nix declared, "And now...I am going to finish what I had started!"

"What makes you think we are going to let you do that?!" Boron barked, taking control of the situation they were in, "Whatever it is that you are planning, cast it aside and fly away! We are the Guardians, and we will uphold our oath, even if we have to do so here!"

"Hmm, you are still bold as you were before, your majesty." Harris darkly chuckled, "But may I remind you of who holds the winning sleight of talons here: Nix and mine's men have all of you, unarmed and without any protection of any kind, surrounded in a typical pincer formation. Sure, there may be reinforcements, but I think by the time they get here, there will be pieces of you all strewn everywhere!" When he said the last sentence, the guests began to grow even more scared.

"You cocky-ass bastard!" Bubo growled, ready to attack before being stopped by Strix Struma.

"Calm yourself, Bubo. I'm afraid the bloody hawk is right." The short-eared owl begrudingly admitted.

However, the band was the most concerned as they were caught in the middle of the crowd between Nix and Harris and their soldiers.

"Soren, what do we do?" Gylfie whispered fearfully.

"I don't know. They have us outnumbered about ten to one..." Soren whispered back.

"Actually, dear, I think we are talking six to one." Otulissa corrected, "But I agree, this does look bad."

"Who cares, I say bring them on!" Twilight gloated, "I can take them all on!"

"Twilight, we had been over this with the cannibals back at the pillar. You can't take on an army by yourself!" Digger snapped.

"Guys, now is not the time!" Kludd growled, growing rather tired of their bickering.

"I am going to give you a choice, Kludd." Nix sneered, "Just lay down and surrender to us and we might just be quick and merciful with your deaths…or you and your Guardians rebel, and we kill you all with the greatest prejudice…"

Kludd simply grunted in anger, "You think I am afraid of you? You may be king now, Nix…but you are still that same insufferable spronk whose tailfeathers I kicked six months ago. You have an army, so what?! We are Guardians, and we won't be intimidated by you or Harris!"

"And you will not hurt a single feather of anyone in this tree!" Nyra finished, not showing any signs of backing down.

All the Guardians in the crowd took note of their words as they took battle stances, despite not having battle claws of any sort on them, keeping their eyes on the enemies. Even the Parliament members took battle stances…well, except Dewlap and Madame Plonk, the latter not being a fighter, while Dewlap…she was slightly a coward. Shard, being the only owl to have his claws on him, only thought to himself as he adopted battle stance, "Huh…never thought a wedding would turn out like this…"

Nix, however, only scoffed at Kludd's words, "Hmph, six months and you think you are one of them? Glaux, you are pathetic." Kludd snarled, as Nix continued, "But since you are so willing to die, I won't have to hold back when I decorate this damn tree with your-"

The grass owl's speech was interrupted when two big owls smashed through the ceiling of the hall, landing on opposite sides of Nix, almost causing the grass owl himself to flinch.

"OH, FOR GLAUX'S SAKE!" LaRoche screeched at further damage of the tree.

The dust settled as two Long-Eared Owls slowly picked themselves up and one of them dizzily said, doing a salute, "Jatt…and Jutt…reporting for duty."

"Jatt? Jutt?" Nyra asked incredulously.

The cousins immediately snapped out of their daze as Jutt happily greeted, "Oh, hello, ma'am, hello, boss!" Kludd and Nyra shared a confused glance at the two owls' greeting them like they were friends.

"Nice to see you and boss are doing fine! We would have brought a gift for your wedding, but we only learned about it last-"

"JATT! JUTT!" The two cousins immediately shut their beaks as they fearfully turned to Nix, "Do I interrupt you two when you two are speaking?"

"Well…" Jatt trailed off.

"ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!" Nix demanded.

"No, you don't." Jutt answered fearfully.

"I don't?" Nix asked angrily.

"You don't." The two cousins gulped.

"WELL, DON'T INTERRUPT ME THEN, YOU SPRINKING MOONCALVES!" Nix barked, shocking everyone, as he then glared at Kludd, giving out a dark chuckle, "Anyway, Kludd…it is time for you to meet your maker!"

"In your dreams…" Kludd spat back, as he took battle stance, his to-be mate doing the same, and his brother as well.

The room remained silent for a moment as the Guardians and the Pure Ones, as well as the hawks, shared glares with each others, as Kludd, Nyra, and Soren glared at Nix, while Digger, Gylfie, and Twilight, along with Boron, plus a few others glared at Harris.

Ezylryb, in the midst of this standoff, whispered softly to Alice, who was standing next to him during this whole incident, "Alice, I need you to get all the civilians out of here. Can you do that?"

"Yes…but please do be careful." Alice replied.

"Come on, Alice, we're Guardians." The Screech Owl chuckled cockily, "We dealt with both the hawks and Pure Ones many times before."

The silence was eventually broken as Nix maniacally laughed, "Let's get this over with, shall we? Soliders…kill them." He ordered sternly.

With that order, the Pure Ones and the hawks let out their battle cries as they charged at the Guardians. The Guardians responded in kind, as they let out their own cries and attacked them as well, causing the entire hall to erupt in battle. Kludd was about to attack Nix himself, but was immediately blindsided by a couple of Pure Ones.

"EVERYONE, GET OUT TO THE HALLS!" Alice screeched as immediately, all the unarmed civilians, Dewlap and Madame Plonk included, took to the air and quickly flapped out into the hallways.

Eglantine was immediately frightened as she saw owls fighting all around her, but even more scared as she saw the grass owl, the one that had her in her grasp before, watching the scene with delight, and was about to screech for her brothers when suddenly, she was swept up by her father.

"Kludd! Soren!" She yelped.

"Eglantine, we need to get out of here!" Noctus yelled, as he, followed by his mate and Mrs. P, quickly made their way out of the wedding hall, leaving only the two warring factions in the hall.

Feathers were flying everywhere as the Guardians collided claws with the helmed soldiers. Since they did not have battle claws on them, they had to resort to knocking them out of commission by brunt force. However, this does prove to be tasking, as the Pure Ones were more focused on taking their approach a step further…as for the hawks…they were oddly focused on looting them.

A Guardian lunged at a random hawk, only to have the hawk expertly dodged his claws as he grasped his cape and with a well-placed kick to the beak, ripped it off him and knocking the Guardian unconscious. The hawk merely marveled at the cape he got afterwards…only to get bludgeoned in the side by Bubo.

"HEY! KEEP YOUR BLOODY MITTS OFF OUR STUFF!" Bubo barked.

However, that did not stopped them as hawks took every attempt they could as they flew through the battlefield and grabbing the items off of the owls, from necklaces to capes, and one owl's feathers, all possibly to sell later on.

Nix watched the scene unfolded with a bit of evil glee, seeing his own soldiers brawl with their enemies, quite confident in himself that the battle is only going to end in their victory. The battle cries and clanging of battle claws was like music to his ear slits, confirming that he not only enjoy a good fight…he lived for it.

However, his thoughts were interrupted by a loud screech.

"HEY!"

Nix turned towards the crowd in confusion, as a small Elf Owl, feathers ruffled from the high stressed situation he was suddenly thrown into, feverishly dodging around the swipes of battle claws and charges of other owls, approaching the altar with a severely angry expression on his beak.

"REMEMBER ME, BUB?!" LaRoche screamed, angrily stomping towards him.

The grass owl's brow furrowed in confusion shortly, before they widened in realization of who was addressing him, before giving a darker grin. "Hmm, I don't know…should I remember you?" Nix falsely asked dumbly.

LaRoche's feathers got even more ruffled, "YES! I REMEMBER SIX MONTHS, TWO WEEKS, THREE DAYS, ONE HOUR, TWENTY-EIGHT MINUTES AGO, YOU HUMILIATED ME! BEATEN ME TO A BLOODY PULP AND LEFT ME IN THE SPRINKING LIBRARY!" He screamed, angrier than before.

"Geez, you remember that much? You need to learn to let those stuff go..." Nix sneered while shaking his head.

The Elf Owl only growled, "SHUT UP! You may have defeated me last time, but now it is time for my comeuppance! This time, I SHALL PREVAIL!"

"My Glaux, you are so cute as a angry little fluff ball." Nix mocked with a sense of superiority.

"Cute?! Little?!" LaRoche repeated, his moon-scarred eye twitching, as he then screeched, "YOU SPRINKING LITTLE-" He finished with a caw as he charged at the grass owl, hoping to finally get payback, splaying his claws open to meet flesh...unfortunately, they would never do so, for before he could get even close, he was met with a vicious punch from the evil king's right claw...and given the trajectory of such a contact, the poor Elf Owl was sent through an unbroken window (effectively breaking it), as he screamed, "YA-HA-HA-HOOEY!" (Goofy Scream! XD)

"Pfft…still puny Guardian..." Nix muttered with the rolling of his eyes (Note: I do not care that owls can't roll their eyes, this is FICTION!).

Shard manages to take note of the poor Elf Owl as he then thought to himself, "He is going to feel that in the dusk." But he had little time to think as he then dodge another swipe of a Pure One, and retaliated with a strong slap to the attacker's face, and following up with a talon punch, sending him to the ground. Seeing their comrade fall, two other Pure Ones attacked the Northern Great Horned Owl, charging with battle claws raised. However, Shard met both of them with his own battle claws, as he swung one of them aside into a wall, and then giving a kick to the other Pure One's face. "Don't mess with me! I had been trained by the best in combat for ages!" The one that was swung into the wall attempted to attack him again, only to have the trained Guardian back-wing him.

Soren grunted as he swerved around an attack of a hawk, only to have his feathers nearly sheared by another Pure One's claws, prompting to flinch back, only to have his back meet with Kludd, who was busy trying to repel the attackers, but was getting worn out pretty quickly.

"Grr…there so many of them..." Soren growled as he shoved a hawk back.

"You got that right...almost makes me wish that I was on their side again..." Kludd chuckled half-heartedly.

"Kludd..." The younger brother groaned.

"Hey, I said almost..." The scarred Tyto defended, as he then scratch at one of the owl, adopting a serious glare, "We need to get to Nix. If we take out their leader, the rest should follow..."

"Then what's your plan of attack?" Soren asked, as he swung a hawk aside with his talons.

Kludd only gave a grin, "Just cover me, brother." With that, he lunged forward as he barreled his way through the crowd of Pure Ones and hawks. Not having any time to object to Kludd's slightly reckless plan, Soren followed him while doing the same.

The fight was certainly not going the Guardian's way, as more and more of the Guardians were getting beaten down by the combined attacks of the two factions of birds, seriously beaten in both strength and weapons, lacking their common advantage of aerial space. The main culprit of their disadvantageous condition is the lumbering form of Fatal, his well-toned body able to take meager scratches from the noble knights working feverishly to take him down, while countering with powerful swipes of his talons and wings that easily knock some of them out.

"I AM STRONG!" Fatal roared, sweeping his right wing to knock back a couple Guardians, "I AM HANDSOME!" He swung his left wing, batting away another group, "I AM FATAL!" He quickly leapt into the air and crashed down onto the ground, blasting a couple more of them back.

"Aye, doesn't this lad say anything else?!" Strix growled as she, along with other Guardians, attempt to dog-pile him, grabbing talonfuls of feathers, hoping that their combined weight would be too much for the brute, but their efforts only resulted in the eagle getting angrier, as he single-handily threw all of them off with vicious shakes of his body.

"Grr…son of a bitch..." Strix cursed under her breath as she shook the dust, getting ready to strike once more...before getting into another brawl with a few more hawks.

Nyra felt her heartbeat quicken as she tried to block each of her foe's attack, trying to ignore the dread and irony panging in her heart of fighting the ones that she used to lead alongside her late husband and Kludd. She only manage to shove back a unruly hawk when she barely evade a claw swipe from Wortmore, his angry gaze slightly intimidating her (yet another unsettling feeling).

"Wortmore...please, stop this! You can't follow Nix!" Nyra pleaded, not wanting to fight one of her best men (even though he was a bit dumb).

"I'm sorry, but I don't take orders from you anymore, you bitch..." Wortmore spat in anger, as he then darkly chuckled, menacingly approaching her, "You had no idea how long I held in that word when I served under you..."

Nyra stifled a growl as she slowly backed away from him, "Wortmore...you and the others...you gave me and Kludd no choice!"

"RACDROPS!" Wortmore screamed, "You could have come back to us after you killed that sprinked up sprinker...but you didn't...you left all of us behind!" He screeched as he swung his claw at her, cutting through part of the scarlet cloak she was donning.

"I thought you and the others were dead, crushed under that pillar!" Nyra spat back, avoiding another swipe of his claw, "And Kludd...he was dying...he was all that mattered to me..."

"WHAT ABOUT US?!" Wortmore demanded, a hurt tone in his voice, "Didn't we matter? We had dedicated years of our life to you and Metalbeak, and you...you threw it all away just for him?!"

The white Tyto frowned as she felt a pang of guilt in her heart, noting the betrayed tone of his voice, stating "Yes..."

"Unbelievable...after all these years you had called me the stupid one...well, look who's stupid now?!" Wortmore finished with a snarl as he prepared to strike again...only to be blindsided by a brown blur.

Nyra blinked as she saw Ezylryb knocked Wortmore out with one swing of his metal talon and sneered, "It is still you." He turned to Nyra, noting how shaken up she was, "Are you alright?"

"Yes…I'm…I'm fine." Nyra answered…although a part of her mind didn't seem to agree with her.

However, she wasn't given much time to ponder as the old owl then ordered, "Good, because we are not out of the woods yet…let's go!" With that, he charged into another crowd of Pure Ones, and the white barn owl, knowing now was not the time to ponder feelings, followed suit.

"After the little runt!" A soldier barked as he and a group of owls and hawks chased Pip around, the poor Little Owl knowing that he was out-matched. Trying to shake them off, Pip noticed a dropped sword (possibly from a now-knocked out soldier), and hoping his plan would work; he quickly grasped it and pointed it towards the group.

The soldiers immediately flinch at the reveal of the weapon, and one of them fearfully quipped, "H-HE GOT A SWORD!"

Pip gave the sword a quick flourish as he tried to intimidate them, his body swelling up a bit with bravery.

"YOU IDIOTS!" The first soldier screeched, as he held up his sword, "WE ALL GOT SWORDS!" Realizing the truth in his words, all of the soldiers held up their swords in anger. Pip's body immediately deflated at the sight of all the sharp objects, nervously placing the weapon back on the ground...before quickly dashing off once more with the enemies on his tailfeathers. Extremely desperate to live, Pip quickly slipped into a nearby urn, an old trick he resorted to when he was previously faced with Pure Ones. Fortunately, the baddies did not see him do this and were confused when they lost him.

Jatt and Jutt, despite being the bumbling buffoons they were, were holding their own as they punched and kicked all Guardians out of their ways, their bigger bodies and more-than-adequate strength (not enough to match Fatal, however) contributing a decent advantage to their cause.

"YEAH! You like that, uh?" Jatt taunted as he swung his claw at another Guardian, sending the knight flying, "I bet ya do!"

"I don't think so, Jatt." Jutt muttered, catching a Guardian by the head and throwing him aside, "I don't see how owls would like getting beat up, I know we don't."

"Jutt..." Jatt groaned, batting a few adversaries with his wing, "You really need to understand the concept of sarcasm and rhetoric."

"Sorry..." Jutt growled, hating how irritated people get at him for taking things literally.

"Less apologizing, more claw-fighting!" Jatt barked as he charged into a crowd, Jutt begrudgingly following him, parting the crowds of Guardians, Pure Ones, and hawks alike, only focused on causing mayhem in the battlefield...however, as they charged into the field, they immediately froze in their tracks at the sound of strings strumming, their hearts palpitating as if they had just heard the screech of a hagsfiend (and trust them, they had heard such a sound before...). The two looked towards the direction of the sound and gulped.

Twilight, also a excellent warrior, was clearing the Pure Ones left and right with his own might not unlike Jatt and Jutt, but he had a secret weapon...his trusty lute that he kept on him all the time. The lute not only served as a musical instrument that played good music (well, good in some owls' opinion), but as a sturdy club-like equipment that was effective in inflicting damage. The Great Gray swung his lute around, making a comical strumming sound as it banged against the heads of anyone unfortunate to get caught in his weapon's radius, and to the opponents' dismay, the owl was enjoying this battle so much that he had to strum up a battle song in between attacks:

"I've had enough of your vulture culture." Twilight punched a Sooty Owl in the face, "Now hustle on, you stink butt birds," He finished that verse with a downward pound on a Cooper's Hawk.

"Did that owl just call us stink butt birds?" A random hawk asked a familiar white kite. The white kite, unable to speak, only shrugged.

The Great Gray continued, "Hustle on and hear my words." In an attempt to silence the warrior owl, more evil Tytos and hawks charged at him, but Twilight only bellowed as he began batting at them like flies, "You're cowards, and I'll slice you up," He rammed a couple more owls in the gizzards, "Then feed you to the wolves for sup!"

"It's getting closer!" Jatt screeched in terror at the approaching one-man army.

"And he's going to feed us to wolves!" Jutt cried.

The big raptor only churred in delight at the uncertain gazes that the soldiers were now giving him, as he continued his onslaught of attacks, "You got splat for brains, your gizzards are lame," He was now in striking distance of two now-yeep cousins, as he declared to the sky, raising his lute high, "And now you're going to play my ga-"

"PLEASE SPARE US! O' NOBLE WIELDER OF THE LUTE!" Jatt and Jutt screeched in fear, groveling at his talons, cutting off Twilight's song.

"Huh?" Twilight asked, remaining in his position.

"Please be merciful, oh noble warrior, for I have a cousin!" Jatt stammered, not willing to get banged on the head by the lute once more.

"Me too!" Jutt added.

The Great Gray was unsure of what to make of this situation, as he lowered his lute and awkwardly addressed, "Er...okay?"

Jatt and Jutt let out cries of relief as they rise up to their feet, "Oh thank you, thank you, oh kind-" Jatt was unable to finish that sentence as both of their faces suddenly contorted into freakishly happy glances, as they crumbled to the ground, conked out. Twilight looked up to see Strix Struma glancing at him smugly.

Twilight blushed, "Oh, thank you, my dear, that was pretty weird."

"Think nothing of it, Twilly." Strix shrugged, "Right now, we need your help with an even bigger problem." She was obviously gesturing to Fatal, who let out another roar as he swung his head into Bubo, who was trying his claws at keeping him busy (but failing miserably).

"Quite right, Strix!" Twilight said boldly, as he prepared to charge, "And what better way to fell a beast than to do it with a song going strong!" With a strum of his lute, he and Strix began to approach the eagle once more, as Twilight sang,

"So it is a fight you want, dear Fatal?" Twilight asked in the song, "Well, prepare to have your world spun like a dredel!"

Strix looked at her beau oddly, "What is a dredel?"

"You got me. I just said it because it rhymed with Fatal." Twilight admitted.

The two Tyto brothers tried to make their way through the crowd of fighting owls, Kludd shoving every enemy owl out of the way, while Soren weaved and dodged around them, trying to keep up with his brother.

"Kludd, slow down!" Soren screeched after him.

"It's fine, Soren, we are almost through the crowd. We just need to get to Nix!" Kludd barked back at him, trudging forward.

"I know that, it's just-KLUDD LOOK OUT!" The younger brother warned. Kludd quickly look up to find the lean figure of Stryker charging at him. And he would have struck him (pun not intended), had not Soren intercepted his tackle.

"Soren!" Kludd yelled, but immediately, Soren and who was once his teacher were lost in the crowd of combatting warriors. Knowing (or rather hoping) that his brother will be alright (and that there were no time to go check), the scarred Tyto struggled out towards the altar once more.

The young Tyto in question was thrown against the ground as Stryker skid against the ground, his beak locked in a vicious scowl.

"You incoherent fool!" Stryker barked, "You dare interfere with my disciplinary actions towards the traitor?!"

"No. I dare to protect my brothers from loathsome hypocrites!" Soren spat back.

"Very well then," Stryker growled, "You will serve as a fine warm-up for when I exercise my discipline upon our traitorous king!" He charged at Soren, beginning their own duel.

Nix was now in the throes of fighting off a few Guardians who happened to approach him, although their efforts would be in vain. Nix had certainly grown in both strength and finesse over the months, making him a tough foe to best, but one of the main reason he became this way was due to the Cannabis Regime, a strengthening method that gives owls heightened senses, strength, and speed via a psychological and chemical effect of feasting on a body of another owl, usually paired with a devastating effect of wiping the owl's brain clean, robbing them of emotion or their own thoughts, given that they have weak wills. This was not the case with Nix, who had benefited from these effects, only at the cost of a bit of his sanity (if he had any to begin with). A Guardian charged at Nix, only to be gripped by his claw and flung hard into the wall, possibly breaking some bones), another tries to punch him, only for Nix to grapple it and broke it with one flick of his talon, and two more tries to double team him by charging at him from two different sides. But in one slow-mo moment, he narrowly twist his body, barely avoiding the claws of the two now-surprised knights, and as the two pass him, he brought his raised wings down on them, nearing snapping their spines and knocking them out.

"Peh, that was laughably eas-GAH!" Nix was about to mock before he was tackled to the ground. The grass owl groaned and snarl in anger as he quickly rolled over to see who had tackled him to the ground...only to have his blood boil at the sight of a specific tyto.

"I don't recall me or Nyra sending you an invitation." Kludd taunted with a cocky grin, while adopting battle stance.

Nix only growled, "You better watch your beak, Kludd, we wouldn't want poor Eglantine to lose her big brother AGAIN!" He screamed the last part as he quickly rose up and talon-punched Kludd in the face, sending him a few steps back, gripping the now bruised beak.

"Dammit," Kludd groaned as he spit a bit of blood from his beak, glaring at Nix, as he regain his battle position.

"Well, here we are again, Kludd..." Nix declared, as the two circled each other, "I had dreamt of this night ever since our last bout back at the pillar. But this time, I will be the victor!"

"That isn't going to happen, Nix...as Ezylryb once quoted, 'No matter how many you try to make the tree falls one way, it will always falls the other way'" The scarred Tyto stated.

"Oh, you are actually listening to that old fossil?!" Nix asked incredulously, as he scoffed, "Once I get done tearing you apart, I want to pay that old coot back for scarring my Glaux-damn face!" He finished with a scream as he gestured to his scarred eye.

"You should be thanking him." Kludd smirked smugly, "It's seems to be an improvement."

Nix's working eye twitched upon hearing them fighting words as he let out a vicious caw and charged at Kludd, who met his battle claws with his own bare claws, engaging in a brutal battle...

Soren kept on dodging as Stryker jabbed forward with his battle claws, backing through the fighting crowds of Pure Ones and the hawks and Guardians. The barn owl knew that he was losing ground fast, but he could not risk retaliating when his foe have very sharp battle claws that could easily cut his talons off like Surtr did with Lyze's back in the Battle of the Ice Claws.

"Glaux dammit, you fool, fight back!" Stryker growled as he swung his claw again, "You Guardians are nothing more than cowards!"

"Will you give it a blow?!" Soren snapped, rather weary of hearing owls called his heroes cowards, "You obviously hadn't heard of defense making a good offense!"

"SPRONK!" Stryker barked, as he did a uppercut, only to meet air once more, "I had been teaching young ones the way of combat for twenty years, and not once had I heard such a ridiculous tactic!"

"Well...maybe if you owls weren't so atrocious..." Soren muttered, before Stryker swung more viciously.

"ATROCIOUS?! WE OWLS ARE FAR SUPERIOR TO YOUR KIND!" The old Barn Owl declared, "We owls pride ourselves on our well-trained soldiers being the greatest!" He swung his claw horizontally, "You know why?" He tries to head butt the younger Guardian, but miss, "WE. HAVE. DISCIPLINE!"

"Discipline?! What does that have to do with anything?!" Soren asked indiginantly, before avoiding another attack.

"EVERYTHING! Why you think we soldiers are able to withhold formation and fight so well?!" Stryker pointed out.

"Sorry if I don't understand your logic, but I fail to see discipline in your army's uncouth battle methods!" The young tyto growled...before realizing that he was now backed against a wall, much to his horror.

"Hey, you know what they say...only the strongest will survive..." Stryker darkly chuckled before glaring at him, "And I prayed that some unfortunate soul will lead them to Glaumora when they DIE!" He screeched, as he was about to stab him.

"Oh no, you don't!"

Stryker had little time to react when a short-eared owl pounded Stryker hard in the side, and before the Barn Owl could react, the angry female slashed him around the stomach area, causing the barn owl to double over in pain.

"GAH! YOU BITCH!" Stryker screamed, gripping his abdomen, "I'll kill you!" Unfortunately, his angry outburst earned him a left hook to the face.

"You shall not insult my to-be mate!" Soren growled, before looking at Otulissa, who was panting, and slightly smiled, "Thanks for the save, Otulissa."

"Anytime, Soren..." Otulissa gave a smile in return, but then adopting a serious glance, "Come now, we have to help out the others!"

"Of course," Soren nodded, letting out an exhausted sigh, as he joined his beloved in the fray against the enemies once more.

The battle's tide was wavering in no man's land, as the Pure Ones were not making much progress in beating the Guardians, despite how out-numbered there were, but the Guardians were faring no better, as more and more Pure Ones kept coming at them left and right. Boron was one of unfortunate one to catch onto this as he flapped over two charging owls, only for them to run into each other. Quickly landing on the ground, Boron let out a pant as he blocks an attack from a hawk and retaliated with a claw swipe to the chest.

"Is that...is that the best you can do?" Boron taunted, feeling a bit of his playful side ingrained into those words as he continued his fight against the soldiers.

However, unbeknownst to him, Uglamore, who was easily beating Guardians left and right, was slowly approaching him, knocking aside any adversary that would get in his way. Like Soren and Kludd, Uglamore knew all too well that if they took down the leader, the rest would be more than likely to fall. That said, Uglamore gave his left battle claw a flex as he neared his target, who was too busy holding off a random grass owl. Despite his grim intent, Uglamore let out a deep sigh, hoping that what he was about to do would be quick and painless. He raised his left claw, and was about to sever Boron's spine when suddenly...

"YOUR MAJESTY! NO!"

Uglamore had to readjust his focus as he quickly locked his raised battle claw with a Horned Owl (who oddly had battle claws unlike the others), and was immediately pushed back as Shard took battle stance in front of Boron, who only just taken notice of them. Frustrated that his assassination attempt had failed, the tempered Barn Owl quickly lunged at the younger Guardian, as well as Shard, resulting in a vicious claw fight as the two owls' claws clang against each other, spending sparks flying everywhere. The two owls were equally matched, as they blocked and parried each other's attacks, not to mention evaded. Uglamore only grunted as he flapped into the air real quick to send a downward swipe upon the Horned Owl, but Shard only met his attack by bulleting up towards him with claws splayed, causing another bout of claw-clashing, both owls now sweating as they feverishly swung their claws like true warriors. Shard gave a screech as he manage to score a kick to the barn owl's face, sending him tumbling to the ground, but given how experienced he was, especially under the training of Surtr and Metalbeak, Uglamore managed to regain balance as he landed on the floor, his sharp claws scratching the floor. Uglamore gave a glare up at Shard as he shot down towards him...

"PURE ONE!" Shard screamed, ready to inflict a finishing blow.

The scarred Pure One only gave a chur as he noticed a dropped sword (coincidentally the same one Pip tried using), and with a flick, Uglamore tossed the sword into the air, and with a well-placed kick, he sent the blade flying towards Shard. The Horned Owl quickly gasped at the surprising attack as he broke from his bullet-like position and quickly deflected the blade, but in doing so, he lost balance. Thinking quickly, Shard spread his wings as he quickly landed half-graciously on his knee, panting heavily.

The first lieutenant gave somewhat of a smirk, respectfully noting his opponent's finesse in battle, "Impressive."

Shard only growled, not wanting any compliments from the enemy, let alone a Pure One, as he rise to his feet, "Save it."

With that, they swung around, their eyes burning bright, colliding their claws once more...

Harris, unlike all the others, was walking through the battlefield, as if he was taking a stroll, barking orders to his hawks as he observed them fight the Guardians.

"You punch!" Harris barked to one, "You kick!" To another one, "You slash!" A loud comical screech of pain ensued, causing Harris to wince, "You slash harder!" He awkwardly ordered once more. Suddenly, in his gaze, he saw a familiar Elf Owl, who was weaving around two Pure Ones's attacks, inadvertently causing the two soldiers to accidentally beat each other up. Soon, the two soldiers were so dizzy, that Gylfie gave a smirk and flap a bit of wind, knocking them both over. Harris immediately recognized her and smiled to himself, "Hello..."

Gylfie gave a pant as this 'unexpected turns of events' was taking a bad toll on her, not knowing how long she can keep this up...but she knew it wouldn't be soon, as she heard a clapping of beak, and quickly glance...and glared as she saw Harris clapping his beak (since they don't have hands), smiling, "Impressive, little lady. I am glad that after six months, you are still emanating that sweet little charm of yours."

"Give it a blow, Harris!" Gylfie growled, feeling her body grow a bit heavy as she took battle stance, "I don't know why you would side with the Pure Ones, but you are still that chauvinistic, low-life, filthy-minded..."

"You forgot handsome and brilliant..." Harris sneered.

"Cocky, evil pig!" Gylfie finished angrily, not liking the memory of nearly being taken by the hawk.

"Ouch...that had really hurt." The red-tailed hawk mocked, pretending to be offended.

"Fortunately...I know how to deal with you!" The Elf Owl nodded as she quickly charged at the hawk, aiming for his...well, private parts, as she did six months back. Harris gave a bored glance as he simply back-handed the Elf Owl with his right claw, surprising the poor Elf Owl as she was sent against a wall, groaning in pain.

Harris chuckled with superiority. "Nice try, Gylfie...but you know what they say...fool me once, shame on you..."

"GYLFIE!"

Harris looked towards the screech to see an angry Burrowing Owl charging at him, obviously angry that the hawk had hurt his 'girlfriend'...

"What do you know? It's that same dirt miscreant from before." The hawk leader smarmed, acting bored, "And I take it he is about to ram me again..."

The hawk was right on the money, as Digger declared, "You will pay for that, Harris!" lowering his head like a battering ram. Unfortunately, in his anger, Digger did not pay attention to where he was going. Harris saw this, and giving a yawn, he took a step back, and Digger ran smack dab into the wall, dazing him.

"To continue my quote: fool me twice...still shame on you." Harris mocked.

"How about 'thrice'?"

Harris turns his beak confused, only to be met with a vicious punch to the face, sending him sprawling to the ground as he gripped his now bleeding beak. He looked up to see Nyra glaring venomously at him.

"That's for ruining my wedding..." Nyra growled.

"Gah...God damn it!" Harris winced as he slowly got back up, gripping his sore beak, "Why must you hit so hard?!" He whimpered.

"What, did that hurt, Harris?" Nyra falsely sympathized, "Here, let me take a look..." Before Harris could object, she moved his wings out of the way to show his bloody beak, blood seeping out of it, and with a swift kick to the face, Nyra conked him out. "Glaux...I hate hawks." She muttered, before turning to look at Gylfie, who was lifting Digger's head (herself wincing in pain in the process), and asking with concern, "Are you two alright?"

"Yeah, I think we will be fine." Gylfie nodded, as she turned to Digger, who looked pretty dazed, "How about you?"

Digger however looked oddly at Nyra, as he then asked, "Does Kludd know you have a twin sister?"

The two female both sighed, as the Elf Owl stated absolutely, "He will be fine."

Nyra gave a sigh of relief...before hearing battle cries at the other side of the room. Nyra quickly about-face to see Kludd deep in a fight with Nix, and instantly frightened (remembering how awful Nix was six months ago), she screamed, "KLUDD!" as she quickly ran through the fighting crowd despite the sudden objection of Gylfie, drowned out by the fighting.

Kludd and Nix's wings locked once more, as the two tries to wrestle control over the other, keeping their eyes locked viciously on each other. However, Nix's strength outmatched Kludd's, as he then grabbed the Tyto (much to his surprise) and swung him against the wall, cracking it a bit. Kludd slumped to the ground in pain, but did not have enough time to groan as he swiftly caught one of Nix's battle claws by the leg, trying to end him.

Nix only growled as he pushed hard against Kludd's, "You fool…you think you can defeat the true king of the Pure Ones?!"

The scarred Tyto grunted, "Maybe when I get up, I'll bow to you!" With that, Kludd swung his free claw into the grass owl's gizzard, causing Nix to roar in pain as he flinched back, giving Kludd room to rise to his talons, swiftly entering battle stance once more.

The king only scowled, his stature hunched, as the two circled each other once more, "Damn it all to hagsmire…you just don't know when to lie down and die!"

"What's wrong, Nix? Getting tired?" Kludd taunted cockily.

Nix scoffed, "Hardly." He straightened up, his beak smug with an equivalent amount of cockiness, "I will not break till you draw your last breath!"

"Well then, it looks like we will both be disappointed in the end." Kludd shook his head.

The grass owl smirked, much to his confusion, "Oh Kludd, look at how far you had fallen. It was only six months ago that you had been kicked off your throne…and now, you serving as one of those weaklings?" Nix's smirk grew darker, "My, you must love living in your brother's shadow…"

Kludd was caught off guard by the last sentence, "What?!"

"I mean, as a Pure One, you actually had a identity…but now, you are nothing more than a flawed owl of their kind, doomed to be known nothing more than the brother of the famous Pure One kingslayer…" Nix smarmed.

"I know what you are doing, Nix, and it's not going to work!" Kludd growled, "I am not the same owl as I was back then! You can't use my anger against me!"

"Is that so?" Nix asked, "Do you even know what's going to happen when I kill you? I will execute every single owl that ever met you…first I start with your friends…"

Kludd's eyes widened as he mentioned Gylfie and the others…but shook it off, knowing this was part of his mind games.

"Then I will move on to your precious impure-loving family…I will devour that snake of your…"

"Mrs. P…No, Kludd, don't let him into your head!" Kludd rehearsed in his mind.

"Kill your parents…" Nix continued.

Kludd's breath started to hitch…his resolve was starting to break little by little, as his anger started to boil.

"And I will most certainly take joy in ending that troublesome brother of yours…" The grass owl sneered, seeing the fury starting to etch on his rival's face.

"No…you can't…" Kludd growled, trying to keep control of his rage.

"And Nyra?" Nix let out a long laugh, "I might take a little bit longer in killing her, you know, make sure that the last name she screams out is mine in pure ecstasy…before ripping her head off."

Kludd's temper began to flare, his feathers shuddering…and unbeknownst to him, his eyes began to flicker red, "No…you can't…I won't let you…"

The king only chuckled, as he knew exactly how to push him over the edge, "As for your little sister, Eglantine…I might spare her…who knows, she might make a fine concubine for me and Harris when she grows up."

With that, Kludd's mind snapped, his eyes turning a fierce red, as he screamed, "YOU BASTARD!" With a roar, he charged at Nix…but the grass owl wanted this, as he suddenly grabbed the barn owl by the throat, and with a short leap, Nix swung him into the ground, creating a cracked indentation, causing Kludd to spit out a bit of blood, his entire body now aching and eyes no longer red.

In the middle of the battlefield, Soren saw the barn owl at the grass owl's mercy as he wrestle against a hawk. "Kludd!" Soren shouted, horrified, as he then swung the hawk aside as he charged for the altar.

Kludd snarled to himself for being so reckless, but had no time to focus on it, as he felt sharp points dig into his cloaked back.

"Heheh, face it, Kludd…you can change your feathers and you can change sides…but you can never change who you truly are…" Nix smarmed, as he ripped his claw away from his beak, effectively ripping through the cloak (much to Kludd's dismay), and raise it skyward as he was about to end him when suddenly, a white blur bashed into him.

Kludd rolled over to see the familiar white-feathered frame of Nyra, spreading her wings, shielding him in a protective manner, as the barn owl only sighed in relief, "Nyra…"

Nix skidded along the ground, hunched over again, as he looked at what attacked him…and smiled, "Well, look who came to your aid, Kludd…"

Nyra's beak was locked in a scowl, her sharp bare claws in battle position, "You will not hurt my mate…not while I'm breathing…"

"How touching…" Nix mocked, "Not to mention smart…you wouldn't want to lose another mate a few minutes before the mating ceremony, would you?"

The white barn owl growled as she then swung her right talon at Nix, who oddly didn't dodge, but rather took the blow, flinching a few steps back.

"Such a shame how that old coot died." Nix laughed/grunted, wincing in pain, "I heard of many glorious death that befell our leaders…but poor Surtr…" He sneered, "He got himself killed by a stick, wielded by some wanna-be hero!"

"Don't you dare say his name!" The white tyto growled, her anger boiling fiercer than Kludd's ever could, punching him once more, blasting him back even more. Who was he to insult Surtr? He was one of the most brilliant owls in the world…even though he had gone mad with power…he was still her mate!

Nix soon found himself against a wall, as Nyra effectively pinned him with a claw to his neck.

Nyra panted, her eyes gleaming with rage, "It's over, Nix. Call off your soldiers…or meet your demise…"

The grass owl only grunted by the tightness of her talon's grip, but not at all deterred, he continued, "What? Like poor Maurice did?"

The snow-white barn owl froze as she heard him mentioned the name of her deceased friend, and growled, "How did you…"

"Simple. Me and the two pellet-brains found his corpse right where you left him…right before I send the bloody sprink to the bottom of the sea and claimed this helm." Nix admitted without any shame, while gesturing to his crown.

The ex-Pure One queen only gaped in shock at what the grass owl did, as she felt her temperament (or what was left) reach it's breaking point…not only he insult her mate, but he desecrate her once-best friend's corpse…

Nix only relish in her shock as he continued, "Oh, yes, Nyra…now that filthy little spawn is rotting in hagsmire with your weak, pathetic mate…"

Nyra immediately went mute at that one last insult. She felt her own heart beating faster and her blood burn ever hotter. Kludd noticed his to-be mate's frame go completely still, "Nyra?" The young Tyto asked, a bit nervous.

The white Tyto's body began to shudder with fury as she then glared at Nix, whose smug expression daunted for a bit, as her eyes went completely red with unmatched rage. No one would dare say or act against her family, her mate, her friends…and live…unleashing all her hatred, she let out a powerful screech…

"KREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!"

Her screech was beyond all reason loud…even louder than Nyra though her screech could be as she felt her own ear slits ringing. Upon the very call, every one in the room froze and winced in pain, just as Soren manage to make his way to the altar, just as Gylfie helped Digger up to his feet, just as Twilight and Strix were about to attack Fatal once more, who in turn stopped in his track, just as Uglamore and Shard's claws locked once more, and just as Wortmore, Stryker, and Jatt and Jutt recovered from being knocked out. Every owl in the room, Guardians and Pure Ones, Owls and hawks, looked towards the source of the sound….

The pale-colored Tyto panted and grunting from the pain in her ear slits, her throat now aching…all the while shocked by the sound she just made…

Nix, whose eyes were winced shut from having his ear slits so close to Nyra's, open one eye to see the white Barn Owl, exhausted, and with a surprising smile on his beak, he quickly shove the tyto in the gizzard, catching her off guard, as Nix broke free and took to the air, and said two words that would shock everyone…

"SOLDIERS, RETREAT!"

"W-What?" Kludd asked, as he tried to rise to his feet.

Just as the king commanded, soldiers and hawks alike started to do as the king commanded, immediately stopping what they were doing and flying out the windows.

"What is going on?!" Shard demanded, losing his concentration on Uglamore, giving him enough time to swiftly knock the Horned Owl aside as the first lieutenant left to join his comrades in the mass retreat. Wortmore and Stryker, still a bit dazed from being knocked out, quickly took after Uglamore's example and followed him.

Fatal also took note of the command as he quickly examined the area to find his boss…only to find him just about to get up from his forced slumber…

"Er…what the hell just-GAH!" Harris moaned before being grabbed by Fatal's giant talons as the Golden Eagle smashed his way through the frame of the broken central window.

It was only a matter of moments before all the enemies in the room was vacated from the now destroyed hall, as Kludd looked to Nix, who was hovering in front of the gaping hole that Fatal made…

"Well, it had been nice to see you again, Kludd…but I think it is best we save our dispute for another date. So long!" Nix sneered as he then followed his army out the same hole…leaving everyone utterly confused, but mostly Kludd…

"What the…" Kludd was to ask, before suddenly, Jatt and Jutt, who were still in the hall, quickly pass him as Jatt bellowed,

"Hey, don't forget us!"

"Me t-WHOA!" Jutt cried out before tripping, running into Jatt as he was about to take off, resulting in the two tumbling out the hole, both screaming, much to Kludd's shock…and then the two suddenly flying off into the horizon, as they began to squabble about 'nearly getting them killed'.

As soon as the two long-eared owls were gone…silence emanated all around the room, leaving Kludd greatly confused as he tried to get up...when suddenly, he felt his brother's wings help him up.

"Are you alright, Kludd?" Soren asked, deeply concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine...but..." Kludd trailed off as he looked off into the horizon where the Pure Ones had disappeared, "What had just happened?"

"I wish I knew, brother..." Soren admitted, himself confused by the turns of events.

Suddenly, grunting sounds were made as Kludd and Soren quickly looked at Nyra, who was trying to pick herself up, gripping her wing as it was sore. But what surprised Kludd, however, were the burning red irises she possessed.

"Nyra...your eyes..." Kludd began. In the time he spent with Nyra, he was well aware of how her eyes would turn red when angered to a point. If there was one thing he had learned in his relationship with her, it's never a good thing that she remains this way. "Nyra...snap out of it! The fight is over!" He ordered.

The female glanced at Kludd and Soren oddly, before processing what her to-be mate said, shaking her head to remove the red from her eyes, before placing a wing on it, as her head began to hurt…

"Nyra…" Kludd sighed sadly, relieved that she was okay…but then looked to the hall, now destroyed, where all the Guardians were looking at them…mostly, at Nyra, quite horrified by that very loud screech that they all bitterly remembered back at St. Aggies one and a half year ago.

Unfortunately, Nyra quickly took note of the frightened eyes, and lowered her head in defeat…this night had went from something completely beautiful into a daymare, and even though nothing had been said yet, she knew deep down that she might have brought herself a step backwards in terms of redemption…they may had thwarted the enemies, but it still seemed like they had lost…

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A/N: Okay, what did you guys think of that? I'm sorry if the ending wasn't that good, but I wanted to build up for the next chapter. As you can see, I was greatly inspired by the wedding fight scene in Aladdin and the King of Thieves, as well as the original Aladdin. I hoped that I had done well in crashing the wedding, and I bet you guys are wondering why Nix had called that retreat, when they had them outnumbered. That answer will be revealed in the next chapter, where we will delve into darker parts of the story. READ AND REVIEW!

Note: In the ITD, the siblings I mentioned are none other than Aaron and Autumn Kin of LydeaBlaze's stories, namely The Princess and The War Hero. They belong to her. Also, Eve Alba is none other than Eve from CommanderEVE's story, Wings of Steel, and belongs to her. You should read their stories, as they are very good.

Also, if you guys enjoyed this story so far, you should check out Crazybird's sequel to her LotG story, Beyond The Crimson Eyes, as well as my new acquaintance DarthAstzelur's story, The Legend of The Guardians: Kludd's Son, whose story I am currently beta-reading for.

Voice Cast for OCs

Bubo Craggs – Craig Ferguson (Gobber from How To Train Your Dragon/Owl from Winnie the Pooh (2011))

Dewlap Petale – Imelda Staunton (Dolores Umbridge from The Harry Potter series)

Madame Plonk – Maggie Smith (Professor Minerva McGonagall from The Harry Potter series)

Shard Grayeth – David Boreanaz (Seeley Booth from Bones) (Note: I do not know who's Shard's actor in the game, so this will have to do)

LaRoche Dursley – Rob Riggle (Aloysius O'Hare from The Lorax (2012))

Alice Monroe – Glenn Close (Cruella De Vil from 101 Dalmanitans (Live-action))

Pip Swann – Matt Stone (Pip from South Park)

Nix Voltaire – Jensen Ackles (Dean Winchester from Supernatural)

Harris Hawk – Simon Baker (Patrick Jane from The Mentalist)

Fatal – Joel Segel (Marshall from How I Met Your Mother/Vector from Despicable Me)

Uglamore Terrence – Bryan Cranston (Vitaly from Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted/Hal from Malcolm In The Middle)

Wortmore Kirk – Ted Lewis (Jack Atlas from Yugioh 5Ds/Giovanni from Pokémon (Anime))

Stryker Colt – Joe Mantegna (David Rossi from Criminal Minds/Fat Tony from The Simpsons)

Artworks stuff is appreciated, deeply appreciated.