This chapter will mostly be focusing on the new character (Sorta new) Soren and what he is doing. Now, at one point in the chapter I will put up a cue for you to listen to this song, as it is basically his theme and will fit perfectly for him battling. Since he's Awakening it is a remix of an Awakening song, and sounds amazing.

The song is Awakening Id (Purpose) Remix by NOQQYSC. You'll see the cue when it happens. Also, Soren will immediately come off as over powered. He sorta is having fought Grima and all. So he will definitely have some skills, but he'll have to learn how to fight these new enemies, so he'll be new to the whole Ninjas and things like that. Just so you know. Now here we go!

Soren sprinted forward, moving almost too fast to be seen. He swung his sword, the blade engulfing in blue fire, when it connected with the Faceless the beast split in half at the waist and exploded. He spun, skidding to a halt and jumped up. He started to dive down towards the next Faceless, spinning like a Shuriken as he went. When he hit the next Faceless it was split down the center. Soren's eyes flashed blue, he switched his grip to be backwards, moving forward at high speed again.

He slid under the third Faceless, the force from his sliding kicking knocking it above him. As it fell behind him he slammed the hilt of his sword into it's back, energy cracking through the air and knocking the Faceless away. As it flew it started to disintegrate into nothing but ash.

Soren spun his sword to where he held it forward, placing it on his shoulder. He saw two left.

"Come on!" They all rushed, the Dread Fighter holding his sword straight up, running his left hand along the blade, fire collecting along where his hand traveled. He then blinked, his eyes turning red, and the fire did as well. When the Faceless tried to hit him he warped away in a burst of blood red fire. He spun, swinging his sword and a wave of red fire split through the air.

When it collided with the Faceless they all were split in half, each half flying away, the tops high into the sky. He raised a flaming hand, opening it and letting the fire loose. When it struck the Faceless they were completely doused in fire. When they faded there was nothing left but ash.

"Piece of cake." He sheathed his sword on his back after giving it a spin around his arm. He turned and started to walk away.

"Now to find Lozbel."

"Azura, are you ok?" Lyze looked to his sister to see her clenching her head in pain.

"I think. But I can sense something very powerful. Very, very powerful. It's somewhere outside of Hoshido's capitol and moving east. But I can't tell what it is. We should investigate it." Lyze frowned to her.

"Sorry, but Corrin wants to see if he can convince some Hoshidans to join our cause, so we're instead heading to a fort in Hoshido. It's nowhere near where you want to go." Azura nodded, solemnly.

"Getting allies is certainly more important. Very well. Hopefully we can figure out what it is later." Lyze nodded, motioning his sister to follow.

"We will. Come on, we're moving out."

"Hold, Hoshidan!" Soren turned to the sound, seeing a man with a bow aimed at him. The man had white hair with only one patch that was black, his outfit black and menacing. To most. Soren walked towards him.

"What did you call me?" The man pulled back the string more, the bow letting out a creaking sound.

"You heard me. Now don't move, I don't want to fight you. But I will if I must." Soren smiled.

"I was going to say the same thing. Put the bow down, you're in good company. I will not harm you." The man thought about it, then lowered the bow. He returned to arrow to the quiver, placing the bow over his shoulders.

"Very well. Just don't try anything." Soren nodded, extending a hand to the man.

"Soren." The man took the Warriors hand.

"Shura. Haven't seen someone around these parts in a long time to be honest. I thought you were coming to kill me for a minute." Soren turned his head sideways.

"Why would I be here to kill you?" He chuckled.

"I'm sorta wanted by both Hoshido and Nohr. Bandit and all, though I've given that up. Not the life I want to live anymore. Ya know?" Soren nodded to him.

"I know what you mean. One of my good friends was actually a bandit before he joined our side. Guy had a crazy sweet tooth. Always had a sucker in his mouth. Seriously, it was crazy how he never gained any weight." Shura started to laugh.

"I've met some people like that. Now then, what are you doing out here?" Soren sighed.

"Looking for my wife. Problem is, I have no idea where I am other than what you've told me. Apparently there's two countries called Hoshido and Nohr. Am I right?" Shura nodded.

"Completely, though they don't exactly see eye to eye, ever since they abducted family members from each other. Then there was this thing on the plains of Hoshido that plunged everything into war. Bunch a stuck up nobles." Soren knew what he meant, having seen his fair share of crazy kings. One had even ruled his country until one of his best friends killed him.

"Sounds fun. Where are we now though?"

"Right on the border of Hoshido and Nohr. Say, how do you not know anything?" Soren chuckled, looking around in a bored manner.

"I'm going to be brutally honest, whether you believe me or not. I'm from a different world, me and my wife went through a portal because we wanted to help people. We both ended up here, that much I know, but we've been separated. I need to find her and make sure she's safe." Shura just looked at him before flinching.

"Holy shit, you're not joking!" Soren took a mock bow.

"Ever the honest man. I may be asking a little too formally, but would you be willing to help me. Maybe give yourself a chance to redeem yourself." Shura narrowed his eyes.

"You'd really want help from someone like me? You seem a couple big steps above my ranking." Soren smiled to him in a calming manner.

"Back in the army I was apart of, everyone was equal. No one was turned down if they truly wished to fight side by side with us. I shall hold up those rules. My friend saved me from a simple life of torment. Parents were dead and things were looking grim. He didn't sugar coat it, said I had a high chance of dying. But still I went and he accepted me. Then he... Well... He's somewhere." Soren looked up, a longing look in his eyes.

"Maybe one day I'll find him again and return the favor. Until then, I vowed to fight in the honor of his people. The Drakaryn. So, enough of my ramblings. What do you say?" Shura looked at him disbelievingly.

"You're crazy." Then he lowered his head. "But you have awoken a hope in me I thought was long dead. Alright, I'll help you. The best place to start would be Nohr, since the closest town lies there. Then we'll double around from the south and head into Hoshido. Sound good?" Soren nodded.

"Sounds like a plan. Thank you, Shura." The bandit nodded his head.

"Don't thank me yet. We haven't even found her." They began their walk west, into Nohr.

"We have two options. Head over these mountains, or go around. Going around is two days extra journey, and we may run out of rations. But, over the mountains is through Wolfkin territory and trust me when I say, they're not nice people. Normally. I met one a few days ago, he was friendly enough, though they kicked him from the group so that tells you something, don't it?" Soren looked up the mountain, smiling.

"Ever heard of a Fell Dragon?" Shura shook his head.

"The hell's a Fell Dragon?" Soren pointed to the massive mountain.

"Imagine if that sprouted wings, had six blood red eyes and huge horns. I've fought one, so these Wolfkin shouldn't pose a problem. We can always sneak through, and if push comes to shove," He stated while his arm burst into flames. "We make our own path." Shura shook his head.

"If you insist. Just trust me when I say we need to be quiet. They have amazing hearing. Come on, I'll show you a relatively safe path." As they began walking Shura looked to Soren.

"Have you really fought something as big as this mountain?" Soren nodded, a smirk on his face.

"Oh ya. It was crazy. End of the world type stuff. Grima, the Fell Dragon of ancient legends. We put her ass in the ground. But at the cost of a life. Unfortunately." Shura knew what he meant, that man who he looked up to was the one who died in the fight against the Fell Dragon.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I know how it feels to lose someone." Soren chuckled.

"It's fine. Besides, I have a feeling he's still alive somewhere. He's way to damn stubborn to die. Plus if he did then his wife would have a hay day with his ass. She's a very terrifying person when she wants to be. She made a tornado and slammed a giant dragon into the ground! By herself!" Shura was now curious of this world where he Soren had come from.

"What was your world like?"

"Peaceful, mostly. Then we had multiple wars that ravaged everything. First was against a country called Plegia. That's where I hail from. The king was a crazy bastard, named Gangrel. Then after that we had two years of peace, though I traveled with my friend and my would be wife during those times to look for someone who was supposedly killed. We found her as well as some secrets. Do you know my age, Shura?"

The bandit shook his head.

"I haven't a clue. Umm... Thirty?" Soren shook his head.

"Twenty three. And I already have a daughter."

"How young were you when you had her?"

"We haven't, that's the funny part." Now Shura was interested in this.

"Alright, so how does that work?"

"Well, Fell Dragon actually killed everyone, so our children came back from the future to help us and fight with us, so my daughter is twenty one right now. And she technically hasn't been born. How's that for weird?" Shura gripped his head, grunting.

"My head hurts. Your life sounds crazy." Soren started to laugh loudly.

"You have no idea. Wait until you meet my wife. She'll knock you flat on your ass. Literally. And not so much. I think you'll find her entertaining." Shura shook his head.

"Crazy world jumpers." Soren laughed again.

The duo walked for a few hours, the sun starting to set above them. Shura found a spot for them to make camp, Soren gathering fire wood while Shura set up the area where they would be sleeping. Once the fire was started they began to exchange more about themselves.

"Shura, you never told me exactly why you wanted to leave the life of a bandit. Nobody who's been doing something for years just wakes up and changes every part of their life. It take a big push." Shura stopped eating his food, looking down in shame.

"A few days ago, me and the group I worked with went to raid a town. A pretty big job for us. Usually we just attacked passer byes, not entire towns. The plan was to go in at night and take everything while only attacking the guards. Things were going well until we got busted. We had planned on this, though the boss had not said how. He started to grab some of the children, threatening to cut their throats if we weren't allowed to leave." The guards, of course, refused, while everyone else pleaded for him to let the child go.

Eventually the guards were convinced to let him go. He walked back with the child while the rest of us made ready to run. However when he reached the edge of the town where he was supposed to let the child free he... He killed the child. And I watched him, doing nothing to stop him.

We returned to the camp. And everyone was celebrating like we had won a goddamned war. Except me. I'll never forget the look of fear and pain in that child's eyes as his life was ended by a madman. The next day I slipped a poison into his drink. I watched as he died, choking to death on his own vomit as the others tried to save him. I smiled at first, but realized I had not saved the child in the end.

All I did was kill him. Kill him too late." Soren nodded, then looked him in the eyes.

"But you saved others, Shura."

"Huh?"

"If you hadn't killed him, he may have hurt others later. What you did was save others. Yes, the boy died, but you cannot dwell on the past. If you do it will eat you until you are nothing but a shell. I'm not saying it's easy, but you have to work hard and never quit. Everything has an ugly side. A bad deal. You got one of the worst deals you could get." Soren remembered how Shura had told him about his home country Kogha.

"So push on. You have to. Ok?" Shura nodded to him. Then chuckled.

"Maybe joining you wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Thank you." Soren nodded, about to say he was turning in when he sensed something.

"Shura, what color eyes do the Wolfkin have?" Shura cocked his head.

"Brown, except their leaders. Wolfssengers have red eyes. Why?" Behind Shura, Soren could see multiple pairs of brown eyes with one red pair in the middle. Shura saw the look in his eyes and very faintly nodded. He reached down to his bow that was at his feet. When he grabbed it he then moved towards his quiver.

Soren saw the Wolfkin flinch behind Shura. He pretended to yawn, reaching for the handle of his sword. He gripped it, pulling out the silver blade and rushing in front of Shura. The Wolfkin jumped out of the bushes, Soren greatly surprised by their size.

He quickly recovered, ducking under the swing of one and stabbing under the chin. He spun away, removing his blade as the beast crumpled to the ground. He saw one about to hit him when an arrow lodged into its eyes and made it back pedal away, roaring in pain.

"Thanks!" He backed up to Shura, the duo with their weapons raised and looking around. Soren counted at least ten, not counting the leader who watched from a distance. While most of them were silver or white in color, the leader was a dark red and black, with a large horn on his head.

"So, attacking us while we try to relax eh? Not very honorable." The Wolfssengers let out a laugh.

"You speak of honor, yet your kind holds none for us! So we've decided to fix that and just kill you. We know you've been leading the Kitsune to our mountain and having them attack us! We've lost so many... In such a small amount of time." Soren slightly lowered his sword.

"We just got here. What do you mean?" The leader slammed his fists on the ground, growling to one of his pack mates. The Wolfkin nodded, leaving them.

"We will show you. Do not move." Soren nodded, lowering his sword to a position where it did not look threatening. Shura did the same, but kept his eyes dancing between foes to make sure they would not try anything.

"This is fun." Shura chuckled, shaking his head.

"Were you and your army always this carefree?" Soren tapped his head in mock thought.

"Ya. We were. You should have seen Nyroc. He was hysterical." The bandit rolled his eyes.

"Sure." There was a groan of pain, causing them to look over to see the Wolfkin returning. It had something in its hands, and then threw it into the fire light. It was a girl, she had white hair that had red stripes in it. She was badly injured. Soren walked forward, but was growled at.

"She's hurt!"

"We know. We hurt her because she was attacking us! You caused this!" Soren once more raised his sword. He turned his head slightly and looked to Shura.

"Have you ever had any team battle tactics? Or was it all just pillage and rape with your old group?" Shura groaned in annoyance.

"Pillage, but as far as I knew there was no rape. At least not from me."

"We have this thing me and my group would do in fights if we were cut off and someone couldn't fight anymore. Our leader would make a circle motion with his hands and we'd form up around the injured person. Then we'd hold off the enemy until help arrived or we had killed everyone." Shura looked to the girl.

"We really gonna try to save her?"

"Redemption isn't always easy, Shura."

"I get it. Fine. Just give me the signal." Soren clicked his tongue once... Twice... Thrice... "Guess what!?" They all looked at him in surprise.

"Yes?"

"Welcome to the Jungle baby! You're gonna die!" He warped to the girl, slicing the head from the Wolfkin over her. He shot fire at the ones near him to keep them back. He looked over to see Shura foot stooling over one, doing a front flip so he could fire an arrow into the back of the Wolf's head, before sticking the landing.

"Showoff!"

"Shut it!" They were back to back, Shura firing multiple arrows at once in hopes to keep them back. Most of his arrows were barely piercing the thick fur of the Wolfkin. He had to hit vitals, but they were making sure to block those. Soren was slicing at the air, launching waves of fire at them. He heard Shura shout, "Duck!" So he did, a large paw going over their heads.

He turned warping close to the face of the offending Wolfkin, smiling. He swung down, his sword cleaving the head down the middle before he warped back to his spot, bracing against the swing of a Wolfkin.

"Shura!" The bandit spun, hitting the Wolfkin in the face, not killing it but giving Soren enough time to jump off its knee and plunge his sword into the heart. He heard a grunt and saw Shura get launched into a tree. They were almost immediately upon him.

"No!" Cue

Soren warped into the middle of the group, bracing against all their blows at once.

"Sprecsun Torofth!" He had the red flames form over his body, giving him strength. They then flicked brightly. He pushed all their attacks up, leaving them defenseless. He then warped between all of them quickly, slicing into them and finishing by warping above them and slamming a flaming fist into the ground, knocking the severed pieces of the Wolfkin away.

He saw four left and then the leader. He threw his sword up, catching it backwards.

"Come on!" He sprinted forward, keeping so low to the ground he almost looked like he was sliding. He took the legs on the first Wolfkin, causing it to fall to its chest in pain. He back flipped, stabbing his sword into the head, twisting to a loud crack came out. He pulled his weapon out and rushed again.

When the next Wolfkin tried for a swing he ducked, taking the arm off. It took a few steps back in confusion. Then he jumped up, holding his sword above him as energy collected. He fell down, swinging as hard as he could, splitting the Wolfkin in two. As the pieces fell apart he jumped through them, spinning like an arrow let loose from a bow.

He stabbed the chest of the next one, but stabbed all the way through and out the other side, landing on one hand and foot, he sword held to his right, fire dancing along it violently. He stood, facing the last Wolfkin before the leader. He roared at him, jumping up high.

Soren jumped up after it, the Wolfkin not expecting that. He stabbed the chest, spinning so the back of the Wolfkin was to the ground. He slammed the Wolfkin into the ground, fire exploding around them. He jumped up and quickly stabbed into the forehead to silence it. Soren landed on the ground letting out a sigh.

He turned to face the leader, pointing his sword straight at the chest of his final enemy.

"Let's finish this once and for all." The fires on him changed to become silver, becoming brighter and more vivid. He formed a second, almost identical sword in his left hand.

"I'll kill you where you stand!" He ran forward, both blades held behind him. When a fist came from his left he blocked it with his left sword, stabbing his right into the wrist. When the right fist came he stabbed his left sword into that one, so his had both his blades in a wrist and his back was to the Wolfssenger.

He then poured all of his strength into heaving the massive Wolf over his shoulders and throwing it. As it sailed through the air he teleported in front of it, his second sword having vanished. He held his left hand forward, silver waves catching the Wolfssenger and holding it in place. He pulled the sword behind his back as the flames grew stronger on the blade, making it extend to a grew length. It was pure fire now, but he was able to swing it quickly. He swung down, the silver waves holding his opponent in place, then he swung horizontally. Then he started to swing from everyplace he could at once, intent on destroying his opponent for good.

When he was done he snapped his left hand forward, energy shooting out and dispersing the waves and the hundreds of pieces of the Wolfssenger. He warped back to the ground, the flames fading as he stumbled to the ground.

"Ouch. Bad Soren, that was unnecessary. Everytime I do that I gurt myself way too much. So stupid of me." He stood, looking himself over.

"Not anything physical. But-Crap!" He leveled over, clutching his side in pain. Whenever he used his maximum power he was drained of strength, making it hard for him to hold it for extended periods of time without feeling the pain. He used his sword as a crutch and hobbled to Shura, who was getting up and checking on the girl.

He fished for a staff he had. He tried to use it but it wouldn't work.

"Come on, dammit!" He hit it with his palm a few times, then it came to life. He used what little power it had left on the girl, her major wounds sealing shut. When she was stabilized they worked together to sew up her remaining wounds and make sure they would not get infected. Shura looked to him and gave a slightly concerned look.

"Mind telling me what the hell that was?" Soren smiled, groaning in pain as he sat against a tree.

"I pledged my life to serving the Drakaryn and in return I get access to their powers when I need it. Though the more powerful they are the more I get drained. They all weaken me in different reserves and at different levels. Blue mostly tires me out while making me as strong as a basic Drakaryn. Red is as strong as a Reverted Drakaryn, though it will make me tired far faster than blue.

Silver, however, will make me as strong as a Primal Drakaryn, in exchange for both my stamina and my life. So as I use the silver power I am hurting myself. I think I managed to crack something, actually. Hehe... Ow. They are very dangerous and I have a nasty tendency to jump to Silver for a lot of situations. It's just nice having so much power. The Drakaryn are truly remarkable."

Shura nodded, then sat down himself.

"Christ, I'm tired. What now?" Soren shrugged.

"I need to keep looking for Lozbel, but we should drop this girl off at the nearest town. You said there's one over the mountain right?"

"Ya. We should be there tomorrow evening. Also, I noticed something with the girl." Soren hadn't really looked too closely at her so he did not take in her features.

"What is it? Is she Grimleal?" He knew Shura wouldn't get his joke but he couldn't resist asking.

"She's Kitsune. An Ethereal Kitsune is I saw correctly." Soren opened his eyes and looked at her. Her silver hair was also hosting two fox like ears that occasionally twitched. She wore a grey Kimono that had red almost slash marks along it. She was barefoot, which was even stranger to Soren. She had some kind of undershirt that went to her hands and wrapped between her index finger and her thumb.

He then saw the fox tail poking through her Kimono. He let out a, "Huh..." And settled back down.

"That's kinda cool." Shura chuckled at him.

"I'm guessing you don't have Kitsune back home?"

"Nope. We got Taguel, but they're quiet different. And there's only two left. But they'll come back, I know they will." The area was plunged into silence before Soren chuckled, looking at the fire.

"Wish we had some marshmallows."

"Marsh-what-os?"

"Haha!"

The chapters shall be changing from Soren's story and Lyze's until something changes. Until then, it will flip every chapter, unless I need to take two on one of their stories. Anywho, if you guys have any questions then feel free to ask. Oh! Here's the times for about how long Soren can use each flame.

Blue: 5 min, tops. Depends on strength upon activation. User's stamina is drained, tiring them out and will cancel when user is unable to feed enough strength to the flames.

Red: 2-3 minutes. Depends upon strength upon activation. User's stamina is drained at a higher rate, tiring them out faster and will be canceled when the user is unable to feed enough strength to the fire.

Silver: 45 seconds-1 minute. Depends upon strength upon activation. User's stamina will be drained at an incredibly higher rate. Cannot be canceled when user is too tired and will go until commanded to stop. Can be pushed further than shown, but at the cost of the user's life force being drained. If held for too long and user is sustaining too large of damage from enemies, then user will die.

Best case scenario for Silver would be, Lozbel is in danger, Soren has not fought anything or been hurt, and he's angry, then he would be able to hold Silver for up to 5 minutes and not die. But the whiplash would be horrendous.

Hope you guys like him and Shura a lot. Shura is easily one of my favorite characters in Fates, easily. He's just so lovable with how noble he is despite his past. Anywho, keep calm and may the Aura be with you! Peace!