After they finished eating the large pizza, all of them are very very full and have difficulties in moving.
"Wow, talk about about a great feast!"
"So Tyrone, what do you know about the Ice Knight?" Kristoff asked.
"Now that you mention him, I can remember a story when I was still a youngster."
Tyrone begins narrating.
(Flashback)
I first encountered the Legendary Ice Knight that day.
Tyrone, 16, is riding a car along with his parents, to go to the North city.
I wasn't really born a Norwegian. I came from United Kingdom, a neighboring country. Daddy was a water elemental, and Mommy was a nature elemental. They both learned that people like them lived in this city, so they decided to transfer here. But I really didn't like the idea of moving. I was considered powerful and famous at my old school, and my other classmates appreciated my power. I was deeply accepted, and I thought, what if I hang out with people like me? Then I will not be unique anymore right? So much for that, so let's get back to the topic. My parents dropped me at a near sidewalk to school. But then, the most unusual thing happened. There was darkness everywhere. I did not know what else to do. People were running and panicking, and even the policemen were very afraid of the situation.
A crowd of dark, hostile, warriors filled up the streets, headed by a fearful general and his assistant.
"F-freeze!" A policeman said, and his hand is shaking in fear as he points his rifle.
So there I was, standing frozen in front of the dark beings.
"Run away kid. Don't make us kill you."
I gasped. What if that was the end of my life? But something unusual happened. It began raining knives. Each shot was so accurate and precise that every soldier, except for the leaders, were stabbed directly in their heart, causing them to vanish. Minutes later, the whole army was reduced to two. Then he appeared. Wearing his durable ice armor, he charged at the assistant. The assistant was furious, and he blasted spells to the brave hero. But the hero did not use any magic to defend himself. His agility alone is great enough to help him dodge the spells. He stops, two meters away from the assistant. He takes his Ice Flamberge and prepares to fight.
"Leave this kid alone, and I will spare your life."
"What are you talking about? Thousands of heroes like you had failed to defeat us. What difference do you make?"
"I do not use magic."
The assistant bursted in laughter. That was an opening. The Ice Knight found an opportunity to strike the assistant in his groin. He was knocked back at a far distance and began to cough and spit dark matter, resembling his blood.
"General D, what is your power analysis for this bastard?" He said, as he wiped his mouth.
"He is right, indeed, that he has no capabilities of using magic. Now, don't tell me that you will get beaten this time."
"Hah! Beaten? Never!" He punched the knight in his helmet. The knight was quite unaffected by the attack.
"I-impossible!"
"You call that a punch?"
The hero had no difficulties in beating him up until he had no strength left to stand up.
"Fine, do it! Take my life!"
The hero refused.
"It's not worth my time. So, do you surrender?"
Before the assistant could even speak, the general blasted him off the view, showing no respect for him. The general dropped his weapon.
"That weakling, was never meant to be my assistant. So how's it gonna be? You're gonna kill me like a chicken, or kill me like a man?"
"I have no time to answer that." The hero said, and he also dropped his weapon.
The two engaged in a terrorizing fight. Each punch was strong, and the two had a very hard time trying to prevail over the other. But it seems that the hero was gaining the advantage and started to make the general lose. He kicked the general in the face, and sent him flying off. The general lander next to his weapon, and threw it at the hero.
"Gotcha!"
The hero moved his hand sidewards, and the sword went past through the palm. But his grip was fast enough to catch the sword's handle. He ran to the general and stabbed him in the heart, rouge-style.
"You're the chicken, and I killed you like a man."
That hero became my inspiration, and I thanked him for saving my life. I tried to know more about him, but the other people were also very grateful to the hero, leaving me no space to talk to him. I only got to saw part of his face, particularly his mouth. His wore a confident smile, like he was saying; "It's alright. I can handle this." So, I decided to go to school, of course. You see, Edward wasn't really the kind of person that you know now. He was very, very different before. I first saw him, or I might say, bumped into him, in the pathway.
"Watch where you're going!"
"Oh pardon me! But is this the seniors room?"
"Are you blind?" He pointed to the sign.
"Oh, I didn't notice that. So umm, I'm Tyrone Metalsmith. And you?" Awkward.
"Get lost kid, I have no time to speak to you."
I tried to smile forcefully.
"So, I'll be going then."
He was kinda rude. Or by speaking without hesitation, he is rude. Evergreen, or Luke, as you call him, overheard our conversation, and talked to me.
"Sorry about that. He's Simonnovis Edward Bjorgman. Just please don't get mad at him. His life is very very miserable indeed. If you only know what he's been through."
"Oh yeah, its okay. So, can you tell me more about him?"
"Sure."
Ding! The bell for calling the assembly suddenly rang,
"Okay, maybe later, after class."
After class, Evergreen had the right time to tell me all about Edward, and so he did.
"Simon Bjorgman. I first met that kid, cheerful and shy. But he wasn't like anyone here. He cannot cast magic. That made him become the most bullied kid in the class. He lost everything, his throne, his mentor, and his brother. The only one left for him was Elsa. Poor kid doomed himself while fighting with Kai. He was caught punching Kai in the face and was sent to the principals office. Nobody knew that he was innocent, except for me. I tried to tell our principal. Madam Gothel, but I was already too late. As Simon walked out of the door, he was indeed a changed man. A dark man. Everything inside of him was like, poisoned with darkness, and he changed. He pushed me out of the way and our friendship was thrown away to the void of darkness."
"Oh, I see. But what about the Ice Knight?"
"Oh yeah, the hero. The Ice Knight is the youngest, most powerful, and maybe the final member of the heroes alliance. That guy, is like the exact opposite copy of Simon, in almost every possible way. He has the true skills and qualities of a hero, and he somewhat reminds me of Simon's past self. Maybe, just maybe, he is really the one to become the Ice Guardian. But when the other Guardians offered him the place, he refused. He is so selfless that he'd dump the position if it means someone getting out of place."
"The Heroes Alliance. Where can I find more about them?"
"Dude, the library."
"Thanks, Evergreen."
The heroes inspired me so much that I had to know more about them. So I went to the library. I searched and searched at the wooden cabinets, but I could not find even one book about them. I started to give up, but in one shady corner, I saw a very odd book. I looked at the cover and dusted it. It was like, never opened in centuries. Although the colors were starting to fade, the pages were still intact. "The Complete Guide to the Heroes Alliance" was its title. At long last, I've found the book. And I started to read. But I only got to read the pages that were still readable, of course.
"Captain E, the first general to invade the peaceful city of the North. He is one of the five generals that serve Pitch Black. He had strong and terrorizing magic, that made the people of the North City fear him. But then the first hero arrived. Emperor Timberius Greenhill, the current Guardian of Nature. He wore a battle suit with magical wooden fortification, which provided amazing flexibility and defense at the same time. He carried the ancient weapon, Earth's Slash Axe. He was powerful enough to take down the evil general and he was praised by the people of the city. Two Generals, Captain G and Captain B, united to try and conquer the city. Unfortunately, Emperor Timberius was very old that time. The curse of time had stained him, and dulled his fighting skill. He could not defend the city, and even himself, any longer. The people mourned for the hero's death and his weapon was passed down to his descendants, but there came two more others. King Cordellius Oceannus and King Agnis Emberlus. The two had unspeakable power, carrying the ancient weapons Pacific's Maelstrom Twin Blades and Mauna Loa's Assault Lance. The two heroes then defeated the generals, but there came a time where eternal darkness fell over the skies of the city. The time where Pitch Black himself doomed the whole city. He left the two heroes ending up just like Timberius, and put General D in charge."
"What the? End of the story? There has to be a sequel to this book!"
Oaken, the bookkeeper, heard me, and gave me a paper.
(Back to the Present)
"Oaken? That crook's always been in my life. What a coincidence!"
But the waiter, Oaken, is standing right beside the table. Anna dropped her pizza, and Kristoff gulped hard.
"Please tell me I didn't say that out loud."
"What did you call me again?" Oaken said, and kicked Kristoff out.
"So umm, can we go back to the story, please?" Elsa said, eager to know more.
(Flashback)
The paper was nothing but a scratch, but it contains all the details that I've been willing to know.
"An unexpected hero came into the now dark, North City, to try and purify it. Blizzardius Frozenbite, along with his pet Ice dragon, S'more, obliterated all of Pitch Black's servants effortlessly using only the great sword Everest's Eternalfrost Flamberge with all his might. This hero succeeded in his mission and brought the city back to life. Nothing is known about his true name or identity, or even his past. He showed up just a year ago and defeated the dark beings. He never uses any kind of magic but his fighting skills make up for this.
Aliases: The Weapon Master, Last Savior, The Ice Knight, and The Powerless Hero.
Personality: intelligent, resourceful, quite awkward, selfless, proud, valiant, powerful, caring, fierce, reliable, and courageous."
(Present)
"You're just making that up, aren't you." Anna suspected.
"What are you talking about?"
"His personality." Elsa added.
"No, of course not. It's really written in there."
(Flashback)
"Powers and Abilities: Excellent in hand-to-hand combat, mastery of using swords, enhanced strength, speed, and endurance, Manipulation of Ice (Only known magic)."
So that's all the information I'd gathered from all the sources. I felt quite relieved, getting to know more about my inspiration. So, I left the library, went back to class, and had my lessons.
(Present)
"But how did Simon manage to become his past self again?" Elsa asked.
(Flashback)
There was a time where Edward showed sympathy. I was also frequently bullied by Kai, calling me names like "Hybrid" and "Metalhead", but unlike Edward, it affected me greatly. I was very very depressed, and because of that, I grew weak. The teasing went on for months, until I could not hold on much longer. I decided to confront Kai, and try to put a stop, but not fight him, for I did not want to end up like Edward did. But the arrogant bully wasn't reasonable, and even tried to punch me. But that punch was blocked by none other than Edward himself.
"Leave this kid alone, and I will spare your life."
His words, he really sounded like the Ice Knight.
"You crack me up!" And Kai bursts into laughter and leaves the two.
"Why did you do that?"
"Friends, don't let each other get hurt."
"Really? We're friends? Thanks!"
"Don't push it."
And he smirked, for the very first time. But, he still turned away from me.
"The minute I saw the kid, it was like looking at the mirror. I didn't want him to end up like me, so I did what was right." Simon thought, as he left.
That moment inspired me to help Edward return to his past self once again.
(Present)
Elsa wiped a tear away, and Anna was crying like a baby.
"Best Story Ever! It must have a continuation, right?"
"Oh, you're in luck, princess, because it has. But, that's a story for another day."
Meanwhile, Kristoff is outside the mall, lying on the ground.
"Why does it always have to be me?" He said.