Darkbug shot a rocket at Beowulf but he jumped away dodging the missle, Darkbug tracked his movement and launched another rocket. Beowulf spawned a clone and it threw him out of the way and toward the shard, Darkbug aimed and Beowulf touched the shard causing it to glow, Darkbug pulled the trigger and a rocket launched forward, a blast of light caused the rocket to stop in its tracks and Beowulf was gone along with the shard "okay, Wolf, where did you go?" Beowulf opened his eyes to see that he was in free fall high above the ground "oh man! What do I do?" Beowulf thought as his Miraculous beeped, Beowulf looked around and saw a pile of hay in the distance. Beowulf spawned two clones and they grabbed both of his armsand threw him, Beowulf impacted the hay just as he detransformed and came out the other side, he rolled on the floor and sprawled out, Ben picked his teeth and pulled out hay "well, now I don't need to floss" Ben got up and saw that he was in farmland, he saw cows grazing and pigs wallowing in mud "where am I?" Ben saw a fence and approached it, he jumped over it and onto a dirt road "okay, definitely not in New York anymore" Ben saw a glimmer in the road and approached it, it was the shard. Ben bent down to pick it up but was nearly trampled by a horse running by "whoa!" Ben looked where the horse was going, it had a man on it wearing armor, Ben picked up the shard and put it in his jacket and followed the horse.

Ben saw a large castle in the distance "Prowwl, Sturnn, where are we?" Prowwl came out of his jacket and looked around "Brother...I think we're in Europe, 6th Century" Sturnn flew out, he had a huge smile on his face "yes! This is the era of war! Of conflict!" Prowwl had a frown on his face "Brother please, calm yourself, we must get back to the present, if we alter the past in any way it could ruin the present" Ben nodded "yeah, in the meantime, do you guys have any allies here?" Prowwl and Sturnn looked at one another "our wielder during this time but...he is a bit abrasive". Prowwl and Sturnn flew off and came back quickly with clothes "you have to blend in Ben, put these on" Ben changed into the peasant clothes "wow, so loose in the torso but so tight in the pants" Ben made his way to the castle, he arrived at a large bridge above a ravine "talk about defensive measures" Ben made his way across the stone bridge, there were numerous people coming and going and Ben avoided them all, his sense of smell was working against him "ugh, it's like old gym clothes and rotten meat were soaked in sewer water" Ben made it to the kingdom gates, it was imposing, made of stone and metal with a scarred visage of war.

Ben made his way to the town square "okay guys, where is your wielder?" Prowwl pointed to the large castle "he's in there? How are we supposed to get in?" Prowwl thought "oh...hey Sturnn, it seems to be midday, you know what that means" Sturnn was confused but then his ears perked up "ahhhhhh, to the Sleeping Ducklet it is" Ben made his way to a tavern "guys, I can't go in there" Sturnn bit Ben "ow! What was that for?" Sturnn then shouted at him "it's the 6th Century! A baby can crawl into a tavern and order a pint" Ben walked in to see very few in the tavern but those few were all gathered at a table cheering, Ben walked through the crowd to see two men in a drinking contest, one was a bald peasant and the other seemed to be a knight with long brown hair. After they both chugged downed their brew the bald peasant collapsed and everyone erupted in celebration, the knight cheered and raised another mug, he then spotted Ben "ah, one so young shouldn't be without a drink, he must be lost in all this merriment!" The crowd laughed and the Knight approached Ben handing him a mug "what is your name?" Ben looked around "I'm Benjamin..." the Knight raised Ben's arm in the air "let us welcome young Ben, may he enjoy his time!" the Knight let go of Ben's arm "I am Gawain, Knight of the Round Table" Ben looked at the ale and sipped it, it tasted like apples and had the slightest taste of alcohol. Gawain sat at the bar and drank with Ben sitting next to him "I need a way into the castle" Ben said with Gawain sipping his ale "that is a very hefty request Benjamin, no one gets into the castle, I should cut your hands off for reaching too far" Ben revealed his Kwami "by Excalibur, how are you two here?" Prowwl responded "Gawain, please bring us to Arthur" Gawain nodded "follow me".

Ben and Gawain made it to the castle and the knights let them pass while mean mugging Ben. Gawain and Ben arrived at a large round table cloaked in a white sheet with a glass pane in the middle "no way...is this?" Ben said with Gawain responding "what? It's just a table" at the table sat ten other individuals "Benjamin, these are my comrades" Ben walked forward "the Knights of the Round Table..." A man with a grizzled appearance sat at the head, his hair was slightly matted and his beard was patched with bits of white, a sword was fashioned onto the back of his chair "Gawain, who is this boy?" Gawain answered "my King, this is Benjamin and he has something very interesting" the King responded "well? Show us!" Ben breathed in "Sturnn, Let's Hunt!" Ben transformed into Beowulf "what?! Impossible!" One of the knights exclaimed "how did he obtain it?" The King rose from his seat and drew his sword "how do you possess the Wolf Miraculous?" Beowulf responded "look, I'm a little lost, I'm not from this era" the King lowered his sword "to prove you aren't a thief I will summon the Wolf Miraculous wielder" the King turned and shouted "Mordred! Come and reveal yourself" a young man came from around the corner, he had flowing white hair and crystal blue eyes, he had a slim figure and carried himself with elegance but still looked formidable "yes father?" Mordred asked with the King responding "show us your Miraculous" Mordred rolled up his sleeve to reveal the Wolf Miraculous "it is right here" he then noticed Beowulf "it cannot be, Mordred made his way to Beowulf and held out his hand with the Miraculous, Beowulf responded by putting his wrist onto Mordred's, they were the same.

Gawain sat down "this boy seems to need our help my King" one of the knights interjected "how do we know this boy is not an assassin?!" Gawain responded "silence Tristain! I sense no malice in his words" another knight chimed in "you're drunk, you only sense when the whores come out when you're drunk" Gawain looked at the knight "silence Galahad!" the King hit the table and everyone fell silent "I will hear what he has to say" Beowulf breathed in and pulled out the shard "this is a piece of a Tome, a Tome that can bend time at will, this is only a piece of it, but its power was still so great that it sent me back in time" one of the knights questioned Beowulf "where's the rest of it?" Beowulf answered "I don't know, I've only found this one piece" another knight spoke up "how did it come into pieces?" Beowulf answered that "I smashed it to prevent someone from using it to alter time" the King then asked "how do we know that you are the defender and not the aggressor?" Beowulf sighed "you don't and I don't blame you if you have your doubts but I need your help, Chronoa will not stop until she gets these" the knights began to speak amongst themselves "Lancelot, tell the boy of what we know" a knight stood up, he had flowing curly black hair and a scarred face "we know of Chronoa, we had battled her once before, she is a demon, one who can destroy armies while being immune to being vanquished" Beowulf was confused "what do you mean?" Lancelot answered "Chronoa is not a person, but a spirit able to travel through time and inhabit those who have suffered, she twists them, corrupts them and..." Lancelot looked at the space next to the King "destroys them..." Lancelot sat back down with the King adding on "yes, she has taken from us, if you are her enemy then we are your allies but... I fear she may be too powerful for us, we originally had twenty five members, she widdled us down to the ones you see before you".

The King led Beowulf into a courtyard and drew his sword, it was a shimmering blade that seemed to glow in the sunlight, it had a gold crossguard with a green gem inside of it and a red gem embedded in the pommel "let us spar" Beowulf was take aback by the request but he took out his flail "ah, the flail, a favorite of my son, now attack me" Beowulf threw his flail, it wrapped around the King's sword, the King immediately stabbed his sword into the ground and kicked the sword causing it to slide toward Beowulf, Beowulf jumped up and dove toward the King, Beowulf threw a kick but it was blocked, Beowulf rushed past the King's guard and hit the King with a right hook, the King felt his jaw "very good, you're quick yet you have power behind you" the King threw a punch but Beowulf ducked climbed onto the King's arm and struck him with a kick making him stumble back. Beowulf took the opportunity and rushed at the King throwing a left, the King caught his arm and returned a left hook of his own that lifted Beowulf off the ground and sent him tumbling across the ground.

Beowulf recovered "man he's tough" Prowwl came out "that's Arthur for you" King Arthur then stuck his hand out toward his sword "Excalibur, to me!" Excalibur levitated off the ground and flew into Arthur's hand, Arthur lifted the sword and slashed downward where a blade of energy shot out of it and toward Beowulf. Beowulf grabbed a bead on his wrist and his suit turned yellow, he then slammed the ground with his palms and crystals erupted from the ground blocking the projectile. Beowulf reeled back his arm and punched the crystals causing shards and shrapnel to propel toward Arthur, Arthur blocked the incoming barrage with his sword. Beowulf pulled a crystal out of the ground and shaped it into a sword, Beowulf slashed at Arthur, Arthur responded by blocking with his own, the collision caused an explosion of light that blinded the spectators of the battle "the King seems to be enjoying himself" Lancelot said with Mordred scowling "yes, he does seem to be having fun" Arthur chuckled as Beowulf dueled him, Beowulf wielded a flail in one hand and his sword in the other, he managed to lure Arthur's sword hand into hus flail chain and tugged pinning Arthur's sword to his back "Impressive!" Beowulf then slashed at Arthur but Arthur used his gauntlet to deflect it and knee Beowulf in the stomach, he then freed his sword hand and he and Beowulf collided swords, the impact caused Beowulf's sword to break and knock him back, Beowulf tumbled but recovered "I can see why they bow to you" Beowulf proclaimed with Arthur laughing "they do not bow to me because of my strength although anyone would, they bow because I am their leader" Beowulf nodded "well then, it's time to stop holding back then" Beowulf breathed in and let out a Sonic Howl, the soundwaves ripped the ground and vibrated the very air around it. Arthur braced himself and took the brunt of the attack, his feet betrayed him as he slid further and further back, Beowulf kept going, his eyes teared up and his lungs screamed for air but he wasn't planning on stopping.

After five minutes Beowulf finally began to wane and he stopped gasping for air, Arthur had to stop his body from vibrating, he hit himself in the chest "well, now we know who would win between you and Gawain in a shouting match" Beowulf responded "yup, that was all I got" Arthur looked confused "no it was not, I can tell you're hiding a great deal of power, show me" Beowulf sighed "okay, seems like you can take it" Beowulf's eyes turned red "Wolfsbane!" Beowulf roared and a wolf head appeared on his arm. Beowulf disappeared from sight, he then suddenly appeared right above Arthur, he threw a punch and Arthur collided the blow with his sword. They pushed against one another trying to gain ground, Arthur roared and unleashed an energy explosion from the sword that sent Beowulf flying into a wall causing an indention in it, Arthur breathed in heavily "that's enough, any more and you'll have to vie for the throne". Galahad helped Beowulf up "you did well, not many of us could last that long against the King" Beowulf dusted himself off and transformed back, Arthur approached him "you need training, of the sword and of the mind, as long as you are here you are a student, a Squire, Lancelot, you shall take him as your ward" Lancelot nodded and motioned for Ben to follow him, Ben did so amd Lancelot led him to a room with many beds "this is where the wards stay, rest up, as tomorrow we will put you through the training of your life".

Ben woke up in the middle of the night, he grabbed the candle holder next to his bedside and lit it, he opened the door to the hallway, the castle was cold and damp, he walked the halls, the noises and creaks of the castle made it seem alive but too old to move. A voice from the darkness made him nearly scream "couldn't sleep?" Ben looked to see Mordred standing there "you seem uneasy, I understand, you're in a place you do not recognize, in a time unknown to you" Ben sighed "I don't know what's happening in my time, I'm worried about my friends" Mordred approached Ben "your thoughts are justified, my father would have told you to that such feelings are trivial and that your mission is more important, not a moment wasted, not a second spared" Ben laughed "the King is efficient" Mordred agreed "yes, but that is to his detriment, he has only been concerned with expanding the kingdom, how is a king to be able to keep all of it together?" Ben responded "are you...planning a rebellion?" Mordred looked at Ben with fury in his eyes but he calmed down "no...I am not, I am loyal to my father, my king, but if I am to disagree with him, I want you to think about my side of things" Mordred lifted his arm to reveal his Miraculous "this binds us like no other, we share a bond that transcends time" Mordred put his hand on Ben's shoulder "sleep well Young Squire, and grow strong, you have a long fight ahead of you" Mordred left, Ben just stood there in the darkness of the castle, the wind howled throughout the halls.