#the Lightfarer

[thoraeth]

Tags and warnings: blood, violence, killing a monster, language.

Words: 1.5K

🎧: Test drive - How to train your dragon OST

I. The Way Home

His longsword shone in the sun, clinking against his back as he slowly rode out from the forest.

As soon as the city of Mada was in sight, Toshinori felt relieved: for the last two years, he had been fighting abominations that would haunt him in his sleep but he was home at last. The sleek towers of the Temple peeked out from the city's stone walls and a big smile lit up his face. Soon, he’d be kneeling before the Goddess again.

With a squeeze of his tights, the knight asked his powerful mount to gallop full speed.

Deep thuds of hooves resounded throughout the field they were crossing, an endless expanse of green under the spring clouds. The warm wind ran through the animal's silver mane, climbing up to Toshinori’s ears: it carried the sounds of the forest and the hills and the cowbells chiming in the pastures, until an ominous explosion echoed in the distance.

Scanning the landscape around him, Toshinori caught a glimpse of a shadow under a row of trees. He snapped the reins and his horse turned abruptly with a loud snort.

As they dashed towards it, that dark figure grew bigger and… angrier.

“Just what we needed, a damn wyvern.” the knight grumbled, reaching for the hilt behind his shoulder.

The auburn beast was digging its massive claws in a tree trunk. It kept scratching deeper and deeper, furiously screeching at something hidden among the leaves.

When the shadow of a longsword appeared over its head, the creature jumped back and squatted on his paws. It snapped its mouth wide open, slobber coming down the hideous teeth.

It happened so fast the wyvern couldn't dodge it: a blade ran past its massive body and blood spilled everywhere.

The monster wailed in pain then threw itself at the knight: it bit, scratched, grabbed and screamed, all while its spiked tail crashed frantically on the battle ground.

“Cub. Can't fly.”

Toshinori was observing his opponent. It was indeed bleeding from a wound on its back, where one of its wings was butchered. “Ground is burned around the trees,” he continued. “Could it be from that explosion?”

Without further ado, the knight slid under the beast’s belly and climbed one of its paws up to its neck. As the wyvern squirmed and screeched, Toshinori reached the top of its head: falling on his knees with all his strength, he planted his blade deep into the monster’s skull.

A loud crack filled the air, then, silence.

“Sorry, little one, you were too close to the city.” Wiping blood off his face, Toshinori took the sword out. He got back to the ground and lowered his head before what was left of the wyvern.

As the knight was muttering some prayers, a black pebble bounced off his head and landed at his feet. “Who's there?” Toshinori growled. Muffled quarrelling started on the upper branches, shaking the foliage all around.

“Either you come down yourself or I’ll make you.”

“Whateva, old fart.”

Through a rain of leaves, a young boy jumped off the tree. He was ready to throw a fight, wine coloured eyes staring daggers at the knight towering over him. “Taking my wyvern and acting all tough! If it wasn’t for my bomb, you’d be-”

“You could use some manners, young man. And a good clean up.”

“Oh, you’re one to talk.”

They both looked wrecked indeed: the kid’s spiky blonde hair was messy and stained with blood, his dark clothes smelling of gunpowder. Glass shards were falling off his raggedy orange scarf and the flasks on his leather belts were all shattered. On the other hand, the knight was dripping blood from head to toes, a foul smell of corpse persisting around him. He looked like a demon fresh out of hell.

With a swift movement, Toshinori swiped the crusty longsword along his once white tabard. As the blade left a red streak on the fabric, some engraved words shone in the sunlight.

The boy's eyes widened at that sight and he stepped back, taking a good look at the tall stranger. The longer he stared the more he grew agitated: he kept looking back at the tree and stuttering incoherently.

“Izuku!” He finally shouted. “Come down! Shit, I can't believe it. It's that paladin of yours, All Might! He’s exactly as in the bards’ songs!” The kid started to sing:

“He’s tall as a tree

Eyes blue like the sea/ Hair golden as wheat

Two strands up towards/ the Goddess of worlds.”

A second young boy rushed down the trunk, joining his blonde companion’s:

“His words on his sword/ the oath that he sealed

Fear thou not/ for I am here.”

“Are we done?” Toshinori sighed patiently as the boys ran towards him and traced their dirty fingers along his sword, observing every detail of his plate and paraments. “Can you at least tell me your names now?” he smirked.

“I'm Katsuki and this loser who broke his sword mid fight is Izuku.”

“I-It broke ‘cause the wyvern bit it…”

“Liar! You can't even use a wooden sword!”

The second kid caught the knight's attention: bushy green hair, pointy ears and a large scar on his right cheek. He looked well fed and his linen clothes were better quality than his angry companion’s. But now that he was observing both kids closer, Toshinori noticed that Katsuki had multiple scars on his face and hands too.

“Enough, you two!” He snapped. “What were you doing here?”

“We're headed to Mada.”

“Y-yes, we want to see the temple of the Goddess of worlds!” Izuku stuttered.

“You wanted to see it. I don't care.”

“I want to be her paladin one day! Just like you, All Might!”

The knight's face lit up. He knelt down in front of the kid and patted his shoulder with one of his huge bloody hands.

“Well said, Izuku. This world is in great need of defenders of peace! Come to the Temple with me, would you like it? I'll introduce you to the Goddess myself.”

Izuku’s big green eyes shone in excitement and he nodded frantically.

“Hey! I helped you with the wyvern and got scolded… he did nothing and got the princess treatment?!”

“I’d be glad if you’d join me too, Katsuki.”

“Ugh. Fuck you.” the blonde young man grimaced, crossing his arms.

With half an eye, he watched Toshinori whistling towards the trees. A huge horse came out trotting, white and grey spots all over the shiny coat. The knight petted his mount and helped Izuku up on the saddle. Then, he turned to Katsuki and reached out in his direction.

“Is that horse… Hail?”

“The one and only, my boy.”

Katsuki didn't move. He observed the elegant horse for a little while, then noticed Izuku running his fingers through the silver mane. “Ok, ok, I'm coming too. But don't flatter yourself, old fart.”

Hail got back to the vast fields that led to the towers of Mada, snorting happily as the kids on her saddle braided her mane and Toshinori walked alongside her, reins loose in his hands.

“How did you get all those scars, uh kiddos?” the man asked.

“We've been…training.” Izuku replied absentmindedly.

“You're training alone?”

“Yes, why.” Katsuki intervened “it's not like we need adults to tell us what to do.”

“But what about your parents? They're surely worrying.”

The kids shared a gloomy look and didn't say anything. Toshinori wanted to insist but the thought of all the orphans he had met on his journey stopped him.

“Anyway, fighting monsters unprepared will only get you killed. If you stay at the Temple, they'll teach you everything you need to survive out there.”

“Did they teach you too?” Izuku asked, in awe.

“Uhm…it is a mutual effort, I would say. They're family to me so my life and my sword are at their service.”

“And they sent you to the Eastern Lands? What a warm family!” Katsuki snorted.

“The Goddess chose me herself. We couldn't stand down when the spawn of evil was walking this earth undisturbed.”

“So you really stood face to face with the Great Darkness?” Izuku timidly asked.

“I had hunted that vile creature down for years… it took all my strength to banish it.”

“Were you ever scared?”

“Oh, I was! That demon was massive; it could've swallowed an entire city in a blink of an eye. But I walk in the light of the Goddess, I know she keeps me safe.”

“One day I’ll kill a demon too.” Katsuki stated “Every bard will sing about my deeds!”

“I’m sure you'll do it, young man. And I'll sing along.” With a tender smile, Toshinori tugged the reins and stomped forward in the grass.

The small group was almost there, the walls of Mada now tall and massive before their eyes.

Smooth, fair stones were shining in the sun and the banners hanging from the battlements moved idly in the wind. They were all colored differently, brightly displaying the symbols of the powerful city guilds.

Above the walls, the four-point star of the Goddess of worlds stood proud at the top of the temple’s towers.

It didn't matter if those chattering kids were giving him a headache, Toshinori felt his heart exploding with joy and gratitude: after all those years, he was back.

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Categories: Gen, M/M, Other

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