Ziggy X Yuna = Zero? (Kiyu!) "M"

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-One month later. Zero is now a month old, which is the same as 5 years for a baby weredragon.-

Ziggy was relaxing in the den. Aniu was playing, gently, mind you, with Zero. Letting the small boy ride on her back occasionally, or pawing at the boy as he did the same, as though playing a medieval version of pattycake, It was cute actually, or just running around the room, like they were playing tag or something. The wolf was also very protective of the boy, whenever a stranger entered the house and Aniu was near Zero, she'd lay her ears back and growl at the stranger until he left the room, never attacking anyone once, however, just warning them off. She would however, allow Ziggy or Yuna near Zero, only because they were his parents, after all.

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Yuna returned home again after yet another round with her pinwheel. Thankfully, her time in labour hadn't affected her fitness or strength. But Zero hadn't given her any insight as to what she was, she suspected it was an elf, for his ears had a slight point to them.

She closed the door behind her, and placed the pinwheel behind the bookshelf, still wary that Zero might get his hands on it. The blades were sharp, and Yuna was not about to risk it.
She strode over to her son and Aniu. Placing a kiss on Zero's forehead, and stroking Aniu fondly.
She had noticed in Zero, whilst he had his mothers eyes, his nose and chin were already beginning to look much like his fathers. His hair seemed to have parts of both of them, what there was, was dark and with streaks of bronze shot through it.

She stood, and moved to Ziggy's side, sitting beside him, she smiled slightly, "have you had any time for yourself? OR have you been in here with Zero and Aniu all day?" she asked, she was always telling him to go out more, she did, as she had today.

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Ziggy opened one eye, as he had been taking a short snooze, and then opened the other when he realized who was talking to him. He smiled at her, and when she asked if he had any time to himself, he shook his head. "I enjoy being with our son, it's almost as though...." he shrugged slightly, he had no idea how to word it. The thought that a weredragon and whatever Yuna was had managed to have a child was quite remarkable. Almost like a miracle.  And every time Zero looked at him, he realized: he wasn't -just- a miracle, a weredragon-unknown creature mix would possibly be destined for something great. And prophets in Meristirithe, the ones who specialized in 'Births of great ones' had told him that in the close future, a child would be born of his blood, destined to be something of a savior for weredragons. But, truth was, he might have more children in the future, not that he was sleeping around or anything, but if Yuna would want anymore children, it was indeed a possibility. So, he didn't know if Zero was the one destined for greatness, or one of his -possible- future children.

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Yuna nodded, and tilted her head slightly, "As do I, but.. I still get out every now and then, and so should you!" she said, tapping his arm slightly, "Zero has Aniu and me, you don't need to worry about a thing." she smiled reassuringly.

She could sense that he was thinking about something. She tilted her head int he other direction, and lifted a hand to his cheek, "Something the matter?" she asked, concern evident in her tone.
She knew he was still concerned about his uncle, Axel. She'd done her best to keep his mind off the man, with Zero, the job was much easier. But... she was still concerned for him.

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Ziggy jumped, startled out of his train of thought, and smiled at her. "It's nothing.... possibly nothing very important anyway..." He said with a slight laugh. He then looked back at Zero, he sensed an aura about him, more powerful than any he had ever sensed, possibly more powerful than even himself and Axel put together. He sighed thoughtfully, remembering his father's last words to him Even in the darkest times, a light will shine through.... sometimes fear takes over, and our strength gives out, and yet, we are reminded that even the slightest amount of courage can turn the tides of war...

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Ziggy seemed to jump out of his trail of thought at Yuna's voice, and the warrior frowned at her lover, confused.
Then when he turned his gaze back to their son, she knew he was thinking about something to do with Axel. Being around him for almost a year had told her much about her weredragon. She placed a hand on Ziggy's cheek and moved his head to face hers, "What do you sense about Zero?" she asked, "He's not going to be killing when he grows up." that was the last thing she wanted, a son who grew up to be a killer...

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"Not a killer..." he said softly, a slightly thoughtful smile on his face. "A Savior..." He said softly. He looked over at Zero, a slight hint of pride in his eye for their son. "There's just something about him... that may be the determination of our futures, for everyone, not just weredragons or..... whatever you are." he said, with a smile. "I sense.... a powerful aura, more so than my uncle and myself put together, and I also sense bravery, strategical thinking, and more powerful skills than I've ever heard of..." he said softly.

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Yuna's eyes widened, as she looked to their son, playing with Aniu, she couldn't see him becoming a saviour. Yet Zero was still a child. But if Ziggy was right... and he did become one...
Yuna would do everything she could to help teach him to fight.

She looked to her lover with wide eyes, "He's just a child... but.. you really think that?" she asked, threading her fingers through his and looking from their son back to him again.

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Ziggy smiled a bit. "I know it's true..."  He said softly, gently nuzzling Yuna. He smiled at her, to insure that all would turn out alright.

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Yuna nodded once, smiling when he nuzzled into her. Well, if that was how it was supposed to be, she couldn't exactly hold her own son back from his destiny, could she?

Looking back at Ziggy, she nodded once, "Alright, bit I'm going to help him." she said, sternly. She knew how to fight, as did Ziggy.
What was stopping them from helping out?

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Ziggy nodded, looking over at their son. He was thinking the same thing.

-Time skip, another month, Zero is now ten weredragon years of age.-

Zero had learned alot over the month. Ziggy had found that Zero was actually quite skilled with a sword. He had consulted with Yuna of having a special sword forged for Zero. Zara, a friend of Ziggy's, came over often to tell them what about Zero she had found out, one such being about the danger of being a weredragon hybrid. Zero wasn't in the room at this time, so it was safe to talk about it.

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Yuna sat rigid in her chair, she hadn't known there were any such dangers to do with her son besides his destiny of corse. She was worried.

She looked to the witch who sat across from her, biting her thumb in worry. She looked at Ziggy and then back at the woman, trying to formulate words. When they did come, she lowered her thumb and laced her fingers together in her lap, looking up at Zara.

She blinked, "Of what news do you bring this time, Zara?" she asked. Looking once again at Ziggy.

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Zara sighed, thinking, then said "I recently found that there are a group of elves who forge magic swords... If you can get anything with magic properties that can be made into a sword, perhaps it will keep Zero's demonic dragon side locked inside him. The only problem with this, however, is that when in battle, he must never let go of said sword, otherwise, if he lets go of the sword and comes into a broken state, which is the state lingering between life and death, his dragon side will come out, and thus he will be unstoppable, and as said before, with repeated transformations to this demonic dragon side of his, he would, eventually, lose his soul to that demonic dragon that, so far, lays dormant within him." Zara said, a blank look on her face. "The sword would protect his soul, but you'd need to make something that would, considerably, protect his body, like a type of armor."

Ziggy nodded, "What do you think would be needed to forge such a sword or armor?"

"I would suggest Mithril for the armor, black mithril is best, though it is incredibly rare, more so than normal Mithril." Zara said. "As for the sword, I would suggest either a demon fang or a demon bone, and some silver as well, to give it a more more sword-like look rather than a bone-look, make it look more intimidating." She said, "That way, not many enemies would come after him as long as he keeps a hold on the sword, or keeps it close to him."

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Yuna nodded with Ziggy. Still finding the entire prospect frighteningly odd. She felt it was her fault that their son had been burdened with this. But she'd never voice her thought to Ziggy. She averted her gaze to her hands, where she was stroking the fabric of her shorts over her legs. She was scared. She didn't want her first.. -and probably only-... child to die...

She looked up at Zara, "Where might we find mithril, a-and those elves?" she asked. Then when Zara suggested a demon bone or tooth. Yuna nodded.

She looked at Ziggy, "Far west of Arca... there is a place where there are plenty of demons. I could go there and bring one back... Does it matter what kind of demon it's from?" she asked. That flicker of excitement returning to her voice.

She'd lost that spark since Zero. She'd been to busy caring for him and Aniu to have much time to herself. But if she got to kill another demon? Now, that would be fun...

What she didn't understand, was just who was trying to kill them in the first place... ?

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"The elves you can find in blacksmith shops in Ketra, since elves are more skilled in crafting weapons than most humans, they should be fairly easy to find in such places. Black Mithril you can find in the center of blue gold mines. There is usually at least one rock in the center of a cluster of blue gold mines that harbor a good deal of Black Mithril. And I would suggest a fairly powerful demon, teach your son, for now, to forge his own weapons, let him take lessons from blacksmiths, since he is part weredragon, he will learn quickly, and since he has what seems like elf in him, he should do fairly well crafting weapons. Take him with you when you go hunting for the demon, the demon should be close to, if not at, your level of power. Teach him how to hunt such powerful demons, and as he grows more powerful, he will forge more powerful weapons from more powerful demons. And thus, as he gets older and his weapons too light or small to protect him any further, he will have better protection from the weapons he forges." Zara said, with a slight nod.

Ziggy nodded, "I'll look for the Mithril and make the armor, weredragons can sense things others cannot, it should be fairly easy for me to find Black Mithril." He said softly.

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Yuna listened to Zara, taking in each word the witch spoke. Part... elf? That was new. As if by instinct, Yuna raised a hand to her ear, tracing the shell of her ear, there had always been a slight point to it... but not enough to signify that she was an elf. Maybe it wasn't the normal breed of elf... or something along those lines...

But she looked up when Zara said to take Zero with her when she hunted the demon. Yuna nodded, she had been planning to do that.
Yuna already knew how to use a forge, she could teach Zero that...

"And I'll take him to kill the demon.." Yuna said, equally as soft as Ziggy.
Her blue eyes flicked up to where her Pinwheel sat, propped up against the wall. It was time to put it to use again.
Finally.

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The next two months brought an incredible amount of good fortune to Ziggy. He had found not only Black Mithril, but also gold thread and red velvet, a large sapphire, and enough leather to make the suit of armor he had been dreaming about since that last run-in with Zara. The suit of armor ended up looking like a noble's suit of clothing but with a horned mask, with a sapphire-jewel colored face-part, leather gloves and boots, and gold designs from the gold thread and the inside of the cape for the suit was red-velvet lined for comfort.

Zero, when taken on the hunting trip to catch the demon described by Zara, watched his mother take down several fairly powerful demons, but not one that attacked them was quite as strong as Zara had described.

Finally, One day, Zero sensed a great evil approaching, which turned out to be a large, demonic true-dragon. It proved to be powerful enough, and Zero watched in amazed fascination while his mother took down the demonic dragon.

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Each time a new demon had come their way, Yuna had made sure Zero was a good enough distance away from the monsters claws or tail, especially now, with this demon. It was big, and some type of dragon that Yuna had only heard Ziggy talk about.

But she didn't blank.
She tossed the Pinwheel with the same amount of force that one would throw a discus, leaping after it, jumping clear of the things claws, and laughing once when the wheel made contact with the dragons thick hide.

She leapt up over the dragons neck and wrenched the wheel from where she had tossed it, pulling the metal pin out, and letting it slide down her sleeve as she used the spikes to drag across the dragons back as she ran, slicing the thing open in the same movement.

She leapt down again, from the height that she'd been at, Yuna staggered and fell as her knees gave out. But was quick to stand again. She watched as the dragon flailed for a few more moments. Before stopping completely, falling still.

She grinned to herself. Turned her back on the creature and headed over to her son. She placed a hand on Zero's head, and nodded at him, "Come on, love. Lets get home to papa, hey?" she asked, wiping the blood from the dragon off the spikes.

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Zero merely nodded, smiling brightly as he waited for his mother to collect whatever it was she needed from the dragon as the weird witch-lady had told him she was going to, and afterwards, they headed home.

When they got home, Ziggy had just finished the suit of armor and had it hidden, for now, in a very good hiding place that Zero would never think to look... the cellar.

But after about a week, Ziggy decided to show him the suit of armor, bringing it up from the cellar, and lay it out on the table early in the morning so that when Zero woke up, he would be greatly surprised. Zara had told Ziggy that not only was Black Mithril soft and light and tougher than dragon scales, but it also stretched to grow accustomed to his body as he grew.

When Zero woke up the next morning and saw the suit of armor, he'd remind you of a young child on Christmas morning who had gotten exactly what he wanted. "Wow!" he had exclaimed as he took the sword from it's sheath, weighing it and other such. He had watched his mother forge the sword. And he had said it was interesting how some people could make their own weapons.

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Yuna watched Zero, her eyes a mix of pride and exhaustion.

She hadn't had as much time, just her and Ziggy in a while, they had all been so busy preparing Zero for... whatever was ahead.

Making the sword her son now held had taken a while. The work was hard, and she had to make sure the boy was watching her every movement. Every strike of the hammer. He'd be doing it for himself eventually.

Yuna reached out to touch the fabric of the armor. It was unlike anything she'd felt before. With her other hand, she took Ziggy's and held it tightly.

She looked to her son, watching as he tested the sword. Smiling to herself.

She looked back at Ziggy, and sighed, "Do you really think we can do it?" she asked. She didn't doubt her son, or her lover for that matter.
The prospect of failure was too frightening for her to process.