The Shadow's Mother

The Royal Blacksmiths

A/N: Even through I got no comments for if you want (Name) be named, so I gonna assume you don't and will update the book.

At a pyramid, where the Serpentine are looking for the Constrictai Fangblade. Pythor suddenly stop slithering, which causes Skales to bump into him. Pythor was still angry because he lost the first blade..

"Shouldn't we try to get the firssssst Fangblade back?" "We will, I have been in contact with ssssomeone who will get it back for us." "I ssssee, but if I may assssk... Why musssst we sssstop if the next Fangblade is just ahead of ussss?"

Pythor uses his Staff to crumble the floor beneath them.

"What good is unlocking the Great Devourer with the four Fangblades, if we're not around to see it? Get the boy!" "Bring the boy!"

Two Serpentine bring and free Lloyd from his chain.

"Oh, you're letting me go?" "Heh, only to fetch, my dear boy. Do step lightly."

Pythor leads him to the ledge. Lloyd almost falls, making him scream. This scares (Name)'s clone.

"Please be careful Lloyd Sweetie. I can't come out and help you. Something is preventing me from doing so."

The clone whispered. Lloyd nodded subtly as he climbs up.

"Bring me the Fangblade, and I'll let you go." "Oh. Whoa!"

He miraculously avoids all the traps. He looks at the pedestal, but it's empty.

"It's gone!"

An echo is heard.

"It's gone!?" "Where issss it?" "Do I still get to be freed?" "No!" "Ugh!"

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At the Destiny's Bounty, the ninja are trying to figure out how to stop Pythor from unleashing the Devourer while examining a Fangblade hologram.

"We got the first one, thanks to Shade here." "Just doing my job." "But there are three more. We need to ensure they can't get the others. They have a map, and we don't, so the question remains: how are we gonna find them first?" "If my mother was here, she could tell us." "How?" "My mother can see through any shadow, big or tiny." "Can you?" "sadly, no. I can not. Well, I never really tried." "Then try." "Not without risking my sight. My mother would have to teach me." "Oh." "Yeah, oh." "I still can't get over the fact that you were the mysterious Samurai. Is anyone else blown away like I am?" "We're over that. Can we move on?"

Jay starts speaking gibberish.

"Someone's a little hot under the collar." "It appears his impatience is because he has not found inner peace and unlocked his full potential like you and I have, Jay." "Great observation, Mr. Roboto, but Cole and Shade haven't found it either." "I don't care about finding my True Potential." "Why?!" "Because that's not important to me. What's important is stopping Pythor." "I got!" "You've unlocked it?" "No, I figured out where I recognized the Fangblade from. I have a picture of it." "Why a picture?"

Cole goes to get the picture.

"Oh, haha, is that it? Heh. Good." "I got it!"

Cole comes back with the picture and shows them the Blade Cup from his photo album.

"That's it!" "Back where I grew up, there's this pretty big competition where every year the winner gets the Blade Cup. My dad's won it multiple times." "You never told us your dad was an accomplished athlete. What sport?" "Oh, h-he's a, uh...a blacksmith." "He's a Royal Blacksmith. Mom told you guys she knew your parents. Right?" "Oh yeah."

Cole turns a page of his album to show them a picture of his dad. Everyone, minus Shade, snickers.

"That's your dad?" "But how did the Fangblade become a trophy?" "Well, supposedly, the Blade Cup was made by this guy who collected priceless artifacts. His name was something like, uh, Dutch...no, Clutch. Clutch Powers! Anyway, it gets passed on to each year's winner." "Who has it now?" "I don't know. I haven't talked to my father in years." "At least you know where he is."