Fear's Demise

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I smiled at my uncle, a smile on my face. I held a hand out to him, and helped him up. He simply stared in shock at my new form.

"Hi, Uncle."

"F-Frost...? I-Is th-that you?" I nodded. "B-But you… you're…."

I nodded again. I smiled friendly at my uncle, who simply continued to stare at my tails. I gave a soft laugh and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Uncle, go with your brothers and find shelter. I will deal with Fear." I said with a smirk on my face. I clenched my fist at Fear's name, and a swirl of icy air swelled around it, causing small crystals to form on his clothes.

"But you cannot— You have not reached your potential. You are still young."

I gave a chuckle. "I heard from a wise man that a group of five young boys got together and destroyed the most powerful overlord in the universe."

His eyes twinkled as he looked straight into my eyes.

"You have matured a lot, Frost."

"I— I know, Uncle."

I pulled him in for a quick hug before pushing him in the direction of his training brothers. I turned to see Fear climb from the rubble of the wall and snarl at me. She gave a flap of her white wings, and shot towards me, her sword held close to her body as she shifted all of her energy to her hand.

I narrowed my eyes and jumped up from the ground. The sound of water being pushed filled my ears as Fear changed her flight direction towards me. She came closer, and closer, and closer.

I twirled at the last moment, evading her blade.

I closed my eyes and let my body go limp as I started to fall towards the ground. I heard my uncle's scream as Fear came near me again. I smirked as I heard the wind whistle around her, and her growls of pure hatred. She raised her sword and stung it down to me.

It didn't hit anything but air.

I had moved at lightning speed to the side. I was in a position as though I were flying, though my small pixie wings remained crisp and useless. I blinked, and my eyes turned pure white. A feeling of pure power overwhelmed me.

I felt the fierce durability of Earth.

I felt the scorching power of Fire.

I felt the swift speed of Lightning.

And I felt the overwhelming wisdom of Ice.

A warm feeling swelled in my toes and slowly rose to my chest.

Zane's PoV

I stared in awe at my nephew as he swiftly evaded Fear's sword. He smirked and blinked.

His eyes glowed pure white when they opened.

A small glow emitted from his body, swelling up like mist from his toes up his legs to his torso.

"What's happening to him…?" Kai asked breathlessly.

"He has reached his true potential." I uttered.

His body flashed, filling the room with blinding light.

When the light disappeared, I stared at a man who could not have been my young nephew.

The man looked at least in his middle thirties. His nearly white eyes shined with determination and pride. His white hair was in a strange style. The hair on his neck seemed perfectly combed and stood up, much like mine, however, it spiked over his forehead, covering his right eye.

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