This is my first fanfic and hopefully my first good one too. This story starts at Badon, before Eliwood's army travels to Valor.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem, although it would be pretty cool...
1. The meeting.
(Dom's POV)
' I will not DIE like this!' My body was heavy. My breath was slow. 'If I could just hit her again...' I pulled my body off the ground while holding any moans and groans to myself.
"Why do you still fight?" She asked.
"Why? Because I ca- can still stand."
"Barely." She was right. 'I only have about 5 minutes of life left in me before I bleed to death.' This line of thought brought my attention back to the chunk of flesh missing from my hip. Never mind about the blood.
"I-I can't..." I fell to my knees, my spear to my side, and whatever pride I had left... or so she thought. She walked to me, cautious at first but she dropped her guard at just the right moment. I picked my spear up and in one quick and fluid motion, I thrust my spear where she was stood. It merely caused me more injury. She responded by ducking under my lance and slashing at my lance arm. Next I knew, I was on the floor, sword at my throat and she was stood on top of me.
"Surrender?"
(Lyndis' POV)
"...Alright, fine. I y-yeild." He replied. "H-how did you learn to fight l-like that?"
"My father tought me the basics. And my friends helped from there." The healers were already trying to pry his hands away from the many wounds I had given him to try and inspect the damage. "I'll leave you be. Looks like you need some rest."
"Ok. Thanks. OW! HEY! Don't do that!." After seeing how they treat him i'm almost glad for i've got Serra with me now. I turned and left the arena. Judging by the crowds reaction, many had lost alot of gold. However, Amy would be even again.
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"Good battle Lyndis, you are alot stronger than the last time I saw you." Amy noticed. It had only been a year but had I really improved that much?
"You were worried about me, weren't you?"
"Well, a little. Especially when he nearly got the jump on you, little bugger." She then murmered something under her breath about men with large spears. And it didn't sound plesant.
"Heya Lyn. Need a hand?" Serra had quickly ran over from Guy, who had fought the same man and consiquently lost.
"Ah, Serra. Yes please, but it's not much."
"Don't worry Lyn. Due to my superior skills," 'Oh no. Here we go again...' " I will be able to heal you quite easily."
"Is something wrong Lyndis?" Asked Amy.
"No. It's nothing... I- I just need to see that man again."
"Why?"
"He's not like most of the combatants. He almost seems... gentle, compared to the others."
"Lyn. He's a gladiator. He dosen't know the meaning of gentle."
I chose to ignore Serra for the time being. "And... He seems somehow familiar."
"Really? Is that why you paused?" Amy was curious now. It was easy to tell due to the tone of her voice and her expression.
"Yes. I didn't know who he was but, that face..."
"Perhaps he was an old friend?"
"No. He was not from Sacae. And with those skills he couldn't be a villager from Caelin."
"And Lady Lyndis hasn't traveled elsewhere. Right?"
"No Serra, I haven't traveled." 'Then who was he?' "I need to see him again."
"Alright Lyndis. But promise me you'll be careful!"
Amy ordered me to be careful before I could leave her. Maybe Dom could answer my questions. I headed straight to the nearest healing temple to see if he had been brought here. I decided to ask directions from the receptionist. She seemed a small girl, no older than me and long blue hair tied back into two pigtails. Reminded me of Serra a little.
"Hey. Has there been a guy brought in here recently? He had black hair and a long lance."
"You mean Dom? The guy you fought in the arena? Sure, he's just down there. I'll show you if you like."
"Really? Thank you." 'Dom? What a strange name.' "Does he come here often?"
"A lot less then he used to. He's really improved lately."
"Improved?" Maybe he was a villager, who wanted to help us.
"Yes. He said he wanted revenge for something that happened 12 years ago. He dosen't go into too much detail from there."
The rest of the walk was silent until we reached his door. She said that this is his room and promptly left. Who was he? How did I know him? What did he want revenge for? What happened 12 years ago? The only way I'd know would be if I asked him. I took a deep breath and stepped into the room. It was small and dark, with just a few candles lit. I could just make out a bed, and a small table next to it. Probably used for the patient so they didn't have to move much.
"Hello? Anyone here?"
"I am."
I looked to where the voice came from. I saw him stood near a window. The sunset revealing his features. He was as good looking as a gladiator could be. Short black hair, deep brown eyes and a body Sain would envy. He was wearing the same blue trousers as when I last saw him, but his shirt was different. It was a basic dark red robe which I was not familiar with. Next I saw he was wearing a small, silver medallion around his neck with a picture resembling an island of sorts. Then he spoke.
(Dom's POV)
"Hello? Anyone here?"
"I am."
I looked to the door. 'Surely not another healer...' What I saw supprised me. A young Girl with long green hair was stood at the door, looking at me but not saying anything. On a second inspection, I realised her to be the woman who beat me in the arena. A Lorcan.
"What are you doing here?"
"I- I wanted to see how you were doing."
"And that's it?"
"Well..." She was obviously nervous. Perhaps she had heard of me and came to finish the job? "I'm sorry for being forward but..."
"Don't worry. I wont hurt you. What is it?" 'Dammit, where did I put my blasted spear?'
"...I wanted to ask you where you were trained. I do not see many of your skill these days."
'Does she know who I am?' I quickly decided she wouldn't kill me, she would have done it in the arena had she wanted to. "I was brought up and trained on the Western Ilse."
"Why are you in Badon then?" She enquired.
"I wanted to train with people who were... different. If you understand."
"Hmm." She nodded her head. "I do. Do you want to spar again some time? Or perhapes you could travel with us?"
"Us?" More lorcans? Perfect.
"Yes. Me and some of my friends are traveling to the Dread Ilse. If you were willing to help us, we could help you."
"Alright. I'll be better by tomorrow afternoon." The sun may have gone down but it didn't matter, that smile lit up the room when I said these words.
"Really? Oh, thank you. We needed more help. I'll see you later and I can introduce you to everyone later, ok?"
"Sure. I'll be ready." And with that she left.
'Why are the Lorcans in Badon? Dosen't matter. I can now make my move against them.'
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Ok, that's my first chapter done. Please read and review. Any problems at all just tell me and I'll try to correct the problem before I update.