A/N:

Dear readers,

Good morning/afternoon/evening! Here's today's post for 7/3. I'm not sure the length of this story, but once July ends, it probably won't be updated for a LONG while. Tomorrow will be chapter 1 for this piece, being today is the prologue. Please forgive the unusual shortness. From chapter 2, it should be longer (In other words, chapter 1 is short too...).

If you are expecting something "Twilight"-ish, please go else where. I have never read the series. I am also not a vampire expert, so, in general, I am making up my own rules. I feel the powers are a little more "Vampire Knight" (manga)-ish, just as a F.Y.I.

I did think of having Chrom be the vampire, since it would work as well...but... I really don't like Chrom x FeMU...

Anyway... I hope you enjoy today's reading. Reviews appreciated!

I do not own or have the rights to Fire Emblem Awakening or any of the characters.

Prologue - Legend

He was a legend, a myth, a fable. Whatever you choose to call him, that was what he was. Who had ever heard of a vampire serving in Naga's Holy Church? No one, that's who. So, many talked about him for centuries, the mythical creature that supposedly served Her Grace.

But, what was this creature's name? No one knew. There were rare "sightings" of him throughout the centuries, but only that, sightings. He was there one moment, gone the next. An overly powered juggernaut, who tipped the scales for the humans. Those who saw him would speak of the blaze of blue that swiftly demolished a vampire in one fell swoop. Then, when one blinks, double-takes, or tries to refocus, the blur was gone. All that was remembered was the glint of silver from a lance and the blue of his armor. In Naga's lore, he became the Sapphire Knight.

In reality, the Sapphire Knight served the Head of Church's family, known as the Exalted line, those closest to Naga, for fifteen centuries. Based on a blood covenant at the beginning of his service, he would only serve those of holy blood. Depending who his master or mistress was, determined the amount of freedom he had. Some, the truly kind-hearted and understanding, gave him free reign to do what he wished, others kept him always by their side. Most kept him caged, held within the walls of Ylisstol, the palace where the Exalted presided, and called him only when needed. However, when he never had a master, he remained in the castle, waiting for one he deemed worthy; partially due to the treaty he made with the Church, and partially because he feared his own power. He was a demon after all, he deserved no independence.

The Sapphire Knight chose his lord. If a man, or woman, did not impress him in a generation, he went without, be it for a year, or decades. However, he didn't mind. What was ten, twenty, or even fifty years to a man who had long lost his humanity and all he held dear? Nothing really, for he was immortal. He had eternity to wipe out the damn race that made him what he was! The vampires that turned him, at the age of five, into a monster and murdered his entire village! …Not that he remembered; for every memory in those first five years of life were gone, no doubt due to some ill side effect. Still, that was the explanation he was given about his demolished village, and when he later researched on his own, the same evidence was given, so it must be truth.

Other than his master, no one knew what he was. Everyone thought he was a guard or servant, so, to avoid trouble, he changed his appearance and name every thirty years or so, then killed off his alias; be it death, retirement, or even once, insanity. His lord was the only one who had power over him, because they formed a pact. The blood covenant, as its name intended, was made in blood. Although the promise and rules were written in ink, both master and servant signed in the red liquid. The lord had control of the vampire, by knowing his name. Although he did not have the ability to kill the vampire, he otherwise had free reign to do what he wanted, within reason. The servant, on the other hand, had a choice of who his lord would be. As well, his powers were usually restrained, only released to its full extent in battle. However, there was backlash to the covenant. If anyone learned of the vampire's true name, even close family of the lord, the master would die and the creation of the blood pact would be gone for a generation.

Even though many of his previous masters had given him choice to destroy the bond which held him, he chose not to, because the man feared his powers, and what could occur without a leash. He was a monster and had no wish for freedom. He rather be an attack dog then a wolf; he knew his place in the hierarchy.

His current lord was a young man by the name of Chrom. He had chosen the boy at the age of five. He had earnest eyes, a kind heart, and plenty of potential. At the age of ten, he made the contract, tutoring the boy in the ways of the world; sword, politics, nature, manners, and more besides. Anything and everything that would guide the future leader to success.

Now at the age of twenty-two, Chrom took his place as head of the church, replacing his elder sister, killed in battle facing one of the greater dead lords. The Sapphire Knight, working as the man's guard, currently went by the name of Luna; a name given by the five year old future leader, who only saw the man at night.

This is the last lord the Sapphire Knight would serve.