A/N: Hey there! I know it's probably every fans' dream to meet the characters of Fire Emblem and be their tactician. I know it's one of mine, that would be awesome. Sadly, because they're not real and only a game, we cannot... But that's what fanfictions are for, right? :D

This is written in first person, the tactician is me (HEHE), but many aspects told in the story about me is not true. For example, location... I would prefer it if people didn't know where I actually live... Ahem. And the fact that I've never played any of the Fire Emblem games before, is false, obviously. I'm thinking I'll add a little buddy for myself that will include my Fire Emblem fandom. But personality, physically and mentally wise, it's all me :)

I was contemplating whether or not I should start from the VERY beginning and write it all through, because I do have an actual plot for after the the game ends. So, being lazy as I am, I chose not to. The story will start from the endgame, where we beat the Demon King. And I should apologize beforehand if I just suddenly spring past information on to you, like I will in the flashback of this chapter.

Oh yeah, I should mention: I already made up pairings... Even one for myself (hehee ^^)

Phew, long author note, so without any further ado,

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem.

Home Sweet Home?

"Yes! The demon king is finally slained!" Shouted a voice from the army.

"Well. His soul's been put away, at least."

Everyone was happy and ecstatic that the long 10 months war has finally ended.

Many lives were lost, good and bad, many homes were lost, and the land of Magvel was still a wreck from the destruction we had caused.

Everyone exited out of the Black Temple where the Demon King had been put to rest.

The bright sun glistened onto our skin as we walked out with bright smiles on our faces.

"Pline! You did it!" Forde said as he smacked me softly on my back.

"Ah, I didn't do much. You guys were the ones who did all the hard work." I shrugged.

"Yeahhh, Pline!" Ross and Ewan said as they tackled me at my waist.

"H-hey, guys. Stop it!" I chuckled.

Ephraim came up to me. "If it weren't for your guidance, we wouldn't have come here and defeated the demon king." He said with a soft smile on his face.

Ahhhh, he's so… Dreamy.

"Ahaha!" I laughed nervously as I placed a hand behind my head. I probably was blushing wildly. "Come on… Don't give me too much credit…"

"I will have to admit." Said a voice.

I turned around and was faced with that smug of a face.

Innes.

"You did do pretty well for someone who had no idea what she was doing." He sneered.

Ooh, he just annoys me. It wasn't the war battles and planing that I had difficulties dealing with, it was him. Everyday was spent arguing over the same thing. He's just jealous because I led the army to victory while having no experience whatsoever in this tactician thing, while he claims he's the best in Margvel and did squat.

I narrowed my eyes at him to think of a comeback to say but was interrupted by Eirika.

"Pline… Have you figured out how to get back to your time yet?" She asked.

Her question quieted down the rest of the army from their cheering as they turned to face me.

The question that everyone had been dreading from the beginning.

It's true that I'm from a different time era Say what? Yeah, it's true. Ten months ago, I remember climbing onto my soft and comfortable bed to sleep after a long and tiresome day. As soon as I fell asleep, I woke up in a field. "Ah it's just a dream I thought," but boy, was I wrong.

General Seth and Eirika found me in my daze and ever since then, I've been traveling with them. I didn't know how to fight, so I was told to stay back. But watching from the sidelines had made me observant of the battle, and slowly I became the tactician! Fun, eh?

I remember it like it was... Well, ten months ago.

-Flashback-

So... cold.

I sprawled my arms outwards to grab my blanket. Instead of feeling the soft surface of my soft bed and blanket, I was pricked by grass.

"What the...?" I sat up and looked around my surrounding.

How the hell did I get here?

I seemed to be in the middle of a forest, where I was laying, I was in a little opening field of grass, where specs of the sun's ray were shining down on me through the canopy of the trees.

Did I sleepwalk outside or something? Nah, that couldn't be it. I NEVER sleepwalk. Heck, I hardly move in my sleep. I must have been kidnapped or something.

I stood up and paced around the place.

I was still in my jammies; my baggy shorts and shirt and I was barefoot.

I heard some sort of clanging of metal and followed the sound.

Not too far away, out in an even bigger open field, there was a man with red hair seated on a big white horse, his sword was locked with a burly looking guy's axe.

This some kind of... Role-playing cosplay? I thought to myself as I watched them fight from behind a tree.

At some point I was quietly cheering on the man on the horse, and at other points, I was cheering on the burly looking man, whoever looked like to be winning.

Then, their weapons locked and the man on the horse flicked his wrist and the man's axe went flying.

"Oh yay, he won." I said softly. Then, to my horror, I watched as the red-haired man plunge his sword into the other man's chest.

Blood spewed out from his chest and mouth as he fell to the ground.

"Oh... My... God..."

I would have thought that after watching so much gore scenes on tv and movies would make me immune to the sight, but seeing it on screen compared to real like... It just wasn't the same.

I felt my face curl up in disgust.

Why did he kill him? I thought they were just playing around?

The man turned his horse around and revealed a young woman with aqua blue hair. By her side, she carried a sword dripping in dark red blood, and on the ground next to her, laid a lifeless body.

That can't be her real hair. I immediately thought, trying to brush the gory image out of my mind.

"Princess, are you injured?" The man asked.

"What? Oh no... I'm fine Seth." The woman replied.

Her voice was quiet so I leaned out further from the tree I was holding on to to listen in.

"But you look so pale..." The man named Seth said.

"I'm fine... Fine. ...This is war, isn't it?" Was all I heard before her voice fainted into a hush. That made me lean out even more and ta-da, I fell to the ground with a loud thud and a yelp.

"Who goes there?" Seth demanded as he help his sword up.

Oh crap. I'm done for.

I quickly stood up as the two headed towards me cautiously, Seth held his sword out and the young woman trotted not too far behind him.

"Who are you? You don't look like you're from around here. Are you a Gradonian?" Seth questioned, his sword was merely inches away from my face.

I held my hands up in surrender.

Gosh, I hope he doesn't kill like he did with that man... And what the heck is a Gradonian?

"I-I don't think so...?" I stuttered.

You get pretty nervous when you have a weapon held up to you.

The young lady stepped in between me and Seth and she gestured Seth to lower his sword.

"What's your name?" She asked kindly.

"I'm... My name is Pline." I said as I lowered my hands down slowly.

"My name is Eirika. And this is Seth." She smiled at me.

Seth motioned a hand up to greet me.

Wow, Eirika's pretty. But her hair color cannot be real.

Oh yeah, aren't they in cosplay? But... Why did they kill those guys? Where the heck am I? How did I get here?

It wouldn't hurt to ask, I suppose.

"Um... Can you tell me where I am?" I asked.

"We're in Renais." She replied.

"Ren-e-is?" I asked. That wasn't the answer I was hoping for. I was looking for maybe Toronto or even freaking France, any place that sounded familiar to me.

She nodded. "Renais."

"... And where is that?"

She gave me a puzzled look. "Specifically, on the continent of Magvel, between Frelia and Grado."

What? What is all these places she's naming?

"Okay... Uh..." Another question popped into my mind, but it sounded a bit absurd... But from their clothing, their weird places... Dare I ask?

"What year is this?" I asked slowly. I dare ask.

"Year 803." Eirika replied.

...

My mouth hung open as I babbled like a stuttering fish. Wait, stuttering fish? That doesn't make a lot of sense. Oh well! Who cares? This all doesn't make a lot of sense!

And thus, the beginning of my journey.

-End of Flashback-

Yes, I did learn shortly they were not cosplayers, Seth was a loyal general to Eirika, who was a Princess of Renais. And yes, that was Eirika's real hair.

Did they have odd looking colored hair back then? Did something happen in the evolutionary process that stopped producing people to having such odd colored hair? I would love to have... Natural pink hair.

Seth and Eirika were kind enough to provide me with proper clothing and let me tag along with them. I felt a bit useless because I had no skills in combat whatsoever. Everyone else had a certain class, and I wanted one too. Seth tried teaching me the basics of using a lance, but... That didn't work out. Neimi taught me a bit on how use the bow, but my aim is terrible. Ross tried teaching me how to wield an axe, but that weapon is vicious. I almost lost an arm. Not from an enemy, but from myself! Who knew hand axes act like boomerangs? Heh, I didn't. Magic was too hard because I had to memorize a handful of spells along with hand movements and I was dub "too stupid" to learn anything by Lute. Ah, thanks a lot, that was a real ego booster (I'm being sarcastic by the way). Natasha and Moulder told me that staves didn't only have to work for people of the clergy, but as long as you were pure and have good intention to help people, it would work. ...Ahem. I'm pure! Don't get the wrong idea, but I guess it just wasn't in my field. As for swords, Joshua always made it into a game of gambling so I didn't learn anything and Marisa got annoyed at my incompetence, even though she didn't show it, her wispy glares were all I needed to indicate of such. And dancing... Well, that was just weird. The clothes Tethys wore were pretty exposing, and she told me if I wanted to be a dancer, I would have to wear similar clothes to hers. Yeah... I rather not give everyone a sight to run screaming from. Without being egocentric, in terms of animals, my body is in between a snake's and a hippo's. I'll give you that to ponder about.

So, that's when I asked Colm and Rennac for a few tips. Back home, I was already sneaky-like; I would love sneaking up behind my friends and family and see the look on their faces when they finally notice me. And they taught me how to lock pick doors and treasure chest! I thought that was pretty cool.

I wouldn't say I'm a full pledge thief or rouge, my main job was being the tactician, but some of my minor jobs included unlocking doors, and treasure chests, as well as loot from the pockets of dead people. Argh, it took me a long time to get used to the sight of dead people. But that was war, wasn't it?

But, as mentioned before, staying behind them where I had a clear view of every battle made me observant and I was able to help the army in combat and strategically.

Mwahaha, it's like they're my pawns in chess and I got to place them wherever I wanted. Of course, that was a huge responsibility, carrying the lives of these people in your hands. I managed to scurry away with a only a few casualties on my team... That's a guilt I would have to live with.

It took some time adjusting to the medieval life, seeing as how I'm from… The future, shall I say? Though, I've never heard of a place called Magvel, so I assumed this part of land was what it was named a long, long time ago. Jeez, I need to brush up on my history. And the formation of the land didn't look all to familiar to the lands on Earth, so I assumed it was because of the Pangaea Theory. Aha! That much I remember from my social and science classes way back in the day.

Anyways, back to what Eirika was asking me. Oh yes, have I found a way back home yet?

I looked down to the ground and sighed. "No, I haven't... But even if I knew how to get back home, I wouldn't leave so quickly!" I said with a smile.

It was weird; a part of me wanted to go back home, but another part of me wanted to stay in this world with my new found friends.

My smile seemed to have affect on everyone else as they too, smiled and continued on cheering about our victory.

"I say," Ephraim said in a loud voice, "that we spend one last night together before we part ways."

Everyone clamored in agreement.

What a happy day for them. I thought.

After ten long months of battles, bloodshed, grief, and loss, they all get to return home.

But... What about me?

"Hey Pline, whatcha doing?" Ross asked.

"Huh?" I turned my head around to face him. Ewan was with him as well. "Ah, I'm just watching the stars. I don't get a clear view like this back home." I said as I went back to staring at the star filled night sky.

"Then you should just stay here." Ross grinned.

"Yes, I think you should stay as well." Ewan agreed.

I said nothing but shot them both a look. They came over and sat by me.

"So... In the morning you guys all head back, right? Ross, you're going back to your village with your father? And Ewan, you're going back to Caer Pelyn with Saleh?"

"Hm-mmm." They both nodded.

"And what about you, Pline? If you don't know how to get back home then you're..."

"Stuck here?" I finished off for Ross. "Eh, I wouldn't say stuck. I've been here for a long time now, so basically it is kinda my home. But where will I go, I don't know."

"You should come with us, Pline! Then, we can learn magic together!" Ewan exclaimed.

"Uh, no. She's my big sis', so she should come back with me." Ross countered.

Then two then began to argue.

Oh goody! There's a couple of pre-teen boys fighting over me.

In case you didn't catch that, that was sarcasm. Yeah, I'm a pretty sarcastic person.

Why can't Ephraim and Cormag be fighting over me like they are over Tana, or Joshua and Gerik, even though they're already kinda of taken. Maybe Artur and Knoll? They're pretty cute... Kyle's not so bad, if he wasn't so serious all the time...

There was some catch to fighting in a war, and that was all the eye candy I got. Tee hee!

Too bad most of them are already with someone or in love with someone.

Is it sad that not only can I not get a boyfriend in the present world, but I can't in the past as well?

My past relationships (if you can call it that) has always been me and the guy liking each other, but no one makes the first move. And eventually it just dies down... A bit third grader-ish, I know, I guess I'm just not ready to be in a full-on relationship.

Meh. It's okay, I don't need one. I rather not grow a strong attachment to someone here for that if I do return home, I'd be sad. But I guess it's too late for that since I've already build a relationship and connection with mostly everyone here.

"Oh! Look you guys! A shooting star!" I exclaimed, trying to break up the fight.

"Really? Where?"

We all looked up in the sky and watched a one lone star shot itself across the sky.

Beautiful.

I've never seen a shooting star before.

"Oh yes! Don't forget to make a wish!"

Wait, can you make a wish after the star's fallen?

Oh well, who cares.

I closed my eyes.

What should I wish for? ... Eternal happiness? Peace on Earth? True love? ...Home. I wish I was home.

I kind of felt regretful for wishing that because... I didn't really want to leave. But at the same time, I knew that that wishing on shooting stars don't actually work.

I opened my eyes. Still in the same forest.

I sighed. A happy sigh or a sad sigh, I couldn't tell myself.

*Beep*

Huh? Was that... A car horn?

I quickly stood up, and poking from behind the canopy of the forest was lights from a building.

There was a roar of engine heard above me and I craned my heard upwards to look at it.

It was an airplane.

Oh my goodness... I'm home. My wish actually came true.

But what about...?

"Uh, Pline? Where are we?"

I quickly turned around and there was Ross and Ewan. It was hard to see their faces because the forest was dark and the only light source was the dim stars in the sky and the moon.

Behind them, walked the rest of the army. Ephraim, Eirika, Seth, Forde, Kyle, Gilliam, Vanessa, Inness, Amelia, Franz, Duessel... From the looks of it, everyone!

I stared gapingly at them.

"Yeah... Where are we?" Forde asked.

I didn't know if I should be happy or not. I was glad I was home, even more ecstatic that they were with me, but a bit worried they were here.

Why are they here?

"You guys... We're in my time. The future! Why you guys are here... I don't know."

"Did you do anything in particular the moment... This happened?" Ephraim asked as he walked up to me.

I shook my head. "Wait, well... It's silly, but I did wish on a shooting star to be home... And well I'm home. Along with you guys."

"Uh oh..." We all turned our attention to Ewan who had a guilty look on his face.

"I kinda... Wished that you'd stay with us forever..." He said sheepishly.

"Oh, this is interesting. With the combination of Pline's wish of returning home and Ewan's wish on her being with us forever, we are now in Pline's world." Lute said.

"So uh, is this a good thing, or a bad thing?" Rennac asked.

"I'm not too sure." said a voice.

Then they all started muttering to themselves.

Oh boy... What am I going to do?

A/N: Weeeee. That was fun writing. Any feedback is wanted; constructive criticism, a little comment, all that sorts.

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