I was in my back room playing Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance on the Wii, I was using both Brom, Gatrie and Tauroneo killing all the Daeins of the endgame, using silver lances and silver blades like no tomorrow and Ike was fighting Ashnard until the game froze on me and I couldn't turn it off so I unplugged and replugged it until a surge of electricity came through me and I went out like a light. What felt like years, I woke up in a fort of some kind room with a young girl. If I had to guess, it was Mist. Before the surge, I had an eighth-of-an-inch extremely dirty blonde hair. So dirty in fact, it looks brown. Unless I was outside, then it was like a darker shade of a golden turkey. I wore a green shirt with 'I don't beg' in black and underneath it in white 'I negotiate' and dark blue jeans. I also wore glasses, overweight (239 pounds, if you're that kind of person), green eyes with 48 spots of brown and yellow half-and-half in each. Now, I'm wearing a yellow and white version of Boyd's armor minus the head thing and my hair grew to my shoulders, I also became muscular and can see well now. My name is Ezekiel but my friends call me Zeke and this maybe my greatest and only adventure that I will have.
"Care to tell me where I'm at and how long I've been out?" I said, scaring her.
"Oh, you're awake! You've been out for a week. My name is Mist," she replied.
"Is your father Greil, the leader of the Greil Mercenaries?" I asked.
"I am, and who are you?" Greil answered, coming in.
"Zeke. And where was I found?"
"Outside, with three steel axes, a hammer, three elixirs, and this fighter band."
Greil handed me my band back. As far as I know, the fighter band increases my strength and health slightly more the normal as time goes on. After telling them a lie that I was coming to join as a member of this band from a small fishing town in the briefing room, or atleast as I'm concerned, with all the current members with the exception of Soren that was in-training.
In the courtyard, Greil asked of me to fight Ike in a mock battle, and I agreed. After we gained our practice weapons, Ike held his practice sword up in his right hand and pointed directly at me, while I held my practice axe in my left hand and the tip pointed down. Never held a sword before, but it felt right as if I was meant for an axe.
Ike dashed at me, faster then I was able to block with my axe. His practice sword, slashed across my chest, only leaving a scratch. I swung the axe, which he ducked under. He slashed against my chest again, leaving another scratch.
I slashed at him with my axe, cutting into his left forearm. I pulled the axe back, as he ducked down, slicing across my chest for the third time. I then slashed again with my axe with all of my might downward, into his left thigh.
"Good job, Zeke. Your good with an axe. Rhys heal them," Greil said after a few minutes of practice.
"Right away, Commander," a priest said.
After the healing, Ike and I spent the rest of the day walking around and get to know with each other. Though I knew a few things about the blue-haired ranger. He told me something I never knew, Ike liked red-haired people. I told him that I'm skilled with creating armor and weapons. Funny, never even made armor before coming in this world. Ike asked me to create a steel sword for him that was light but strong. That was the point my stomach decided to say his opinion in the conversation by roaring to be fed. Mist came and told us that is was time to eat. When Mist came, I realized that I haven't ate since I woke up today.
3 days later...
Ike came up to me and asked me to follow him to the briefing room. As soon as I got there, I saw Soren. By the looks of things, he came earlier then expecten when Ike said his name.
"Hello, Ike. Long time, no see. Who's this?"
"My name's Zeke, Soren," I replied.
"I'm happy to see you're back. But what happened? I thought you were going to be studying for a while longer," Ike said after me.
"It's a long story..."
"What's the hold up? Get over here now!", Greil nearly yelled.
"Let's go. I'll fill you in later."
"You probably remember that Soren's been training with another mercenary group. Well, he's back now. And he has some unbelievable news."
"What news is that?"
"It's Crimea and Daein. They've gone to war."
"War? It...It can't be!"
Greil replied, "That's why I've called everyone here. Soren has some more information. Go ahead, Soren."
Soren answered, "All right. Take a look at this map."
"Ah. It's a map of Crimea. Quite detailed, from the looks of it."
"Yes. This is the Melior, Crimea's capital. Our base of operations is close by. Everything started three days ago. I needed to do some research, so I went to the archives of Melior's royal library. Without warning, the scream of a terrible beast-a wyvern, perhaps-rent the air, and the building was rocked by a tremor. I rushed outside and saw wave after wave of knights, cavalry, and wyvern riders, each clad in glistening ebony armor, black as night."
"The Daein army?"
"Correct."
"Was there provocation?"
"As you know, relations between Crimea and Daein have never been...friendly. However, the past centuries have seen only minor skirmishes, nothing that has ever approached the scale of this attack. It was brutal and without warning. Daein laid the capital to waste. I've never seen destruction on this scale before."
"A swift attack, devastating and brutal...A daring gambit, indeed," Titiania said.
"But if it succeeds, a very well-chosen one at that. Yes, the king of Daein would not hesitate to employ such treacherous tactics. What happened next?
"King Crimea's brother deployed the Crimean army to meet the attack. The king ordered his people to flee the city before the battle reached them. Fearing the worst, I also fled and made my way here."
"So we don't know how the tides of battle flow now, do we? That's all right. Word of the war cannot have traveled far yet. We may well be the first ones who know of it out here. You did well to bring us this information, Soren. I know some risk was involved."
"It was nothing."
"Daein has invaded Crimea...We may be mercenaries, but this still affects us."
"What are we going to do?"
"That's the question of the day. How do you see it, Titania?"
"Crimea is the closest thing our company has to a homeland The Crimean royal family and noble houses have been generous, providing us with many lucrative jobs. From a moral standpoint as well as a business one, it's in our best interest to help Crimea.
"And you, Soren?"
"I agree on one point: we are are not Crimea's private militia. No coin has crossed our palms, so I think we should stay out of it."
"So you would have us sit and watch as Crimea is overrun?"
"I would. Daein's troops are superior in both numbers and morale. The chances of a Crimean victory are slim indeed."
"But Crimea is ruled by King Ramon, who is known throughout the land for his wisdom. And his brother, Duke Renning, is said to possess peerless valor and courage. Daein may not find victory so easily."
"Valor and courage are for children's tales. In terms of military prowess, Daein's King Ashnard is every bit Lord Renning's equal. Victory will hinge on troop numbers and supplies, and Daein is superior in both. I think the outcome is painfully obvious."
"Curse you, Soren! Crimea is not doomed! If they can turn aside Daein's initial thrust and turn it into a test of endurance..."
"With the Crimean army both demoralized and ill prepared? They simply will not be able to hold out that long."
"All right. That's enough. Both of you."
"I hear what you say. However, we must ascertain the current situation before we decide on any action. We'll send a scouting party to get a closer look at Melior."
"Ike, I want you in charge of this. Assemble your men and get going."
"What? Me?"
"Titania will accompany you as an advisor."
"Commander, you must be joking! He's just a boy, and he's had barely more than a taste of battle. What do you expect a whelp like him to accomplish?"
"Ah, Shinon. Since you're so concerned, you can go as well."
"Wait, that's not what I...Blast."
"Who else...Gatrie Rhys, Zeke, and Soren. That should do."
"Father, wait...Why do you want me-"
"That was an order. Get moving. There's no time to waste."
"Yes, sir."
"Titania, I'm going out for a bit. I want you to give Ike some direction."
"Understood."
"...Yes, sir."
When we left, Mist came out with a sword.
"Ike! Wait up!"
"What?"
"Here! This is for you."
"A sword? Where did you get it?"
"From Father. He told me to come and give it to you."
"It's beautiful."
"This is the first sword you've gotten that wasn't a hand-me-down from somebody, isn't it? That's great!"
"Yeah..."
"Well, be careful! Oh, and bring me a souvenir! Something nice. I've never been to Melior before..."
"Mist, I'm not going on vacation. Sheesh!"
A few hours later...
Rhys, our healer, walked up to Ike and they talked but I didn't listen to it all that well until I saw a battalion of soldiers.
"Uh, guys, we got company! I don't think they're here to be our friends!"
After some talk with the, as it turns out, Daeins, they pulled out their weapons and started attacking us. I am the strongest in light armor, so I took point with Gatrie and Titania.
"Gatrie, Shinon, take the right while Soren and I take the left, Zeke, Titania, take the middle," Ike ordered.
"Alright, I can manage," I replied.
The archers, fighters, and soldiers down the middle were trying to kill me but they were no match for my armor as each hit bounced right off of me thanks to the armor being laced with metal for extra protction until I met a soldier with a steel lance. He landed a few hits on my chest, legs, and arms. Every hit caused some damage, but not a lot, but he did screamed his last as I slashed him on the heart, with his lance my price.
"How strong you are," the commander of the Daein troops had said.
I asked him, "What's your name? I am Zeke, of the Griel Mercenaries."
"My name is Maijin, scum. Now die!"
Maijin rushed at me in that heavy armor of his and tried to stab at me but I dodged all of them and I retaliated with a few strikes with one of my steel axes to his chest. The battalion general then aimed for my left leg, trying for a cheap shoot.
"Is this the way of Daein soldiers to win a fight when outmatched by a better fighter?", I asked while blocking.
"Be quite and bleed to death!", he yelled out.
After he finished yelling, I went to the left, forcing Maijin to stumble forward and fell. I then brought my axe down on his neck, his head rolled of without so much as a noise from him. His soldiers fell soon after his death without any casualties on our part. I walked over to Shinon and helped him to 'relieve' the idiots of their stuff after the fighting is over.
"I don't know...Taking out these Daein soldiers may have been a bad move. Um...Hey, Shinon, Zeke? What are you doing?", asked Gatrie.
"This swine's got some nice weapons. Besides, he ain't gonna complain. He won't need them where he's going," Shinion sneered
"Yeah, dead's dead," I agreed with Shinon.
"Shinon! Zeke!", Ike shouted
"What? We can sell them off."
"Get ahold of yourself! We can't afford such behavior right now. Steal from the dead on your own time," Soren ointed out
"What? You judgmental little-"
"Pasty white-"
"Soren! Shinon! Zeke! Stop this at once! This is no place for us to waste time bickering amongst ourselves!", Titiana exclaimed.
"Let's clear out of here. We have to tell the commander what happened," Ike ordered.
"Let's take this road. We should be able to cut through the forest and...Huh?", Soren said before stopping.
"Something wrong?"
"No, as I said, this road..."
"Wait! Ike, I just saw something move on the far side of that thicket!", Rhys said.
" Idid too!", I replied
"A wounded soldier, perhaps? Let's go have a look. Careful, now."
After a bit of searching, Rhys found something or someone.
"Oh, no..."
"Did you find anything, Rhys?", Ike asked
"...It's a woman...,"
"Leave her. We shouldn't get involved in matters that don't concern us," Soren buntly said.
"We can't just leave her," I replied.
"Oooh..."
"Thank goodness...It looks like she's merely fainted," Rhys said with a gasp.
"Right. We'd better take her with us for now and make sure she's all right. Give me a hand, will you, Zeke?", Ike asked
"You know it," I replied.
"...I don't like this..."
