Elvengirl10: Hi all, I'm back again with another crossover fic. This time with my all time favorite anime series, Rurouni Kenshin.

Sain: And I'm here don't forget.

Elvengirl10: How could I forget you? We're partners. Oh, and before I forget, this particular fic is based off of the manga of Rurouni Kenshin as opposed to the anime, so if you notice a few differences, that's why.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem or Rurouni Kenshin, although I would like to.

Also, I am very very aware that this first part of this story follows the Kenshin manga very closely. It has been brought to my attention that this is essentially Kenshin with Fire Emblem Characters, not what I'm going for. As a result, I am keeping many Fire Emblem relationships and what not...unfortunetly, alot of them come in the Kyoto arc which is a long way from here. So please bear with me.
Cast:

Himura Kenshin: Karel

Kamiya Kaoru: Lyn

Hiruma Keihei: Lundgren

Hiruma Gohei: Laus.

One hundred forty years ago, with the coming of the "Black Ships", there arose a warrior called the Sword Demon. Felling men with his blood stained blade, he closed the turbulent Bakamatsu era and slashed open the age of Meijii. Then, he vanished, and with the flow of years, became a legend. In the eleventh year of Meiji, in the middle of Tokyo, this tale beings...

The traveller wandered the streets of Tokyo, looking for a place to stay, and completely unaware that he was being followed.

"I've finally caught you Sword Demon!" came a voice. The traveller turned around, only to see a young woman with long green hair rushing at him, bokuto raised.

"Oro?" he gasped and jumped out of the way, only to crash into some nearby boxes and buckets.

"This is the Sword Demon? What a klutz," the woman remarked, shocked at the clumsiness of the alleged murderer.

"I believe you are mistaken, I am but a rurouni that I am," smiled the traveller. The girl now got a better look at the man she had accused of being the Sword Demon. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and cross-shaped scar on his left cheek. He wore clothing similar to what a samurai might wear, and had a katana at his side.

"Then..then how do you explain that katana?" she exclaimed, " katana were outlawed."

"Well, I don' t think I could kill many with this," said the rurouni, holding out the katana. The girl drew it out and stared at it in shock.

"This is a reverse-blade woa dao," she gasped.

"So, I have proven my innocence," said the rurouni, getting up and dusting himself off.

"The blade isn's even scratched. It's hardly been used, if ever," the girl mumbled to herself, "But that still doesn't explain why you're carrying one."

"Well...I..um..."

FWEE! FWEE! FWEE!

"I've got to go!" The girl ran off, tossing the sword.

"Something is definetly happening," mumbled the rurouni, catching the sword in the sheath.

"Weak! You're all weak!" yelled the giant of a man, swinging his katana and injuring another police officer.

"This man is so strong..." the officer remarked, "He must be the legendary Sword Demon."

"This is it Sword Demon!" yelled the woman, leaping up for an attack. The giant turned around, bringing his katana with him. The woman's leap carried her over to the wall, where the large wound in her shoulder opened.

"Heheheh... Time to say goodbye, girlie..." The giant raised his sword and was about to bring it down in a killing stroke, when the rurouni dove in, saving the girl,

"Huh?...Rurouni..." The girl began. The giant turned to run.

"I am the Sword Demon. I use Kamiya-kashin ryu!" he called back as he ran off. The girl tried to go after him. The rurouni stopped her.

"Running with a wound as bad as that can be fatal, that it can," he stated.

"But I have to stop him. I'm the assistant master of Kamiya-kashin ryu. He murders in our name!" She retorted.

"Let's get that wound of yours looked at first," smiled the Rurouni, picking her up and running down the street.

"LET GO OF ME! You pervert!"

A few minutes later, the rurouni had managed to get the girl home safely. It was only a matter of time before her Uncle was treating her wounds.

"Kamiya-kashin ryu, Swords Arts Dojo. Assisstant master, Kamiya Lyndis," The rurouni read the signs on the wall. "Oro?"

"We were a small dojo with about ten hardworking students. About two months ago, the Sword Demon showed up and started killing people in our name. One by one the students left fearing the name of the Sword Demon. Even the townspeople refuse to come near," Lyn repeated her story, one she had told many times, "If he even is the Sword Demon and why he is doing this, I have no idea. All I know is that I have to stop him."

"Even now, the name of the Sword Demon strikes fear into the hearts of others," sighed the rurouni.

"Did you say something?" asked Lyn.

"Oh no. But you really should stop patrolling at night , Lyndis-dono."

"What are you talking about? I..."

"He's far stronger than you are..."

"But!"

"Is the prestige of your school really worth your life?"

"This style...Kamiya-kashin ryu...was created by my father, who survived the Bakamatsu. For years he struggled to create a style based on Katsujin-ken, swords that give life. Even though he passed away in the Seinan wars, he still left his ideals behind. And now, thanks to the Sword Demon, my father's last gift has been defiled. Such shane cannot be understood by a mere rurouni," Lyn sobbed.

"Still," smiled the rurouni, "that arn says no night patrol for awhile," He began to walk toward the door. Once reaching the door, the rurouni looked back.

"If you really belive in Katsujin-ken, you have a duty to keep yourself alive. And there is no doubt that your late father would want his only daughter to trade her life to protect his sword style."

Lyn just stared at the door.

"Lyn-chan, I'm done.." The voice brought her back to reality.

"Oh, thank you uncle."

"Lyn-chan, you should be careful around people like that."

"I know Uncle, I know."

The next day, Lyn and her uncle were shopping in town, when they once again ran into the rurouni.

"Oh, hello Lyn-dono, you looked so different, dressed up as a lady."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing..." the rurouni smiled. Lyn just glared at him.

"I'm going to prepare supper, Lyn-chan."

"Okay Uncle."

"Who is that? He was with that last time."

"Oh, that's my Uncle Lundgren. He's taken care of me since father passed away. He thinks that I should sell the dojo and go live somewhere quiet."

"I see, where's he from?"

"How should I know? Wherever Father was from."

"But.."

"Why would it matter? We all have things in our past we don't want to talk about, right? That's why you're a rurouni, isn't it?"

"True...at any rate, how's the hunt for the murderer going?"

"Well, I did find one likely suspect. He runs an ex-dojo in the neighboring town. He's a former samurai and a giant of a man. He took over the dojo about the two months ago, the same time as the murders started. But I have no proof."

"Don't worry, I'm sure everything will turn out fine. Bye for now, Lyn-dono." The rurouni walked down the street.

"I forgot to thank him, and there were still more things I wanted to ask. Oh well."

"Hmm, well, this has got to be it," mumbled the rurouni muttered, looking up at the large wooden doors. He knocked on the door.

"What do you want?"

"Is the master-"

"Laus is out right now."

"So he is Laus. This one thought his name was the Sword Demon."

"Hey guys. Let's get rid of this runt, he knows a bit to much..."

"Um...Lyn-chan," Lundgren began.

"What is it Uncle?"

"It's about selling the property."

"Uncle, we've been through this. I'm not selling the dojo. I'm going to continue Father's legacy."

"But, I've already drawn up the deed. All I need now is your seal, then this property will be min-ours."

The door opened to reveal a large man flanked by a bunch of Yakuza. Lyn gasped. It was the alleged killer, The Sword Demon.

"You're..." Lyn began.

"Darren Laus. My associate in this little endenvour."

Lyn immidiatly armed herself with a bokuto.

"I usually prefer to make a legal purchase," Lundgren went on," But your stubborness prevented that. So, using Laus, I spread the rumor of the Sword Demon and that worked wonders. In two months I've reduced you to nothing, This dojo will be a goldmine once I sell it."

"Lundgren says your motto is "Swords that give life" so why don't you use that sword and save your own life right now," Laus laughed. Lyn froze, unsure of what to do. Laus brought his sword down, slashing Lyn's already wounded shoulder.

"Mastery and death. That is what a sword is for," said Laus as he lifted her off the floor, by the neck. Lundgren made a small cut on Lyn's hand and caught some blood on the deed.

"This property's mine. Kamiya-Kasshin Ryu is gone."

"Huh? What is it?" asked Laus, turning around to face the man who had just shown up at the door.

"H-him..." was all he gasped, before he collapesed.

"Ru-rurouni.." Lyn gasped.

"I'm sorry I'm late Lyn-dono."

"Who are you?" Laus growled. "Another fool who's here to talk about "swords that give life" as well?"

"No. A sword is a weapon. Swordsmanship is a way to kill. Lyn-dono maintains a sweet naive lie," the Rurouni moved forward. "But in the face of such truth, I prefer Lyn-dono's lie, indeed I do," He smiled.

"Hey Lundgren, can I kill him?"

"Go ahead, he's nothing but a pain."

"Alright boys..." ordered Laus. The Yakuza turned around and faced the rurouni.

"Let's take care of him."

"Yeah."

"You sure you want to do that? Hurting more people seems so pointless," said the rurouni, but the yakuza persisited. The Rurouni drew his sowrd and attacked. The yakuza didn't know what hit them. One by one they fell.

"One swing? How can this be? Is he a magic-user or something?" asked Lundgren, completely in shock.

"No, it's speed," said Lyn.

"Speed of sword, of body, of reading movements."

"Oh, one thing. The Sword Demon does not use Kamiya- Kasshin Ryu, but an ancient style from the Sengoku era, that pits one against many. Hiten- Mitsurugi ryu. If not for such a sword, the count would increase ten-fold."

"Then that means...You're the Sword Demon," gasped Lyn.

"Heh, I thought you were nobody. Guess I was wrong," snorted Laus, dropping Lyn, none to gently, and picking up his sword.

"Indeed, if only this had ended earlier," replied the rurouni.

"There's no room in this world for two Sword Demons. I am the one!" Laus raised his sword in order to attack, but the Sword Demon was no longer there."

"Wha-"

"Over here," came a voice. The Demon was behind Laus. He brought his sword down, slamming Laus into the floor.

"I have no attachement to the name of Sword Demon. But I can not let the likes of you use it either. And now for you." The Sword Demon faced Lundgren. "Shall we test the sharpness of this blade?"

Lundgren fainted.

"Um..."

"I am sorry Lyn-dono. I didn't want to hide the truth, but in this case, it was better if my identity wasn't known. Farewell Lyn-dono." The Rurouni turned to leave.

"W-WAIT!"

"Oro?"

"Do you think I can run this dojo by myself? You could at least help me. I-I don't care who you used to be. I'm not asking you as the Sword Demon. I'm asking you as the Rurouni."

The Rurouni turned to leave.

"Forget it, if you want to go go. But could you at least tell me your name?"

There was a silence, then the sound of a door closing.

"Karel. Himura Karel. That is my name today. I am weary from travelling, but you'll never know when I have wander off again."

In the eleventh year of Meijii, this tale begins...

Elvengirl10: Done. First Chapter. Let me know what you think. Also, I know that Karel is completely OOC for this fic, he's Kenshin, so he has to be. I kinda based it off the Fire Emblem Six personality. I've written up to chapter eight already so updates will come periodically. Feel free to guess and/or suggest characters.

Sain: That means review. Please!