This stemmed from boredom, and was written in a bit of a rush. Therefore, you may find some errors. Notify me in a review and I will correct it with all speed.

This is a short bit about Glen's final minutes. Divided into 2 chapters and one flashback compilation in the middle. Enjoy!

The dark red-orange wyvern flew low over the mountains of Carcino. Its rider, also clad in dark red armor, had a mission. This mission was simple: to find the girl, and to kill her.

Of course, he searched for one specific girl to kill. Worse, she was a girl he had met, long before.

The girl had three distinguishing features. One, she had shoulder-length cyan hair. Two, she traveled with a small army. And three, she was a princess. Her name was Eirika. Princess Eirika, to put two and two together and be precise. She was kind, gentle, and quite civil, to judge from his brief meeting with her earlier.

This previous meeting was exactly why he could not know whether he was doing the right thing. According to his Emperor, she had massacred the citizens of Port Kiris. This seemed so unlike her, he could hardly wrap his mind around it. Nevertheless, he still searched, if only to know the truth.

"General Glen!" His left wingman, a wyvern rider like himself, called out urgently. Snapping himself out of his distracting thoughts, he turned his head to the wingman. The wingman replied, "Sir! Down there!"

Glen followed his direction to behold his mark, along with her army. He had known it would be all too easy to find her, with his flying ability. Readying his sword, he nudged the wyvern down. "Glide down, Nerith." The wyvern obeyed, ceasing flapping of his wings to glide with near-silence. As Glen approached the head of the army, he turned in a wide arc to land in front of the army, with he and his wingmates blocking their path.

"Princess Eirika," he called, projecting his voice without sounding as though he was yelling. "Hold." To his surprise, the army did stop. He took advantage of this by dismounting, and approaching Eirika directly. "I have been assigned to find and punish the leader of the army that attacked Port Kiris. It's you, Eirika."

The cyan-haired woman now drew back at his accusation. "That's a lie!"

Glen smoothly replied, "If you have a defense, I will hear it. I myself doubt the accusations. I doubt even revenge could drive you so far." He motioned. "Speak your case." Eirika was interrupted, however, by a young, but gray-haired man.

"This is ridiculous," the brash youth yelled. "You honestly believe that rubbish? Carcino sent mercenary dogs to kill me, and you accuse Eirika of such lies?"

Eirika cut him off. "Innes… please." The one called Innes ignored her, but Glen cut him off before he could start.

"What are you talking about?

"What makes you think she could massacre innocents? You are the Sunstone, one of the Imperial Three, and you still cannot see the lies Vigarde is speaking?" Glen readied his sword to strike down this insolent youth, but Eirika pushed him back to the crowd.

She spoke. "We've no desire to fight you, but if you try, we will drive you back to Grado in shame."

Glen whistled. "You are observant. General Duessel and I have questioned this war. I shall put this fight aside, and ask the Emperor my questions. Afterward, I shall resume my duties. If you have lied, I will show no mercy when next we meet." He drove his sword into the ground, and motioned his wingmen to clear the path and put down their lances. "You may pass. This time." However uneasily, the small group passed in time. Upon their passing, Glen sighed. Another long ride south, to Grado Keep. There he would find the truth, hopefully.

"General! The sky!" A wingman pointed. Glen looked, and cursed. The wingman pointed at a purple wyvern, serpentine of body but for the two small legs and the large wings. Valter, the Moonstone. The absolute last person Glen wanted to see. Valter was a no-good, sadistic, power-hungry murderer. How he got back in the army, Glen did not know. He did know that the Moonstone had tangled with Seth, the silver knight, one of Eirika's retainers. He had been foiled in his attempt to capture Eirika, and would show no mercy should he spot the army. Glen silently hoped that they were out of Valter's sight, knowing that it was unlikely.

Reflecting on the Moonstone, Glen's mind wandered briefly, to back before this cursed mission had been given to him, before this war had even begun…