I just had this idea for some time, but I hope you enjoy! (Marth's perspective)

Crossed Paths

"Marth, Your Majesty!" Marth's closest friend had arrived, Merric.

Marth stood up in surprise. He got of the throne and asked, "What is the matter?"

Merric stood there gasping for breath, "W-We have i-intruders! They infiltrated the borders and are nearing the castle!"

"What?" Marth stood there and wondered who it could've been then asked Merric, "Who are they and want do they want from me?"

"I am terribly sorry sire, but no one knows who they are, yet I saw a man who used a golden sword and wore blue armor."

"Very well, so then send in more all-"

"We can't for there are too many units dying!"

"I see..." Marth then quickly took out his sheathed Falchion and his shield. Before he had left he told his friend, "I shall go into the battle field and I hope to return with victory." He walked out of the throne room and out of the castle.

When he saw the outdoors it didn't seem very pleasant for hell broke loose. Marth saw countless number of corpses and his heart thumped with fear and agony. He knew that this war was going to be very brutal. For some reason though, the war was not near his castle and had move. Marth then had to travel to find where the war was on-going.

He looked for hours and found nothing except his own dead men. He decided to venture fourth a bit more when he heard men shrieking and fighting. Marth began to run and finally found the madness they call war. He saw his enemies containing snipers, archsages, lance generals, draco knights, a few bishops, and mysteriously one vanguard.

Marth realized it was the one Merric had described. He was the one with the golden sword and blue armor. He decided to get a closer look at the enemy for it seemed that he was the leader.

As Marth observed his main opponent from afar, he discovered that the vanguard had amazing skills in swordsmanship.

Suddenly, the vanguard had his back turned and Marth knew it was time for a stealth attack. He quickly, yet silently, ran up to him and placed his sword around his enemy's neck. Marth looked up and noticed that his opponent was taller than he had seemed for his sword placed on vanguard's chest. Marth's eyes grew wide and then was shoved off. He fell to the ground and looked up. He saw the man and he had blue hair and eyes.

Marth knew that it going to be the end when suddenly a wind archsage, holding a dark green book, came up the vanguard and asked, "Ike, what are you doing?"

The man called Ike replied, "Soren, what are you talking about."

Soren pointed at Marth and said, "This."

"He's a man who tried to kill me. So?"

"Look closer."

Ike did as told and inspected Marth. When he found a tiara on Marth's head he said, "Marth, the Altean Prince."

Marth was in total confusion. He wanted answers, so he yelled out, "Why are you declaring war on us?! We haven't done anything!"

Ike knelt down and said, "We are the Greil Mercenaries and we are attacking your kingdom for doing a terrible crime. However, the only thing we leave remaining alive, is your life."

"That's absurd! What had we done to deserve-"

"You stole the precious Fire Emblem."

Marth was in shock and said, "What? There's a second?"

"Don't play stupid with me. You have the one and only Fire Emblem that posses a goddess that was taken away from us."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I just want this war to stop."

"I won't stop this war until you give us back the Fire Emblem."

"Very well, but I will prove to you that this one is ours."

Before they departed, Ike yelled out to a horsemen, "Mist come on. You're the only one who can touch it."

A young bright eyed girl got off the horse and came. Her hair was an orange color and used a blue psychic staff. Marth was struck dumbfounded when he saw the girl entering a war, but decided not to bother. He led them down the chambers and there was the Fire Emblem hiding behind a steel door. He opened it and there it was. Marth carefully picked up the Fire Emblem and showed it to them.

Ike looked at Marth and said, "Wait. How can you pick it up without going mad?"

Marth looked at Ike with a confused expression then said, "I'm guessing your Fire Emblem does? Nothing will happen, so just hold it."

Ike looked at the glowing blue emblem and held it. After a minute of Ike's fast moving heart beat, it didn't do anything. He began to grow worried and felt pain for misunderstanding. Ike looked back at Marth and said, "So this actually isn't the one I was looking for. So then what is the point of protecting this one?"

Marth didn't listen. He was trying to hear the war cries, yet outside was quiet. He began to become anxious and shouted at Ike, "I've proven that this one is ours. Now will you please stop this war!?"

"I'm very sorry. You have proven that this one is your and I shall keep my promise." They both ran and saw it was too late.

Thousands of Marth's friends and allies had died and lied still on the ground. The air was still and Marth fell to his knees. Tears began to build up in his eyes for all that was treasuring to him had died.

Ike looked at the waste land when another one of his units appeared. The man wore an assassin's clothing, had a dagger placed in his right hand, and spoke with a deep voice. He said to Ike, "We did as told. Almost everyone has been exterminated." The man looked at Marth and saw his sorrow."I see you have the Prince left in misery. So where's the Fire Emblem?"

Ike stood silent and he didn't know what to say because he didn't expect this to happen so quickly. Everything that just had happened was his entire fault for assuming Marth had the Fire Emblem. Ike regretted for everything he had just done, but what about Marth and his own Fire Emblem?

Ike had made a mistake he shouldn't have and he didn't know how to make it up for Marth. He looked around the dead waste land and saw only two people alive, aside from Marth.

Merric and Caeda, the last survivors, approached Marth and comforted him. They got up and were about to leave when Ike said, "How can I make it up to you?" Caeda motioned her head in Ike's direction with burning fury in her eyes. Ike already felt guilty enough and she was just making it worse. She went back to help the miserable prince. "I'm sorry!" Ike yelled out. "Anything, just please, let me atone for my sins. How can I be of help!"

The assassin stood there and questioned Ike, "Why are you apologizing and what happened?"

"Volke," Ike had said. "I made a terrible mistake and I want to make things right, but I'm not sure what I can do now. I started a war, finished it, now I can't do anything to fix the damage I had done. Marth, I'm sorry for the misunderstandings I had created." He began to look down and felt tears were soon to come, but tried to hold them back.

Marth removed his arms way from his friends and looked back at Ike. He went up to him and said, "The least you could do is take us in for we have now here else to go and I need my Fire Emblem before I leave."

Ike looked back up and saw the short Prince looking at him with his depressed sapphire eyes. Marth ran back to the kingdom and entered the front way. He went through a series of rooms to find the emblem and when he did, he ran back out side.

As Marth was breathing quite quick, Ike asked, "So what about your kingdom?"

Marth turned around and looked at the sky encased by storm clouds breathing heavily. "Things come and go." He said. "Nothing is permanent, but not everything can be gone forever. One day, I hopefully shall accomplish that perfect and immortal kingdom." He looked back at Ike and smiled. He flinched for the prince was smiling. "Looks like its going to rain, so shall we go?" Ike nodded, but then Marth said, "Wait, where do you live and how far is it's distance?"

A sigh left Ike's mouth and said, "We live in Tellius, Crimea."

Marth just tilted his head and said, "Never heard of it."

"Well of course you don't!" Ike yelled out. "Took almost a month on foot and a transportation of a ship to get here. Also, when you gain your confidence and allies once again, how will you get back to your home land?"

Marth stood silent. "Never mind that, but what about your Fire Emblem?"

Ike looked down and began to clench his fist. He stated, "I don't care who stole it for that emblem is important to all of us mercenaries. I'll find them and kill them." Marth nodded in agreement, but felt a drop on his cheek and he looked up. It began to rain with slow drops and they both left the ruined city.