Assassin's heaven
By: Leilora
Well… this is my first fanfic hope ya'll like it -
Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem or anything for that matter… so don't sue me…
Now... on with the story… mwahahahahahahahaha!!
Chapter 1: My Lost
Run… his breathing was harsh…
Run… his legs grew tired…
Run… an arrow pierced his arm…
Run… he was losing consciousness…
Run… she was gone…
His eyes burned with anger and hatred. He sighed and continued through the forest. Clenching and unclenching his hands he remembered her. Deep within those crimson orbs of his was hidden sorrow and guilt. It took all of his will power not to let his tears fall. He shook his head attempting to forget everything. He turned his head left and right… they were there. They chased him with great skill and speed. He looked back straight forward and what he saw caught him off guard. He felt a great surge of pain as he fell backwards on impact. An arrow was lodged at the right part of his chest. He mustered all his remaining strength to get up. They now surrounded him with vicious looks upon their faces.
"You will pain for your traitorous ways" one of them said
Silence followed as they came closer to him. Their hands gripped their swords, some their bows and others their axes. He tried to estimate how many there were. Twenty he said to himself. This seemed hopeless and he knew that his death was coming. Abruptly, silence broke. Even though his vision blurred he saw her, he saw her clearly. No… he thought to himself as crystalline tears fell. There she was, being dragged inhumanely.
"Don't touch her…" he said coldly
His command was ignored and the assassin merely shoved her lifeless corpse away. At that point, he lost all sense of control, all sense of reason… he lost his humanity. He became the monster that he was once. He stood up with not a care in the world. He took the arrow lodged in his chest and pulled it out. He felt nothing, no pain, no fear. He unsheathed his daggers and grasped them with great handling. He was now in a defensive stance and they wasted to time dealing with him. As soon as they stroke, he vanished. This left them vexed and confused. They surveyed the area carefully. Stillness remained and it caused an eerie feeling to all. Suddenly a man screamed. There at the middle of the clearing was a decapitated head of a man. They're eyes widened in fear and shock but one took charge.
"Pull yourself together… he's just a man" he commanded
They took their defensive positions and unexpectedly there he was in the middle; the man who had lost everything, the man who was now nothing but a monster. He rushed head on; not even bothering to evade the arrows that came his way. He cared not whether he would die this day… as long as they would. He slashed at the man who attacked him, killing him instantly. He leapt through the air and took care of the archer that hid in the trees. He dived down at the swordsman and axe wielder decapitating both of their heads. He did a flip kick and knocked a man down. He bowed down evading another man's attack. He took a deep breathe before spinning to face his attacker. He stabbed his killing edge deep within this man's heart and he heard a soundly 'ahh". He pulled his sword out with no mercy or pity. He watched as this assassin died. After which, he looked back at this gang of assassins. He attacked, spinning, leaping, evading, killing every single one of them with no sympathy, no compassion… no emotion.
The sun had set and the battle was finally over. The carmine haired man laid in the middle of the bloodshed. His eyes opened slowly and he caught sight of her. Emotion, he felt it. Sorrow, guilt and a tinge of happiness came over him. He tried to crawl his way to her, to his beautiful fiancé. He felt her cold hands and his tears came. A few minutes later he held her in his arms. No longer could he bear the loss that he felt. He felt sorrow because she was no longer there, because he would never have a future with her… because she was gone. He felt guilt because he could not protect her and because she gave her life for his. He felt happiness because at least now, she would be in peace.
He smoothed a lock of chartreuse hair from her face. He held her as tight as he could. She gave him hope, a purpose… she gave him life. But now, she was gone. He never admitted that he loved her… even when he proposed and now… he regretted it greatly. He whispered it in her ear… he whispered the words that he could never say but always kept in his heart.
"I love you" he whispered softly. He looked at her lovingly and forced a smile
He said this louder, prouder and certainly with more emotion.
"I love you Nino"
He repeated this like a chant until darkness took him. Until the almighty Angel of Death was lulled by endless tears that took him into the confines of sweet slumber.
Hope ya like it… please review… and there's a continuation (if ya'll like me too continue it)