Chapter 1

A/N: Hello there. Welcome to my first fanfiction. Not much else to say, I'm uploading this at 2:18 AM so I just want to go to sleep, I'll make some larger author notes on the next chapters, probably. Well I hope you enjoy it.

Pain. A lot of pain in fact.

What the hell?

The back of my head is killing me, huh, it's wet, I wonder why. Also, why is it dark? Oh right, eyes are closed.

Eyes are open, I'm on the floor, there's man with a knife sticking out of his chest, one man hitting another with a chair and four others just punching each other, oh wait someone new jumped on top off the man with the chair and now they are on the ground. Not a good time to open my eyes.

Ok, let's think back to how I got into this. I arrived at this village after being ripped off by a redheaded beauty, who I'll get revenge on if I find her again, she just took all my money and for what, a crappy bronze lance. Back on track, with only a few gold left I wandered the village with my newly acquired cheaply made practically broken bronze lance, it might even be worse than a bronze lance now that I think about it. At least it's sharp, I think. Oh right, next nighttime hit and I wandered around until I found a cheap looking tavern, I entered only to find that it looks like the place bandits hang out at, did I say looks? Let's change that to looked in past tense because now it looks like a pack of bulls ran over the place, well not bulls in this case, but very stupid people.

Let's see, I had just come in and there was already arguing. I thought nothing of it and took a seat at a stool then yelling some crashing sounds and then sharp pain in the back of my head, by what I assume was a stray bottle, I fall to the grou-, wait a sec, I got hit in the back of the head and when I touched it, it was wet, I'm bleeding aren't I, I hope it's not serious. Well, after getting hit I fall and pass out for a bit. All In a span of ten seconds. I counted. Who am I kidding, I didn't count, but who would've? Who in their right mind expects to get hit when entering a tavern and counts the time until it happens?

Almost forgot there was a bar fight going on, I think that bottle hit me quite hard. That's not very good.

Well, might as well stand up.

And so I open my eyes, stand up and jump behind the counter, tumble might actually be the correct way to phrase it. Point is I'm safe I think.

I look over the counter and it's even worse now. I count five dead, two broken windows, a lot of broken things and one big brawl with weapons and everything. I think I should leave. I turn to leave only to see the bartender sitting very close to me. Huh, I mean, Holy crap! Almost had a heart attack there.

"You okay there?" Says the bartender who looks scared as all hells. I look over the counter again. "I can say I'm much more okay than your tavern is in this current state. Thanks for asking though."

Then suddenly a body is thrown over the counter and, oh boy he's dead. I thought I had strong mental fortitude for this sort of stuff, guess I was wrong, just look at him he's gushing blood all the place. Still doing better than the bartender, who passed out and is now on the ground.

I really need to leave.

I need a plan. I could fight my way out with my lance. Terrible idea. Make a run for it? I'll get severely hurt doing that, so scratch that. Is that a back door at the end of the counter I see? Is that a perfect way to escape? Yes it is.

I head to the back door but then, people burst out of the door with knives. Why does this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? Head the other way then, is that a window? Oh yes it is, time to run. While I run I look over the counter to satisfy my curiosity on the state of things and it looks even worse, if that is even possible, more dead, more blood, more broken things, that's a sight I don't want to see anytime soon. What am I even doing. I have to go. I run faster and jump out the window breaking it in the process and land on the ground, which hurts, a lot, I think I stabbed myself with some glass, damn, it hurts. I guess I got hurt anyways. Might as well pull the glass out of my body. I hate this.

Why is it hot all of a sudden?

Of course, the tavern is on fire, and more people with weapons are coming over. I can't take this anymore, I'll try my luck on the road.

Not a good plan. I don't know what I expected but now I'm lost. I search my pocket for my map, not there just some glass, fantastic, good thing I'm wearing leather gloves otherwise I'd have some nasty cuts about now. I'll just go over to the riverbank over there and sleep, I can deal with all this tomorrow. I grab the lance I had hooked on my back. It feels lighter, I guess that's because it's only half of the spear I bought, there's only the upper shaft and the pointy end. Now I'm lost in the middle of nowhere, no map, almost no money, and a broken spear, and bloody clothes that I forgot about. Fantastic. At least there's a river to wash my clothes. Ok, take off coat, take off shirt, take off pants, take off gloves, and time to clean.

I just have to wash the blood off, it won't take long. Ouch! Damn, I forgot there's glass all over my clothes. Screw it! just throw the clothes in the river pull them out, and let them dry.

I'm done, I'm off to sleep.

Augh

So bright. My guess is that it's morning. Oh what a detective I am. Ok, time to open my eyes. One, Two, and Three! And Four, and Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, and Ten. Eyes are open and they burn, why must my eyes hurt when I open them after I wake up?

Ok, I'm up and ready to go. No I'm not, I'm still sitting. Five more minutes of sitting never hurt anyone.

Sigh. I stand up reluctantly.

Good thing there's a river right in front of me, I really need to wash my face. The sweet coolness of water, it feels so good. Mhmm, now that I look at my reflection my hair is a mess. I tie up my hair in my usual ponytail, which I like to think looks good even though my mother told me it didn't, what does she know about style anyways, and damn I cut myself again! There was glass on my hair. Sigh, I can't catch a break, at least I didn't cut my head open while I slept. I'll just shove my head in the river. It feels so good, so so good. But the good can't last, because as we all know, men don't breath underwater. Well, I gotta get rid of the glass in my hair, just search for it and I think that's all of it, it wasn't a lot so that's good. Time to grab my belongings. Good things my clothes are dark coloured because I did a terrible job washing them, if you pay enough attention you'll see the blood, but I doubt anyone will notice. Clothes are on and lance is hooked, ready to go.

Now that I'm on the road I just have to keep going forwards until I reach a town, and that will be who knows when.

I'm lonely, I wish I had a cool companion, female, short hair, witty, beautiful. NO. Stop thinking about how lonely you are, let's just go on with my adventure, I still have to reach a town to get directions. Oh there's one.

I can't believe it. I slept outside when there was a town just ten minutes away from where I was. Damn my luck.

Well, might as well head over there. It's on the same riverbank I slept at, so how did I not notice. Well gotta head down to reach the town. Wow almost fell down, close one, heh. Wait, is that a body over there, oh yes it is. I don't think he's dead, he has white unkempt hair and a pretty stylish black and purple coat with some markings I could swear I've seen before. Yeah, poke him with your foot, great idea. Oh, he's up, he's not dead, please don't be angry.

The now awoken man looks around confused it seems. "Where am I? Who are you?" Don't look at me for answers I'm lost. "Don't look at me for answers I'm lost." Guess my brain isn't operating yet, I never was a morning person.

Oh, he stood up. "I'm sorry, um, what's your name? I'm … ." Yes? Go on. "I-I can't remember my name, I can't remember anything." Oh, interesting. I've heard of this before, emnasia I think it's called, no wait it's amnesia.

"Ok, Let's get this straight, you woke up in the middle of nowhere and don't remember anything."

"A-actually there's a village there so it's not really the middle of nowhere." Our mystery man points to the village.

Sigh. You just woke up not remembering anything and the first thing you do is point out that I'm wrong. Sigh. "You get what I mean. Where was I? Oh right, you wake up and don't remember anything, right?"

"Pretty much. No, wait, I think my name is Robin!" He looks very excited. Well I guess I'd be happy too if I remembered my name, I think.

"So, Robin. I'm going to the village over there, I suggest you come with me to see if you get any memories back." I point to the village.

"I'd be glad toooooooooo." He seemed excited at the start but he got less excited as he went on, I wonder why. Ohhhhhhhhh, he noticed the blood didn't he.

I better clear this up quickly. "Robin, form the look on your face I can tell, you noticed the blood on my clothes didn't you?" He nods and eyes me carefully. "If it's any comfort, I can tell you it's mine," That is technically not a lie since I did stab myself with glass and bled a little on my clothes. "In the village before this one I was involuntarily thrust into a brawl which got me wounded in the process." I hope that makes him less suspicious.

"Are you well now? I hope you didn't get too hurt." He's still suspicious.

"I'm well now thanks for asking. My offer still stands." I point to the village. He nods slowly

We start going down the hill but I think I'm forgetting something, what could it be. I snap my fingers as I finally remember. "Hey Robin." He turns to face me. "I forgot to mention I'm broke so you'll have to pay for your own stuff for now, sorry about that." The question took him off guard it seems, at least he looks less defensive now.

"Don't worry about it, I found a bag of coins in my pocket, so I can pay for myself." Oh that's a good thing. Good things seem to be pretty scarce since I arrived to Ylisse.

"Robin, you might want to know this, the country we're on is Ylisse." Robin seems to be deep in thought. "How big is Ylisse?" Heck if I know.

"Big." I say nonchalantly.

What I said isn't that funny, yet Robin clutching his stomach while laughing. He seems relaxed now, so I guess he likes comedy, I can work with that.

Robin breathes in, then exhales, only to then laugh some more. Sigh. It seems he got over it. "Oh, thanks so much for that apt description you have gifted me of the land we're currently standing on."

I have to keep this going. "Don't worry about it. And remember, if you are ever in need of knowledge you can come to me and I shall give thee more apt descriptions of objects and such." Great, now finish of with an exaggerated bow. Nailed it. Now Robin is on the ground laughing, yet again, who can blame him, I'm a funny guy. I think I'm a funny guy. I hope I'm a funny guy. Now I'm sort of depressed. Great.

Well, Robin is now just wheezing on the ground, no wait he stopped, he stood up and is now dusting off his cloak. "I think I'll take you up on that offer. Does it have a time limit?" Good question.

"As long as I'm alive I shall provide information to those in need of it. After all who am I to stop those who want to learn the intricacies of the world from such a magnificent source." Now exaggeratedly point at yourself. Nailed it.

"If only I could have as vast a knowledge as yourself." Robin wipes a tear from his eye. "Oh, it seems we have arrived." Indeed we have, and Robin seems much less suspicious after that comedy skit. "Let's go then."

"Wait, you never told me your name." I guess I haven't, now that I think about it. "Unless, of course, you want to be called The All-Knowing One." Robin I can hear you chuckling.

"I will graciously take up the title of the All-knowing one, but I feel you should also know my real identity. You can of course call me The All-Knowing One but my real name, is." Leave him hanging for a bit.

. . .

"Cyrus."

. . .

Nailed it.

Robin stop laughing, you're causing a scene.

"Ok, Robin. Robin!" I swear, is he ever going to stop laughing?

He seems to like laughing quite a lot.

"I'm good now," You don't look good. "How about we go get a drink?"

Did you forget I'm poor? Whatever, we just need some directions. She looks like she knows something. "Excuse me. Is there a tavern around here?" No need to look at me like I'm weird. Huh? She's pointing somewhere. Oh. I'm an idiot. There's a big sign that just says tavern, I have to commend the one who came up with the name though, it just says 'Tavern'.

"After you Cyrus." Robin opened the door for me. That's nice.

We take a sit at the counter and-. Wait. "Robin. Why are you calling me Cyrus and not The All-Knowing One?" You came up with the nickname, you should at least use it. Oh, he looks serious.

Robin rested his chin on his hand and started at me quite intently. Now I'm quite intrigued on what his answer will be. Cmon, don't leave me waiting. Oh he opened his mouth.

. . .

"The reason is."

. . .

For the love of-. Robin! just say it!

. . .

"It's too long."

. . .

I-I'm just stunned. I can't look at him right now. He left me waiting a whole minute for the answer! That's so long for a response. Robin you're despicable."Bartender! One of your cheapest juice!"

"Coming right up!"

"Cyrus. Cyrus. Look I'm sorry." Liar, I can hear you chuckling. "Soooo, do you usually massage your temple when you're irritated?"

"I'm not irritated." But, now that I think about it I really do massage my temple a lot. Ok don't pay attention to him, just look fowards.

Would you look at that my juice is here. And it comes packaged with my very own bartender. "2 gold for the juice." Just hand him the money. Now where's my wallet, I can't find it. Sigh. I'm not even angry, just, what's the emotion for this again? Tired? Let's go with that. Is that money I see there? I didn't put it there. Wait it's gone, along with the bartender. "Robin did you pay for my drink?" I ask without looking at him.

"Yes I did, now will you look over here?" And look towards him I do.

"You know Robin." I look him directly in the eyes. "You just got played. You paying for my drink was part of my plan!" No it wasn't, I just don't want to seem like I'm easy to bribe.

He smirks. "Sure you did." He doesn't believe me, does he. I wouldn't have believed me either.

I eye him carefully, and notice he also has a drink. When did he get that? I didn't even hear him ask for one.

Sigh. "Anyways. You don't remember anything? Anything at all?" He could've regained some memories while walking around the town.

"Well, I do remember this dream. Although it's fuzzy." I motion him to go on. "It's me and another person fighting against what seems to be a sorcerer of sorts. That's as far as I can remember, and everything else is still just a mystery."

"At least it's something. So do you know how to fight? You where fighting in you're dream after all."

"I don't think I do. But I have this big book." He pulls out a big book. It's a yellow book that is, well, big, as Robin put it. I've seen that somewhere before, but where. I must have a talent for forgetting things.

A thunder tome! How could I forget.

"That's a thunder tome, it shoots thunder." I guess he's a magician. I'm jealous, I was never that good at magic, even though I tried so hard to make it work. Magic's so cool.

"So I'm a wizard?!" He sure looks excited. Who wouldn't, you wake up and learn you are a freaking magician. "Yes, you're a wizard Robin. Although magician is the more common term." At least I think he is, for all I know he could have just been carrying the tome for giggles.

I raise my cup. "Cheers for you finding out you are a magician." Robin raises his cup. "Cheers!"

Dang, the juice sucks. At least Robin is enjoying his drink. Looks like he finished. "So, Cyrus, what's your weapon? if you have one that is."

Does my broken spear count as a weapon? I don't think so, but I've gotta say something. Since I have a lance, I'd say I'm a lancer, lancers are cool. "Well, I'm a lance-"

"Everyone give us your valuables if you don't will kill you!" Who in the heck is that? Bandits, three of them. Reeaaaalllly. You have to be kidding me! Life really does hate me!

I can't take this anymore. I turn around and sigh. How is Robin doing. "Cyrus, I'll take the two on the left you take the one on the right," Huh? Robin are you crazy? I mean, you left me speechless. "Once I take the one in the middle down, they'll be shocked, take that opportunity and charge the one I told you with your weapon, whatever it is. We have to be quick they're getting closer." Ok, Robin you are crazy, put the tome away! Oh no he's going to shoot. A yellow beam came out of Robin's hand and instantly killed the middle bandit, magic never ceases to amaze me, but no time to stand around if I don't do something or I'll die! Grab spear, rush bandit, he noticed, too late though, my spear penetrates his heart, he falls, gushing blood all over me in the process. I guess it really was sharp. Another yellow flash and another dead bandit. Dead, they are dead. I just killed someone! It doesn't feel too bad actually, people always make a big deal about killing people, but it isn't too bad it just gets your clothes dirty. I guess after that situation at the last tavern I got over the initial shock of death. Now that I look at the tavern it's nowhere near as messed up as the tavern at the village before this one, interesting.

"Cyrus! With me! Everyone stay here!" Well, Robin you seem pretty used to this, and I gotta say I'm glad you're on my side and not theirs. "Cyrus! Hurry up!" Right, bandits are attacking. Let's just follow Robin, he knows what he's doing, I hope, and- Oh my, the village is in shambles, so many fires. "How are you doing Cyrus?"

"Oh me? just dandy." That might not be accurate, I just went through a life threatening situation and I'm soaked due to stabbing someone in the heart and are those guys over there also fighting the bandits? Yes they are. "Robin, there are people over there." Robin nods and goes over, guess I'll follow. Now that we are getting closer I see the trio more clearly, one has blue hair, a sword and a cape, the other has full armour, a big spear, and is riding a horse that also has armour, and finally a girl with blonde twin tails with a healing staff I believe, and a bright yellow dress. Is that a bandit over there? Yes it is, and it appears to have captured the girl, great. Now how to deal with this, mhhmm- Holly! "Robin! tell me when you are going to shoot magic!"

"Sorry, but no time to waste let's go over there." At least he managed to save the girl, and the man with the sword seems pretty happy. Wait, is that what I think it is? Oh yes it, that's the brand of the exalt on that man's shoulder! That man is prince Chrom! They are the shepherds! We're saved! YAY!

Ok, we made it, and all of them seems pretty grateful for the save. "My thanks, I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't shown up. I would spend more time on pleasantries, but as you can see we don't have time. If you can fight we would gladly accept the help." So he wants us to help him. I'm not sure I'll be much use, but- "We'll do it!" Robin! Don't say we'll help them! Say you'll help them! I will just get in the way, for gods sake! "Thanks you'll be kindly rewarded for you're efforts." . . . Ok. OK. OK! I would usually not help, but I really need money and Robin already said I'd help them and they seem strong, I know Robin is strong, so I can just stay in the back and cover them, yeah, that's it, what could possibly go wrong?! Breath. The chances of me dying are low as long as I stick with someone else. No need to panic before I even head towards the fight, just think of the profit, you'll be able to get enough money to leave this damn country which has caused me nothing but trouble. What's the worst that could happen? Losing my life, but I really could use the money, so I'll do it! My mind is decided!

"I suggest against it," You have to be kidding me! I just had a serious inner struggle on this topic, no one is stopping me from going! Not even you, big Mr. Big Armoured Grump. "We have just met this pair and they could very well try to attack and rob us." As if, not even Robin would be able to take both you on, but the girl doesn't even have a weapon so we could take her as a hostage. STOP. Don't think about that, just don't.

"Frederick, they just saved Lissa, They could have done nothing, but they didn't, and that's enough for me." So Mr. Big Armour Grump is named Frederick, and the girl is Lissa, good to know. And by the way Chrom, you're too trusting, I wouldn't trust me, although that might be because I've become more paranoid after my encounter with that redhead merchant from hell. Geez, I'm still angry about that, and I will continue to hold the grudge, I just hate it when I get played for a fool. What was I talking about? "As you wish milord, although I believe you are too trusting." Frederick! don't interrupt my inner monologue!

Sigh. Robin, you look like you have something to say. "I have a plan, but I'll need everyone's cooperation," Please, don't put me in the front lines. "The bandit leader is at the foot of the church with what I believe to be two other bandits," How do you even know that? Well, the tavern is close to the church, but I didn't even notice people over there. Robin, are you really human? "There might not be that many bandits left, Cyrus and I took down four counting this one here," He points to the lightning-struck corpse. "And I saw you take down four. The village is not that big so only a small number of bandits would find enough profit in raiding this village, I'd say fifteen, so there are about seven left, although there could be more." He looks around and Chrom and Mr. BAG nod, I'm calling him that from now on, Mr. Big Armour Grump is just too long. "We will flank the church from the sides with two teams. The first team will be Chrom, Lissa and Cyrus, the next team will be Frederick and me, " Mr. BAG doesn't seem pleased about the team choices, but it seems he won't say anything. "Team one will take the left and team two will take the right. When we reach the church I'll fire a lightning strike and the attack will begin. Prepare for chance encounters. Let's hurry." And like that we start the mission.

At least I'm with someone strong. Oh, Chrom's coming over. "Cyrus, I'm counting on you. Do you have a weapon?"

I can't help but cringe at the question. "I have half a weapon," I show him my lance. He looks concerned, I would be too. "But! I have this sword I took from the bandit over there, I'm just not very experienced with swords." Now that I think about it, I'm not very experienced with lances either.

"Ok, just focus on covering me and finishing off stragglers. If things get ugly take Lissa and head over to Frederick." Really? I mean I'll do it, but are you sure? "Cyrus, don't worry about it, I can handle a few bandits by myself," He smirks and moves fowards. He didn't even let me say anything, although he looks pretty confident, so that's something. Not much I can do now but wait till our first encounter.

"Cyrus," Holly crap that scared me! Lissa, why would you do that? I almost hit you in the face! "Don't worry so much, my brother is really strong, so we can count on him to handle all of them."

"You seem pretty confident in your brother."

"Why wouldn't I? He's the best brother in the world." She seems confident in her brother's ability, but I sense something else.

"Although your confident you also seem worried," It seems she's surprised. "I never had a brother so I don't really now how it is to be worried for one." She no longer looks surprised, but a little sad. It looks she's going to say something, but doesn't. "You shouldn't worry too much, he's the great prince Chrom, leader and founder of the shepherds, a master swordsman loved by all." I look over at Lissa and she doesn't seem reassured. She opens her mouth and starts talking. "It's just that, well," She crosses her arms and has trouble getting the words out. "You see, my father died on the war, he left saying he would be back but never did. He was the exalt, the leader of a nation, commander of armies, and yet he died. He wasn't a good father, but still, it hurt, we were young at the time and when we heard he was just gone it was horrible, and when my brother said he was forming the shepherds I've been scared that he's going to disappear just like that. He isn't near as strong as our father, and if I felt such pain after losing my father I can't even imagine what it will be like to lose Chrom. I know he's strong and that he can take care of himself, but I still worry." She chuckled nervously. "It's silly I know. The great prince Chrom being killed, it just doesn't seem like it could happen but," She sighs. "I'm sorry, you probably don't want to listen to me talk about people dying."

"I don't think it's silly," She looks at me surprised, yet unsure. "You should be happy that you care so much for someone that you would feel distraught if they were gone. It's more than I can say for myself. I don't think I would feel that way about anyone, not even my family, It's not that they were bad parents, the opposite in fact, it's just that I've always been sort of detached so I hold no bonds. That's why I feel jealous of you, you clearly care about you're brother, and he would die for you if he had to, that just shows your bonds, and you should cherish them. I'm not saying he'll be there forever, but I can assure you that today he will survive, I'll do everything in my power to protect him, I know that doesn't mean much coming from me," I show her my broken lance. "but I'll try." I look at her and, she seems happier, still nervous, but happier. I guess I'm better at this sort of thing than I thought.

Lissa walks in front of me, twirls around to face me and gives me, how should I put it, a smile that could melt steel. "Oh, Cyrus, you don't have to worry about protecting him, didn't you know, he's the best swordsman in the realm. And even if he gets hurt I can heal him." She waves with her healing staff and smiles. Her smile is killing me, please stop. "Still, thank you, I mean it." And with that she walks over to her brother. I feel sort of bad, I know I told her I would protect her brother, but if my life is at risk I think I would bail, only reason I haven't is because I really need that reward. I only told her that I would protect her brother to make her feel better. I'm a terrible person.

Finally made it to the church. We encountered two bandits, Chrom took care of one and I the other. To tell the truth I'm beginning to get used to death, it didn't take long, I'm still not one hundred percent over it but it could be worse. Now we are spying the leader and the two others, the leader has a hand axe, there is a myrmidon and a mage, the mage is on our side and the myrmidon is on Robin's. They are just sitting there probably waiting for the other bandits to come.

Is that Robin in that building? Yes, yes he is. "Chrom, Robin is over there, it looks like he sees us. And he pulled his tome, his about to fire!"

"Get ready!" No, really Chrom? I thought we were just going to twiddle our thumbs and wait for the world to end.

Ok, breath, think plan, Chrom takes on the leader if Robin misses, takes on the myrmidon, and I the mage. Inhale, Exhale. Ok, I'm calm, super calm.

Thunder flies at the leader but misses, darn, now we have to fight the leader. We rush forwards, the trio clearly shocked, the mage fires a fireball but misses, the leader and myrmidon are heading over here, but it looks that Mr. BAG materialized out of nowhere and charges the myrmidon from behind, the myrmidon notices and engages him. The leader launches an overhead strike at Chrom, but he blocks. I wish I could do that, I mean look at that technique, that blow would had enough strength to cut a man in half from top to bottom. NO. Focus on your mission, the mage charges another shot and fires, jump to the side, that was close, that could burn someone really badly if it hit, crap he's charging another, I need to stop him! Lance throw! Yes, it worked! Well he's not damaged, but he stopped charging the shot, that's good, now charge him with the sword, he's chanting, too late the blade enters his stomach and blood splatters over my shirt. I think he's dead, how's Chrom? Shit, he's being pushed back, he has a large gash on his leg and Lissa can't heal him because if she got too close she would get killed. is still fighting the myrmidon. Okay, sword, pull out. OUCH. the heck the mage is not dead, wait he is now, I think, no time to check. Pull sword, can't it's stuck.

"ARGHH!"

Oh hell, Chrom's side was slashed by the leader. Mr. BAG charges the leader with his horse but doesn't get far as the myrmidon slashes the horses leg which causes it fall, now they are fighting on the ground. I see some lightning in the distance, that means Robin encountered some other bandits. Worry about Chrom now, forget the sword, grab the lance and charge, bandit hasn't noticed, lance enters his back and his arm swings toward my head with incredible speed, too fast to dodge, brace for impact, damn, the hit hurt and then landing on the stone ground hurts me even more. At least I distracted the bandit enough for Chrom to slash him. The bandit who is now sporting a huge gash on his chest walks backwards and has his back towards the river, it's still a big fall, about three meters till you reach the river. Chrom is moving towards the bandit, I have to stand, Oh I see double. I touch my head. Shoot I'm bleeding, no matter, walk! Can't walk, too dizzy. I look over at Chrom and the bandit is panicking, did the bandit just throw his axe? Good thing Chrom dodged, now the bandit is defenceless, that's as good as over. Might as well head over to Lissa to get healed since she isn't going to come over to me, her attention is purely on Chrom, I can walk now that's good, I think I can run if I wanted but that's not that good of an idea. Finally reached Lissa, good thing I did she was about to go over to Chrom.

"Can you heal me please?" She looks over at Chrom worried, but Chrom is drinking some vulneraries so, he'll be fine for now. I really need to carry some of those, I've got no idea how they work but they heal you and that's what matters. Even Mr. BAG is finished, he starts heading over here but Chrom yells over to him him to go over on Robin, I forgot he existed honestly. Ok now I'm almost finished being healed, it's a really strange sensation I can't really put it into words, Chrom is standing and is coming over. I guess he's wounds weren't that deep, or he's just that strong.

Wait. Is that? It can't be. Shit. I look at Lissa, who is too busy healing me, then at Chrom, who is unaware of what's about to happen. I start running towards Chrom leaving Lissa surprised at my sudden sprint.

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I really shouldn't do this! A fireball, not as big as the other heads over towards Chrom who is taken off guard by the sudden attack. He won't dodge it. He can't. DAMN IT.

Getting close.

Made it!

Push Chrom into safety, done.

I didn't plan this through did I. Well, I know what's coming, might as well brace for impact, not liked it helped before. How about I try blocking? Doesn't hurt to try. Why am I doing this again? An image of Lissa flashes on my mind. NO! No way I did this for her, I just did it because without Chrom I won't receive the reward, that's why I'm putting myself in this kind of danger.

The blast is getting closer and it burns, I can't wait to feel what it's like to get hit by one of the big ones. I can feel the heat burning my body and clothes, the power of the blast is also pushing me backwards. I see the sleeves of my coat and gloves being scorched. I can't feel my arms, that's good, that's two less thing that hurt. I feel like I'm falling. Now I remember, there was a fall behind me and there was a river at the bottom so that'll cool me, that's one thing to look forward to. Consciousness slipping, I guess I won't feel the cool touch of the river. Well, it has been a long day so I think I deserve some rest. Goodbye word.

A/N: Second Author note. I would like to ask for you to tell me what I should have done differently or what I should improve upon. Personally I think I should have spent more time on the character interactions, they felt too short for my taste. Well, just tell me what you think on the reviews.

And by the way, Cyrus is not dead. Just thought I'd clarify