Prologue: The Fire Emblem!?

Disclaimer: Read Chapter 1 BEFORE you flame, hmkay? Anyways, I don't own Fire Emblem. If I did, this plot would have happened. Duh. I didn't bother putting a disclaimer on the first two fics because you shouldn't need one. I'll fix that when I post the next chapter so people don't eat my internal organs.

Two Laus knights, Josef and Midoty, were on an important treasure hunting mission. Supposedly, there was a certain "fire emblem" within the Ember Temple. If it fell into the wrong hands, the fire emblem alone could destroy the world. The temple's stones were red, and the vines hanging from the top were on fire. "This place gives me the creeps. . . Can't we go home now?" Josef was scared out of his wits. Early in his childhood his parents ventured to the Dread Isle and never came back. He was afraid of adventuring after that day. "Of course we're not going home!" barked Midoty. "What would the Fine Five think if we came back empty-handed? Besides that, we're almost to the center of the ruins and we haven't found anything yet. We must be getting close." "Eh? What was that?" Josef muttered nervously. "It sounds like another monster..." A fire golem approached from behind and attacked Midoty! "W-What is it doing to you, Midoty?" Josef was worried for his partner; Midoty hadn't moved a muscle yet, and Josef thought Midoty was under mind control. "That's its Arson Punch, Josef. A pathetic attack, especially for a final defense." Midoty jumped into the air and dodged the fire golem before cutting through it with his rapier. "It took you that long to finish it off?" A mysterious, sultry, woman called. "I'm ashamed that you've made it this far. But don't worry! Your deaths will be nice and painful... My name is Triane, and I am a druid. Give me your Fire Emblem and I may let you weaklings live..." Wait, thought Josef. What's that in the fire golem's hand? As Josef opened up its hand, he saw the fire emblem! "Tch." Tsked Triane. "So he didn't have it after all." She looked at what remained of Midoty, who was cut to shreds by her darkness edge. "Hm? What's that glinting in your hand, sir?" "L-Leave me alone! I'm warning you, I have a lance and a swordreaver!" "I see..." mumbled Triane. "Give me the emblem, and I'll let you live! I'll even escort you out of the temple..." "Never, witch!" "I see... Well it's more fun to kill you, anyways!" As Triane pulled out her darkness edge, Josef unsheathed his Silver Lance. "What do you want the Fire Emblem so badly for anyways?" "If you must know, soldier, it is a potent weapon!" "Thanks for the advice..." As he looked at his lance, he saw a coin-sized opening. I don't want to drop the Fire Emblem, he thought. I'll just put it in there. As he slipped in the Fire Emblem, his lance was engulfed in flames, and soon, so was every opening in his body. From obvious openings like his mouth, to less obvious ones like the spaces inbetween his cells, they kept burning until he was literally a living fire in armor. "Time to die, witch!" Josef lunged at Triane. "Fool. Not even the most sophisticated Anima Magic can scratch me! I-" But she was interrupted by the burning silver lance that had just pierced through her chest. "NOOOOO!!!! I CANNOT BE HURT BY ANIMA MAGIC! HOW- AAAAaaagghh! Artisoube, my brother, please... forgive... meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..." "You are now dead, Triane. Agh!" Josef's mind felt like it was on fire, like he no longer had control over it. "What's happening!? Agh..." Josef had lost his mind. He no longer controlled the Fire Emblem: It controlled him.