SuperLyn: Hi all my great friends out there! It's me, SuperLyn, and I'm
just releasing my first fic. In case you couldn't tell, it's Fire Emblem.
Fiora: Good. Maybe now we can see what kind of skills you have.
Serra: This should be fun.
Rebecca: I can't wait.
SuperLyn: Thanks girls. Well, this is my first fic, so give me some slack. Also, a few of you might note that I write like everyone's favorite author, DarkLink313 (he's awesome). Well, this is because, quite simply, I try my best to make sure I come close to him in skill. Oh, and he's letting me use one of his characters as a muse. Come on out, Lance!
Lance: Hi everyone. What the...?
Fiora: What a dreamboat...
Serra: Cutie!
Rebecca: And I thought Wil was hot...
SuperLyn: Back off ladies, he's mine!
Lance: Please, please, there's plenty of me to go around. Uh...or...maybe not...ah!
Girls: *leap on Lance*
Lance: I'm drowning! Help me!
*Note to Readers*: Lance is the OC in this fic. If you wish to learn more about him, check out DarkLink313's FF-Zero fanfic when he reposts it this week. I even asked DL for a complete detailed description of Lance's battle prowess to obtain the best authenticity I could use.
Chapter 1: Lyn's Newfound Partner
Lyn woke up that morning and went about her daily routine: Took a long, warm shower; ate a hearty breakfast; got dressed in her Sacaen uniform; the usual. After she was finished, she went for a walk outside and lay herself down on the edge of a hill, looking up at the clouds.
"What a beautiful day for cloud-gazing." Lyn smiled, "Now that's a hobby I can get used to."
It had been one year since the defeat of Nergal, and the entire army of fighters had split up to return to their daily lives, but Lyn only really cared about the ones that were closest to her own life. Kent and Sain returned to Caelin, now under Lord Hector's rule; Wil was married to Rebecca, who turned out to be the proverbial 'girl next door', and they returned to Pharae; Florina and her sisters, Fiora and Farina, returned to Ilia; and the tactician, Allyson, returned to wherever she may have come from. Lyn found herself missing them all. Sain's flirtatious antics (always good for a laugh); Kent's slow-witted seriousness; Florina's adorable mannerism; Wil's cooking, her favorite; and of course, Allyson's pure intellect that made her who she was.
Lyn stared up at the clouds as she always did this time of day. It had become part of her daily routine, and it gave her time to think. Despite rumors that floated across the group long ago, she had no feelings for anyone amongst them. Eliwood, lucky for him, managed to find someone else in the form of good old Ninian. Rath, however, turned out to be worse than Sain, but he kept it hidden until the last minute. And Hector, he was the exact opposite of the kind of guy Lyn actually would like. He was brutish, loud, and inconsiderate; he had no manners, and was very bad when talking to women, even worse than Sain, who at least knew how to throw a compliment or two when he threw himself at girls. Hector and Lyn were the worse possible combination, even more so than the rumored couple of Serra and Erk.
After an hour of pointing out clouds to herself, Lyn set about the next part of her daily routine: training. She stood up, brushed some grass and dirt off of her backside, and finally walked towards the open field at the foot of the hill. The field was always the best spot for training, because it was wide open and very isolated from the rest of the Sacaen fields. She drew her Sol Katti, her favorite weapon as of late, and got into a battle stance. With slash after slash after slash, her strength grew from wielding the weapon. After two long, sweaty hours of boring swinging, Lyn sheathed her sword. She hated having to train like this. It was boring, slightly tiring, and didn't really do anything more than build her strength. It didn't seem to help her speed much, nor her dodging ability. What she missed most about the good old days was always having a training partner. Usually it was Guy; occasionally it was Sain, and sometimes Raven, offered a helping hand. No matter who it was, she always had a training partner. Now, good sword users were few and far between.
Lyn let out a heavy sigh and decided to continue her daily routine. Next on the 'to do list': going into town and buying dinner for the night. Lyn had always been a terrible cook, and Allyson thankfully knew somewhat how to make a meal. Sain was even better than that, and Wil, well, he topped everyone she had ever had the pleasure to sample. So, as of late, she had been going into town and buying food from the local restaurant there every single day.
Lyn hated having to go to town, but the restaurant did not deliver outside the city gates. Lyn had one good reason for hating the trip: the stares. Lyn had grown accustomed to being stared at by the men and women of the city. Men gazed hungrily at her body in ways that not even Rath and Sain had done. Women gazed at her enviously, and sometimes angrily, because she had the body that all the women wanted to have and all the men wanted to be with. Lyn had luckily learned to ignore the stares and got used to it. Of course, she never had to go through what she was going to go through tonight.
Walking home, full on the delicious food from the restaurant, Lyn passed by a dark alley. It was the same alley she always passed, and she never gave it a second thought. Well, tonight she wished she had chosen another path home.
A hand shot forth from the alley and wrapped around her mouth while someone got behind her and stuck a knife to her back.
"Okay girlie, you're coming with me. Make no noise, and I won't kill you..." breathed a cold voice.
Lyn tried to struggle, but whoever this man was, he was strong. Tough too, since even with a sharp elbow to his ribs, the man didn't flinch.
"Struggle all you like girl. I'm more powerful than you'd think."
Lyn tried, but the man overpowered her more now that she was putting up a fight, albeit a bad one. He began to drag her back into the alley when Lyn's eyes lit up.
Someone, a young boy, was walking by eating a donut (yes, they had donuts). He had wavy, sky blue hair and a pair of sapphire blue eyes. He was wearing a blue vest-shirt with a blue t-shirt underneath (yes, they had t-shirts too), and a long, dark blue cape flowing behind him. At his side was a sheath for a rapier, and from the look of him, he was a fighter through and through.
Lyn bit the man's fingers causing him to remove his hand just long enough for Lyn.
"Help!" she screamed, "Help me!"
The boy turned to face the voice and he dropped the donut as he saw Lyn struggle with the man.
"Hang on!" he called, "I'm coming!"
"Blast it! Stupid girl!" the man mumbled as he backed off and ran away. The young boy, who Lyn judged was her age, came to her side and knelt down beside her.
"Are you alright?" he asked, "Did that guy hurt you?"
"No...no he didn't..." Lyn breathed, a little afraid for the first time in her life, "Thanks."
"Don't mention it. I don't like guys like that. The way I see it..." he explained as he helped Lyn to her feet, "...if a man wants to be with a girl, he should do it the honorable way: flirting and seducing."
"You sound like an old friend of mine." Lyn laughed, "Thanks for the help. My name is Lyn."
"Pleased to meet you Lyn." The man said as he kissed her hand, "The name's Lance. I'm sort of a man-for-hire, if you want to get technical."
"Really? Say, I have a great job for you then." Lyn said, "Why don't you be my training partner. You have a weapon, perhaps you can help me get better with mine."
"Well, no offense, but I don't usually work for nobodies. I may be a man-for-hire, but I work for the big shots."
"I'll pay you." Lyn offered, "I'm the former Lady of Caelin."
"'Former'?"
"Well, I recently turned rule over to Ostia. I couldn't stand being a ruler any longer. I like the fields too much."
"Is that so?" Lance said as he stroked his chin, "Well, I suppose in this case I can make an exception. You are, after all, a 'former' big shot. Besides, I've been out of work for quite a while now. I could use some work."
"So you'll do it?"
"Sure. Where should I meet you?"
"Well, that's a bit of a problem. I don't like to meet in the city. It's too easy to lose a person. So, I'll show you where I live, and you can meet me there in the morning."
"I suppose that'll work." He smiled, "Okay then, lead the way."
Lyn walked Lance to her Ger on the fields of Sacae and finished instructing him.
"Be here at, oh say, noon. I'll be up by then."
"Noon it is. See you then, boss." Lance smiled.
With a wave, he was off back to town, glad that he finally found a job.
"Nice guy." Lyn said to herself as she finally entered her Ger, "Let's just hope he can fight."
*****
Lyn woke the next morning with a familiar face over her bed. Of course, seeing him over her bed while she had nothing on wasn't the greatest way to wake up.
"Ah!" she screamed as she clutched her covers tight, "Why are you here, Lance?"
"Thought we'd get an early start." Lance said as he walked over to the nearby table, "If you really want to get better, you should start earlier."
"Why didn't you say it last night!?"
"Well, it's also better to expect the unexpected. Helps in battle."
"Right...well, that's all well and good, but I'm YOUR employer, so you have to tell me these things..."
"Sure, boss, won't happen again."
"And stop calling me 'boss'. That's more annoying than being called 'Lady'."
"Very well, Lyn. So, I think we should get started right away, after a good meal of course. Do you have anything to eat?"
"I should have some bread in the cupboard." Lyn pointed, "But could you kindly go outside for a moment. I need to change."
"Of course." Lance bowed.
He walked outside and slowly ate a piece of slightly stale bread as Lyn got out of her bed and into her outfit.
"This isn't good for my daily routine..." Lyn sighed, "This better be worth it..."
She walked outside and tapped Lance on the shoulder.
"Ah, you're ready." Lance smiled, "Good. Let's go then. Lead the way to wherever it is that you train at."
SuperLyn: Lance disappeared on us, but we'll get him back. Until then, you'll all have to wait for chapter 2. I'm going to try to update twice a week, since I don't get much online privileges during the week.
Fiora: Poor baby...
Serra: Call the 'Wah'mbulance.
Rebecca: Ha!
SuperLyn: Make fun of me, will you? HA! *fires energy bolts*
Fiora: Whoa!
Serra: Eek!
Rebecca: Ah!
Fiora: Good. Maybe now we can see what kind of skills you have.
Serra: This should be fun.
Rebecca: I can't wait.
SuperLyn: Thanks girls. Well, this is my first fic, so give me some slack. Also, a few of you might note that I write like everyone's favorite author, DarkLink313 (he's awesome). Well, this is because, quite simply, I try my best to make sure I come close to him in skill. Oh, and he's letting me use one of his characters as a muse. Come on out, Lance!
Lance: Hi everyone. What the...?
Fiora: What a dreamboat...
Serra: Cutie!
Rebecca: And I thought Wil was hot...
SuperLyn: Back off ladies, he's mine!
Lance: Please, please, there's plenty of me to go around. Uh...or...maybe not...ah!
Girls: *leap on Lance*
Lance: I'm drowning! Help me!
*Note to Readers*: Lance is the OC in this fic. If you wish to learn more about him, check out DarkLink313's FF-Zero fanfic when he reposts it this week. I even asked DL for a complete detailed description of Lance's battle prowess to obtain the best authenticity I could use.
Chapter 1: Lyn's Newfound Partner
Lyn woke up that morning and went about her daily routine: Took a long, warm shower; ate a hearty breakfast; got dressed in her Sacaen uniform; the usual. After she was finished, she went for a walk outside and lay herself down on the edge of a hill, looking up at the clouds.
"What a beautiful day for cloud-gazing." Lyn smiled, "Now that's a hobby I can get used to."
It had been one year since the defeat of Nergal, and the entire army of fighters had split up to return to their daily lives, but Lyn only really cared about the ones that were closest to her own life. Kent and Sain returned to Caelin, now under Lord Hector's rule; Wil was married to Rebecca, who turned out to be the proverbial 'girl next door', and they returned to Pharae; Florina and her sisters, Fiora and Farina, returned to Ilia; and the tactician, Allyson, returned to wherever she may have come from. Lyn found herself missing them all. Sain's flirtatious antics (always good for a laugh); Kent's slow-witted seriousness; Florina's adorable mannerism; Wil's cooking, her favorite; and of course, Allyson's pure intellect that made her who she was.
Lyn stared up at the clouds as she always did this time of day. It had become part of her daily routine, and it gave her time to think. Despite rumors that floated across the group long ago, she had no feelings for anyone amongst them. Eliwood, lucky for him, managed to find someone else in the form of good old Ninian. Rath, however, turned out to be worse than Sain, but he kept it hidden until the last minute. And Hector, he was the exact opposite of the kind of guy Lyn actually would like. He was brutish, loud, and inconsiderate; he had no manners, and was very bad when talking to women, even worse than Sain, who at least knew how to throw a compliment or two when he threw himself at girls. Hector and Lyn were the worse possible combination, even more so than the rumored couple of Serra and Erk.
After an hour of pointing out clouds to herself, Lyn set about the next part of her daily routine: training. She stood up, brushed some grass and dirt off of her backside, and finally walked towards the open field at the foot of the hill. The field was always the best spot for training, because it was wide open and very isolated from the rest of the Sacaen fields. She drew her Sol Katti, her favorite weapon as of late, and got into a battle stance. With slash after slash after slash, her strength grew from wielding the weapon. After two long, sweaty hours of boring swinging, Lyn sheathed her sword. She hated having to train like this. It was boring, slightly tiring, and didn't really do anything more than build her strength. It didn't seem to help her speed much, nor her dodging ability. What she missed most about the good old days was always having a training partner. Usually it was Guy; occasionally it was Sain, and sometimes Raven, offered a helping hand. No matter who it was, she always had a training partner. Now, good sword users were few and far between.
Lyn let out a heavy sigh and decided to continue her daily routine. Next on the 'to do list': going into town and buying dinner for the night. Lyn had always been a terrible cook, and Allyson thankfully knew somewhat how to make a meal. Sain was even better than that, and Wil, well, he topped everyone she had ever had the pleasure to sample. So, as of late, she had been going into town and buying food from the local restaurant there every single day.
Lyn hated having to go to town, but the restaurant did not deliver outside the city gates. Lyn had one good reason for hating the trip: the stares. Lyn had grown accustomed to being stared at by the men and women of the city. Men gazed hungrily at her body in ways that not even Rath and Sain had done. Women gazed at her enviously, and sometimes angrily, because she had the body that all the women wanted to have and all the men wanted to be with. Lyn had luckily learned to ignore the stares and got used to it. Of course, she never had to go through what she was going to go through tonight.
Walking home, full on the delicious food from the restaurant, Lyn passed by a dark alley. It was the same alley she always passed, and she never gave it a second thought. Well, tonight she wished she had chosen another path home.
A hand shot forth from the alley and wrapped around her mouth while someone got behind her and stuck a knife to her back.
"Okay girlie, you're coming with me. Make no noise, and I won't kill you..." breathed a cold voice.
Lyn tried to struggle, but whoever this man was, he was strong. Tough too, since even with a sharp elbow to his ribs, the man didn't flinch.
"Struggle all you like girl. I'm more powerful than you'd think."
Lyn tried, but the man overpowered her more now that she was putting up a fight, albeit a bad one. He began to drag her back into the alley when Lyn's eyes lit up.
Someone, a young boy, was walking by eating a donut (yes, they had donuts). He had wavy, sky blue hair and a pair of sapphire blue eyes. He was wearing a blue vest-shirt with a blue t-shirt underneath (yes, they had t-shirts too), and a long, dark blue cape flowing behind him. At his side was a sheath for a rapier, and from the look of him, he was a fighter through and through.
Lyn bit the man's fingers causing him to remove his hand just long enough for Lyn.
"Help!" she screamed, "Help me!"
The boy turned to face the voice and he dropped the donut as he saw Lyn struggle with the man.
"Hang on!" he called, "I'm coming!"
"Blast it! Stupid girl!" the man mumbled as he backed off and ran away. The young boy, who Lyn judged was her age, came to her side and knelt down beside her.
"Are you alright?" he asked, "Did that guy hurt you?"
"No...no he didn't..." Lyn breathed, a little afraid for the first time in her life, "Thanks."
"Don't mention it. I don't like guys like that. The way I see it..." he explained as he helped Lyn to her feet, "...if a man wants to be with a girl, he should do it the honorable way: flirting and seducing."
"You sound like an old friend of mine." Lyn laughed, "Thanks for the help. My name is Lyn."
"Pleased to meet you Lyn." The man said as he kissed her hand, "The name's Lance. I'm sort of a man-for-hire, if you want to get technical."
"Really? Say, I have a great job for you then." Lyn said, "Why don't you be my training partner. You have a weapon, perhaps you can help me get better with mine."
"Well, no offense, but I don't usually work for nobodies. I may be a man-for-hire, but I work for the big shots."
"I'll pay you." Lyn offered, "I'm the former Lady of Caelin."
"'Former'?"
"Well, I recently turned rule over to Ostia. I couldn't stand being a ruler any longer. I like the fields too much."
"Is that so?" Lance said as he stroked his chin, "Well, I suppose in this case I can make an exception. You are, after all, a 'former' big shot. Besides, I've been out of work for quite a while now. I could use some work."
"So you'll do it?"
"Sure. Where should I meet you?"
"Well, that's a bit of a problem. I don't like to meet in the city. It's too easy to lose a person. So, I'll show you where I live, and you can meet me there in the morning."
"I suppose that'll work." He smiled, "Okay then, lead the way."
Lyn walked Lance to her Ger on the fields of Sacae and finished instructing him.
"Be here at, oh say, noon. I'll be up by then."
"Noon it is. See you then, boss." Lance smiled.
With a wave, he was off back to town, glad that he finally found a job.
"Nice guy." Lyn said to herself as she finally entered her Ger, "Let's just hope he can fight."
*****
Lyn woke the next morning with a familiar face over her bed. Of course, seeing him over her bed while she had nothing on wasn't the greatest way to wake up.
"Ah!" she screamed as she clutched her covers tight, "Why are you here, Lance?"
"Thought we'd get an early start." Lance said as he walked over to the nearby table, "If you really want to get better, you should start earlier."
"Why didn't you say it last night!?"
"Well, it's also better to expect the unexpected. Helps in battle."
"Right...well, that's all well and good, but I'm YOUR employer, so you have to tell me these things..."
"Sure, boss, won't happen again."
"And stop calling me 'boss'. That's more annoying than being called 'Lady'."
"Very well, Lyn. So, I think we should get started right away, after a good meal of course. Do you have anything to eat?"
"I should have some bread in the cupboard." Lyn pointed, "But could you kindly go outside for a moment. I need to change."
"Of course." Lance bowed.
He walked outside and slowly ate a piece of slightly stale bread as Lyn got out of her bed and into her outfit.
"This isn't good for my daily routine..." Lyn sighed, "This better be worth it..."
She walked outside and tapped Lance on the shoulder.
"Ah, you're ready." Lance smiled, "Good. Let's go then. Lead the way to wherever it is that you train at."
SuperLyn: Lance disappeared on us, but we'll get him back. Until then, you'll all have to wait for chapter 2. I'm going to try to update twice a week, since I don't get much online privileges during the week.
Fiora: Poor baby...
Serra: Call the 'Wah'mbulance.
Rebecca: Ha!
SuperLyn: Make fun of me, will you? HA! *fires energy bolts*
Fiora: Whoa!
Serra: Eek!
Rebecca: Ah!
