Prologue
Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem. If I did that'd be terrible since I'm a bad programmer. On to the fanfic!
"Once, dragons and men coexisted.
They shared a peace forged in wisdom,
a peace that lasted many generations.
All this was lost when mankind disrupted
that balance in a sudden onslaught.
Man fought dragon in a savage war
that shook the foundations of their world.
This war was called The Scouring.
Defeated and humbled,
dragons vanished from the realm.
In time, man rebuilt and spread his
dominion across the land and
onto the islands beyond.
A millennium has passed
since those dark days ended..."
Dawn of the Shadows
Prologue
Death whispered in the man's ear. He spoke a cold and cruel voice, but the words were none of which those describe.
"Mortal, you have much to do. I cannot allow you to pass on to my realm so early. I will guide you now. There will be no chance of your death. But in return, every night of which the whole moon shines upon your life, I shall take a portion of your soul and you will slowly co-exist until it is time. I will take your feelings away for that night. You shall feel nothing, not anger, hate, sadness, love, desperacy, boredom, nor happiness. A shell you will be and I will control you for an eighth of a day. Enough so that you will have enough time to finish your duty. And then, I will control you completely and you shall become mine."
The young man shifted uneasily before the cloaked eerie man. He brushed his dark hair away from his eyes and spoke his affirmative. Death drew an enormous grin and swept back his hood.
"Excellent…Now, you must…" Death coughed and with a smooth kind tongue, "Retrieve the lost and return it to the lord it belongs. Beware of the ones of the air and leave the winds of sand to their rest until time needs. Then strike down the embodiment of destruction reincarnate. And on that moon, you shall become one with the shadows." The man bowed deeply and melted into the darkness. Left alone Death groaned "Darn that sickness. Even down here it reaches me…Either way, I must return…I'm sure my secretary is going to be mad at me…" He laughed a strange and odd laugh and left the realm and returned to his land.
Back on Elibe, Evance attempts to find the Sacae Plains. "Dang it! I got lost again! Where the hell are those stupid plains!" The man sighed, "Cursing them won't help. I'm lucky enough to not have been attacked by assassins yet." As if on cue, he found himself surrounded by a group of elite assassins.
One of them stood out, apparently the leader, "Evance, so the rumors are true that you have returned. How's life? You know, I have to kill you. The Black Fang can't have you alive knowing everything."
Evance stared at his horrible luck, "The Hurricane…"
Legault licked his lips, "Heh, Lord Nergal wanted to send the Reed brothers but they said that I should have my loyalty tested since you were one of my closest friends while you were in the Black Fang." Without warning he calmly leapt forward and unsheathed his twin daggers and stabbed forward with one. The wind shot through the clearing as both assassins disappeared. The morphs surrounding the battle merely stood there keeping the two combatants inside. Evance swept out his left hand and struck Legault in the leg.
"My Legault, you're getting slow. Did I waste my time when I taught you?" Evance smirked and threw a dagger down. "Might as well level the fighting stage eh?"
"Arrogance will be your un-doing my good friend." Evania looked up, "Legault...Do you have to do this? Why don't you join me and we both kill off the morphs and run off. Do you really believe in the Black Fang as it is now? You know that now that Sonia is here, the whole thing is corrupted." Legault seemed to be contemplating this until quickly a morph, seizing what was happening, pointed his right fist and roared, "Wolf of the dark, come behold the feast before you. Fenrir!" Within nanoseconds a circle of dark lights surrounded the older assassin and engulfed him in the elder magic. Legault stayed calm, he never was angry. "You were always weak against magic…" He turned around to face his other assassins, "Okay guys, we're done here let's head back to the headquarters."
Evania slowly got up, "I let my guard down didn't I...But of course, no great assassin has a weakness, faking weaknesses is the best way to survive assassinations if possible...heh. I wasted my time training Legault so long ago...He's so weak now..." Evania slowly limped through the terrain. "Is that...? Finally! I reached the stupid plains! Now then...Where are those imbeciles. These dang plains are too darn big! Oh why did I trust that mercenary in the bar back in Bern..." He sighed and then passed out from exhaustion.
Over on Valor Legault pranced through towards where the Four Fangs and Sonia were meeting. Ursula, had noted the prescence of another, flipped open an Elfire book and had started chanting. Desperately Legault jumped, "Ah! Ursula stop! It's just me giving my report!" She blinked but closed the book holding it in her arms.
"Speak."
"Eh...Fine. So We tracked him to a clearing and surrounded him. He underestimated me dearly and one of the morphs with me slew him with a spell. There should be no way he could survive, after all he has terrible resistance to magic. We returned and I nearly got killed by you. Either way, mission accomplished." He smirked in the middle as he recounted the battle, of course it was totally biased but who needed to know that.
Sonia looked up for the first time and regarded Legault with loathing, "Liar, I feel his quintessence. He is alive."
Legault shrugged, "That's impossible. That morph attacked him out of formation. Go yell at him."
Sonia was disgusted and slapped him hard in the face, "Dang you! It was a simple task! Stick him with your dagger and he's dead, but no the great Legault decides that he can let a morph use Fenrir to kill him. You...are...so...stupid! Get out of my sight now!" Legault bowed quickly and dashed out. "That Evania is going to be a trouble to Lord Nergal. But for now I assume Legault wasn't too weak and he was able to weaken him a little bit. We'll wait a while and in the mean time we have to work on other things...Marquess Caelin's brother wishes for us to take out this heir that Marquess Caelin has. I expect this to be an easy task therefore...Lloyd take one of your squads and send them out with a commander to kill this heir that suddenly appeared. Ursula I entrust that you can find Nils and Ninian? We must have the Children of Destiny for Lord Nergal. Jaffar, find Evania and strike him down if you can find him, chances are he'll have hidden already. So if you can't just bide your time, he'll come to us eventually. Linus stay and guard here, I will have a task for you later. Dismissed." Immediately the Four walked off leaving Sonia behind. "This shall be most interesting..."
Author Note: Well there it's done. Set before Lyn finds the tactician which I'll pick up in the next chapter. I will not be using the same chapter names just so you know, future pairings may be considered...Sorry for rushing the battle but I kind of didn't know how to exaggerate it. Review please?