KS: (stands on the rooftop of Lanseal academy watching the ground below) This series needs is totally overlooked.
?: Hey man, haven't seen you around here often.
KS: (turns around to see a young man with red hair and brown eyes in a blue uniform) Oh, hi Avan. Just thinking about some stuff.
Avan: What kind of stuff?
KS: Oh, you know, just how this hasn't gotten a lot of attention lately.
Avan: Yeah, I guess.
KS: I mean, this has to be one of the best games I have ever laid eyes upon. Moving story, interesting characters, unique gameplay mechanics and beautiful artwork. How could such a masterpiece be overlooked?
Avan: Your guess is as good as mine, dude.
KS: *sigh* Well, that aside, this is the first chapter of fanfic I'm writing. It focuses on Baldren and Audrey.
Avan: Wait, aren't those two like, the rebel commanders or something?
KS: Not for very long.
Avan: What do you mean by that?
KS: Can't tell you. Spoilers.
Avan: Oh. Okay.
Audrey was in her room, silently praying while kneeling in front of a statue of the Valkyria, the beings that brought peace and order to Europa and bringing an end to the Darcsen Calamity. She admires them greatly, always thinking what the Revolutionary Army does (i,e; wiping out any Darcsen they come across) is for the sake of Gallia and in the name of the Valkyrur. As she finished her prayer, she stood up walked towards the door. As she opened it, she saw Baldren standing there. For some reason, he had a vexed look on his face.
"Baldren, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" she asked. Baldren sighed heavily and walked into his sister's room. He looked out through the window and slightly lowered his head.
"Audrey, forgive for asking this, but do you think what we're doing is right?" he asked without raising his head. Audrey's expression was a cross between anger and bewilderment.
"Are you an idiot, Baldren? Of course what we're doing is right!" she shrieked. "Those Darcsens have been a thorn in Gallia's side for far too long, and the fact that the head of House Randgriz is in fact, a Darcsen, who posed as a decendant of the Valkyrur for so long without anyone batting an eye, makes our cause even more justified! And for the record, I'm both surprised and disgusted that you would ask me such a question."
Baldren swiftly turned around and gave his sister a hard look. "Okay. Let's say that what we are doing is for the sake of Gallia."
"It is for the sake of-"
"Let me finish," he ordered, cutting her off. "But what if, out of curiosity, someone found a certain piece of… information that proves that we've been mistaken about our history?"
Audrey raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "Where are you going with this, Baldren?"
Baldren hesitated, turning away from her gaze. "Well… I don't know if I should tell you."
"What?"
"I honestly doubt you will be able to comprehend what I am going to tell you."
Audrey walked closer to Baldren and turned his head, forcing his eyes to meet hers, which had a glint of concern in them.
"Baldren, if there is something you want to tell me, don't keep it bottled up. Just come out with it."
Baldren let out a small grin. He knew that when Audrey had her mind set on something, she wouldn't let up until she got what she wanted. The only exception being the Gallian fox, of course.
"Alright, but I warn you, what I am about to show you is going to shake you to the core. And once I show you, there will be no going back. Do you understand?"
Audrey nodded. "I understand."
Baldren reached into his pocket and pulled out a small slip of paper that was folded neatly and handed it to Audrey.
"What is this, Baldren?" she asked, taking the paper out of his hand.
"The reason I came to visit," he answered.
As Audrey unfolded the paper, her eyes widened in shock. She felt her knees shaking and almost dropped to the floor, but Baldren managed to catch her in time. He looked at his sister and the look on her face broke his heart. He watched as Audrey forced herself to read what was on the paper, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
From the Pen of Katarina Gassenarl
Unbeknownst to my stubborn mule of a husband, I have been searching for the truth behind the so-called Darcsen Calamity. Turns out, my suspicions were correct. Every history book recorded has stated that the Darcsens terrorized Europa with Ragnite technology and the Valkyrur brought them to justice and brought peace to the land. Those fools had the facts backwards. It was the Valkyria who invaded Europa and scorched its lands. And they managed to make it look like they were the saviors and the Darcsens were the villains. They lost their homes, their right to live with society, even their surnames were taken from them. If anyone is reading this, I pray that they will put this information to good use and give it to the right person. I won't stand for any Darcsens to be persecuted for a crime they never commited any longer. And if this paper should fail to convince the people… then they have no hope of being part of our society once again.
Audrey let the paper fall out of her hand. What she read was written by her late mother. She finally broke down and cried into her brother's shoulder. Baldren hugged her and stroked her hair in an attempt to comfort her.
"Baldren… what have we done? This isn't a revolution, this is… this is mindless slaughter," she said in between sobs.
"I know," Baldren choked, holding back a few tears himself. "What we did can never be erased. Somehow, we will have to atone for our sins."
"But how?" she asked, her sobs subsiding.
Baldren went deep into thought. How could he and Audrey make up for all the people they have wronged. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.
"We have to surrender."
Audrey looked at him in shock. "Are you insane, Baldren?! If you think that Father is going to stop this so-called revolution just because of one scrap of paper-"
"I'm saying we surrender, Audrey. You and me. When we run into those cadets from Lanseal, we'll drop our weapons and and wave the white flag. They'll have to accept it."
"Do you think it will work?"
Baldren looked deep into Audrey's eyes with determination. "It has to work. For our mother's sake."
Avan: Wow, man... I'm at a loss for words here.
KS: Yeah, I had this idea swimming around in my head for quite a while. First chapter was pretty deep, don't you think?
Avan: Yeah, a note from their mother regarding the truth of a great tragedy that happened a decade ago? That's one way to start off a story.
KS: Well, don't wait up for an update. I got some other stuff I need to take care of.
Avan: It's alright, man. I think I can wait.
KS: You sure?
Avan: Hey, I've been in solitary for a week. I'm no stranger to waiting for long periods of time.
KS: Alright then. See you in the next chapter.
Avan: See you, dude.