Fire Emblem: Path of Dominance

This is my version of FE: POR. I will try and stick to the game's level system as well as add in parts of the story that allow a greater influence of characters than the ones fighting on the main front. I'm also adding a little more to the story at the beginning to extend the story. But let me worry about that. I'll just be adding to the story.

Prologue:

Too Young

"HYYYYYYYAH!" a young voice screamed in the Crimean forest. "AAARRRRHHHH!! KYYAAHH!"

CLANK CLANK the wooden practice swords clashed into each other.

"You're going to have do better than that Ike; I'm not going to let go on a mission if you're just going to get killed!" his father Greil said.

Greil whacked Ike in the stomach and he flew back. Still standing, Greil let Ike catch his breath. "You realize that you're enemy will never give you a breather in real combat, right? But you're not ready for that kind of fighting. You've improved much, but it's not enough to avoid getting killed. Plus, I haven't even broken a sweat." Ike stood there as he slowly got the energy to fight back.

"Father? Ike?" a young girl called, "Where are you? Lunch is ready!"

"We're over here Mist!" Greil called. Ike charged at his distracted father as fast as he could. "HIIIIIIYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAA!"

Mist flinched startled from Ike's yell but Greil just stood there as Ike approached.

He lunged back out of Ike's reach and swung at Ike like he was a piñata at a little kids' birthday party. It bashed Ike in the head and he dropped dead from the swing.

"Ike?! OH NO! Father… What… how… how hard did you hit him? Is he…?" Mist panicked at the sight of their sparring match. Ike was no match for her father and everyone knew it. She never understood how what Ike was supposed to gain from being beaten day-by-day. It seemed more like torture than training. But she kept that to herself.

Greil walked over to Ike and checked for a pulse. "No he's just unconscious. Just give him some time. He'll be fine."

Maybe a vulnerary will help, Mist thought. She opened up her pouch of medicine and poured it on Ike's head and put an old weary rag on his head to keep it in place. Now just a little cold water…

Mist reached for her small canteen. She unscrewed the cap and poured a little water into the rag. "Mist…" Greil started. He couldn't find the words to continue and left it at that.