Here's an actual story, courtesy of yours truly, Zilver Hawk! I realize that it may be a bit sketchy, because I forgot to write a prequel, but I'll try to be as descriptive as possible! This is something I'd like to call, the ultimate crossover! It combines, Zelda, Fire Emblem, Bakura from Yugioh, and Frederic Chopin from Eternal Sonata. Something to please my entire group of friends. It was actually written at their request. Now before you click out of this, please give it a chance even if you don't know who all the characters are. You won't be sorry.

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Intoduction

In Hyrule…….

Everything was perfect in this land ruled by King Link, Queen Zelda, and young Prince Jaykob. Having managed to destroy almost all the evil plaguing Hyrule, Link could finally rest, with his wife as his personal nurse.

"Hold still," said Zelda." If you stop squirming, it won't hurt as much."

Link lay in his bed, cringing and trying not to cry out in pain as Zelda tended to his multiple wounds given to him by his previous battle with Dark Link. He was pretty banged up, but at least he was alive.

"I think you've done enough," said Link as sweat poured down his face and into his shaggy brown hair. "I don't think Renado would appreciate it if you overdosed it and poisoned me somehow."

"Some hero you are. If you would stop moving, I wouldn't have to slap you to put the medicine on. I'm almost finished. There," said Zelda as she smiled. "Did it really hurt that much?"

"To put it in simple terms, it felt like you were pouring lemon juice on a fresh paper cut. You know, you tend to be a bit rough plus I'm still sore."

"Don't make fun of my medical skills. Your life is in my hands."

"Be merciful!"

Zelda slapped him gently on the back of the head and scolded him. "Go to bed now. Renado's coming tomorrow to check on your condition and Shad's coming for a visit sometime this week. Trust me you're going to want rest."

Zelda looked down at her husband and smiled. He was either ignoring her or he was sound asleep. Whatever the case, she kissed his forehead and left the room. Hopefully he would sleep for a long time. Hyrule could live without a hero for now.

Her head told her that, but her heart was saying something else. Even as she walked down the hallway, she could sense the presence of evil. She couldn't quite place her finger on it, but she knew that her heart was never wrong. For the moment, she decided to ignore the feeling. That was her mistake.

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In Paris…….

Frederic Chopin (pronounced Show' pan) was sleeping soundly as a doctor hovered over him. The young composer had fallen ill a few weeks before. The doctor was checking if Frederic had recovered or not. He felt the young man's forehead and jotted down some notes. Frederic's sister, Ludwika, (pronounced Louise) sat in a chair looking very anxious. She had been sitting silently for over an hour and desperately needed some good news.

"Don't worry young lady," said the doctor. " Monsieur Chopin's fever has subsided. With luck, he should wake up tres biento, Madame." (Very soon Madame)

Ludwika sighed with relief." Thank you. He seems to get sick so often now. If left unchecked…." Ludwika looked down and swallowed the rest of the sentence. "I constantly worry about his health. Anyway, thank you again. Can I get you anything?"

"No, I'm in a bit of a hurry but thanks for the offer. Even though Frederic's better, he should stay in bed for at least another week, just as a precaution. We don't want him to hurt himself. " He packed up his medical supplies and left.

Ludwika sighed and looked at her sleeping brother. He looked so very peaceful. At times, she wished that she could see what he was dreaming about. She ran her fingers through his soft black hair and left the room to make some fresh tea. When she returned, Frederic was awake and already composing. He was still very pale and his eyes were slightly red. For such a frail young man he was full of spirit even though it didn't show at times.

"Frederic! You should rest some more. I even made you tea."

"Not now Ludwika," said Chopin with fire in his eyes. "I've had the most wonderful dream. I must compose while I remember the tune I heard."

Ludwika sighed and figured the fight wasn't worth it. "Okay, but after that you're going to eat something, drink this tea, and get some more rest. You're listening to the doctor this time."

"Oh fine, but you know that I can't sleep when great ideas won't stop coming to me. What happens if I forget something vital? "

"Don't be so stubborn, Frederic."

Frederic just smiled and continued his work. Even if he wasn't allowed to get up, he could probably convince Ludwika to play for him. Not even sickness could keep the Poet of the Piano down.

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In Tellius…….

The Griel Mercenaries were finally resting after their tiresome battle with Daein. Rhys was especially busy tending to all the wounded soldiers. He wasn't the strongest warrior in battle, but he knew more about medicine than anyone in the entire army.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" cried Rolf as he tried to hold back tears.

"Be a man," said Shinon. "How do you expect to surpass me if you're scared of a little medicine?"

"I'm sorry that the medicine hurts but your wound could get infected," said Rhys kindly. "It's your own fault for tripping."

"I-I didn't trip……. I was dodging an arrow and landed in a thorn bush."

"Sure, whatever you say, Rolf."

Suddenly the blue-haired commander, Ike, came walking in. He looked much more cheerful now that the war was finally over. In an epic battle, he had avenged his father's death by defeating the Black Knight. His wounds had healed the quickest and even if he was dying, he'd still be running around.

"Hello, Rhys." he said. "I see that you have your hands full. Everyone is keeping busy. Mist and Reyson are even helping out. Who knew that Reyson had amazing healing abilities?"

"Hello Ike. I'm almost finished here. Would you like it if I went to go help the others?"

"No, you need your rest. Now that everything is over, we're going to spend a while recuperating but I have a feeling that it won't last long."

"All right commander," said Rhys as he saluted. He walked past all of the tents surrounding their current base on the border of Daein. Soon all the other soldiers would go back home to Begnion, Gallia, and Pheonicis and things would be quiet. (Except for Boyd and Rolf's constant bickering.) Everyone in the company, including Soren to some extent, seemed to be nonchalant. Rhys wasn't. He could sense that something big was about to happen. Maybe he was just paranoid.

His thoughts were cut short by the sound of someone running up behind him. He turned around just in time to see the commander's younger sister, Mist. She looked worried and that meant work for Rhys.

"Rhys!" she cried.

"What's wrong?" The world seemed to fall apart every time he got a break.

"It's Reyson. He worked himself sick. He just now passed out while he was talking to Ike. You need to need to do something before Janaff and Ulki start rioting."

"Okay. I'll be there in a minute." Rhys grabbed his staff and ran behind Mist. So much for some well deserved rest.

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I'm sorry if this chapter is too short for your liking. I wanted to slowly work my way into the plot and introduce the characters first. I promise that action will start up sooner than you think.