Prologue- From Flames
Author's Note: Hello! Welcome to A Darker Blade, A Darker Future! I hope you enjoy what you read, and if you have any compliments or criticism just leave it in the review box at the bottom of the page. This has been a few weeks in the making... so it took alot longer then expected to get this out.I look forward to hearing all of your reviews! Now let the story, begin!
Cold.
That's all the figure could feel on their back when they woke up. They slowly raised their head, noting the pain that respond to this feeble attempt all over their body. Around them was a ring of trees that blocked out any form of sight beyond the forest that they woke up in. The person then raised a hand to their head.
"Where… but wasn't I… ughhh!" The figure suddenly jerked as their head screamed out in agony. No memories, well that was a great start. The figure then decided to fight through the pain to stand, to not only help them to get a better idea of where they were but what they even looked like. They were dressed in a simple black cloak that stretched the whole length of their body, fitting perfectly around them. They quickly pulled up their sleeve to try to understand what had been causing the pain. Scars, cuts and bruises covered their both arms in random assortments, being only slightly covered with some grimy bandages. Their hands were also covered, with a pair of dark black fingerless gloves. Much like the cloak, they fitted perfectly, as if they had been worn for years even though they appeared new. The final thing the figure noticed was the strap the rounded their body onto their back. This connected to a scabbard which contained within it a blade. "Infernos?" The figure muttered, the name of this blade was the only thing in her mind at that moment in time.
The blade itself looked rather odd. When placed into the scabbard it looked like a normal sword, with a black hilt. Upon removing it though it looked like something altogether more sinister. "What the… why did I have this?" The figure could only stare at the sword in front of them. It started out as a normal sword, but about a quarter of the way up the blade changed. It was littered with chips and cuts from battle, as if it had been used for decades. The edge was serrated and perfectly sharp, like jaws of a hungry animal pouncing on its prey. The blade itself was discoloured and darkened; it didn't appear though this had come from use. The real disturbing part of the blade though was that blade seemed to emit evil, though it wasn't actually producing any kind of smoke or aura, it just seemed evil. Putting this aside the figure sheathed, and stared at their surrounding once again. This time though a glimmer caught their eye, orange. "Is that… fire?" This though was quickly shot out of their head as a large portal opened up above that area of the forest. The figure's eyes shot open as things started coming out through it, this was quickly followed by people screaming. They quickly debated the idea of just running away and leaving the creatures to whoever was nearby, but quickly decided to check out what was going on ahead.
After a good while of making their way towards the source of both the fire and the portal, the figure began to hear other sounds. Blade clashing with blade, war cries being screamed from the tops of lungs and spells being cast, they has obvious walked into the middle of a fight. Then they felt it, a presence, a little ways behind them. The figure pulled out Infernos and turned to face the noise behind them, and was quickly met with a sword.
This new blade clashed with Infernos, with a young man wielding it. This new stranger quickly jumped back, once he saw that his opening attack had failed and brought out an old looking book. "Thunder!" The young man shouted towards the figure, as bolts of lightning quickly struck down in front of him. The figure instinctively dodged out of the way of bolts before charging at the young man, with Infernos poised and ready. The young man responded with a brief swear and quick change back to his bronze sword before he met the figure's lunge, striking back their blade.
"Very good, you're surprisingly fast for one of the creatures." The young man uttered as he prepared another charge the figure. "You're not so bad… wait I'm what now?" The figure asked questioningly as they dropped their stance. "Huh!" The man also dropped his stance "These things can talk now?!" He stated as he stared at the figure in front of him.
Both of them barely has a chance to gather what had happened before another figure quickly jumped between them both, but this one didn't seem like it wanted to listen to any reason. Its eyes emitted a dark red hue, and its limbs appeared to be stitched together and its flesh looked dead and rotted. A dark purple vapored poured from its mouth as it faced the confused pair of combatants, and charged them, its axe high in the air. At that moment the pair stared at each other, and without a word, charged the approaching abomination. The young man once again pulled out his tome, while the figure pulled out Infernos and charged the thing. The monster blocked the figures first strike with the flat of the axe, before it was taken aback by a bolt of lightning. This gave the figure a chance to drive her blade through the monsters lower body. This made the monster become limp, as it slowly dissipated into nothing but purple vapour.
The figure slowly turned around to find the young man had been joined by few others.
"Robin! Thank the gods, you're alright!" The bluenette spoke before turning his attention towards the figure "But it appears we have missed one, Shepards lets end this!" The rest of the group behind him ready themselves. Before the figure had a chance to tell everyone that they weren't some drooling evil undead thing, Robin stood in.
"Wait, Chrom! She's not one of the things! She aided me, even though we did try to kill each other, I don't think she's…" Before Robin had finished, the figure behind him gasped. "How did you know?" The rest of the group was also slightly taken back by this, only just now being able to now tell that this figure wasn't a monster, let alone its gender. "Well firstly it's your body type. It's as large and bulky as I would have expected from a man. Also your voice, it's very feminine. So I wasn't sure, just making an educated guess." Robin stated as he knocked back so of his black hair away from his eyes.
The girl laughed at this "It's as I though, your eyes are young, but the way you handle yourself… you seem years above your age." The girl spoke as she walked towards the group. When she was finally stood in front of Robin, she whipped off the cloak that had been covering her. Underneath was set dark blue clothes which were accented in purple along its edges. Her shoulders had large pieces of armour strapped on either side of her. Her feet were covered in plate boots that just barely made it past her ankles. Her hair was as dark as Robin's, but her eyes were crystal blue like the sea. Much like Robin and the rest of the Shepards she seemed quite young in age, but she has also seen her fair share of battle.
"So, what shall I call you my fine lady, and where do you come from? Heaven or my wildest dreams?" Virion quickly asked while he reached down and kissed the girl's hand, before being pulled away by two of the other so called Shepards.
"Um… K…Ke…Kenna! My name is Kenna!" Kenna shouted back at Virion, completely ignoring his advances. "Kenna?" Chrom asked "You seem a little off? Is something wrong?" Kenna stared towards Chrom with a sad look. "I don't seem to recall anything apart from my name, my blade's name and that I'm meant to be protecting someone…" Kenna's voice drifted off as she slowly realised her situation. She was alone, with no memories, in a place she had no clue about surrounded by monsters and strangers
*Grumble*
And to top it all off she was now hungry. "If Robin can vouch that you are not against our cause", Chrom's voice quickly jolted Kenna out of her head "Then I would gladly escort you back to the capital." Kenna quickly though it over, it was a no brainer. Go with the group of what appeared to a group of highly skilled soldiers (and Virion) or stay in the dark spooky forest with the weird purple vapour thingies. "Chrom, was it? I gladly accept your offer!" Kenna smiled brightly before shaking Chrom's hand. At this point, another person appeared in front of the group. The young girl of the group stood forward, Kenna could have sworn she saw her blushing slightly, and talked towards the stranger. "Um, I never got to thank you ...for before. So…thank you. You were very brave." At this point Chrom also chimed in "You saved my sister's life. My name is Chrom. Might I ask yours?" Chrom asked the figure.
He stumbled at first, if almost taken back by what was happening, before quickly uttering out a simple "You may call me Marth."
It was now Chrom's turn to be surprised "Marth? After the heroic king of old? You certainly fight like a hero. Where did you learn your way with a sword?" This question seemed to soften the hard face of Marth, before once again all emotion was rid from his face.
"I'm not here to talk about me. This world teeters at the brink of a horrible calamity. What you saw tonight was but a prelude. You have been warned." The young girl confused by what had just happened, quickly stated "Huh? What's teetering where now? Hey, wait!"
Before leaving however Marth took one last look at the group and stated, "Also, be more wary of who you trust in this world." Kenna could have sworn that Marth looked directly at her when he said that. Did he know something about her past? Before any more questions could be asked, Marth disappeared into the darkness of the forest.
Robin sighed wearily, "Not much for conversation is he?"
Kenna giggled slightly "He seemed a little off to me… be wary of who you trust in this world" Kenna muttered as she tried to figure out the meaning behind the man's words.
The large knight now appeared behind the two, his voice shaking Kenna out of though "It appears his skills lie elsewhere. I wager we'll hear his name again… But for now I'm more concerned about the capital. We should make haste." The rest of the group agreed with this and began to move forward. Kenna stayed there for a bit longer at the point where Marth disappeared, still contemplating the words he has said before moving on with the others.
Prologue-End
So there it is, the prologue.
Hopefully we can only go up from here, right?
I should have Chapter one ready pretty soon but we will see. It all depends on school work among other things... Until next time, take care!