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Note: I happened to come across this idea by random chance (no, really) and decided to pounce on it while it's still alive in my head. Although I must say that I seriously need to update Regeneration of the World AND get started on those other two fics... So much I want to do, so little time (I lied, I have plenty of time but I just don't use it wisely). I hope you'll like what's coming!
P.S. I might get some things wrong since I haven't played FE for a while. And ToS... I plan to get to doing that so I have a fresh memory of the plot but... yeah. Oh, and sorry if you haven't play Fire Emblem Path of Radiance. It's an awesome game.
Another note, I'm not the best writer, so pointers to where I should improve would be nice.
Errm... please excuse my language. I definitely won't drop the 'F' bomb anytime. I promise!
EDIT: Thanks to QueenBlue093 for mentioning an error on my part! (corrected now)
Chapter One: What in the world?
It had only been a short moment when the raven haired mage fell Nothing could possibly make matters worse.
He had an ominous feeling earlier that morning, a strange foreboding. He believed that it was due to their upcoming battle at Tor Garen. The snow would temporarily hide their tracks until they launched their attack on the stronghold.
"-ren." A voice called. Tracing his eyes to the source, he relaxed a bit, feeling some of his stress dissipate.
"Yes Ike?" The branded responded in his usual collected, calm voice.
"It's almost time. We should get going." The blue haired lord said, eyes gazing towards their next destination. His commander sighed a bit before heading back to the camp. It didn't appear that he was used to his new title given to him by Empress Sanaki. Soren inhaled the icy air before following after Ike.
After the hawks and the heron by the name 'Reyson' joined the Greil Mercenaries, they engaged in battle with the Daein forces. The plan was to use Tanith's pegasus knights to distract the wyvern riders approaching the rear of the group. The rest of them would charge through the front, Ike in the lead while having the far range units back him up.
The raven haired mage glanced coldly at the situation at hand. Although their troops had an advantage, it bothered him how the Daein forces had the assistance of the ravens, but it was no surprise, seeing how they were attacked by those laguz during their sea travel to Begnion.
Soren growled with agitation as his wind tome was sliced in two by a sword master. The elder soldier smirked, seeing the distaste that appeared on the younger male's expression. The only other tome he had was an Elthunder one, but he was much more fond of using wind element spells. Barely dodging another strike by the sword wielder, Soren quickly chanted and decimated the troop. He felt a light slap on his shoulder and saw Mia. She gave him a grin saying 'good job for kicking that wimps butt'. He merely grunted before dashing after her.
The battle had progressed far, as they had almost completely taken over the stronghold. As they neared the stronghold's commander Kayachey, Soren narrowed his eyes on a Daein sniper. A very familiar sniper at that.
"Shinon?" A young boy's voice called in an elated voice, but there were hints of fear, doubt and sorrow. Rolf ran up to the front lines, gazing at his teacher, searching for a sign that he would return to the Greil Mercenaries.
"Rolf..." The crimson haired sniper sighed, his eyes softened a little as he gazed at his pupil.
"A-are you... are you really with the enemy?" The young boy looked dejected, eyes full of pain and a small hint of betrayal.
"...Yep."
"B-but...it's not fair..." Rolf sniffled.
"...Ready your bow." That was all Shinon said. As quickly as he ended his sentence, he showered arrows upon the Crimean troops. Rolf, who was stunned in shock and denial, was quickly rescued by Ike, who hissed as an arrow grazed him.
Shinon's aim and precision was beyond average. He was a great asset to the Greil Mercenary months prior, before Greil had died. As an enemy, he proved his strength and agility. The heavy armored troops guarded the sniper from close combat fighters.
Shinon readied his bow once more, taking aim at the defenseless heron prince, but narrowed his eyes on a new target.
"Guh-!" The raven haired mage could feel the arrow sinking deep into his abdominal region. Partially collapsing onto the ground, he gasped for air. Seeing that his arrow hit his mark, the sniper dashed past the Greil Mercenaries, followed by swordsmen that guarded him from incoming blows.
Shouts of anger and surprise burst from the Crimean side.
"I'll get rid of you first!" The redhead bellowed as he came in for the kill. Soren closed his eyes, knowing it was already too late. Or was it? As the sniper shot an arrow at a fatal distance, darkness swelled below the injured mage.
"W-WHAT IN THE WORLD-!"
Everything faded into darkness.
T-thump. T-thump.
"...-hey! Are you okay?" A female voice rang out, worried yet full of apprehension.
"Oh no, this doesn't look good...we have to help him!" Another female voice cried.
Soren couldn't move. His body was numb and his stomach would have been screaming if it could, being that he felt an extremely sharp pain there. His breaths were shallow and rigid, perhaps from his fragile body being seriously injured or the blood loss.
"What's going on?" A man's voice said, stern and cold.
"Kratos! Please, help us bring him to Raine. He's seriously injured!" Having opened his eyes a few seconds earlier, Soren's blood red eyes fixed itself on the blond haired girl.
"..." What was going on? The mage could hear more footsteps rushing in his direction. These people who 'found' him were arguing what they should do. He closed his eyes. He presumed that they may be from Crimea, but he couldn't trust that they might actually be from Daine. Maybe they would try to torture him to get information about his allies. As Soren continued to speculate what may happen to him, he felt himself be pulled up and placed in a sitting position.
"-you children are too naive. Fine." It was an older woman's voice this time.
Soren flinched as he felt the arrow that was embedded in his stomach removed. A soft, warm feeling spread on his wound. He could feel it slowly closing. Opening his eyes, he stared into light blue ones.
"So you're awake." The woman allowed Soren to sit up, eyes watching his every move, suspecting that he could possibly be an enemy.
"..." Soren glanced warily at the people surrounding him. There was the blond girl he had seen earlier with a girl with purple clothing, hair tied up and spiky. The person he assumed that healed him wore an orange outfit. Then there were three males, one clad in red, another in blue and white, then the one dressed fully in purple.
"Umm, so, who ARE you?" The red clad boy said, chestnut eyes curiously looking at him.
"'Give me your name and I'll give you mine!' Geez Lloyd!" The shorter boy said, frowning. The other boy grunted. "I'm Genis by the way. What were you doing out here by yourself?"
"...are you from Daine?" Soren said softly, eyeing the group with suspicion.
"Wha-? Daine? What is that?" Lloyd questioned, looking utterly confused. His eyes lit up as if he figured out the answer to that math problem he couldn't solve. "Oh! You mean the desians? Heck no! Those damn bastards!"
Desians? Soren had never heard of them. The raven haired mage's began to speculate other things.
"Perhaps you are new around here? But that wouldn't make any sense... EVERYONE knows who the desians are..." Genis trailed.
"Before we continue this conversation, let's set up camp. It's getting late." The silver haired female said.
The group quickly set up their camp as night began to fall. The others were introduced to the mage by the girl named Colette.
"So, umm..." The blond said, unsure what to call him since he had yet to give his name.
"...Soren."
"It doesn't seem like you're from sylva- this region...either." Sheena mumbled the last part softly from the side, unheard by most of the group.
"Wait, what do you mean Sheena?" Lloyd said, tilting his head.
"He's obviously has no clue who the desians are and there's something about him that says 'I'm not from this place'!"
"That much is correct." That got all of their attentions, mainly due to the fact that he hasn't said A SINGLE WORD since he asked if they were from Daine (excluding saying his name).
"W-wha? But how can that be possible?" Genis cried.
"Tellius. That is the continent I am from. It doesn't exist here as far as know. The air here is different." Soren stated calmly, though in his eyes he was trying to figure out more about his predicament.
"Tellius hmm..." Kratos stated, stoic as ever.
"Well, I doubt we'll be able to figure out anything yet." Lloyd sighed.
"It's alright. Since you don't have anywhere to go for now, why don't you come with us?" Colette chirped cheerily.
"'I concur'" Lloyd said, trying to mimic Kratos but failed terribly, resulting in Genis laughing at him and a glare from the mercenary.
Soren sighed. It seemed he didn't have any other option. Gazing at the sky, he pondered what was happening back on Tellius. He wouldn't be able to assist the Greil Mercenaries being that he was no longer there.
Glancing back at these people, he concluded that he should at least know who they are and what they can do since he'd be stuck with them for who know how long.
"Hey Soren, I was wondering... are you a mage?"
"Yes."
"I see. So you're part elf?"
"...no. I'm..." Soren stopped.
"You're...?" Pretty soon, the other teens were staring at him.
"...a beorc." Sheena raised an eyebrow, Lloyd gawked, Genis stared and Colette just smiled.
"A what?"
"A beorc. Human."
"Oh! You should've said so! I didn't know they had another term for humans." Lloyd laughed upon which Raine frowned.
"Lloyd. There are more than one name for the human species." Raine face palmed.
"Wait, then how can you use magic?" Genis tilted his head. Raine also glanced at the mage.
"Tomes." Soren replied, taking out his Elthunder tome that was almost busted from the arrow Shinon shot.
"OH SHIT- RUN AWAY!" Lloyd cried as he dove behind the closest thing he could consider safe. Genis quickly ran a few meters away while Sheena 'poofed' into a tree.
"MARVALOUS! ABSOLUTELY FASCINATING!" Raine screamed as she pounced for the tome. Soren tore away from the 'maniac' as she pursued him.
"GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He sweared that he was going to die in a horrible way if he was caught, which was a first for him.
"Soren, just do it if you value your life!" Lloyd shouted from behind a tree, faking to quiver in trepidation.
Soren gave up and handed it to Raine knowing it'd just become annoying and tiresome running from the woman. She began to laugh in a crazy way as she sped off to the fallen tree near the fire to examine the book.
The others returned one it was declared 'safe'.
"Uhhh- I'm so sorry Soren!" Genis burst out, clearly embarrassed by his sister's action in front of his new 'friend'.
"...that was almost as freaky as Ashnard..." Soren murmured quietly, remembering that time he saw Ashnard destroying a whole city while maniacally laughing (which echoed for miles).
After 'chatting' with the other teens, Soren learned about Sylvarant, the chosen of mana, the goddess Martel, Mithos the Hero and that other stuff about Sylvarant. In turn, he decided that it should be okay to tell them snippets of his world.
"Laguz?" Lloyd tilted his head. The majority of the group were stationed around the fire eating the curry Genis made.
"Yes. Their humanoid form resembles the beorc, excluding certain animal characteristics that come from their class. There are the beast class, which you may see cats, tigers and wolves, the avian class, which has ravens, hawks and herons, and lastly the dragons, red, white and black."
"Interesting. How is the relationship between the beorc and laguz in your world?" Raine pushed on.
"Not very well. The terms 'human' and 'sub-human' generally suggests hate to whom it is directed to. There is also those in between... the branded." Soren felt his throat tighten a bit as he said the last word.
"Branded? Wait... isn't that just like half elves?" The young half elf exclaimed.
"...Indeed. Branded are treated as trash, or rather, things that aren't meant to exist. They are treated the worst among all races, not wanted by either race. A hideous sin to the world." Soren almost hissed the last part, but quickly stomped on his rising anger and grief.
"...That's horrible." The raven haired mage's crimson eyes locked with the chosen's blue ones.
"How can they treat them like that! Everyone has the right to live the very moment they are born! It shouldn't matter what race you are." Lloyd grimaced.
"..." Soren glanced away, not wanting to talk anymore.
"We should rest. It's late..." Genis mumbled, which was soon followed with murmurs of agreement.
Laying down, Soren could feel the bitterness from within. Closing his eyes, he tried to remind himself that there were people that would accept him, or so he wanted to believe. No one knew what he was. Not yet. Nor will they ever.
- Chapter One END-
Me: "How was that?"
Lloyd: Uhh, no, don't do that.
Me: = A = Well... I-I tried!
Lloyd: *Raises eyebrows*
Me: ... Hope you enjoyed! Now to work on that update I was meaning to begin...
Lloyd: Procrastinator.
Me: HOLY- YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?
Lloyd: *Glares*
Me: Haha... cya later peeps!
