Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem.
Shadows in the Mist
Prologue
It was dark, but then again, what exactly did I expect it to be? I couldn't believe I was going to pull through with this, and don't believe I actually did it to this very day.
My eyes adjusted to the deserted corridor within seconds, I was used to the dark. Slowly, I made my way through the corridor, step by step as if I had an injured leg. In the distance, I heard a muffled yawn.
"Why the hell do I have to be on guard tonight?" a sleepy soldier complained to himself as he reared the corner of the black corridor and dimly illuminated it with a single golden flame, "Am I ever on break? No wonder my girlfriend dumped me, I don't think it was because I smelled like rum at all! I think it was because I was never home!"
No, I didn't panic, I was used to this. I quickly sidestepped into the shadows of the corridor, pressing my back against the cold stone wall without as much as a sound. Carefully, I eased my knife out of its sheath and held it close to me, making sure the silver blade did not reflect the light, giving away my position.
'Come on…" I thought to myself, preparing to strike, 'Over here.' Sure enough, as soon as the guard walked near me my knife had plunged through his neck, before he could scream. Red liquor streamed down the silver knife as I placed it back within its holster. "Damn you," I mumbled, "You got blood on my knife." I stared at the dead body and recited the spell she had taught me, his body disappeared in an instant.
Ignoring the small pang of guilt that sat in my stomach from killing an innocent man, I continued my silent creeping until I came to the room. The Room. That Room. The Room I would do something in. Something that would change everything.
I opened the door to The Room slowly so I didn't wake the victim up. I quickly and silently seized the knife in my hand and brought it close to the victims neck. My hand began to shake… 'Quick and fast, quick and painless.' I told myself over and over. Then I did it.
It was done.
The rewards would be mine.
Or would they?
My name is Sothe and I just killed two innocent people.