Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the story except for the storyline and a few characters. The places besides Altea that are mentioned in this fic are places in the game Ragnarok.

Warning: There is shonen-ai in the further chapters so if you don't like shonen-ai, DONT READ THIS

Just to let you know ahead of time, this story is kind of based on Fubuki No Kaen from xan-vallen. Fubuki No Kaen is probably my favourite fanfic and it inspired me to write something similar to that. Also, I've heard of Marth having a sister in Fire emblem but I'm making up his siblings and family members in this story. For reference, Azure is a shade of blue.

"Prince Marth Lowell!" A loud and commanding voice bellowed, "We have proof that you have been doing illegal and unnecessary trades with the Black Venom assassins."

Marth looked up at the powerful man that stood before him, "But brother…I mean…Lord Azure. I didn't do anything."

"Liar," Azure picked up a handful of letters, "We confiscated these before you attempted to send them to the Black Venom Assassins that dwell in our forest. You were planning on trading our weapons for their slaves and rum."

Marth caught on his breath, "That's preposterous! I don't even drink rum and anyone could've forged those letters!"

Azure opened the letter. He pointed to the bottom, "This is your signature isn't it?" He pointed to the word 'to', "This is how you cross your T's right?" He showed him how the line that finished the T floated slightly above the rest of the T. He flipped the letter over to show a wax seal, "This is your royal wax seal."

Marth breathed heavily. He felt the world spin around him as his brother's cold piercing eyes cut through him, "No…I swear I didn't write those!"

Azure smiled and turned to the jury and audience, "I have solid proof in my hands that Prince Marth has been doing illegal trades with the Black Venom assassins. What is the final verdict?"

A man wearing a red helmet and a black visor that completely covered his eyes held up a piece of paper, "Guilty!"

Azure's dark smile widened over his face. The expression on his face resembled a lion that had just cornered a weak bird for dinner and Marth was that bird.

Marth stared up with a defeated look in his eyes. He resisted his crying but he soon lost control and broke out in tears. That just made Azure's smile grow menacingly wider.

"Sir Mario," Azure turned to the judge stand, "What is the rightful sentence for this traitor?"

Sir Mario slammed his gavel half-heartedly on the table, "Prince Marth Lowell shall be stripped of his status. He is banished from the land of Altea!"

Marth looked up from his tears, "What?" He was pulled away by the man with the red helmet and black visor, "No," He wiped his eyes, "This can't be happening! Sir Mario…"

Sir Mario looked at him and shook his head, "I'm sorry Marth. It's my job."

Marth struggled as the man with the helmet tied up his hands tightly. Marth turned to him, "Might I ask what your name is?"

The man snorted, "My name is none of your business." He pulled the ropes tighter, "Your highness…" He tore off his royal armor, cape, and crown, "I'll tell you anyway since you should know the name of the last person you'll ever see. It's Falcon."

Marth struggled against Falcon's grip but he was soon picked up from the ground and thrown into a crate, "Have fun your highness,"

The crate was the size of a small closet but the height of the crate would force a regular sized man to crouch on the ground.

Marth cried and leaned against the crate. The setting sun shot through the thin gaps on the crate. The crate began to shake and that alerted Marth that it was beginning to move. Marth shrunk into the corner and closed his eyes.

"Stop your crying," A voice barked.

Marth immediately ceased his crying and looked around, "Who's there?"

The figure stirred and wormed its way over to the beam of golden light. Marth looked at the boy's face. He had messy red hair that covered his face and he only wore a light blue tunic and a pair of dull white slacks.

"You must be the prince." The boy sat down, "My name is Roy. I used to be the high general of Altea. Not anymore…" Marth turned to the corner and started crying, "You're pathetic, your highness,"

"It's Marth." Marth replied silently, "Just Marth now,"

Roy rolled his eyes even though he clearly knew Marth couldn't see him in the darkness, "Fine then, Marth, happy?" Marth grunted in reply, "When I was 5, I saw a 6 year-old girl get exiled from Altea. She didn't cry once but you…you're pathetic. She even knew that she was going to be exiled. She knew that she would be thrown into the wild and must likely be killed but she didn't cry."

Marth gasped, "Wild?"

"Yeah," Roy sneered, "I guess they didn't tell you that detail. They throw you into the wild with absolutely nothing. Most people don't survive for more than a day because a wild animal picks up their scent and kills them." Roy smiled darkly, "I hope you can stand pain."

"Just shut up!" Marth shouted. Marth closed his eyes tightly and clenched his body together, "Please…"

Roy scoffed, "Jacqueline didn't cry when she was exiled."

"Who?" Marth asked.

Roy turned his head and stayed quiet.

The golden light coming from the small gaps of the crate soon diminished. Marth dozed off but Roy stayed at full alert. A loud creek woke Marth up. Falcon pulled Roy out of the crate so quickly that he stumbled. Falcon took out a knife and cut Roy's arm deeply. Roy howled in pain before he tried to kick Falcon away.

Falcon tossed him onto the ground, "Nice try kid."

Marth got on both his feet and lunged out of the crate. He tried to make a run for it but Falcon gave him a swift and powerful punch to his head. The blow stunned Marth and he fell to the ground. Falcon pulled him back.

"Did you really think you could escape? Even if you did, where would you go?"

Marth heard Roy's taunting remarks before he was thrown back into the crate. Darkness enveloped him again as Marth stared straight at the top of the crate. I swear I heard water. There was a rainforest and a beach. I'll show Roy. I'll come back here and show you that I can survive.

Marth let himself sleep for a bit. A grey light shot through the cracks of the box as a drop of water fell onto his nose and woke him up. Falcon opened the crate and pulled him out, "How do you like this?" He took his rusty blade and cut Marth's arm, "Nice and far from the castle," He flung Marth on the ground, "Goodbye. We won't meet again."

Marth heard the soft pitter patter of rain on the ground. Marth forced his body up as he crawled over to the shade of a tree. He leaned against it and stared at the smoky grey sky.

I'll show Roy that I can survive. First, I need to get the ropes off.

Marth pushed his wrists against a tree branch that stuck out, "Come on," No matter how much he tried, the rope just didn't break, "Damn," He kept trying to break the rope.

A fierce growling stopped Marth in his tracks. He turned around slowly to see a wolf with huge, sharp fangs and sharp yellow eyes. Marth let go of the branch and began to worm away.

"I mean no harm." Marth whimpered, "Please don't kill me." He thought back to what Roy said.

"Most people don't survive for more than a day because a wild animal picks up their scent and kills them."

Marth looked at the wound on his arm, "Damn it," He slipped on the wet ground and slammed his head on a rock.

Stars exploded from his eyes as everything started to fade out, including the fangs and eyes of the hungry wolf that was about to tear him to pieces.

No, that isn't the end. All the smash brother characters will appear in this just for future reference. Please R &R