Chapter 1
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Fire Emblem Awakening: Wings of Destiny
The sounds of battle rang through the normally peaceful forest. Large balls of flame fell towards the earth, illuminating the night sky. Tremors shook the ground below. Despite all this a lone figure slept on, propped up against a tree. His head of messy, short brown hair slouched awkwardly against his neck. Resting beside him was a strange looking weapon. It consisted of a wooden pole reinforced with some kind of metal. On either end was a wicked looking blade, perfect for both slashing and stabbing. As the sounds of battle drew closer the man began to stir. He slowly opened his green eyes and scanned the area around him. Seeing he wasn't in immediate danger he got up and stretched out his shoulder.
"Man, where am I? And how did I end up here?" he said to no one in particular.
He tried to think back to the events that led him to this situation but found that his memories were foggy. He could remember a few key details about himself. He recalled that his name was Tristan, that he was 20 years old and a few other things about his personality and preferences. Mildly useful information in itself, however, he couldn't recall anything that could explain his current situation. Finally he tuned into the sounds of a conflict a little ways of. He stooped down to pick up the weapon he assumed was his and gave it a few practice swings. It felt oddly comfortable in his hands. Nodding in satisfaction he rushed off in the direction of the noise to see what was going on.
When Tristan reached the source of the disturbance he found himself standing before a clearing. In the clearing two forces were engaged in a lopsided battle. A small group of four people were desperately trying to fend off a horde of terrifying purple skinned humanoids. A well-built blue haired man and brown haired man with heavy blue armour atop a powerful looking warhorse stood at the front of the horde, tearing through any enemy that got close. Behind them a delicate looking blonde haired girl with a glowing staff and a white haired man in a heavy looking coat stood casting spells. Tristan watched the scene for a moment trying to decide if he should assist the small group. Making up his mind he quickly sprinted towards the battle. However before he could make it two newcomers entered the fray. A woman in bright red armour with even brighter red hair rode in atop a horse swinging a lance and shouting threats and curses at the enemy. Close behind her was a strangely dressed man with shoulder length blue hair firing arrows off with astounding accuracy. Tristan joined up with the group and brought his weapon to bear. With the arrival of the reinforcements the tide of battle quickly changed. The monsters began to fall before them. Tristan found that fighting came easily to him, though he couldn't recall ever being in a fight before. He side stepped a swipe from a sword wielding enemy and thrust forward, impaling it through the chest. As he retracted his weapon he was shocked to see the monster dissolve into purple dust. However he didn't have time to dwell on this as another enemy took its place. Soon the group of fighters had vanquished the monsters and stood in the middle of the clearing trying to catch their breath. Now that his life wasn't in danger Tristan felt a little out of place.
Oh man, I'm no good at meeting new people; this is starting to stress me out. Tristan looked around at the people standing around them. They all seemed to be recovered from the battle and were starting to look around at each other. The man with blue hair stepped towards the red haired woman smiling.
"Excellent timing Sully, I hate to think of what might have happened if you and your new friends hadn't shown up." He looked towards the archer standing behind Sully, and then at Tristan.
"Well hopefully that will teach you to go on missions without me captain." She laughed and then paused for a moment. "Though I don't know what you mean by friends. I only brought ruffles here with me, and that's just because he hasn't stopped following me around since he showed up at the barracks the other day." she said motioning towards the archer. "I assumed this guy was with you."
The blue haired man and Sully exchanged confused looks, and then everyone looked at Tristan.
Oh no, they're all looking at me. Just be cool and introduce yourself.
Tristan took a small step forward and looked up at the various members of the group. "Err, hi there. My name's Tristan. I was travelling through this forest when I heard the sounds of your battle. I thought I'd lend a hand."
The man in blue armour stepped down from his horse and approached Tristan. "You fight quite well for a simple traveler." He said eyeing Tristan suspiciously.
"Easy Frederick, he has done nothing to earn our suspicion." The blue haired man said.
"But milord, how can we know he's not an enemy spy or assassin. I don't think we should trust him. We've already allowed one stranger into our midst." Frederick replied, still sizing Tristan up.
"Anyone willing to put their life in danger is trustworthy enough for me. Say stranger, if you're travelling towards the capitol you are welcome to travel with us."
Tristan was taken aback by this out of the blue offer, but seeing as how he didn't know where he was or where he was going he figured it couldn't hurt to travel with this group. "Well I don't have a specific destination in mind, but I would gladly travel with you."
"Well then I guess it's decided then. I suppose if we're travelling together introductions are in order. My name is Chrom. And we're the shepherds."
