It happened so fast. Blaze couldn't believe it. Had he just stayed on the couch, he wouldn't be in this damn cop car. He wouldn't be getting arrested, he wouldn't be sent to jail, he be fine. But he had to help. The good guy in him had to help, but this time, it really bit him in the but this time
Just 15 minutes earlier…Blaze was startled awake by the sound of his phone going off. The purple haired Seventeen-year-old looked at his phone, the Goldeneye theme blasting loudly on his iCopyright, informing him he was receiving a call from Zak Jones. An ol' pal of his, Zak was arrested 6 months ago, was let out, then left for quote unquote, "personal reasons". He could have let the phone go to voicemail. Not deal with him. But dang it, Blaze was too nice. Picking it up, Zak loud voice came over the speakers.
"Hey, *burp* Blaze!" Zak's drunk voice came through
"Y-yeah, hey, Zak. You need something?"
"Yeah, uh, what wuzzit?" Zak stammered.
"Oh yeah, I need a pick-up from 9 and Conch. Can't drive. *idiotic laughs* Airport Wiskey'll do that. I'd call a taxi, but huh, *idiotic laughter returns*, i ain't got nothin' on me." Blaze knew he was full of it. First of all, The airport was on 4 and Dune, half-way across town. Second, Zak's house was on 6 and Conch, not too far away. Third, You can't drink alcohol on a plane, It's extremely illegal. But, Blaze knew he'd regret this, agreed and drove over to 9 and Conch, and there he was. The trashy Eighteen-year-old looked confused and dazed. He had a duffel bag on his side. Now Blaze was worried. Zak said he had nothing on him.
"Hey bud. Unlock th' door please." He could have drove off. But nope. He unlocked it. Zak hopped in, and they drove off. Not even two minutes later, sirens began behind them.
"Crap, they foun' me!" Zak whispered. As soon as Blaze began to pull over, Zak yelled at him.
"Nonononono buddy, see, they's after the guy ahead of us, ya' see?" Once more, Zak tried to fool him with petty lies. Not this time. Blaze pulled over and Zak began to freak, out. Shaking all around, yelling how Blaze doomed both of them, eventually pulling a gun out of the duffle bag (which contained too much money, clearly stolen), and firing at Blaze. Blaze, quick on his tired feet, dodged the bullet and grabbed it from Zak's hands, pointing it at the crazy man. Zak simply began to cry and, and that's when Blaze felt it. The barrel of a Glock 19, and the voice of a police officer. Blaze was pulled out of his car, given the usual spiel, and thrown in the back seat of a patroller. We now return to present time, in which Blaze was regretting all of the decisions that came before he arrived in this cop car. Two cops were interrogating him as to what happened, when suddenly, Blaze began to glow. Everything pointed to this being bad, but when he was consumed by a multicolored portal, he knew, crap was getting real.
It felt like forever as he flew through the multiverse. And yeah, multiverse, because behind (below? above?) him, was a tree, with these orbs on them, and within those orbs, was a boat-load of stuff. There was a Red orb near the bottom, a white one north-east(?), and north(?) was a cyan one. Where he was heading however, was a blue orb. As soon as he saw where he was heading, a voice called out to him. He also noticed that he was no longer flying, instead in a grassy field.
?: It, it worked!
The redhead spoke to him, excited that 'it' worked, while Blaze had no knowledge of what 'it' was. She then looked down at him, and spoke once more
?: Ok, I know this is sudden, but I need you to help me. There's an enemy coming, and you're the tactician.
Blaze finally sat up, and looked over, and there he saw it, a girl in blue and black armor, wielding what appeared to be a lance. Suddenly, one game came front to Blaze's mind: Fire Emblem. He himself never owned a copy, but his friend did. And if memory serves, swords beat axes, axes beat lance, and lances beat swords. Considering this lady beside him had an
axe, the strategy was simple.
Blaze: Ok, plan is, run up and hit her.
?: WHAT? That's it?
Blaze: Just do it, trust me.
As he hoped, the lady ran forward, and hit the lance lady. Sure enough, it
fell her in one blow.
?: W-what? It worked, I guess.
At this point, she turned around to Blaze, to introduce herself
?: Name's Anna, and you are?
Blaze: Blaze, now, let's get moving, more are on the way
(one tutorial and two-star Virion later)
Anna and Blaze had returned home, and in the main hall was a blue hair man, chatting with a blonde female. Also in the room was a green haired youth. As soon as the main doors opened up, the chatters ran over to the new entries. Green youth could care less, and continued to sit beneath the message board, reading his tome
?: Anna! You've finally returned!
?2: Good thing. Alphonse was just about to send out a rescue party to find you!
Alphonse: Oh please Sharena! You were pacing for a solid minute to…
The siblings continued to argue, until Blaze cleared his throat. Immediately, Sharena pushed everyone out of the way to talk to the new guy
Sharena: WOW! Anna! Who is this guy (to Blaze) What world are you from? What are you like? Have you fought any wars? DOES your world war too?
Sharena was interrupted by Alphonse pulling her to the side and scolding her. Blaze roughly explained his past, though conveniently left out his being arrested. After learning what his job as a summoner detailed, Blaze went out to try out Breidablik. As he walked out, Sharena followed behind being the excited cinnamon roll she is, and Alphonse being a buffer.
Sharena: I've got so much hope for you Blaze, you'll probably get an Ephraim, or a Ike! Or-
Alphonse: Come on Sharena, calm down. Perhaps he'll get a four-star. We can only hope for the best.
As Blaze raised Breidablik, the orbs vanished, and a bolt fired out from the gun, and standing there, in all of her might and beauty…
Wrys
So there's the end of the chapter. Thanks to all who waited for the copyright battle for the story. This will be an ongoing series. Thanks for any and all reviews, and don't take candy from strangers.
Here's a quick description of Blaze from top to bottom
Purple hair that in unkept
Bags under his eyes that look like he hasn't slept in a week.
… that's kinda it. All from the source
