This is a rewrite of the first chaper, due to red lilie's advice.
First post after hiatus! Yeah… there's really nothing special about that…
I will admit I largely based Daniel's character on myself… but seeing as how I have no sisters whatsoever, I have no idea where Sarah came from.
Anyway, don't own Fire Emblem! Read, review, and have a good first week or so of summer!
-OrpheusEx
"It's the damn endgame. It's fine. Just attack with Sumia. Why do you care about keeping the units alive, anyway?" My brown haired, brown eyed fraternal twin sister Sarah was really getting on my nerves. She was looming over me, planted firmly next to me on our white couch in our apartment. We bought it about a year ago, and it was a pretty nice place. But it was a busy Manhattan district, and the two of us had to pool our money together to afford it.
"No. Stop bugging me about it! I already told you why!" Undaunted, my sister reached for my 3DS, which had, in its cartridge slot, a Fire Emblem Awakening game.
"Just pass it over already, Daniel! C'mon- just give it!" My sister was grabbing for the red console, while I held it just out of her reach.
"S-stop! Quit it!" I started to get really ticked off at her, and the rather rough-feeling bow on her hairband that was brushing against my cheek didn't make things any better as well.
The 3DS fell out of my hands and fell on the ground with a thud. The screen started getting all blotted out, large boxes of color were just stuck on the screen.
"..." I just glared at my sister. I bought the system when it first came out a while back. It had cost a lot.
"S-sorry…" My sister adopted a shyer stance, edging away to the end of the couch, looking down at her feet.
"…I'll …I'll just get a new one." I sighed, rage at my sister dissipated. How the hell Sarah managed to do that was beyond me.
"Um… hey, Daniel?" My sister looked up.
"Yeah?"
"What's that on your left palm?" She pointed at my hand.
I took a look at the limb she was gesturing toward. It had a small, black circle with a hole like a washer on it.
"I… I don't know. Hey, look at your palm." The same mark was on Sarah's hand.
"You're right… what is it?" I began to open my mouth to try to answer- the inner portion of the circle flashed on both our hands. The circles began to grow in size. My sister was visibly alarmed.
"Wha… What is this?!" I stayed quiet, examining the black marks, and noticed that our skin was a little more tan inside the circle.
"I don't know, Sarah." The edges of the circle reached a couple inches past our wrists- and parts of two black sleeves started appearing on my arms, two or three straps binding each, while gloves and metal gauntlets started appearing on my sister's.
"Wha… why…" My sister was flabbergasted, and the gauntlets began weighing her down.
The black ring reached our left torso and leg, and we could see the clothes that had started replacing our t-shirts and cargo shorts- were outfits from Awakening.
"Why am I in war cleric garb, Daniel?!"
"I don't even know why I'm dressed up like a myrmidon, so don't ask me!" The ring began to pick up the pace, using our left shoulders as a sort of axis to rotate and creep up our head. It covered our eyes, and- we were amongst a town of burning buildings. A man with only one sleeve and shoulder plate who wore multiple straps across a navy blue outfit- charged. At me. He looked familiar…
Oh Naga. He's charging at me!
I managed to jump right, away from the deadly Falchion, wincing a it grazed my shin, ripping through my beige pants.
Falchion… He's Chrom. And he's attacking. Oh, boy.
He sneered, standing over the scrying fountain. A black circle was plastered upon his forehead.