This is Clank here for all my wonderful followers. If you like my HTTYD book then you'll love this. Its similar with the dragon's eye but in a whole different way. So here's the summary and the story.
BEHOLD:
Fire Emblem: the Dragling's Eye
A young boy named Mark, who has a dark secret, his mother was part human and part dragon and his father was a full fledged dragon. After fleeing the Black Fang he wakes up to a young girl and they go on a journey to save her kingdom and then the world from evil.
Prologue: A Girl from the Plains.
It was a fair day on the plains but it was a sad one for Lyn for today was the three month anniversary of the Incident.
She stood on a hill and heard a noise to her left she placed her hands on her sword as she saw a young man of medium build with dark brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. Wearing a green tunic and brown pants and a green cloak, fall to the ground.
She raced over and helped him up. His arms were covered in scars. She looked around believing he was attacked by bandits. She quickly picked him up and took him back to her ger. She laid him down and began healing his wounds. She bandaged them and left him as the sunset. She went and got a pillow and blanket and fell asleep on a bed roll.
The next day came and the stranger was still asleep. Lyn decided to go to get some water from a nearby stream and when she returned the stranger was waking up.
"Where am I?" he asked.
"Oh, you're waking up" she said.
"I'm Lyn of the Lorca tribe, your safe now" she said.
"What is your name, do you remember it?" she asked.
"My name is Mark" he said bluntly.
"No need to be rude" she said.
"I'm sorry b-, " he started.
Lyn quickly rushes back inside.
"Oh, no! Bandits!" exclaimed Lyn. "They must have come down from the Bern Mountains! They must be planning on raiding the local villages. I... I have to stop them!"
Lyn quickly walks over to a chest and opens it and pulls out a katana.
"If that's all of them. I think I can handle them on my own." said Lyn. "You'll be safe here, Mark"
"If you're going out there I'm coming with you" Mark quickly says.
"Well can you use a weapon?" asked Lyn.
"Well not right now I sprang my wrist somehow" Mark said. "But I can provide you with helpful advice"
"Ah, I see... So you're a strategist by trade? An odd profession, but... Very well. We'll go together."
Lyn and Mark walked out of the tent to face the bandits.
"Over here" said Lyn "If you want to help, Mark, I could use your advice. I'll protect you, so stay close to me"
"We need to get closer to that bandit over there" said Mark. "So let's move closer"
"This should be close enough" said Mark.
"Uh-oh! That bandit spotted us. He's coming this way" said Lyn.
The bandit charged towards us but stopped short to try and scare us but we weren't scared.
"Let's get him" Mark said to Lyn.
Lyn ran up to the bandit and caught him in the arm with her sword. The bandit swung his axe and missed Lyn and then Lyn came down for another strike. Hit him in the same spot again. The bandit came at Lyn again and hit her in the shoulder but Lyn countered with a lung to his heart.
"Victory!" cried Lyn as she grabbed her bloody shoulder. "Mark I have some vulneraries in my satchel can you apply one to my wound?"
"Sure" I replied.
After applying the green liquid to Lyn's shoulder. Lyn thanked me and we ran off to fight the head of the bandits who was attacking the village.
"Who do you think you are? You think you can stand up to Batta the Beast?" said the leader.
Lyn charged him and stuck his left shoulder, unlucky for Lyn he was right handed and hit her in the side with the blunt side of his axe.
"Whew! He's a tough one. It all comes down to this next blow." said Lyn. "Mark, if I fall, I want you to flee. You must escape."
"Lookout here he come's Lyn" shouted Mark.
Lyn fell back as Batta charged, Mark jumped inbetween them and drew his sword.
"Prepare to die fool" Mark said.
Batta charged and brought his axe over his head and swung it down. Mark easily blocked it with his sword. Mark spun the sword around and sliced thru the wooden handle of the axe. The axe blade fell to the ground. Batta backed up in fear. Mark spun around behind his back and stabbed Batta in the chest.
"What? How… How did you-?" said Batta with blood coming out his mouth and he fell to the ground dead.
Mark cleaned his blade and slid it back into its sheath.
"Lyn you had me very worried there" I said.
"I sorely underestimated him, I'm sorry if I worried you" said Lyn. "I need to be stronger if I'm going to survive. Strong enough that no one can defeat me".
"Well Lyn, good work, let's go home" said Mark.
The next morning,
"Good morning, Mark!" said Lyn, as Mark is wake up. "Are you awake yet?"
"Yes I'm up" said a groggy Mark.
"That fight took a lot out of you yesterday" said Lyn. "Say Mark... I want to talk to you about something"
"What about Lyn?" asked Mark?
"I see that you're accustomed to the ways of war. Could I come with you on your travels?" Lyn asked.
Mark was shocked for a moment but, quickly regained his composure, "Are you sure? You're very young, I think it's best to ask your parents first" said Mark.
Lyn's cheerful look disappeared. 'I just said something wrong' mark told himself.
"You want me to ask my parents?" she said before she sat down, "My parents died three months ago"
'Dammit Mark why do you have to bring up painful memories to people' Mark told himself.
Lyn started having tears flow down her face.
Mark walked up to her and knelt down in front of her and wiped away her tears.
"Don't go crying on me, I have a similar past. I lost my parents when I was only three. My elder brother, Draco, and his friend, Kia, were my family. It was seven years ago, I was fourteen when they attacked. A group of unknown mercenaries attacked the village we were staying at. My elder brother ordered me to run. I didn't want to and my brother ordered Karel to lead the women and children from the village. The argued but Karel reluctantly followed my brother's orders. We left and we arrived at another village. Shortly afterward we left and returned to our old village. Bodies of the villagers who stayed and fought were everywhere. We found what was left of my brother his sword, his locket and his ring. The three most important things to him. I gathered them up and carried them with me" said Mark, pulling out his sword, Muramasa. "This is my brother's blade, Muramasa. I have its twin, Masamune, it's almost exactly like my brothers but it's a little shorter and is silver killing edge with a black cutting edge. So after we found what was left of my brother, Karel and I left on a journey to find out who attacked our village. I was only 13 and Karel was 17. We searched high and low. Karel trained me and that's how I learned my swordplay. Karel soon became a mercenary and fought many strong opponents and became known as the Sword-Demonbecause he seemed to become a demon as he fought. I became known as the Swordsman of Rage" said Mark.
"Why did you get that title?" asked Lyn.
"When ever I fought a mercenary or bandit, I used the rage, I felt after my brothers death to give me strength. About three years ago, Karel left me a note saying he was leaving me so he could search on his own for the mercenaries. I accepted this and decided to search the Sacean plains. I found a small group of the mercenaries. I attacked them recklessly. I was foolish. I should have had a plan but I didn't. I was just too angry to care. I was quickly defeated and ran from the battle. I wandered for years and that's when you found me" explained Mark.
"That's quite a story" said Lyn.
"So Lyn, you want to travel with me and become stronger?" Mark asked.
"Yes" she said.
"Very well then, you may come with me" Mark said.
"Really? Oh thank you Mark" said Lyn as she jumped up and hugged Mark.
'I can't tell her what happened after that battle. Not yet' Mark told himself as he returned Lyn's hug.
"Let us get supplies at Bulgar. It's not far from here" said Lyn.
"Then let's be on our way" said Mark.
So here's the first chapter. Hope you all like it.
