Hello again. New idea that was bouncing around. This may very well start a new rush of fanfictions as well. Final Fantasy Tactics Advance doesn't have more than about 25 crossovers and this is too good to pass up. Enjoy.

Tactical Awakening

Chapter 1: Goodbye to Old Friends, Hello to New Comrades

"Goodbye everyone!"

Those were Marche's last thoughts as the world faded and broke apart beneath him. After Mewt woke up from his time as a spoiled prince, the boy was ready to return and had used the magic of the Grimoire to set the world to rights. Marche and Mewt both stood on the platform leading into the temple as a flash of light blinded them.

Doned looked up from the table where he sat across from Montblanc's brother Nono as a flash of light blinded him for a moment. He sighed as he stood up from the table. He pulled out a few gil and left it on the table. He whispered a quick goodbye to Nono and went up the stairs to the door of the pub. As he passed by the bartender, his eyes fell upon the form of Ezel Berber who gave him a sad smile before Doned was gone. Then the Numou and Hume faded away and the pub broke apart.

Ritz cried as she held on tightly to Shara. She hated that she would lose her friend. Though they had promised to find a way to meet up someday, she knew that she would forever miss her friend until that day. Then she stood up straight and let the red fade from her hair. Shara smiled at her and gave her a Viera salute with the bow in her hand. Ritz turned and started walking. Then she began to jog and then, before she knew it, she was running as the world flashed white and the Elutt Sands broke apart underneath her. Soon she found herself standing with Marche, Doned, and Mewt.

The four looked at each other for a long time.

"So, I guess this is it." Ritz said.

"Yeah." Mewt said quietly, "We're going home."

"Don't worry guys." They all looked at Marche who gave them an easy smile brimming with confidence, "From here on out, no matter what happens, we will always have each other's backs. If we ever need help, all we have to do is ask."

Doned sighed, "Look at you, planning the next adventure already, aren't you Marche?"

"It can't be helped." Ritz said with a laugh, "Adventuring has been ingrained into all of us in some form or another. But hey! Life is looking up for all of us, isn't it?"

Just as the words left her mouth, they all suddenly felt as if they had been hit by something. They stumbled in place before fierce winds seemed to appear in the middle of their group. They each tried to grab ahold of each other, but Marche was only able to grab onto Doned. Three vortexes appeared, each looking out onto a different terrain.

Marche and Doned fell into the one that looked out onto a burning forest. Mewt fell into one that looked out into a frozen domain. Ritz fell into the vortex that opened over the arid land that steadily changed into a desert.

West of Ylisstol, Burning Forest

Robin cried out as he barely dodged a strike from the corpse like figure before sending out a burst of lightning. The creature fell and Robin was forced to quickly turn and block an axe with his sword. He jumped back and was about to cut through the creature when he heard what sounded like two people crying out above him.

Both he and the corpse creature looked up and the first thing that the two noticed was the opening in the sky. The second thing was the two bodies that were falling to the ground and the third that was running through the same portal. Robin could only stare in shock as the first and bigger of the two figures landed back first on top of the corpse creature's head and there was an audible *snap* before the creature collapsed as if it were a puppet with the strings cut.

As the creature disintegrated, the second form landed on top of the larger and both groaned. Slowly they stood up and turned to Robin who could just make out their faces in the fires around them.

"Hey! What's going on? Where are we?" The taller asked him.

"My name is Robin. Sorry, but I can't stick around! I need to find Chrom and the others. They have probably come across these creatures as well." Robin turned and started running through the forest in the direction of the sounds of battle. He vaguely noted the two following after him and focused on getting to where Chrom was.

They reached the clearing just in time to see one of the creatures about to strike down Lissa. Robin started to gather energy for the tome in his hand but the taller of the two boys beat him to the punch. Within moments, he had rushed forward, pulled a large sword from over his shoulder and slashed through the creature as if it were made of butter.

Before anyone could make a move, the shorter one had shot forward with a shout of "Blizzard!" and froze another creature that was moving up behind the taller one. When the ice that formed around the creature shattered, it fell to the ground with a few limbs missing before dissipating. Robin was startled out of watching them when he had to dodge a sword from another creature. This one was bigger than the rest and had an aura that seemed to lead credence to the assumption that it was the leader.

Robin jumped back and shot a ball of lightning at it. The creature barely stumbled before it let out a roar. Robin jumped back again and Chrom took his place, getting a cut in that caused the creature to flinch, but it still didn't fall. Chrom moved to the side and tried for another strike but realized that the creature had anticipated this. It brought the sword around and almost managed to hit Chrom when a light enveloped the man and the sword gravitated towards the two newcomers.

The taller was holding his knightsword above his head and brought it down in time to block the sword. He then took the initiative, which was made easier when the younger shouted "Haste!" and he brought the sword around in a downwards diagonal. With a shout of "Holy Blade!" It came down and sheared through the skin of the creature. The Holy light entered the body and instantly caused the unholy being to combust. With it gone, the woods went silent.

They all stood there for a moment before the taller let out a sigh and said, "Sure wasn't expecting that to be the first thing to happen to me. What say you Doned?"

The shorter smirked and said, "But it was rather enjoyable. I was a bit peeved and this was a good way to let off some stress."

Before the taller could say anything back, Chrom stepped forward, "Excuse me."

The two looked over at him and Chrom suddenly felt like he was being judged, but he refused to step back, "I wish to thank you two. That first creature you fought was about to kill my sister. If you hadn't gotten here when you did, I may have lost her."

That feeling was gone and the boy with the blonde hair gave a wide grin, "It was no problem. My name is Marche. This is my brother Doned." He gestured over at the smirking boy beside him who gave a slight wave before he walked over to a tree and began to climb it.

"My name is Chrom." Chrom said before pointing out at the ones he was naming, "These are Robin, Fredrick the Wary, and my little sister Lissa! And this is-"

Chrom looked around in confusion, "Where did that other guy go?"

"The Wary, huh?" Marche said looking over at the man with a grin, "Bet you wear that title proudly."

"Indeed, I do." Fredrick said with a slight bow of his head, "I am the voice of caution to this otherwise band of unfortunate youths."

"Then Marche will fit in just fine!" Doned called out from the top of the tree, "But we might need to worry about the two coming up to us. Looks like a woman on horseback and an Archer. Possibly a Hunter."

"Must be Sully then." Chrom said, "She is a real spitfire that refuses to believe that she can't do just as good as a man on horseback. Don't know the archer.

Within minutes the two had appeared in the clearing and Sully dismounted in front of Chrom, "Commander! Saw the fire and came to see what had happened."

"We are fine Sully. Thanks for the concern." Chrom said with a small smile, "We had help from three others, though only two seem to be here for now. Tell me, did you run into any trouble on the way here?"

"Found a few strange undeads but me and the other guy here took care of them. Never got his name." Sully said before looking over at the guy.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Allow me to introduce myself! I am Virion, Archest of Archers! Here at your service to help as needed." The man gave an exaggerated bow before waiting.

Nobody clapped as Chrom spoke up, "It is a pleasure to meet you Virion and thank for that performance, but I am afraid that we must be moving. I fear what may happen if we do not get to Ylisstol in time. Come! We're moving out! If the three of you wish, you may come with us."

With that Chrom started moving and his group followed after him. Doned came down and shared a look with Marche before they began following with Virion sulking as he brought up the rear.

(Snowy Plains, unknown location)

Mewt groaned as he sat up before he immediately started shivering. The biting cold in the air helped him to wake up and he found himself on the side of a frozen dirt path. He made to get up, only to find a sword suddenly at his throat.

"Don't move Foreigner!" came the female voice and Mewt instantly froze, "You are going to tell me why you are here and why you think that I should let you go."

"Well," Mewt said, "If I knew where I was and who you are then I could tell you for certain."

He looked up into the eyes of a young girl not a year older than him. She glared down at him and said, "My name is Sarah and this my home village of Twin Peak."

And another story started. *Sigh* Sorry about this, but the ideas are in my head and I need to get them out. I keep getting this feeling that my head is a little cluttered. Anyways, I might also forget about chapter six of Trainer of Sorcery as I need to plan out Pewter city. So hope you enjoy this while you wait.