Hello, I'm Michael. My bros and I share the penname Black Scepter, looks like you're getting me.

Yes, this a LynxTactician story, yes this is the first Fire Emblem for America, and hell yeah it's awesome, my favorite one next to Path of Radiance. I got this idea from fanfic authors Nightfire04 and crosstrigger333.

This story is a self insert, and based off a similar idea by Nightfire04 and crosstrigger333, but I may throw in some originality every now and then. Just to say the idea came from those two authors.

Hope you and enjoy.

Fire Emblem: Skies of Hope

Prologue: The girl from the plains

I'm not smart, I'm not strong, I'm not brave, I'm not confident (could you tell?), I'm just….me. And being me is all I can be, people want me to change, but why should I? I think I like myself how I am… no need for change right? Anyway, you're probably wondering who is mouthing off about their life? You're about to find out in 3…2…1.

"Nicholas Skye, take your headphones out of your ears and help out!"

That was my mom, and as you can tell…I like music, a lot. Grumbling I removed my ear phones, just as I was getting to the chorus too. I walked downstairs, letting my hand slide on the faded gold colored railing and my other hand on the brown wood finish railing. Walking into the family room I could smell smoke, and glancing into the stone fireplace I saw bright hot flames, and I groaned: they wanted me to take in firewood. Why me? I already explained that I'm not a worker, I'm a thinker (or trying to be), but everyone in my house pitches in so… that means I have to help. I slipped on my grey and silver tennis shoes and stepped into the murky cold air, it was fall and cold weather was rolling in. Normally I love fall, the bright blue sky mixed with autumn colors make me want to breathe the sweet air in. But it was murky and wet today, which is why I really wanted to stay inside. My brothers were already helping out, reluctantly as well, but they were helping. Finally after fifteen minutes of log hauling I could finally step inside, I was about to walk upstairs when I heard my sister calling for me. Figures, this always happens.

"Niiiiiiiick!" she yelled out.

"Yeah!" I called back, but I already guessed what she needed.

"Someone has popped on the messenger!"

Sighing I walked to the computer room and moved my sister aside, I clicked the blinking tab and sighed as saw the message.

Hi!

Mary, I sighed, before I could type anything she already sent a second message.

James and Anthony are on, want to rp?

Augh, more bad luck. Figures this would happen if my sis was on. I typed back my sad reply.

"My sister is on, cannot rp, my brother or I will talk to you later okay?"

I waited a bit before she responded.

Awww, oh all right. Later.

I typed my farewell and signed off the messenger, letting my sister back on. I was about to walk upstairs when another voice called for me.

"Nick!" my mom walked up to me, she had an apron on and she seemed to be baking something (lasagna I think…mm, makes my mouth water), and she looked a bit cross, "Why don't you just sign off the messenger when you leave?"

I paused, I keep forgetting to do that because I keep telling myself I may be back on later. And of course, I end up being grilled for it.

"I just…forgot okay? I won't forget next time," I said.

She nodded and walked back off the kitchen, leaving me with a bitter taste in my mouth. Like her response was automatic to my laziness, so what if I'm lazy? I only have one last year before I'm a legal adult and I'd like to spend it free, if people don't mind. Walking up the stairs and to my bedroom and I opened it and stepped inside, I felt like playing my DS for awhile, since I couldn't be online. However, I saw a small blond shape running off with my Mario stickered DS.

"Hey! You have your own you know, stop using mine!" I yelled, sighing I walked into my room and laid on my bed.

Okay… maybe a nap would be better than DS playing. I rolled over to get comfortable when I saw my old GBA SP on my dresser. Sometimes I pull it out to play with, I have been in the mood to play a certain GBA game lately. I opened my brother's dresser drawer and pulled out Fire Emblem, proudly smiling that I was the first to beat this game before he did I slipped it into the SP and turned it on. I erased my winning game and decided to start a new one, I was prompted to create a tactician so I decided to wrote the necessities, birth month March, gender male, name… I decided to go with Nick, because sometimes I wish that was me. Wanting to break free and be part of a story that's bigger than me, wanting to be some awesome hero that people can look up to, wanting to save the day and get the girl. Yeah, I'm a dateless lazy moron, sue me. I wrote the name and pressed start, my character data was accepted and I began to play through the first level. Sometimes imagining myself actually responding to Lyn, and wondering what her voice would be like. I played through the first level, smirking at the tutorial, done it and won it with no problem. However, just as I had Lyn seize the Ger the data froze.

"Noooooooooo!" I moaned, I hated when it did that. I switched off the screen and turned it back on…but the Gameboy Advance opening wasn't there. When I turned it on, it was a black screen.

"What the…?" I muttered, trying to turn it off, nothing worked, nothing happened.

"Okay seriously," I growled, desperately trying to turn it off. Then I saw a small white dot on the screen.

Ah damn it, the pixel's are busted, I loved this SP, I thought sadly, my poor platinum colored SP, which I beat Fire Emblem on was gone. But the white dot was getting bigger, and bigger, and it didn't stop at the screen. Electricity burst out of the screen, I yelled and dropped it out of fear of being shocked. The white light burst from the screen and began taking in air, like a giant vacuum. I turned around to run when I felt it tug on my back. Small tears of fear came from my eyes, I mentioned about not being brave right? I screamed like bloody murder as I was being pulled closer to the light, I could hear everyone else yelling for me but they weren't going to make it. The light already was so large that it was touching my back. It felt warm, like a nice summer day… but I still did not want to go there! However the light had other plans, slamming the door shut so no one could burst I was being swallowed into the light.

"Help me!" I yelled as I was being brought into the light, I was falling, was there no gravity as I was dying? I fell down and fast, then I looked up and saw a small black hole in the light. My life is over…no I don't want it to end!

Yep that's me, mortally afraid of death.

I fell through the hole and found myself…in the air? I was still falling though, falling and falling, and then I saw the sea of green below, a beautiful field. I also realized I was falling straight toward it and I was screaming like hell, I hit the ground (which didn't hurt as much as I thought, but it hurt enough). Small tears of pain came as I laid my head on the grass and blacked out.

"Are you awake?"

If an angel had a voice like that, then I know I'm in heaven. I tried to focus and wake up, my eye lids fluttered and there was an intense pain in my head. I gave a low moan and my eyes began to focus. There stood a girl (now I know I'm dead), light fair skin, long green hair tied in a high ponytail, a turquoise tunic that stopped just above her ankles, soft brown shoes for her feet as she walked over to my bed, that tunic of hers moving along with it as well.

"W-Water," I coughed, my throat feeling like sandpaper, rough and irritating.

She nodded and picked up a bowl of liquid and tipped it into my mouth, it was water… but it was funky tasting, like dirt in it. I coughed a bit, the water spilling onto my bed. But the girl just sighed and lifted the bowl back to my mouth, this time I gulped it down and my throat felt better, though my tongue just tasted dirt and made me cringe.

"I found you unconscious on the plains," the girl explained, setting the water bowl down and sitting on the edge of my bed. "My name is Lyn of the Lorca tribe, you're safe now."

"Thanks, I'm…" I stopped, did she just say Lyn? I sized her up once again, same turquoise clothes, black undershirt, same yellow sash, and of course same hair and skin. Lyn of the Lorca tribe was sitting on my bed, the slits of her dress showed off her legs, which were nice… I quickly shook my head and finished my sentence.

"I'm Nick, nice to meet you," I finished, feeling heat grow in my cheeks.

"Nick?" she repeated, "It's odd… but pay me no mind, it's a good name."

She waved her hand dismissively and I sat up a bit more, the headache was lessening slightly. I could feel stiff bandages around my head, I touched them gingerly and winced a bit.

"I can see by your garb you're a traveler," she noted, allowing me to look down at myself.

Okay, I don't remember wearing green cloaks with some light weight fabric underneath it, I was wearing traveler boots and I had some pouches hanging off my belt. I had some gloves on my hands, they looked worn even though I only just got them. My brain working on automatic right now I just nodded, ignoring the technicalities of this situation.

"Yeah I am… apparently," I added under my breath. Lyn turned to me and gave me a warm smile.

"Well Nick, do you mind telling me a bit about yourself?"

There was the problem of all my conversations, I don't like talking about myself. Who needs someone else to tell me you're a hopeless lazy loser? I was about to open my mouth when Lyn's body tensed, she turned to exit of this hut and walked over to the edge of it.

"I hear something, stay here Nick," she said, stepping outside.

Bandits, I recalled, trying to get on my feet. I hurried my legs off the bed and nearly fell off, okay, still weaker than I thought… I decided to try again a bit more slowly. By the time I was standing upright Lyn burst in, her face flushed and the air grew thick with tension.

"Bandits! They must have came down the mountains, they're going to attack the village near here…there are a few of them, but I have to stop them!"

She ran over to the side of the hut and pulled out an iron sword, she was about to leave when I extended my hand and grabbed her arm.

"Wait! Let me help you!" I protested.

"What but…can you fight?" she asked, a look of worry fell upon her face.

I paused and answered honestly, "I wish, but no."

She was about to walk out again, I couldn't let her go alone. I stopped her once again, thinking of something to say, anything, then I added wildly, "But I'm a tactician!"

That stopped her, she glanced at me said, "You're a strategist by trade? Odd profession but…if you think you can help me, I could use the extra help."

I nodded, following Lyn as we ran outside. I saw a burst of green and blue and immediately fell in love with the plains. Let me tell you, and endless sea of blue against green fields is better than a sea of blue in a city of towering buildings. Unfortunately Lyn and I weren't the only ones on the plains, there were bandits as well, two of them I counted.

"Two of them…they're heading for the Ger," she gasped. "We have to stop them, you stay behind me and tell me what to do."

I gulped, no turning back now. I nodded and turned to the enemies, go time.

(Play: Winds across the Plains — Yuka Tsujiyoko, Fire Emblem 7)

"Okay, first things first, let's get the closest bandit. Over there!" I pointed, she nodded and she took off to him, I was following close behind.

The bandit saw her running to him and swung his axe, she rolled behind him and stabbed him in the back. As he let out his dying scream he turned around and his axe hit her right shoulder, she yelled out and pulled away from him, clutching her shoulder.

"Lyn!" I yelled in worry, "Are you okay?"

"I am alive," she groans, "But my shoulder… I have a Vulenary in my satchel, could you get it for me…?"

I nodded and opened her pack, pulling the cork off the potion I paused for a minute, how do I apply this on her? Do I have her drink it or pour it on her wound?

"For a wound like this," she grimaced, "Pour it on me."

I nodded and tipped the contents on her wound, a bright light shone over it and it healed, like it was never cut in the first place. I looked around and saw the leader walking up to the Ger, growling I pointed over to him.

"He's next, let's go!"

Lyn and I ran across the plains toward him, I have to admit, it was a rush: the thrill of battle…or being behind the scenes anyway. Or should I be mortified that I saw a life taken? Even now I'm still confused on what I felt that day. Lyn charged forward and sliced to the bandit, he leaped aside and laughed.

(End: Winds across the Plains)

"Don't you know who I am? I'm Batta the Beast!" he laughed.

"A beast huh," I grinned, "Then you can die like one, Lyn, do it!"

(Play: Rise to the Challenge – Yuka Tsujiyoko, Fire Emblem 7)

She nodded and swiped her sword at him, Batta laughed and swung his axe. She leaped backwards and rushed forward again, I was in awe, how can one girl move so elegantly in battle? I watched their battle progress and Batta landed a lucky hit, hitting her in back, she fell to her knees.

"No!"

"He's tough…" she groaned, "Nick, if I fall, flee from here. Run far away!"

I was in shock, I read these words from the game but to hear her speak them with such passion. It made me feel odd, she was ready to die if she had to? No, I wouldn't let that happen.

"I'm not leaving, we can win!"

"Die!" Batta roared, holding his axe upwards and brining it down.

There was a gleam in Lyn's eyes, she grasped her sword's hilt and suddenly disappeared. Several thick slashes appeared on the enemy before she appeared in front of him, on her feet.

Her Critical Move! I gasped, as Batta fell on his knees.

"No…my brothers, the Gandolian bandits will make you pay…" Then he gave a shuddering gasp and fell face forward and died.

(End: Rise to the Challenge)

I was still in shock, Lyn was hurt, he was dead and suddenly my head wound came back. I should be doing something but I was so dizzy. I fell on my knees and gave a groan, just as I was about to fall over though I felt an arm wrap around my waist and help me up. I glanced over to see Lyn helping me back to the hut, she must have used another Vulenary to heal cause her back wound was gone, in it's place was a long rip exposing her back a bit. It was very hard not to stare by the way.

"Sorry," I mumbled, "I was only trying to help…"

"Nonsense, you did fine," she said firmly. "Without your help I may not have won."

I dunno… I thought, would she have lost if I wasn't there? I'm not too sure about that, but I was not feeling great and my head was hurting again. She helped me back into the hut and laid me back on the bed, I sighed a bit as I rested my head on something soft.

"Get some rest, the sun sleeps and so should you," she said as she stepped outside.

I tried to close my eyes and calm my nerves down, still was in the feel of the battle, and sometimes excitement affects me. I tossed and turned a bit, trying to calm down, it wasn't working. Then I heard…singing, it was so beautiful, my nerves calmed down and I felt sleepy. I guess the song had some sort of magic to it, soon I gave a great big yawn and fell asleep.

The next morning felt like bliss, I was calmer, and I felt a lot better. I had intentions on going back to sleep when I heard a familiar voice.

"Are you awake?"

I sighed and rolled over to see Lyn, she was bent over a stove and tending to a pot of bubbling stew.

"I am now," I groaned, sitting up. "Sleep okay?"

She nodded and looked over at me, small beads of perspiration appeared from the fireplace heat. She lifted the pot off the fireplace hooks and pulled out some bowls.

"Yesterday's battle must have worn you out," she noted, pouring a bowl of stew and handing it to me.

"A little I guess," I took a spoon and tentatively took a bite, it wasn't that bad really and I did myself a favor and didn't ask what was in it.

"Nick, I something to ask you," she said, as I was eating my food. "I want you to take me with you on your travels."

"Say what?!" I yelled, not because of her wanting to come, but I totally forgot I was a traveler. "Look, I'd love to have you with me, but don't you think your parents would be mad? I think you should get permission from them or something."

"You… you want me to get permission from my parents?" she asked, she sounded sorta…choked up.

"Yeah I said that," I nodded.

She turned away from me and lowered her head, speaking quietly, I could barely hear her next few words, "My parents were killed 6 months ago. Bandits attacked, and they killed so many people… My people— the Lorca— are…I'm…I'm the last one left. My father was the chieftain, and I wanted to protect our people, but they were old fashioned. No one would follow a woman."

"Lyn…" I said, I forgot her parents were killed, I couldn't imagine living my life without my rents and my siblings.

"No, no more tears…I will shed no more," she paused before turning to me. "I want to be stronger. Yesterday's battle taught me something, I'm never going to get stronger by staying here. I want to become stronger, and by being with you I think I can."

I paused, she had such determination and she helped me out…sides I had no idea what the hell I'm doing. So, I nodded.

"Okay, sure, you can come."

She smiled broadly and ran over to my bed, "Truly, thank you so much. Don't worry, I won't leave your side, I'll be your peerless warrior and you will be my cunning strategist."

"Aheheheh," I grinned, not the words I would use, but why not?

I finally got what I wished for, I'm apart of an adventure that is bigger than me, question is…will I live through it? I hope so, cause truth to be told, I still have some questions: why am I here? Who brought me here? What happened to my family? How long will I be gone? So many questions, and I have the feeling the answers are not going to come to me easy, it would be predictable, nothing ever comes easy for me.

To be continued.

That's it, I hope it's okay for a starter. Reviewing would be awesome, please do, flaming would not be, so don't.