This is the first chapter of the rewritten 'The Earth Girl Will Have to Save Us' I've worked a whole lot harder on this one and the characters should be a lot easier to by. Though there are no Fire Emblem Characters in this chapter, I will work hard to prevent them from becoming OOC. Please let me know if they manage to anyway. This story will be updated every other week-hopefully-and I will work on it as often as I can-meaning little to no other projects while I'm writing it. I do hope you enjoy this story. Please, Read and Review. Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem or Starwars.
Chapter One: Unwelcome
With her feet propped up and her laptop on her legs, Alice typed away on her computer, her fingers moving quickly across the keyboard. Every so often, the teenage girl would look up, either to watch her little brother-who's playing a video game-or to stare at the ceiling-to help collect her thoughts. She tugged absently at her pony-tail, tightening it, while she glance again at the tv screen. Her brother was playing 'Lego Starwars' on their Wii and having trouble figuring out what to do next.
"Try that crane over there." Alice hinted, pointing at the screen. Her brother glanced at her, having to think a moment before figuring out that she was adressing him. He looked back at the screen, stilling his character's movements and scanning over the area.
"What crane?" He asked in a frustrated tone of voice. Alice decided to ignore it for the moment and just gestured to the left with her thumb.
"Over to the left a litte." She said. Her brother looked at her again before returning his eyes to the screen. He made his character retrace his steps and walk to the left of the screen.
"That crane." Alice stated-grinning-when the crane she was referring came into view.
"What- Oh. That crane." He said. He laughed as his character jumped in and picked C3PO up with with the crane's claw. Alice laughed at the scene before turning her eyes back to her work, her brown eyes scanning over what she'd written so far.
Over 15,000 words.
Not bad for five hours.
Alice smiled at her computer, proud of herself. However, now she felt stiff and her wrists were starting to hurt. Sitting on a couch, in pretty much the same position for five hours, wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her brother get off his chair and turn off the Wii.
"Givin' up already?" She asked, raising one eyebrow. He looked at her, a guilty expression on his face.
"Am not! I-I'm just going to run around." He said, stumbling a little over his words. Alice laughed and 'shooed' him.
"I'm just messin' with ya." She said. Her brother rolled his eyes at her and groaned softly before moving to a clear part of the living room and proceeding to run around, making sound effects as he played. Alice laughed softly at her brother, always full of energy.
"Ugh! I need to move." She groaned quietly to herself as she stretched out her body beneath her laptop. She continued to extend her body till she heard, and felt, her back popped. She grunted and sighed, relaxing her body again. She sat there for another moment before setting her laptop on the ground and getting up. Alice paused a moment, feeling dizzy. She shook her head-which only succeeded in making her head hurt-and walked towards her balcony, ignoring her lightheaded feeling.
Pulling open the glass door, Alice was hit with a strong ozone smell, an obvious sign that it was going to rain soon. Smiling, Alice made her way onto the balcony. Behind her, she heard her brother pause in his run-arounds a moment before the sound effects started up again. Alice rolled her eyes, smiling, and shut the door behind her, so she didn't have to listen to him.
Alice walked up to the railing of her balcony that separated her from the 15-story plunge straight to the ground. Looking around, she marveled at the sight around her. Huge buildings all around her, the capital of her country just a few blocks away. A huge castle just in the horizon, surrounded by trees. It had been a year since she moved to Maryland, but she still marveled at the sight.
Alice grew up in a military family, moving a lot. She'd been many places, mostly islands, but also a desert and some snowy mountains-though she wasn't much of a fan of the cold. She wasn't use to the cities, so it was quite an interesting change. There were some things she didn't like, or wasn't use to, but there were also things that intested her about the place.
Plop!
Alice jumped as something cold and wet landed on her cheek. She looked up at the grey sky.
Plop!
Another drop landed on the corner of her eye. She giggled softly and looked out at the city again, not bothering to wipe the water away. Alice sighed contently as she placed her forearms on the cold metal of the railing in front of her, leaning over and laying her chin on her arms.
A feeling of peace and calm fell over her as the rain fell harder. She closed her eyes and sighed into her arm. She loved the rain. Ever since she moved to the city, she'd seen less and less of the oceans and seas she was use to. Rain helped to calm her frazzled nerves and mind. It wasn't as effective as the ocean, but in the city, it was pretty much all she had.
Alice's mind wandered to her past, to what little she remembered of it, and to the events that had led to her moving away. The reason she was so use to the ocean-and one of the reasons for her homeschooling-was the same one that pulled her away from the life she was use too.
Still, she was thankful that she got to experience what she did. And now, thanks to that, she no longer worried about things normal teenagers did. She had other responsibilities and worries, sure, but she felt she could handle them. Alice was never, and still isn't, one to like to be shoved into situations unprepared. Now, though she knew she still had a lot to learn, she didn't feel like she would lose herself.
Alice's mind drifted back to less complicated thoughts. To her stories and her friends online. She knew she would have to go back inside soon, since she was pretty much soaked now and the wind was kicking up, pelting her with huge droplets of rain and chilling her body.
Even that nagging feeling in the back of her head-the one urging her to go inside-wasn't enough for her to get up.
She frowned as the feeling continued bubbling up in her chest. She thought about heeding it, but, feeling the rain sliding down her back under her shirt, convinced herself to ignore it. She sighed again and buried her head in the crook of her elbow, breathing in the scent of water on her skin.
Fwoosh!
The sound of wind, far stronger and more deliberate than that caused by the growing storm, forced Alice to reconsider her decision. She shot up to her full five-foot-eight height, her back snapping straight, and tore open her eyes. Alice took an involuntary step back as she stared at the cloaked figure before her. Whoever this person was, he/she was large, maybe six-foot-five, and larger around then even Alice, with her strong build, was. She gasped and lifted up her foot as if to step towards the exit. However, her muscles twitched and she set herself back on her feet, her stance wide and ready to fight. If she went inside, she would endanger her little brother.
Alice held up her hands-fists open-ready to defend herself, thanking her father a thousand times for teaching her to fight, as well as forcing her to take martial arts. The man. . . or woman. . . or thing! just started at her for a moment, his hood bobbing up and down slightly in a way that suggested that he/she was looking her over.
A feeling of dread built up in Alice's chest and she clenched her jaw, forcing herself to stay calm and focused. She took in a deep breath through her nose, concentrating on the man intently, while centering her balance for a stronger stance. She kept her eyes on him as she pictured the balcony. It was clear that the moment she looked away from this man, he would take his chance to attack her. Since she knew her home, she had the advantage. . . Or, so she hoped.
A lightbulb went off in her head. Other than the fact that they were 15-stories up, the thing that unnerved Alice the most about the balcony was one point in the railing, one flaw. There was a beam that didn't quite sit right in it's hole, a single beam that was the weak point of the railing. Alice was sure that, if she felt as though she could break it on her own, she could easily get the guy to break through it.
Only two problems.
One, the beam was to her right, his left, and she knew there was no way she could shove him from the side and get him to run into it. At best, she could try and get him to turn somehow and take him from the front, where his bulk was. It would be easy to knock him off balance, based solely on his weight. But, from the his presence, this person was obviously a skilled fighter. She wouldn't be surprised if he had as good of a balance as she did-and that's one thing Alice did have.
Her second issue? She wasn't sure she could push him. One of Alice's major flaws was her hesitance, a key disability in combat. . . and politics. Alice knew this, almost always, gave her a disadvantage, but it came with being large. You have to watch your strength or you'll hurt people without meaning to. This thought, along with her attention to detail and lack of confidence in herself, forced Alice to always doubt her choices and she grew hesitant over time.
Alice clenched her jaw harder, earning a painful protesting groan from her teeth. She went back over her options, thanking her father, and mother, for her fast thought process. Alice knew her best option was to coax him into turning then shoving him, which she did have confidence she could do, into the railing. However, based on her own morals and personality, it was also the worse option.
Maybe if she-
Crack!
Lightning, swiftly followed by thunder, filled the air with light and sound, startling poor Alice. She jumped, nerves set aflame, and her eyes flickered to the source.
A bad move.
The moment she looked away, the stalemate between her and the cloaked person was broken and her/his hand shot out towards her at blinding speeds. Her instincts and her own speed allowed her to grab his wrist and attempt to move away, but his hand wrapped around her throat before she could get clear.
Alice gasped for breath as she was lifted into the air by her throat. She'd always laughed at those woman in movies that were attacked like this, yelling at the screen to grab him by the thumb and take his hand off, or to kick him in the face. Now that she was in the same situation, she could see why they didn't. The lack of air? The shock of being grabbed so violently in such a vital area? The fear of being unable to touch the ground? It was all startling and she wanted nothing more than to cry and beg him to let go.
However, she had a few things to try before she hurt her pride with such an obvious show of weakness.
First, she tried to grab his thumb and pry it off her. However, she couldn't get her hands under his thumb enough to do so. His grip was too tight.
Next, she tried get her chin under his hand, so she could at least breath. Even with the help of her hand, she faced the same problem. His grip was simply too stong.
Deciding she need to loosen his grip somehow, she tired to kick him in the face, hoping that would be enough of a distraction to get him to loosen up his grip, just a bit.
However, he was able to catch her foot easily with his free hand, slowly lowering it from his face-which remained hidden under his hood-and let go. Alice didn't fight it as her leg return back to it's place next to the other, a good few inches off the ground.
Alice, again, felt lightheaded, though not from simply getting up this time. Still gripping at his hand, trying to find some kind of purchase, she took in as much breath as she could. She was still losing more air than she was taking in, but it at least bought her a few more seconds.
"W-Why. . . are you. . . a-attacking. . . m-me?" She asked, gasping and trying to breath between words. The figure stayed silent for a moment.
"What is your name girl?" The cloaked person asked, it's voice deep and resonating with power. She guess the figured to be a man. Alice gave him a confused look as she adjusted her grip on his hand.
"M-My. . . name?" She panted out, her lungs now filling with fire as they screamed out for air.
"You name, child. Tell me your name." He pressed, squeezing her throat.
"A-Alice!" She squeaked out in pain, clawing at his hand. She put her foot on his chest, hoping to gain some purchase as well as some air for her screaming lungs.
"Your full name, girl." He growled, a sound that would frighten even the most battle hardened animal. Alice felt a cold dread pool in her stomach, a feeling that should counter the pain in her chest but only seemed to heighten it.
"A-Alice. . . L-Laraine. . . G-G-" Alice couldn't seem to get enough air to continue speaking. The man growled again and let go of her suddenly, dropping her. Alice gasped, taking in as much air as her could take. She barely got time to take a second breath before the guy grabbed her again, this time his large gloved hand tightened around her lower jaw. Alice squeaked in pain, feeling her bones creaking under the pressure of his hold. She forced the heel of her palm into the man's arm at an angle and with such forse that would normally shatter his bones, but the man only flinched and growled at her again.
"You're name girl!" He yelled, tightening his grip further.
"Alice Laraine Galvan!" She squeaked, grabbing his hand hand with both of hers to try and pry it off, hoping to ease the pain on her jaw. The moment the words were out of her mouth, his hand was gone. Alice stumbled back, rubbing her jaw while she continued to pant. She bent over, trying to catch her breath. When she looked up to glare at the man, he was standing over her, grabbing her by the front of the shirt.
For the second time that day, Alice was lifted off of her feet. Growing angry with his rough handling and constant invasion of personal space, she kicked at his face again. And, again, he caught her foot. He shoved the offending limb back to it's spot under her and brought her closer to him. Though she still couldn't see his face, she could practically smell death on him, his breath seemed to reek of it.
"Finally, I've found you once again." He said, the tone of his voice sending chills down her spine. Before Alice could even think of asking what he meant, he hoisted her high in the air again.
"We will meet again later girl." He said, chuckling to himself. A moment of relief swept through her. Though, based on his statement, she figured he would come back, at least he would put her down.
The moment this passed through Alice's mind, she felt weightless. Water pelted her still and wind howled around her body harder than before. It took her mind a moment to catch up and figure out what had happened.
He'd thrown her over the side of the railing.
With her back to the ground, Alice was plummeting fifteen stories downwards. She wanted to scream, tried to scream, but her vocal cords were frozen along with the rest of her body. Her eyes
I'm going to die! Thank you for reading. Please review. Though I do not particularly like flames, I am use to it so give me your worse. I am working on a different fanfiction style. I'm writing this in the style leaning more towards a novel. It's easier for me to work on and, thus, is better. Please bare with me. I know that it seems kind of slow. . . well, maybe not at the moment, but it might later. It's just the novel styling. Thank you, Ja ne, Shezu (P.S. Thank PINKDIAMOND4000, she's the one who convinsed me to post this first chapter.)