IkeXSothe- Wishful Sin

(From Sothe's point of view)

(Takes place in FE 10, but it makes references to 9)

(Chapter one)

(Disclaimer-I do not own fire Emblem or any of the characters in this story except for my oc Rend.)

I ran my fingers down my limp and cold arm, tracing the blood that seeped from the deep wound on my shoulder. I picked up the damp towel that lay beside me and wiped away the blood that dripped down my arm. I shifted my body and hit the bucket of warm water beside me and it fell to the ground. I tightened my hand around my arm in aggravation. I felt someone put there hand on my shoulder and I turned around, quickly. Edward was standing behind me, smiling. I sighed and hung my head down in shame. How could he smile at me, after everything I let happen? I clenched my fist and glared at him and he only smiled at me in return.

"You know, no one blames you, Sothe." He said. I looked away from him. Why, why did they keep telling me that! It was my fault, it was! How could he just stand there and say that! I punched the wall, which quivered in response to the blow. Edward backed away from me.

"Edward…" I growled. He lowered his head and walked back over to me.

"Yeah?" Confusion and fear were written all over his face and they showed in his voice.

"W-what… now?" I asked him.

"I don't know, but we can't give up, if we do then Daein will never be able to break away from Begnion."

"What does it matter, Pelleas is dead." "That may be true, but Daein still suffers from the blood contract." "What can we do?" I felt Edward's hand slam into the side of my face. I blinked a few times and looked up at him. He looked angry and annoyed. I was too shocked to say anything. I sat there staring at him in surprise. He waited for several minutes and when I didn't say anything, he did. "Pick up where Micaiah left off! Lead the army we still have, Sothe! I understand it hurts you, but she would never want us to just give up and die like a bunch of worthless dogs! If you really want to do something then let's do something!"

"It's not that easy, the blood pact, with it we can't do anything."

"That's where you're wrong; we leave Daein forever to make sure it has a future. As rouges they can't use the blood pact against us!"

"I suppose you're right. Anything is better then sitting around here." Edward's smile returned and he was joyful once again. I got up and prayed that Edward was right. I had no intention of letting him die as well. I wonder what Ike would think of me now that I had let my comrades die, I laughed at this thought. How many years has it been? What does it matter anymore, anyway and why…why do I even care?

"Hey, Sothe, let's go already!" Edward's voice snapped me back into reality; blinking a few times I nodded my head and followed him out of our hideout, a small and rundown old shed, and into the forest where I took the lead. We would be out of Daein soon and we would never be able to go back. It's funny that I care so much for Daein after all Daein did try to kill us three years ago. If we could make it into Gallia and if I could find Ranulf or maybe even Ike, then we would be home free. Edward followed so closely behind me that I could feel him breathe on my neck. He struggled slightly as we entered the denser forests of Gallia's borders.

"Sothe, someone is following us." Edward whispered into my ear, he was out of breath and tried.

"I know. They have been trailing us ever since we passed through Crimea, two days ago."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I thought we could lose them, but I was wrong."

"Then it looks like we fight." Edward left my side and charged into the forest. I reached out to grab him, but I couldn't catch him and he was gone, out of my site.

"Edward, don't!" I ran after him, but I was unable to find him. Panic started taking over me. Why was this happening to me? I've lost so much already! Edward please don't die on me! I searched in the direction he had run off to. I slipped on the morning due and tumbled down into a bush and hit something. I rubbed my head with my good arm. Something cold and wet slid across my face. I blinked a few times and a saw a purple cat sitting on my stomach.

"Did you just lick me?!"

"Yeah." The cat replied happily and rubbed his head against my chest. I pushed him off of me. I could feel blush on my cheeks and I tried to hide it.

"Do I know you?"

"Awww you were blushing!"

"I was not, now what the hell is your problem?!"

"Awwww, you haven't changed much have you?'

"Who the hell are you?"

"The name's Rend, you probably don't remember me, but I did a lot of behind the scene things for Ike and Ranulf in the war three years ago. Its funny how this world can't even go three years without starting a new war." He laughed out the last words.

"Whatever, did you see a boy with brown hair run past here?"

"No, I can't say I have, Sothey."

"What…did you just call me?!"

"Sothey." He wagged his tail. He had an amused look on his face and I was about a second away from beating the crap out of the little idiot, when I heard a loud thud, followed by several voices and the roar of a tiger laguz. Rend turned around and looked in the direction the noise had come from. Edward…I hope you're okay. I ran off into the direction of the sound and Rend ran after me.

"What do you want?"

"It's those damn bandits again, they attack travelers. They've even killed a few."

"Edward…" I breathed. We entered the clearing. The stench of blood hung heavy in the air and something seemed to be bothering Rend. His ears pricked up and he narrowed his bright green eyes. I could hear a growl escape his throat.