AN: Well, I had this idea nagging in the back of my mind. I've never really played Fire Emblem, but I've watched so many play-throughs (I just want to play the game!) to get the point of what happens (the closest game I've played to Awakening was Shadow Dragon, which isn't very close at all... but similar... I hope...).

So, I had an idea about if Ke'ri, the girl that Lon'qu was friends with, came back to life. I looked around to see if anyone typed anything of the sort, but I didn't see anything about this. So enough of that... I am going to write my version of this, and I'm going to try my best.

Bright light...

Where am I? Who am I?

Ke'ri is your name, I heard someone say.

I forced myself to open my eyes, seeing that I was all alone in a field. Long, green grass surrounded me. Dragonflies raced around in the air, while butterflies lazed around and rested on flowers. Birds overhead soared in the sky, a bright blue with few wispy clouds in the air. The sun shone overhead, brighter than anything. Squinting, I stood up shakily. My legs protested as I made them move after what seemed like an eternity.

I thought I died, protecting that swordsman who I called my best friend. But why am I here again?

You are here because you have a mission, a voice said. I almost jumped, my eyes widening in surprise.

"Who is this?"

I am your spirit guardian, Lena.

"Lena... as in one of Marth's allies? The great Hero-King's ally?"

I am the Lena which you talk about. Yes, you are correct. But the focus is your journey.

"Oh, right. But, wow! A legend! ... What kind of journey do you have for me? Is that why I was... reborn?"

Right again. What you must do first is head for the village you see over there. Along the way, I will tell you of what powers you possess other than sword-fighting.

Other powers... Wow, really? That would be so cool!

As I headed towards the only village in sight, Lena told me that I had elemental powers as well as just sword fighting. I was a special myrmidon, in fact.

I reached in the bag I had on my right side, and I pulled out three tomes. They all happened to have indecipherable words that I couldn't read. It happened to be a very old Thunder, Fire, and Wind tome. And supposedly, I had light magic, except I was not strong enough to use it. In fact, I knew very little about magic, but Lena the spirit told me that I would advance very quickly and be a magic expert as well.

I reached the village, and found a man who was named the Speaker. He gave a tour around the old village. It was near the border of Ylisse, but still in Plegia, isolated in the middle of nowhere. It has been about six years ago when I died, according to the time it was now. Ylisse and Plegia are now in war. Before, the two countries have never really gotten along so well, and everybody in Chron'sin was anticipating the violence to break out anytime soon, like a dam of water about to give in and burst.

"But I've heard that the Shepherds are coming to free the land. They haven't reached here, but the very thought of them gives us fear. The Shepherds are our hope, you see." the Speaker had said to me.

At a nearby, cheap inn, I rested there for a few nights, getting various dreams.

"Ke'ri?" a familiar man asks, a look of shock on his face. "Is it really... you?"

The scene keeps going on and on in my head, yet I could only hear his voice. Everything was blurred, so it was frustrating to see. It must have been the future, I think. It was going to happen. I know it. The dream kept appearing in my head, over and over, yet slightly varying in different ways. Because of that, I was anxious to see who was really speaking to me.

The seventh day I was reborn, an attack almost devastated the village. I decided to practice the strange art of sword fighting that I had. My blade would envelop in magic power, and I would defeat enemies with ease. And spirit Lena was right: I was getting better with each time I fought another enemy. I had gotten a little more familiar of how I could fight.

Open the book, focus your mind, channel the power through your sword, attack...

The steps were listed out in my head as I did that over and over again. It was actually easy, to my surprise. I also had a new ability called 'Sol'. Lena told me that I could revive some health after I attacked.

By the end of the battle, several of our own village soldiers were killed, some shops and houses destroyed. Smoke rose in the air of the enemies called Risen throwing torches at our houses. I cringe at the sight of them and their bloodied swords or claws. Too many lives had already been lost if this happened for so many villages...

Speaker came out and acknowledged the remaining soldiers.

"Today, we have encountered tragedy. But we must learn to move on. We must rebuild the village, and have faith in protecting in the little we have left. We must stay strong. And we have been blessed with our new swordswoman here. Thank Naga for our savior."

"I'm not a savior... I only helped fight!" I wanted to say, but the village women and children all gave me their gratitude.

I still had nagging thoughts at the back of my mind.

"Who are the Shepherds? Why was I really reborn? What is my purpose in the world?"

Those questions, my friend, will be answered in time...

AN: So that's my first chapter of my first Fire Emblem story on ! I hope you enjoyed it. Please review, and make a few suggestions.

This is also a Lon'qu x Ke'ri story, starting off in the Plegia war.

Thank you so much for reading!