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Fate/brave soul

Prologue: Vengeance

"To be betrayed by the one you trusted most, and used as a tool. Princess, no Queen, Ovelia please forgive for not being by your side as I should have," a young woman donning a forest green cloak whispered softly as she gazed down at pale figure lying on the chipped grey stone pathway to the small ancient remnants of church forgotten by time. The vibrant green grass around the area grew wildly as several unkempt, several flowers were also in bloom, and all were differing shades of white, pink, and gold. Taking a glance at the crumbling remains of the brown bricked church before her the cloaked woman noticed that the bronze bell that hung just above the demolished entrance way still looked as good as new and still clanged lightly in the gentle breeze of a strong eastern wind.

Slowly bending down the sound of the heavy armor she was wearing, underneath the cloak that enshrouded her face from view, clanked nosily against itself as she squatted over the corpse of a young woman with flowing orange yellow hair which extended down to her back. The young woman's slender face was extremely pale due to blood loss and her once rosy lips were now a pale purple.

Reaching out with a well worn brown leather gauntlet hand the cloaked woman gently slid down the fallen young woman's eyelids over her lifeless amber eyes. Straightening out the deceased young woman's blood red mid length cape embroidered with gold trim, as well as her blood stained white dress which was also embroidered with gold at the seams, the cloaked woman exhaled a sigh that seemed to be laced with sorrow and fatigue.

After folding the woman's pale arms over her chest, were the fatal wound was located, in a burial style fashion the cloaked woman then fished out two silver coins from within the confines of her cloak and placed them softly onto the young woman's eyelids.

"Ferry well my Princess, and dear friend, now you may pass on to the after life and be at peace," the cloaked woman stated as she placed a gentle feather light kiss on princesses pale cheek with her pouty rose pink lips.

"Milady, are you ready to move out?" a faint female voice called out from the other side of the crumbling tan brick wall that separated the cloaked woman from her troops.

Exhaling another sorrowful sigh the cloaked woman cast one last glance at the princess as she walked toward the decimated entrance way that once stood as an arch but was now no more then crumbling brick. Upon reaching the bend the woman immediately came face to face with another young woman.

The woman before her wore a pure white cloak with a royal blue lion insignia on the back, as well as a sterling silver reinforced breast plate, long royal blue skirt which extended down to her calves, a pair of brown leather gauntlets, and a pair of brown leather grieves with silver shin guards. Her hair was an orange yellow color, however slightly duller then princesses, and extended down slightly past her shoulders while framing her slender face nicely. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue, almost black, and her lips were slightly more then thin pink lines on her face.

"Alexandra prepare your chocobo, we're getting ready to move out," the cloaked woman stated as she strode toward a giant black violet feathered bird which looked to be a cross between an ostrich and a toucan due to it's enormous beak.

"Yes Milady," Alexandra answered dutifully with same voice originally heard from behind the wall. After bowing respectfully the young woman ran toward her own giant yellow bird and mounted her brown and orange leather saddle.

The cloaked woman did the same as she grabbed the reins and gently tugged them in order to get the black chocobo to turn around. After the bird did a 180, it was original facing the wall, the cloaked figure came face to face with a seemingly endless number of troops all donning similar battle gear. The men were donning beige colored turtle neck sweaters, similar white capes as the women, a sterling silver breast plate, brown leather grieves and gauntlets, as well as various swords within their brown leather sheaths. Most of the men's hair cuts were almost exactly identical, aside from a select few whose hair grew down to their shoulders, and stopped just above the ears in a bowl cut like fashion.

The women were donning similar a similar out fit as Alexandra, with a similar hairstyle but with varying colors. There were also a select number of troops, such as the Lancers who were doing a full set of silver armor (with dragon like wings on the top of their helmets) above the waist and brown leather pants with silver grieves at the bottom, who wore their own customary uniform. However, everyone stood in a vast green field awaiting the orders of their cloaked leader.

Clearing her throat the cloaked woman prepared to speak in her slightly baritone authoritative voice as she surveyed the troops before her. "It fills my heart with immense joy to have you all gathered here before me!" the cloaked woman began as he voice echoed through out the field.

"All of you know why you are here! You know that your queen has been murdered in cold blood by your ruthless king! All of you know that your king is cold and manipulative! That is why we stand and fight today! To save our land from this corrupt leader, who uses God as nothing more then a tool to control you! On this day, we will take back Ivalice!" the young woman bellowed as she drew out a silver sword by its light blue sapphire handle and thrust it into the air toward the clear blue skies above.

This brought out a loud battle cry in agreement from the troops amassed before her. Smirking the woman continued bellowing, "WE MOVE OUT NOW!" The troops once again cried out in unison and psyched themselves up for the upcoming battle.

"Milady, do you really think we stand a chance against King Hyral?" Alexandra questioned, skepticism only evident in her voice as her face betrayed no emotion.

"We don't have a choice Alexandra, if we don't stand and fight there is no telling what he will do to the people. He's already manipulated and killed the queen, and for him to murder her in cold blood only proves that he is ill-suited to be king," the cloaked woman stated as she whipped the reins causing her chocobo to start moving out at a steady pace.

As Alexandra watched the woman ride off toward the King's castle, troops in toe, she couldn't help but think one last thought. 'I think she has forgotten that we fought side by side, I already know that's she's trying to avenge him as well, but this is ridiculous…I just hope I wont regret my decision later on,' the blue eyed girl thought to herself with a slight frown finding it's way onto her thin lips. Exhaling a tired sigh she immediately whipped her reigns and the giant yellow bird dashed off at a blistering pace to rejoin the rest of the troops.

As they marched the cloaked woman thought she spotted a knight donning a red cloak with a white lion insignia on the back as her troops approached the hill that would have led into King Hyral's Castle. However, just as soon as she blinked he was gone.

'I must be seeing things,' she thought to herself with a slight frown finding its way onto her lips, 'But maybe I'm not.' Stopping abruptly for a moment she considered whether or not to move forward as she brought her thumb up to her lip and nibble at the tip nervously.

"Is their something wrong Milady?" Alexandra inquired, concern evident in her eyes, as she rode up beside the cloaked woman and noticed the frown playing on her lips.

"Ye….no, its nothing. Let's continue," the cloaked figure stated calmly as she doubled the pace and headed over the hill, her troops not far behind. 'I can't have any doubts, that will only get us killed. There's no reason for me to question this, for he has no idea that I'm still alive so there is no way he can be prepared for this. There is no way he can keep me from avenging them,' she thought to herself as her lips became no more then thin lines on her face. However, as soon as she reached the top of the hill she immediately regretted her decision to press forward.

Thousands upon Thousands of troops stood lined up in perfect rectangular formations, sectioned off by their class and skills standing in a vast green field that stood between the giant stone wall that separated her troops from the kingdom beyond its gates. The spot was perfectly suited for the infamous battle about to take place, and soon the yellow green grass would be dyed in blood.

The first formation consisted of hundreds of thousands of knights, far more then the cloaked woman had, with lancers directly behind them and thousands of archers behind them. All of the troops were equipped with the finest weaponry money could by and, by their stance, it was evident that they were all well trained unlike her ragtag group who barely had enough equipment to cover the basics.

"Damn it!" the cloaked figure growled as her troops stopped directly behind her, giving their opponent a false understanding that the cloaked woman was their only opponent. "I didn't expect him to amass so many troops so quickly," the woman muttered to herself as she turned her head and regarded her ragtag group of soldiers.

'It doesn't matter, we must do this,' the woman thought to herself as she did a 180 on her giant black bird and turned to face the opposing force once again. Drawing out her sword from its sheath once again she dramatically thrust it toward sky and cried out the words that would seal her fate.

"CHARGE!"

To Be Continued

Well here's my new Fate story, and yes it is a crossover. Now for some this may seem kinda random, but if you look closely Saber does resemble a certain female knight from Final Fantasy Tactics. Anyway, I thought it would be rather interesting so I went for it. Anyway, please review and feel free to flame because critiques are always welcome.