Pick my Edits: Pepsi Max Edition

One day, a group of loyal fans decided to put their heads together and think….what kinds of crazy ideas can we use to change the world of Magvel?

Well, this is that story.

Chapter 1 – Escape! (and take yer phantoms with you!)

It happened so suddenly.

One soldier ran up to the king's throne, panting that Grado soldiers were invading. His words sounded frantic, but King Fado kept a cool head. He looked to his most trusted knight, a veteran of about 65 years of age.

"Jagen! Take my daughter and flee, immediately! I'll hold them off! You mustn't let the enemy capture her!"

"Father NO!" screamed the princess, but Jagen grabbed her and galloped out of the castle.

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Of course, they only got about a few yards before one frightening Grado general, a wyvern rider, swooped down in front of them.

"Hehehehe…..thinking of escaping so soon, Princess?" Narcian mocked. This made Jagen take out his lance and point it directly at him.

"Not today, knave!"

Although he missed the hit, leaving Narcian to slash open his chest. The princess had seen enough, so she concentrated and concentrated until….

POOF

"Jagen, you're hurt! Hurry, while he's distracted!"

"Distracted?! Ohohohoho, you really don't think….." Narcian's mouth hung open.

A clone of the princess had formed, and she looked bright and resistant, armed to the teeth with her lance. It obviously easy to tell which wasn't her because this was a phantom, which was floating. And yet…

Man….I REALLY want to kill this thing! But why? I mean, the princess is right there! This, this thing will just die with one hit! But my lance is itching for the hunt….maybe I can just kill one and force the other into slavery….

But Jagen had escaped.

"Oh damn it all! I'll get you, Princess Amelia!"

"Phew….Princess, we can rest here for the time being."

Amelia got off her knight's horse, frowning. "Why didn't you beat him, Jagen? Father says you're the best knight in the land!"

"I am. The bastard just caught me off guard. Next time will be different! But we must press on. To Frelia!"

"Wait!" Amelia dug into her pouch and took out a frosty can of the best drink in the land. "You'll need to recover your strength. Ooops! And fast."

Jagen turned; three fighters were approaching from the mountains.

"Hey, what's this?" spoke the leader, who had blonde hair and a headband. "You lot think you can stand up to Batta the Beast?!"

"Princess Amelia, hand me that Pepsi!"

Three glugs later, Jagen ran through and pretty much stomped the bandits in the same way you would stomp a cockroach. He wasn't selfish though, as he held up the wounded Batta for Amelia to kill.

"You need experience too, milady. Go on!"

"Yes sir!"

MISS

"Uhh….try again."

MISS

"Princess Amelia, he's right in front of you!"

MISS

"Oh it's not worth it!" Batta shouted, using his broken axe to smash his face, knocking him out, not before he muttered "I always liked coke better…"

Amelia pouted. It wasn't her fault she was an….unusual soldier! From her small spear, to the trash lid stuck to her head, and the mysterious way she could summon copies of herself to trick the enemy (read: the ones that just wanted to kill her twice). But she would try harder, for her wonderful dancing brother.

"Come….we must head to Border Mulan at once!"

The story of Magvel you once knew…..well, you'll have to disregard it for this little adventure. Because nothing will make sense.

This is the story of the quest to destroy the Demon King Tizi….

FIN

Ending notes: Yeah, this is happening. I originally wanted to make something for the FE6 PME but the recent one has been...just beautiful. Now it's all right if you have no idea what a PME is or if you follow Mangs at all, this is just a cracktastic fanfiction. It'll make more (or less?) sense as it goes on.

To give you a taste of what's in store, we have Edward Elric, a trap Roy, and YA BOI Guzma. No, I'm not drunk at all, why do you ask?

So...let me know if you guys want this to continue! Alongside the other stories, of course.