Chapter 2: Meeting a Goth kid.
Astraeus: Welcome to Chapter 2. My story isn't very popular, apparently. :( Anyway, This has Fire Emblem 10 in it. If you read the description, it says my story is a partial songfic. That will occur later. Sorry for any confusion.
Ike: So you think adding music will help your popularity? Right…
Astraeus: How come all godly FE10 characters are so rude Mr. You'll-get-no-sympathy-from-me?
Ike: I don't know. Maybe you should ask Soren.
Astraeus: Whatever.
A song pierced the darkness. It brought with it a gentle blue glow of heat, rising to my face, and giving me a contended, joyous feeling. I basked in the blue light for a few seconds before I my eyes drifted over the source of it. A medallion…
I thought. I approached it, and feeling it's gentle warmth, the most wonderful thing occured. I heard the most beautiful sound ever gracing my ears. My eyes grew wet with happiness. The melody was sweeter than that of silver bells. In that moment, with the song and light, I felt that I could stay for eternity.
A short time later, I felt the song growing ever softer and the brilliance began to ebb. The once radiant fire had dimmed to a mere twinkle. The flame faded, then ceased. The amulet fell to the ground with a high, hollow ringing note.
I picked it up from the ground, and held it my face. It was empty, none of the fiery aura left. I was cold, and alone.
And I knew I had to stay for eternity.
I woke to the smell of horses and the shouting of a middle aged man. Very pleasant.
"Boy! Get up! I won't say it again!" I really hoped he wouldn't. I opened my eyes to see a purple haired cavalier dressed in full red armor wielding an axe. Somehow, I was laying in the grass, now in a forest. Behind the Axe guy was a Gothic looking kid, with black hair, red eyes and a robe of reddish black. He looked about 13, and was clutching a book. Naturally, he was on a black horse.
For some reason, I had changed clothes to fit the medieval theme. Instead of my usual t-shirt and jeans, (I am so fashionable.) I was in a brown vest, a white shirt, and black, tight fitting cotton pants.
"What the hell… I was just the beach! Where in the world am I?" This time I was the one shouting. They both gave me a confuzzled look. This time the Goth kid spoke. "You're in the heart of Bengion. You're at best 50 leagues from the sea." His eyes narrowed.
Bengion… Why does that sound familiar… Purple hair…? Then it hit me. No. It can't be. I'm not… in freaking Fire Emblem? Ah damn it . I must be crazy. Or dead. Or both. If neither, then I'm in a video game world… Why? Ugh…
While I was busy debating my sanity, Goth boy whispered something in the Axe Knight's ear. Then the man spoke; "Boy, where uh, are you from?"
Well, there's no way around this. I've got to answer with something… I've got it. "I come from a continent on the other side of the world. My name is Astraeus. What year is it and whom am I meeting?" I stood up fully, and it turns out I was up to the guy's shoulder, while he was on the horse. I felt pretty good about myself. Goth boy spoke up first.
"My name is Cautha, Fire Mage, 3rd in command of Bengion's Magical Order. It is Year 648, in the middle of spring." He looked down upon me through crimson eyes.
"And I am Lombroso. I won't bother with petty titles. We are to recruit a citizen to our cause. You'll come, won't you?" He lifted his axe, and gave me a death stare.
"Of course I'll come; I've nowhere else to go. But I've got a question-"
"It can wait." Cautha interrupted. "Now come with us to the army camp. It's only a half mile away." They started off through the trees. "Hey! I don't have a horse!" Lombroso looked back lazily. "Right. Cautha?" The boy glared at him, then at me. When Lombroso wouldn't budge, he sighed. "Whatever." He stopped and allowed me to climb, admittedly clumsily, onto the back of his horse.
There was nothing I've experienced that was more uncomfortable than riding bareback on a black horse doing something like 30 miles an hour through a forest. I had to suck up my pride as a guy and hold on to Cautha, much to his discomfort. When we finally reached the army camp, I was hit with an awful, terrible scent that that still haunts me as I write these words. BO.
Dozens of men, all sweaty, in a world without deodorant. Now, I am unusual because normally my sense of smell is weaker than that of others, but now… It didn't matter. Lombroso looked at me and asked; "How old are you, anyway?"
"Fifteen."
"Oh… well then." He dismounted, and then went into his tent. He came out looking rather worried. Cautha had since gone to his tent, probably to get all of the thoughts about me holding on to him out of his head. "Well, let's go see what weapon you're suited for."
Astraeus: Well, that's Chapter 2, Meeting a Goth kid. I tried to further the story a bit, but I know the plot isn't unraveled yet. Yep, no romance yet. Remember, you can view all OCs (Astraeus, Friday, Cautha) by visiting my channel.
Ike: And?
Astraeus: And I don't own Fire Emblem or it's characters. All OC personality's are mine though. The pictures featured are the most accurate representation of my OCs, but I don't own the pictures.
