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Frozen Alive

On an island off the coast of Goldoa

"What?" Trinjo and Kilsi screamed. "That's the famous Dawn Brigade?" Trinjo yelled gesturing vaguely at the ice. Not trusting his voice to not crack Honten nodded. "But how did they get frozen like this?" Kilsi wondered out loud, "This Island appeared about thirty years ago. So how did they get trapped in it?" "I don't know Kilsi, but I do know that we can't tell anyone about this"

Honten said placing his hand on her shoulder. "Why not," Trinjo asked, "If people knew that they're alive and that we found them, then we'd be heroes" Trinjo explained grinning. "That's just it if we do, yeah we'll be heroes, but then if people decide that they want the original Dawn Brigade as opposed to us then they'll thaw them out and then we're nothing" Honten almost yelled, "And then what would we be? A simple Thief, a Priestess, a Soldier, and a Myrmidon"

"Then why don't we join the Tyrants Guard?" Kilsi asked, "I hear that they're made up of the descendants of the original Tyrants Guard, minus all but one descendant of the Greil Mercenaries, and the descendants of Fiona, Jill, Zihark, Tauraneo, and us" "Fine, but on one condition: we don't tell them about the Dawn Brigade. Got it?" Honten asked. "Sir Yes sir" they all replied, after which they set out for the Tyrants Guard HQ.

Tyrants Guard HQ

"Strange, very strange" Zix muttered to himself as he walked up the hill to the HQ. "What's strange?" Ginda asked as she dismounted her Wyvern. "I heard in Nevassa that a group of Tyrant Guard wannabes are calling themselves the Dawn Brigade and solving people's problems for money" Zix explained. "WHAT?" Ginda screeched causing Saxon and Fardread to run out weapons drawn and Vintelle and Zepher to take positions on the roof ranged weapons poised to throw. "What's wrong? Why did you screech?" Saxon asked as Fonta, Calisa, and Marcos ran up to them while Bontis stayed back a bit; ready to heal anyone who got injured. "Someone is taking our ancestor's names and rubbing them in the mud"

Ginda screamed venom so thick in her voice that you could swim through it. "Where?" was all the Saxon asked his face stone-hard. "Down in Begnion, and Goldoa" Zix answered. "Then why are we standing here? Let's go" Marcos asked sarcastically. "Okay, why is it that you have started to try sarcasm?" Ginda asked Marcos, "That's my job" "Enough chit-chat, we need to go and deal with these jerks" Fardread yelled as he mounted a horse. "Sure let's go" Saxon mumbled as he mounted a horse, behind Fonta.

"Zix, Take off your armor! It's too heavy for my horse!" Bontis yelled as Zix tried to get on the back of his horse. "Fine, but I get to keep my Killer Axe" he said as he removed his armor and put it on the wagon that Marcos was driving. "Just go, please" Calisa mounted her Pegasus. And with that, and some smacking of Marcos in the face with Vintelle's bow (she was next to him), they set of for Begnion, which unfortunately for them was about a three day ride away.

East Serenes forest, mid-day, three days later

"Since when do bandits come with mages?" Dánte yelled as he narrowly dodged an Elfire tome. "Since the mages became bandits!" Trinjo yelled angrily as he Crit a bandit with a Venin Axe. "Why are these asses…" Dánte began, "Language" Trinjo commented, "Whatever, trying to burn down the Serenes forest?" he finished as he killed a mage.

"They most likely hate the Herons" Honten answered as a bandit nicked his arm. "Damn" he muttered throwing a Bronze Knife at the bandit. "You okay Honten?" Kilsi asked as she drew up her last Heal Stave. "Don't waste it on me; Dánte needs it more than I do, especially against that mage"

Honten told her as he stole a Vulenary from a bandit then stabbed him with his Kard. Just then a fire mage set some of the forest on fire before Trinjo was able to dispatch him. "Shit, Trinjo, Dánte, Kilsi put out that fire, I'll take the rest" Honten yelled as he charged to remaining twenty bandits and six mages. As they approached the fire a Pegasusknight, an Armor Axe, a Soldier, a Myrmidon, a Dark Mage, a Dracoknight, an Archer, a Priest, a Light Mage, and a Fighter appeared facing the group of three.

"Hey Honten, more of 'em just showed up, 'cept these ones aren't bandits and they only have two mages" Dánte yelled to Honten. "Show them what the Dawn Brigade is made of" he yelled back as he Crit a mage. "Right, Kilsi take care of the fire, me and Trinjo can handle these weaklings" Dánte said arrogantly.

"Wait you four are the Fake Dawn Brigade?" the Dracoknight asked almost unable to contain her laughs. "FAKE? I'll have you know that we have more blood from the original Dawn Brigade in our veins then you ten have all together!" Dánte screamed viciously. "Oh really how many descendants do you have?" the Myrmidon asked, "And by original we mean the first seven" "Two. And proud of it, you damn bandits!" Dánte hissed.

"Bandits? You're the ones trying to burn down the Serenes" The Dark Mage commented. "Wait so you aren't with them?" Trinjo asked jerking a thumb at the Bandits that Honten was fighting. "No, but still we have more blood of the original Dawn Brigade than you do" the Dracoknight boasted. "Ginda shut up" the Fighter snapped not loosening his grip on his Killer Axe, or taking his eyes off of the fire.

"Oh really how many do you have?" Trinjo asked tightening his grip on his Steel Lance. "Four, or if you count the fact that Fonta," the Fighter said pointing at the Light Mage with his axe, "Is descended from two of the Original Dawn Brigade, then Five" "Five!" Trinjo gapped as Dánte glanced at Honten just as he took a hit and fell, not getting back up. "Honten!" Dánte screamed as he turned and ran for the seven remaining bandits. "Vintelle, Calisa, Ginda help him out. Bontis help their friend. The rest of you come with me, we've got a forest fire to put out"

The Fighter said as he rushed to help Kilsi manage the fire. "Right" the rest of them nodded as they went about their tasks. "Saxon, can I help the others take the bandits?" Zepher asked Saxon "Sure, just hurry" he replied as the others reached Kilsi. "Need help?" Fardread asked Kilsi. "Yes I need you and, Saxon is it, to chop down some trees to stop the fire from progressing" "What about us?" Marcos asked. "No try and protect the Priest you brought with you" "Sure" Fonta said quickly, grabbing Marcos's arm before he could object and pulled him away.

"Honten, that is your name right?" Bontis asked Honten when he got there. Honten being too weak to talk nodded. "Okay then Honten let's fix you up shall we?" Bontis asked cheerily as he assessed Honten's wounds. "Ow that does not look good. Hey you Priestess, what's your name?" Bontis yelled at Kilsi. "Kilsi why?" she yelled back. "I might need your help I don't think that I can heal him on my own" "I'm out of Staves" "I have extras" Bontis said as Kilsi got to where he had moved Honten to.

"Thanks" Kilsi said as she received the Stave from Bontis. "It won't work unless we heal at the same time, Okay?" Bontis explained to which Kilsi nodded. "Good on the count on three… one…two…three" He said as he brought the Stave closer to Honten. Kilsi not expecting him to bring the Stave so close was a fraction of a second too late. "Damn, we have to try again" Bontis cursed. Back at the fight the Bandits had called in reinforcements as they slowly dropped one by one. "This. Isn't. Working." Trinjo complain with each word stabbing a bandit or mage, which ever got in the way of his Steel Lance.

"I know but it's the best we can do" Zepher said preforming Crit after Crit with her Killer Lance. "Hey…" "Zepher" "Thanks, Zepher why is it that you and the six other fighters with you all how Killer weapons. Aren't those supposed to be really expensive?" Trinjo asked as they fought back to back. "Trust me they are" Zepher assured him as she killed another enemy. "They're so expensive that whenever more than two of our weapons break at the same time that we almost can't afford to eat" "So are you guys Mercs?"

"Mercs, oh hell no we ain't Mercs, we're the T…" Zepher began to say only to be cut off by a lucky Crit from a bandit. "Zepher!" Trinjo screamed as he killed the bandit and did something unheard of in Tellius: he picked up Zepher's Killer Lance and attacked the bandits with a lance in each hand. With renewed vigor fueled by rage over Zepher's defeat Trinjo quickly dispatched of the remaining bandits and left the rest of the mages to Ginda, Vintelle, and Calisa.

"Hey Kilsi, we got another one" Trinjo said solemnly as he set Zepher down in front of them. "I told her to be careful but does she ever listen, no. Just because she has Killer Lance she thinks that she invulnerable" Bontis muttered as he pulled out another Mend Stave. "Hey Guys I think that you should see this, especially you Ginda" Saxon called from deep in the forest. "Just a sec okay?" Ginda called as she Crit on the last mage. "Okay what is it?" "Ginda you are descended from Haar right?" Saxon asked.

"Yeah why?" "Because this may come as a shock to you, but try not to overreact okay?" "Sure what ever" Ginda said as she got off of her Wyvern. "I think that you three should see this to" he said and lead the two groups to the last point that he cut through. "Oh my god" Fonta muttered while everyone just stared wide eyed, everyone except Ginda, who fell to her knees and cried. Because what they saw was a block of ice. And in that block of ice was Haar, with arrows stuck in his shoulders arm and stomach. And then his eyes turned and looked at the group of twelve. It was Haar alright, but his was frozen in a block of ice. He was frozen alive.

End Chapter

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