This is rewrite of chapter two, based on red lilies's advice.
-OrpheusEx
I dropped my katana, which I noticed was in my hand, and raised my arms in surrender. I caught a glimpse of a rather faded black circle on my palm. Chrom's grip on Falchion began to falter, as he looked obviously confused at my gesture.
"H-hey! St-stop! Why are you a-attacking?!" Then I took another look at my clothes.
The enemy myrmidon outfit. Damni-
"Ah!" I collapsed on the ground, and as I saw Sarah doing the same. As I blacked out, I saw Chrom and one of the other Shepards start running over.
I saw a small town, and a small girl who resembled Sarah when we were ten running up to me. Then she started talking- and she sounded like Sarah too. But her name was Emily. How did I know that? And my name was Stefan… What? No it wasn't…
Seventeen years of memories, all rushing in, like a wave. Seventeen years of being Stefan and having a sister named Emily.
But… It was a dream, right? It had to be a dream.
We jerked awake simultaneously, but we were shackled together by my right hand and… Emily's left hand.
"Are we really in Fire Emblem, Stefan?" I sat there in silence for a moment, and Emily began opening her mouth to apologize-
"It wasn't a dream, then." What did that mean about our time in the other world?
"Nope… but… we'll focus on that later…" Emil-, no, Sarah, was looking pointedly at the cell bars that lay in front of us.
"Just… just pray to Naga this is one of those 'recruit the enemy' type of situations, Sarah…"
My sister nodded, eyes wide with fear.
The door swung open after an hour or so. The iron-clad Stahl walked in. He set down a stool, sat down, and shook our hands.
"My name's Stahl."
C'mon Daniel, one chance to get recruited, or it's off to the gallows with you.
"No, we won't hang you two." I looked up at Stahl. Oh yeah, Stahl could read people.
I smiled sheepishly. At least "Stefan" wasn't my predominant personality. "He" would have been rather indignant and haughty about the situation.
Stahl looked as if he was trying to process things for a split second before returning the grin.
Yeah, I'm dressed in Plegian ruffian outfit, sitting in a cell, and here I am, cracking a smile toward my Ylissean jailer.
My sister spoke up. "My name's Sarah."
"Daniel." I said my name as well.
"Nice to meet you two. You two seem fine to me. The other Shepards should be having lunch about now. Care to join us?" So he was sizing us up throughout the conversation…
A concealed sigh of relief and a quick nod of the head answered his question.