Here you go, I hope you'll like it.

Disclaimer: If I owned Fire Emblem the game would be as insane as me, so it's a good thing that I don't own it.

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Chapter 2: Freedom and misfortune

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Begnion was a beautiful nation. At least the rich towns and cities. The slums and least important towns was a another story. The roads where covered in filth and thieves where lurking behind every corner making the life there even worse for the poor and homeless.

A young homeless boy was walking around the streets. His young age made it almost impossible to survive on the streets alone but due to luck and some talent he had survived for one and a half year on his own. But even the deepest well of luck will dry out if it is overused it and now things where just going downhill for the young boy.

Some other kids where playing down the street. As much as the boy wanted to join them and have fun he decided to go the other way. A confrontation with them would only lead into trouble...

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Muarim's PoV

A new face was seen in the slums of Begnion. Or, it would if the owner showed his face. He was, after all, a laguz on the run. After a few minutes of sneaking around his masters house, avoiding guards and such on the way, he had managed to snatch some food and gotten out of there. At first, he had been overwhelmed with joy over his great escape but then he started to fear for what would happen next. Well, at least he was free...

" THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" Muarim screamed in his mind. He had been free for maybe twelve to fourteen hours and the first disaster came.

A thief had stolen his only food. Just because he didn't pay attention. The smell of the thief, however, where still noticeable for Muarim's sensitive nose on his arm where the thief had bumped into him in order to reach his small bag of food. Muarim leaned against a wall and groaned. Why him of all people?

He sat down, still leaning against the wall and looked at the night sky. The stars where shining more brightly than ever making the sky incredibly beautiful.

" At least it is beautiful... To bad I couldn't bring my sister... That would have been to dangerous I guess..." He curled up in fetes position in order to keep himself a bit warm and soon drifted of to sleep.

Three days later...

'I'm hungry..' Muarim hadn't eaten in three days now. A laguz could however survive for a longer period without food unlike the weaker humans. Muarim had now explored most of the town and knew quite a lot about where you could sleep and such. But he didn't know the name of the town. A noise from a alley made Muarim curios. It sounded like a fight of some sort. He decided to check what it was, it could be the thief whom he still was keeping an eye out for.

He quickly saw that it wasn't the thief but some kids gathered around a smaller child. He quickly turned and walked away. It wasn't his business after all. And he HAD been raised not to bother about others affairs.

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Tormod's PoV

" As we said, our friend is wounded, we're pissed and no one cares about you, so..." The eldest boy smirked. The others around him just smiled and tried to look intimidating. It worked. He really was scared. They had surrounded him and he didn't have much of a chance to flee. And they where big kids, almost early teens, and he was just a small child. Plus, this is how it worked in this town. If you couldn't punish the one that where guilty you blamed it on someone else. But he didn't want to be that 'someone' today. Or any other day. So he did the only thing he could.

" D-don't get closer or I'll burn you!" He screamed and preformed a easy magic trick that did create a small flame that startled the others enough for him to escape. He knew the town back and fourth and could easily flee by taking a few shortcuts that confused the others. After a while he found a few crates that worked great as a hiding place and when the bullies caught up with him the ran right past him. He let out a sigh. Since he was much younger than them he couldn't run as quick so it was a good thing to know where to go in order to flee. He thought about looking for food but when it started to rain he decided to stay and maybe get some sleep first.

Muarim's PoV

" Achoo!" Muarim sneezed loudly and his nose started dripping. He really hated the rain. Not only was it to wet for him but it also made his scent grow weaker. " Sigh Well, this sucks..."

He sneezed again and decided to seek shelter somewhere. He spotted a few crates with would be a good place to hide from the rain when he, despite the rain, felt a familiar smell. He forgot all about the rain and started tracking the scent. He only had one thought on his mind:' THIEF!'

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The thief' s PoV

' Hah! Life sure is good.' Fred, a quite skilled thief, thought. ' And they say sub-humans are dangerous. The one I met the other day didn't even react when I took his food. Not that it was worth it. He didn't have much food at all. Heck, that kid I robbed earlier had more food than him'

He chuckled a bit and praised himself for his theft. But he didn't notice the fist the angry laguz threw at him from behind.

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Muarim's PoV

Muarim's anger made his brute force even stronger as he punched the thief. He was tired, hungry and wet and he wouldn't be hungry at least if it weren't for the thief.

" Argh! He-hey what...! Y-you!" The thief screamed and then flinched when he saw who it was who punched him. Then logic hit him when he realised that he didn't stand a chance against a angry sub-human.

" Ahh! Wait! This is about your food isn't it? Right? Here! I ate yours but this is fresh! Look, it's even more than what I took from you! Take it!"

He almost screamed as he picked up a small bag from his backpack.

" Now, l-leave me alone!" With that, the thief turned his coat and fled, screaming. Muarim just stood there with his new food. Then he took out a big piece of bread.

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I know that it's a bit out-of-character for Muarim to say that something sucks, but this is ten years pre-game, bear with me.

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