Too all of my fellow completely canon fanfiction lovers and workers, this is your host, SeaJade, and we are back for the next installment of ANOTHER BAD FE FANFIC. Today, will our hero finally...oh forget it.
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After about ten minutes, we were finally able to stop Cain from trying to kill me...which he almost did...several times. What can I say? I'm weak...kinda...actually, he is just really strong. Well, finally we were able to half-way convince him that I wasn't about to kill him. However, he wouldn't let me go back to camp with him and instead made me stay a whiles away from camp, waiting for them to come to me.
I guess that was smart, cause if I was a mad, psychotic, murdering dragon it wouldn't be the best thing to bring me to your home. Well, first impressions are everything. I turned into my human form and sat criss-cross on the ground.
After about a half an hour, I saw a handful of approaching figures. I couldn't see the bright red armor of Cain, so I stood up and prepared for the worst. As they neared, I realized that Cain was just in the back, so I relaxed. One encounter with bad guys per day is enough for this dragon boy.
They came to a halt. I looked at them. They looked at me. I looked at them more. They looked back at me. I looked back at them even more. I saw one of them blink and was about to say, "Ha, I win, you blinked!" When one of the figures stepped forward.
"Hello, I am prince-" began the prince when suddenly another fellow, apparently one of his guards, with white hair put a hand on the prince's shoulder to stop him.
"Forgive me you highness, however, we do not know if this man means any harm to your person. I advise precaution while dealing with him," Said the older knight, "the only thing we know about him is what Sir Cain has told us...which was not much."
The prince turned and faced the elderly knight and smiled, "Thank you, Malledus, I appreciate the concern. However, if this man truly does want to join our forces, I want to be the one who talks to him first, and if not, that's why I have my amazing knights here to protect me isn't it?"
Malledus bowed his head and stepped back, "Yes my liege, forgive me."
The prince once again faced me, "Greetings, I am Marth, prince of Altea."
I took a step back. Wait, THIS is the Prince Marth that Archer told me about?! The one with a 600,000,000 gold bounty!? Truthfully, this was a surprise, so much so that I blurted out the first question that came to mind, "Is the bounty on your head really 600,000,000 gold?"
Whoops. Yeah, probably not the smartest thing I could have said. Immediately, his knights stepped forward and started to draw their weapons. "Woah, Woah!" I said as I stumbled backwards.
Marth held out his hand and his guards froze. Then he laughed, "Yes, they did put quite a high bounty on my head, didn't they."
Respect. That was what I felt for the man in front of me. The thought of having any bounty at all would have scared me from my head to my toes. Yet, this man, he cared less about the bounty because he believed in what he was doing. That my friends is a man.
Then my body just acted on it's own, like this was what I was meant to do. I knelt down on one knee out of respect. "Sire," I said, "if you would have me, it would be an honor to fight for you."
Marth laughed again, then he unsheathed the sword at his side and cut my head off...yes you read that correctly. (April Fools...even though it's not April...)
Marth laughed again, then he unsheathed the sword at his side. He put the blade to my shoulder and said, "Rise sir-"
"Zero, sir," I said finalizing the evil name, "Zero."
"Rise Zero. From now on, you are a part of the Altean forces fighting currently for the liberation of Archanea. However, take note that this war that we are fighting is not one for self pleasure. This is a war for freedom. We fight to escape the tyranny of Dolhr and her allies.
We are fighting for the thousands of people that cannot fight, whether they be to young or to old or what ever their case may be. You are fighting for their freedom and your own. You will not kill unnecessarily and you will bring no harm to the citizens of any nation for our battle lies with the opposing forces and not with the innocent.
We are not fighting for self gratification or for glory, however, we are fighting for the oppressed. We are fighting for liberty! We are fighting for salvation from the enemy!"
Ok, NOW I know what I signed up for. I thought jokingly. "Thank you my prince," I said as I rose.
Prince Marth smiled, "I will assign one of my knights to show you around the came and get you settled in. Abel!"
A mounted knight in green armor rode up at the prince's summons. "Yes m'lord?"
"If you would, please show Zero our camp and get him settled in." Marth said.
Abel nodded and rode his horse over to me, "Hello Zero, I am Abel, knight of Prince Marth."
I met his greeting, "It is my honor Sir Abel," I said trying to sound cool (cause you know you would try to also), "I am Zero."
Sir Abel and I exchanged pleasantries on our way back to their camp. When I arrived, all the knight dispersed and did whatever they were supposed to do. Able then took me straight to a sandy area. There, was Archer and another person, about our age, also armed with a bow. It appeared that Archer and the other person were talking about archery because they kept gesturing towards their weapons.
"Hey! Archer!" I called. Archer looked up and noticed me. He gave a grin, hastily said something to who he was talking to and after receiving a nod, hurried over.
"It appears you already know someone in our army, a new recruit I assume given that I don't recognize him," said Abel.
"Yeah," I started, "Archer is my only friend." That I know of, I added in my head.
Archer basically pulled me off the horse as I was trying (and failing) to dismount it. "Zero! I was worried! You were gone so long, I thought that they didn't understand."
"Understand what?" Abel inquired.
"Oh, you mean you don't know? Zero is-" Archer began.
I put my hand on my shoulder to stop him. No needing to get kicked out of the army right after joining it right? By this time, the boy with the bow had come over, greeted Abel and said, "No, I too would like to know what I might not understand."
"Well, it looks like I'm not going to get out of this one," I muttered.
Apparently, the bow boy had really good hearing because he said, "Yeah, you aren't."
"Go ahead," Archer prompted.
Easy for you to say. Your not a person that is generally despised by everyone and is a main target by the people whose army you just joined. Meh, here goes nothing. I took a deep breath, "I'm what I guess you would call a manakete."
Abel and the boy looked at each other and laughed, "Hahahah! A manakete! That's a good one! If you were a manakete, you would have tried to kill the prince when you met him."
I protested, "But I seriously am one..."
Abel led me over to the center of the sandy area. "Look, Zero. You're new here so I'll warn you once. Manaketes are nothing to joke about. They are killers and are heartless. Please refrain from joking about them."
I opened my mouth and then shut it.
"Now," Abel said, "what weapon are you proficient with? Swords? Lances? Axes?"
"Don't forget bows!" shouted the boy who had taken Archer to the edge of the sandy area.
Abel nodded, "Yes, what about bows? Or perhaps tomes? Oh, might you be a healer and work with staves?"
I opened my jaw halfway and "Uhhhhhhhhhhh"ed.
Abel handed me a wooden sword, "Let's see how you are with one of these."
Abel brought out his own wooden sword and took a few experimental slashes. Somehow I was able to parry them. Then his blows started to get a little heavier and faster. In about ten seconds, my swords flew out of my hands. "Hmmm," I said, "I don't think so."
Abel nodded his agreement and handed me a wooden lance. Where he got his weapons, I will never know. This time I faired a little bit better. I twirled the lance around trying to look cool and ended up deflecting some of his blows.
At this, Abel nodded his head and smiled. At that smile, I felt deaths cold fingers grip around me. Abel took his swordplay up to the next level and I was barely able to fend off his advances. Abel spun around and came down with a powerful (in my eyes) overhead swing. My lance was thrown out of my grip and his blow struck me on the top of my head. Needless to say, I was out cold.
I woke up. A pretty redhead was knelt over me with a staff in her hands. I groaned and sat up, I noticed Abel, Archer and the bow boy all crowded around me.
"What happened?" I asked putting my hand to my head.
"Abel here," said the bow boy, "got a little carried away and sorely overestimated your skill with a lance."
"Ouch?" I said.
"Ouch," Archer confirmed.
Abel offered me his hand, "I am so sorry. It won't happen again."
I took it and said, "Eh, don't worry about it. You know I surprised my self with that lanceplay."
Archer snorted, I hit him.
Abel and bow boy exchanged glances, "Yeah," Abel said, "much better than a sword, but could still use some work. Now, are you up to continuing?"
"Sure, but on one condition." I said.
"Ok," Abel said, "And what is that condition."
"I get to fight my own way." I answered.
Abel nodded and headed out to the center of the sandy area. Archer put his hand on my shoulder. "Hey, Zero, are you sure?"
I nodded, "I'd rather have my ALLIES (I said that word kinda loudly just in case) know what I am before they rely on me on the battle field."
Archer took a step back, "Ha, maybe you don't have zero brains after all."
I glared at him and walked towards Abel. As I walked away, I heard Archer say to the bow boy, "You might want to step back."
I reached the center of the sandy training area and I stood, facing Abel, who had his wooden sword out, facing me.
"Cain might've told you, but I'm a dragon," I said matter-of-factly."
Abel rolled his eyes, "He got you into that ridiculous story as well? Forgive him."
A little spark at the back of my brain told me something was amiss, but I dismissed it and concentrated at the task at hand.
Then from within my robes, I called upon the energies that I felt from my dragonstone and transformed. When I saw the look on Abel's face, I really wished I had something that could capture and preserve a single moment in time...if something like that existed at least.
Originally, this chapter was going to be twice as long. However, I tried to upload it and everything went haywire and the story was ruined so I had to start over. By then, I was too lazy to do the whole thing over so I just put the first half in. The next half will come soon. Anyway read and review. Remember all you unimmortalized people, by reviewing your name can also be immortalized. The next chapter should be up withing a week if nothing goes wrong.
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