A/N: Guys, I'm sooo gonna re-write this sometime. Its total shit and I have no idea how to fix it.
In which I meet another character who becomes my body guard, find out about my slightly murderous tendencies, meet a hot guy, and I swear I don't pass out this time!
Warnings: Language, violence, and I seriously need to stop finding everyone so attractive
"Fuuuuck, I can't believe I'm stuck with a fuckin' babysitter!" I whined, throwing a glare at the latest I-was-never-in-the-game-but-I-am-now character, Dylan. He was surprisingly…Normal. It was weird. Not to mention that he always listened to what I had to say, even if it was a lot of spite directed at him. He'd just nod with a smile, as though he didn't care that I was being offensive. I wasn't sure if it pissed me off or made him endearing. It was somewhere in the middle, "So, they picked you up in Ferox? Why'd it take you so long to get here?"
"I had a few things to do before I came to Ylisse," He smiled pleasantly. I yawned, popping the kinks out of my back. I looked to the darkening sky, shivering. Something was off. Very off. I gulped, looking around nervously. Was is time for Chapter Six yet? I'd been waiting for weeks, and my nervousness had only grown. I looked at the castle, trying to find any sign of a fight, or even people trying to get into the place. Nothing. But I knew something big was going to happen. Dylan seemed to notice my mounting discomfort, "Let's go back."
"Yeah…" I took off, and Dylan shouted from behind me, trying to keep up. A soon as I broke out of the forest, all I saw was carnage. It was definitely Chapter Six. Panic began to well up. What if Emmeryn died? What is Chrom got hurt? I had no idea how my or the others' presences would affect the storyline. What if the four of us had totally messed up everything? So far, it had all gone down as I remembered, but who knew for how long that would last. Lucina said "fate favors its original course," but then why were we here? I gulped, looking back at Dylan. He unsheathed his blade, motioning for me to go on ahead.
"Go made sure Lady Emmeryn is all right!" He jumped into the fray. I gulped, trying to think of a way to get to Emmeryn without getting seen by Validar. An arrow flew past my head, and I looked to see a man grinning, another arrow notched. I pulled out my Elwind tome, blowing away the next arrow. I rushed him, catching him off guard. I brought my blade up, effectively beheading him. I looked at the head by my feet for a few moments before turning away. It was disgusting, how easily my sword had gone through the flesh and bone. The worst part? I didn't even flinch.
"How the fuck am I supposed to get in without anyone noticing me?" I mumbled, wiping the blood off onto my clothes.
"I might be able to help," A voice commented quietly. I looked behind myself, startled, only to see Seph behind me. I put a hand on my heart, resisting the urge to hit him for scaring me. Slight amusement danced in his eyes. I sighed.
"And how would you do that?"
"A cloaking curse," I looked at him. Curse…? Oh, fuck. This guy was a dark mage. I sighed. I was so dumb. Utterly dumb. The dumbest in the world. I looked him over. He was wearing the outfit and everything. I felt my throat tighten. Something wasn't right. I pulled my cloak closer around me. Doubt. I tried to ignore my thoughts. Kill him. I began to shrink into myself.
"Go ahead," I whispered. Evil. I shook my head, ignoring the look from Sephtis, "Just do your thing."
I closed my eyes, imagining home as he went to work. Somehow, we had yet to be attacked. I sighed contentedly, remembering the faint scent of my sister's cookies, my mother's warm hugs, my youngest brother's thoughts on the world. You'd never meet a more interesting kid than him. He was six, but always talking about how sugar feeds cancer, and that no one should ever kill themselves, and that everyone had their own opinions so nobody was ever wrong. He was so serious about all the things he said, and it made him all the more cute.
"We're good to go now," He interrupted my train of thoughts, voice cold. I stuck my tongue out at him, standing up. I surveyed the field. The dead littered the ground, the living shedding more and more blood upon it. I turned my eyes away to Sephtis, who nodded, and we made our way to the entrance. Nobody stopped us. It was as though we'd never existed in the first place. It was somewhere in between being marvelous and terrifying.
"Hey, Seph, how long will this last?"
"About fifteen minutes more."
"Fifteen minutes of being a murderous ghost. Yum, my favorite," I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes. I grinned, and I stepped past the broken door. I was met with a dead body, which I obviously had to trip over. I covered my mouth to prevent any incriminating noises, and Sephtis pulled me up, looking around to see if anyone had noticed anything strange. That battle went on. I breathed a sigh of relief, giving him a thumbs-up to indicate I was fine, before turning back to my original task. Find Emmeryn, "I'm heading off for Emmeryn. Be careful."
"So says the one who tripped over a dead body at the doorway," I sprinted away in the general direction of where I thought Emmeryn would be. Stahl charged past me, his speed whipping my hair around. He stabbed a guy in the chest ("Oh, look at that. I've been impaled!" flitted through my mind), which served to verify that I was going the right way. After all, surely he'd been deployed by where Emmeryn was. Or I hoped so.
"Maribelle! Behind you!" Ricken cried. Behind the noble was a thief (Not Gaius, I though thankfully), ready to cut her down. I sent an Elwind his way, which sliced open his back. Ricken finished him off. Coughing, I flung a knife at the closest mage. Yeah, I may need to stop having fun doing things that kill people. I didn't enjoy the actual killing part, but the throwing knives, using tomes, fighting with swords, it was awesome.
"IT'S A DEAL!" I heard from across the hall. I grinned-Chrom had recruited Gaius, one of my favorite male characters (My number one being Lon'qu). I could relate with his sugar addiction and thievery. Not that I was proud to admit it, but sometimes I'd steal things when I went out to the mall with my mom. Nothing worth much, but it was stealing all the same. I only broke out of my thoughts of my childhood when I ran into a bit of a problem. AKA, a wall. I grabbed my face, rubbing it painfully. Damn, that was gonna leave a mark. I spit out some blood, but smiled upon seeing the wall was the room I was looking for.
"Ollie! When did you get here?" Robin asked over the clamor of the fight. I shrugged, giving her a conceited grin before entering the room. The Exalt looked at me in surprise. I motioned for her stay quiet, looking around the room for anything useful. There was literally nothing. I sighed, leaning against the wall.
"Your Grace, how are you?" I asked pleasantly, as though my friends weren't fighting for their lives outside of the room. She opened her mouth to reply, but I shook my head, "Don't answer that-I'm being stupid. Anyway, I'm here to protect you, so I'm gonna sit in front of you and fight anyone who gets past the Shepherds."
"You mustn't risk your lives for mine! I am but one person-You all are many," She pleaded earnestly. She really didn't want us to fight. I knew that was her nature, but at this point, it was beyond useless to even to try and stop. She surely knew that, but she begged anyway. I had to give her credit-She had to be brave to be her. I looked at her, and she held my gaze.
"Listen, Emmeryn, I don't care if you're just "one person." You're still someone, someone important. Of course we're going to fight for you. Don't tell me you became Exalt without knowing that." She had a strange look in her eyes. I looked away, choosing instead to study my tome. How many times was I going to get myself into unbearably awkward situations?
"Ollie, can you help me?" Robin shouted through the doorway.
"What else would I do, oh wise master tactician?" I stood up, looking to see what the problem was. Oh. Six mages all at once. I winced. She was gonna feel terrible the next morning. I hopped into the fray, Elwind blasts flying everywhere. I'd never really realized it, but my fighting style was totally sloppy and uncoordinated. Totally opposite from what I had wanted. I pouted, swinging my sword half-heartedly around, hoping I wouldn't hit any allies.
"Watch out there, Newbie, you might wanna slow down a bit before that skirt of yours gets any higher," Gaius sniggered from behind me. I whirled on him.
"Maybe you should shut up since we're fighting to save the Exalt's life, not worrying about my skirt."
"Evidently, you've never been with a man, have you?"
"I been with both men and women, thank you!"
"Uh-huh, sure," He laughed, going in for the kill on the last mage. I wiped the sweat off of my forehead, stabbing my sword into the ground. The battle was pretty much over, though I had my suspicions that Robin was fighting Validar. Gaius and I eyed each other, me carefully stepping back to Emmeryn's room. As much as I loved Gaius in the game, I had no idea how this Gaius and I would get along. He seemed slightly annoyed at my obvious apprehension, "I'm not gonna bite…Unless you want me to."
"E-eh? Pervert!" I grabbed a piece of rubble, lobbing it, "Watch what you say around a young lady!"
"Ow!" He grimaced, rubbing his forehead. I stuck my tongue out, turning my back to him. I smiled at Emmeryn, sitting down in the doorway. I laid my head against the doorframe, closing my eyes. I held my sword close to my chest, hugging it. I sighed, running my hand through my hair. I could use some good ice cream right then. I scrunched myself into a small ball as Phila ran past me, standing up and yawning. I wandered over to Stahl.
"'Sup, buddy?" I asked wearily, "How's that head wound treating you?"
"Oh, well, you know, painful and bleeding," He laughed quietly. I nodded, walking past to Sumia and Lissa, who was fussing over her leg. Sully and Miriel were having a heated debate about the best way to care for horses after battle (Fuck if I knew why), and Chrom and Robin were talking a ways away. The battle was completely over. I ignored the dead bodies littering the floors. I wanted to sleep, badly, but I knew we'd be on the move. I sat down next to Ricken, clinging to his mage robes. He looked at me in slight surprise, but said nothing, just sitting against the wall.
"Ollie!" Robin called, jogging over, "I'm glad to see you're alright. You too, Ricken. It seems we'll be escorting Lady Emmeryn to a palace in the East, so we need to get moving right away. I'm sorry, I'm sure you must be tired, but we mustn't let the Exalt fall."
"S'alright, Robin," I yawned, standing up, "Em's safety is what's important. C'mon Ricken, let's grab our things."
"Be careful, you two. The castle still has bits and pieces falling," Robin warned, walking over to talk with Sumia. I coughed into my elbow, the dust irritating my lungs. Lissa joined Ricken and I on our walk to our rooms, the three of us chatting happily, as though Lissa's sister hadn't just had an assassination attempt on her life, as though bodies and walls didn't litter the ground. It was a peaceful experience, talking to the two. I couldn't help but smile as I ducked under my partially-broken door.
Yeah, this wasn't so bad.