I DO NOT own Fire Emblem or Marth and Roy
Chapter 4: Finding Hope
Roy struggled against his bonds until his wrist turned red. He had to get out before Marth came anywhere close to the base. But it was no use, because after what felt like hours to Roy struggling, the ropes were still intact. "If only I had my sword, this predicament would be over in a matter of seconds, and if I don't get out, Marth and I are goners." he thought as he stopped struggling to catch his breath through his gag. Then he heard the door creak causing him to look up to see the gang. Then Wyatt came behind Roy and untied the gag, leaving Roy gasping for air with a dry cough. "You won't get away with this." Roy said as he coughed even more. Then, Wyatt grabbed his chin making Roy look him in the eyes. "What are you gonna do boy? Wait for your precious princeling to come." he laughed as threw down Roy's chin. And that's when the anger in Roy started boiling overtime. "You know, you guys are just cowards!" he yelled struggling against his bonds again. "You were to scared to go against Marth himself so you came after me. And it's not blackmail, it's being a bunch of damned cowards." he said as he smirked, knowing he had his self-confidence back. Then, Wyatt went back around and untied his hands. Roy stumbled up and went to the front of the cage. "You know it's true, so why do you doubt me?" Roy laughed as he watched Steve and Dave start to shake. Then he looked at Wyatt, and that's when his face turned white. Wyatt run up, grab Roy by his shirt, and pulled him towards the bars. "Listen duke, you don't scare me. You yourself are scared." he said as Roy's face lessened.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You use that brave face cause you're scared."
"No way. You don't scare me, and sooner or later, I'll be out of this dump."
"Really? You really are a prideful littler boy." he said as he grabbed Roy's hand, then a sword from his back pocket.
"Wha-What are you doing?" he asked as he struggled against his grip, but then found a sharp pain and his hand, followed by blood running down his arm.
"Scared now?" he asked as he let go of his hand and elbowed him in the stomach, making him fall to the ground, clutching his stomach.
"Marth will save me." he whispered as he trio walked out.
"What? You actually think that scrawny prince will save you?" he laughed as he continued to walk out. "And as for the prince, search the area, and when you find him, bring him to me."
Marth walked through the forest following the map. "This map is so confusing, it's already lead me in the wrong direction four times." he thought aloud as he got off his horse and let it drink in the nearby stream. "So where am I now?" he asked aloud as he looked at the map again. "This time it looks like I'm going in the right direction." Then after telling the horse to go back to Altea, he kept walking through the forest. By the time he was a couple miles from the base, it was sunset. "I better rest here." he thought as he sat down with his back to a tree. "Wait a moment. I feel like I'm being watched." Marth thought as he got up and started to look around. Then, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a group of men. "Alright, come out!" he yelled as he unsheathed is sword. Then they came out, revealing to be a group of six or seven. "Who are you?!" he asked ready to fight.
"Calm, young princeling." one of the men said walking towards Marth.
"How do they know who I am? Unless...they work for the assassins in Altea!" he thought as he back out the way of the man. "So they might know the whereabouts of Roy. Well, if that's the case, there's no point in fighting. I'll only be lead father from Roy if I win. And as much as I hate to lose a battle, I have no choice." he thought as he sheathed his sword and walked towards the group of men.
"No worries. I surrender." he said as he extended out both his hands.
"Wha...Why?"
"There's no way I can win against all of you." he said as he turned and had his hands tied behind him. "So what's the point in fighting?" Then, without another word, he and the group of men were off towards the base. "Don't worry Roy, I'm only closer to finding you" he thought as he looked up after what seemed like hours and saw the base. "Good, let's get this plan into action." was his last thought before he walked inside.
"Look dukey, look who just arrived." Wyatt laughed as he unlocked the door and grabbed Roy.
"Marth, why did you come for me? You're only getting yourself in..." he stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw Marth's condition. "Marth, no!" he managed to scream out before a hand went over his mouth.
"Come my young duke. Let's get you prepared." Wyatt laughed as he dragged Roy out of the room.
Hey guys. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. A simple case of writer's block, but I'm back now. So what do you think of my story so far? Please comment and suggest.
Also, I'm starting a new story that's kind of around Halloween since it's October. So keep an eye out for that.
See you guys later! ;)
