Disclaimer: The Fire Emblem series elements (characters, settings, series, etc.) belong respectively to Nintendo and Intelligent Systems.

Author's Note: Characters from Fire Emblem Gx. will return in this sequel. For more info on these characters and the new ones, check out the Original Characters' page.


FIRE EMBLEM Vs.


PART II

~Swords Saga~


-Prologue:: Torn-

Galen woke up with a sharp breath. He looked around. He couldn't believe he was alive. But something was wrong. Everything was dark.

"What the hell?"

He was lying on his back, on a firm cold ground, with his polo shirt ripped open and exposing his rock-hard chest and abs, and his pants were hanging low. At that point he felt like a prisoner in some dangerous conspiracy.

He leaned forward, but his head bumped onto something hard above him. "Ow."

He looked up and stared at something that looked like a ceiling. He felt that ceiling. He tried pushing it away, but it wasn't budging. Not even an inch. Something was definitely, terribly wrong!

"Oh man. I'm buried alive?" He said, suddenly feeling claustrophobic.

He threw a punch on the ceiling, only to hurt his hand.

GNYAAAAAAAAAAAHH! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA!

A laugh echoed around him. Galen knew that laugh. It was that frigging demonic laugh that's been torturing him for the past few days!

He kept throwing punches on the ceiling, but he barely made a dent. "DAMN IT!"

GNYAAAAAAAAAAAHH! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA!

"Stop laughing man!" he screamed, "STOP LAUGHING AND GET ME OUTTA HERE!"

YOU CAN HIDE, BUT YOU CAN'T RUN! GNYAAAAAAAAAAAHH! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA!

Galen's heart was beating worse than before. He never felt so scared in his entire life. He threw more punches on the ceiling again with every ounce of his strength. The ceiling only let out dusts, but remained intact. Galen gave up, out of breath.

GNYAAAAAAAAAAAHH! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA!

xXx

Fancy rose up, fully awake, as if she just had a nightmare. She looked around. She was in the middle of an empty field. The cold wind was picking up and the dancing flower petals of spring were swooshing by. She looked around for her friends. She only saw Jolie, unconscious. She made a face. She stood up and cried out to the field, which was large and wide enough for everyone to be spotted easily.

"GALEN!"

No response.

"GALEEN!"

Still no response.

She then tried another, "MACE!"

Still no response.

"BELLE! DAVID!"

Nothing. Fancy knew she lost everyone. But she wasn't willing to accept it, especially with the fact that she was alone with her own worst enemy, who was waking up in response to her cry.

"Ugh… enough with your screaming, girl." Jolie grunted, "No one's gonna hear you anyway. You need a cellphone, just in case you didn't know."

Fancy narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, "Really? Hey, would you like to make a call yourself, like your beau?"

"Pssht. Yeah!" Jolie pulled out her fancy iPhone, retrieved Galen's phone number and tapped Call. No service.

"Huh? Well, that's weird."

Jolie looked around the wide field, "HUH? How did we end up here? I thought we were at the mall!"

Fancy looked around the large empty field, finger on her chin as if in deep thought, as Jolie kept on trying out Galen's cell, panicking.

"Hmm…" Fancy pondered, "There's something weird about this place. It doesn't feel right. Like we're not in…" she paused, "…America anymore."

"These damn cellphone commercial keep on saying 'Can you hear me now?' as if it's okay to call anywhere, but I CAN'T EVEN GET SERVICE IN THIS PLACE!" Jolie complained, "Hold on, lemme call the company itself and give them a piece of my mind!"

Fancy noticed a torn piece of parchment paper on the ground. She picked it up and read: Begnion Empire now allied with Grandbell. Fancy's eyes went wide.

"Hmh! Good luck calling that company." Fancy said to Jolie.

"UGH C'MON! NO SERVICE IN HERE TOO?" Jolie screamed on cue, "What's wrong with my cell?"

"Maybe it's broken." Fancy said before she pulled out her own cellphone and handed it over to Jolie, "Wanna try mine?"

Jolie snatched the phone from Fancy.

"Not even a thank you." Fancy scoffed. She then pulled up a smirk as she was watching Jolie dialing numbers like a mad person.

No service.

"AW, COME ON!"

Fancy suddenly heard horses' hooves clattering from a distance and the wind whistling as if a bird was coming this way. She turned facing left to look and saw an army: a massive river of horse-mounting people, carrying out a country's flag, followed by a couple of archers and armored knights, and generals. Their appearance also caught Jolie's attention.

The girls then heard a similar clamoring to their right. It was another massive army: a massive number of Pegasus knights, including Valkyries, mages and bishops. This army didn't carry any flag.

The girls couldn't believe what they were seeing. Fancy suddenly realized that she and Jolie were in the middle of a battlefield, right between two opposing armies. At any second, they might end up getting massacred if they don't get out of here.

"Oh no." Fancy gasped.

"Uh… what's going on?" Jolie asked, watching the army before making a face, "Ugh. Just look at what those people are wearing. Seriously, talk about fashion murderers." She then yelled out, "Helloooo! This ain't the 16th Century anymore!"

Jolie's yell caught the armies' attention. Fancy screamed, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Uhhh, telling them what's wrong with the clothes they're wearing… pssht, duh!" Jolie said, "Obviously, somebody gotta speak out."

The two opposing armies saw the girls. They then saw each other.

"What's going on down there?" spoke one of the three leaders of the flag-carrying army, Reinhardt (Fire Emblem: Thracia 776)

"General." One of the soldiers spoke to him, "Something's up. Down there!" he pointed at the girls, "Two lone villagers."

"Did that guy just called us villagers?" Jolie frowned.

"Villagers heh?" spoke the second leader of the flag-carrying army, Zelgius (Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn)

"Surely, things are about to change in our plan." Spoke the third leader, Camus (Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon). "Soldiers. Charge! And take these girls with you! They resist, they die."

The flag-carrying army roared in response and charged down the hill.

"KYYAAAAA!" The two girls screamed and hugged in panic.

"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE? WHY ARE THEY CHARGING AT ME?" Jolie screamed.

"You? They're not charging at you! They're charging at US! STOP BEING SO SELFISH!" Fancy yelped.

The opposing Pegasus army was watching the enemies charging.

"They're coming this way." Its leader Sigrun (Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn) spoke, "But what are they doing?"

"I think…" Tanith (Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn) noticed the two girls in the midst of a battlefield that was soon to be a bloodbath. She pointed Sigrun to them, "I think they're charging at these two girls!"

"We can't let them get away with this." Sigrun said, before facing her army, "Follow our leads."

The army charged down the hill toward the opposing army. The girls saw the opposing army charging as well and panicked even more.

"WE GOTTA DO SOMETHING!" Jolie yelped, before grabbing on Fancy's hair and shaking her hard, "YOU gotta do something! I don't want my beautiful face and my talented intelligence to be trampled by an army of poorly-fashionable losers!"

Fancy pushed Jolie away quickly, "Stop with the hair-pulling!" she barked. She then see a tree in the middle of the battlefield, "There! We could go hide up on that tree!"

"LET'S MOVE!" Jolie quickly grabbed on Fancy and dragged her toward the tree in a hurry. The two girls were screaming in panic until they reached the tree. The two armies were closing in.

Fancy quickly climbed the tree and slipped into its bushy leaves. Jolie who couldn't climb the tree screamed, "HEY! What about me? I can't climb it! My heels will break!"

Jolie watched the two armies closing in; a short spear went flying toward her.

"KYYYYYAAAAAAAAH!"

Fancy pulled Jolie into the tree seconds before the lance could strike her. The two girls watched the lance traveling down a soldier's chest instead. The soldier fell flat on his face, dead, as his armassent on charging toward the opposing army without stopping to care for him. The girls watched in horror cavaliers piercing bishops' chest, Pegasus knights swooping down paladins like what eagles would do to mice, and mages blasting down numbers of generals and armored knights with their magic. The two girls frowned at these acts of violence.

"OMG! Why are they killing each other?" Jolie whined.

"What do you think?" Fancy said, "They're obviously fighting a war. At least we're safe here."

Suddenly Fancy got pulled out of the tree.

"KYYYYYAAAAAAAAH!" Jolie freaked out.

She pulled out of hiding to watch a wyvern rider flying up with Fancy at the beast's claws.

"WHAAAAT IS THAT THIIING?" Jolie screamed at the appearance of the dragon.

"Just get me OUTTA HEEEERE!" Fancy screamed, struggling to get out alive.

"We got one of them." The rider of the wyvern alerted the three generals.

"Get the other one!" Zelgius ordered.

"What? What other one?" Jolie panicked.

Suddenly the battle impact viciously rocked the tree she was in. Jolie quickly lost her balance and tumbled down the tree. She quickly grabbed on a tree branch as the battle raged on. She watched an Arcwind Magic flying right at her.

"KYYYYAAAAAAAHHH!"

The Wind magic snapped the branch and she fell right on a paladin's horse. The paladin got distracted. Jolie saw a Hand Axe flying right into the paladin's head, impaling him.

"KYYYYAAAAAAAHHH!" Jolie screamed so much, her throat gave away and she fainted.

"JOLIE!" Fancy screamed for her rival. Seeing her in the midst of bloodshed should have been bliss, but it wasn't. She struggled, "HEY! Get me down from there NOW!"

"Should I? Really?" the wyvern rider warned her. Fancy noticed the ground and how far they were flying above it.

"Err… Nevermind!"

Suddenly an arrow flew right onto the wyvern's torso and the wounded wyvern started falling, losing its balance. The wyvern rider panicked, so did Fancy. The wyvern finally released Fancy.

"AAAAAAAHHHH!"

Fancy suddenly fell onto something softer than hard ground: it was a Falco! An evolved Pegasus with more speed and power. Fancy opened her eyes and saw the knight riding the Falco. She recognized her.

"You…"

"Fancy!" said Skye (OC), longtime friend of Fancy since their last quest, "Long time no see!"

"You saved me, Skye!" Fancy smiled.

"Not yet! Hold on tight!" Skye yelled and her Falco took off.

xXx

"Are you all right?" Sigrun asked Fancy who joined the Pegasus Army moments after her rescue.

"Yeah, but what's going on here? Why the fighting?" Fancy asked, "And what happened to Jolie?"

A Wyvern Lord messenger flew toward the Pegasus Army, catching their attention, "In the name of the Grandbell-Begnion Imperial Army, I am to deliver you a ransom message to you, rebels, from the Three Sable Knights"

"Rebels?" Fancy whispered. "The Three Sable Knights?" She didn't know what was going on, but she could guess that the Pegasus knight army she was with was somehow these rebels.

"By any means necessary," the wyvern lord pointed at Fancy, "you must give up the girl, in exchange…"

The Wyvern Lord then revealed Jolie by his side, bounded by cuffs, and unable to respond.

"…of this other girl." He finished.

"JOLIE!" Fancy yelled.

"We'll do it." Tanith said firmly.

"What?" Fancy yelled, facing the Army, "What are you saying? Don't do this! This could be a trap!" Fancy then faced Sigrun, who hesitated.

"Did you not hear me? DON'T DO IT!"

"We'll do it." Sigrun hesitantly answered.

"She's gonna do it." Fancy murmured.

"Bring the girl." The Wyvern Rider commanded. Skye and the Peg Knights took Fancy back on the Pegasus and reached the enemy army.

"Skye. You know me, I know you. You're not gonna actually listen to what they're saying and do it! They're gonna kill Jolie!" Fancy tried to reconcile with Skye.

Skye shied for a second, but then shook her head, "I'm sorry Fancy. It's my orders. I have to follow them."

The Peg knight descended toward the three Sable Knights awaiting their arrivals. They spotted Jolie, saddled and bounded on a horse, still unconscious.

"Did you bring the girl?" Zelgius asked Skye.

"What do you think?" Skye frowned.

Skye signaled Fancy to get off the Pegasus. Fancy relunctantly obeyed.

"Come." Camus told Fancy. Fancy slowly approached the knights. Reinhardt grabbed on Fancy's arm and pulled her up close. The disturbed Fancy spat on Reinhardt's face.

"Hm-hm." Reinhardt chuckled before wiping the spit off his cheek. "Well, someone is in a foul mood this fine morning."

"Fine morning? You call waking up in the middle of a battlefield where people are killing each other when they're supposed to love each other, a fine morning?"

"It's fine for us as long as there's not a disturbed woman's spit on the face of a Sable Knight!" Zelgius snapped, "Do you know what we do to people who opposes an Imperial Officer of the Begnion-Grandbell Empire, let alone a Sable Knight?"

"If it involves execution, I am willing to take it." Fancy said boldly, "Just as long as you leave this mentally confused woman out of this." Fancy said referring to Jolie, "and Galen too."

The Sable Knights looked at each other. "Galen?" they said together.

"The Baron Dragon." Fancy clarified, "I know you have him and you'd better release him! Whatever you did to him need to stop."

The Sable Knights laughed heartily.

"What's so funny?" Fancy snapped.

"The Baron Dragon?" Camus chuckled, " The Baron Dragon is dead, sweetheart!"

"So if you're looking for salvation, he's the last salvation there is in this world."

Fancy's face sank. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Galen is dead? It cannot be possible.

"And no. We take them insolent girls like you to Lenster, where a severe punishment awaits you." Camus then faced his army and shouted, "Move out!"

The army took off, leaving the Pegasus Army alone with no will to fight, but shock on their faces when they heard the girls' fate.

xXx

GNYAAAAAAAAAAAHH! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA!

Galen was losing air fast. His strength was depleting also. He's been pushing so much on the cold concreted ceiling, his hands were bleeding and hurting so much to the extent that they felt paralyzed.

GNYAAAAAAAAAAAHH! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA! HAA!

"Can't... Breathe...! Just... a bit more...! Just a bit... ... ..."

Galen's eyes closed and he could no longer fight for survival. It was now resting, as if in peace.

But it was at that moment that a drop of water miraculously plucked from the ceiling and fell on the young man's forehead, waking him up.

"W...water?" his eyes flickered as if he was dreaming. Another drop of water from the ceiling fell again on him, snapping him out of his trance. He wasn't dreaming. He actually saw water drenching from the ceiling.

"Water...!" he gasped, smiling broadly at this new hope for escape.

YOU CANNOT STOP ME GALEN SAGE! YOU SHALL MEET YOUR FATE!

Galen, no longer scared but fully determined, clenched his wounded fists again-his only tool of escape-to punch with full-force that dent on the ceiling that was releasing water. The ceiling eventually started cracking. Galen kept punching and punching with all his might. Then he unleashed the final blow!