Chapter Ten
Eliwood is a character from the Fire Emblem series. I forgot to mention this. DX
Lyn's parents are also from the Fire Emblem series.
Lyn's ancestors are people from the Fire Emblem series.
I think I just about covered the people from other series'.
On to the final chapter!
June 5, 5762
Year of Blazing Swords
1: 00 AM
"LIIIIIIINK!" Lyn emerged from her hiding place and dashed to the body of the Fallen Hero. In spite of her best efforts, she was unable to revive him. His pulse was already long gone.
He was dead.
"Mani…" Marth whispered as he looked at her. Lyn turned to glare at him. "Mani… step away from the Hero… and go… go take care of those foolish rebels that dare attack the organization FIERCE…"
Lyn stood up and drew the Sol Katti. "Never…"
Marth raised an eyebrow. "Never? Mani, child… I shall give you your promotion… you do wish to be a Smasher, do you not? Or… even better… I shall make you the Head of the Smasher Division! Surely it is an offer you cannot refuse!"
Lyn growled. "Well, it looks like I'm refusing it anyways…" she raised her sword and pointed it directly at his heart. "I don't know who you think you are, Marth… but FIERCE ends tonight…"
Marth laughed. "What? You think a pathetic little thing like that can ever defeat me?" he picked up Falchion. "You have much to learn, my girl."
With a cry loud enough to shake the earth, Lyn charged at her opponent, her sword a flashing wheel of light. Marth easily deflected her blow before he began to rain overheads and sidecuts of his own upon her. Lyn desperately flicked her sword to and fro to block these cuts, now going on the defensive to avoid getting hit.
Suddenly, Marth changed tactics. He feinted an overhand cut, but immediately slammed the hilt of his sword into Lyn's stomach as she moved to block the attack. The wind knocked out of her, she collapsed to the ground. Before Lyn could so much as get up again, Marth's heavy boot was upon her chest.
"Bastard!" she spat.
"Mani, Mani, Mani…" Marth laughed. "How pathetic you truly are…" he raised his sword for the kill. "A death exactly like your parents… they would be so, so disappointed in how pathetically their daughter perishes…"
That was the last straw. Summoning up the last of her strength, Lyn grabbed the Sol Katti and glared up at the man she had come to hate.
"I… am… LYNDIS!"
Her sword came up to meet Falchion, surprising Marth. Taking advantage of his momentary weakness, Lyn leaped to her feet and proceeded to cut and feint until her sword was nothing more than a spinning pinwheel of light. Lyn's blade flicked in and out of his defenses like a snake's tongue and, much to Marth's amazement, he was forced to go into the defensive and was just barely keeping up. It didn't take long for him to realize that unlike Link, he wasn't facing a swordmaster.
He was facing a Trueblade.
They were legendary swordsmen, possessing talent that was above "natural" swordsmanship. In fact, it was said that one could only be a Trueblade if the blood of one flowed in their veins. They were extremely rare, but deadlier than the greatest poison in the world. If one faced a Trueblade in battle, there was almost no way one would survive.
Still desperately keeping up with her, Marth lowered his sword to block an underhand, then flicked his sword to the right to intercept the right-hand sidecut that he knew was coming. After all, swordsmen rarely changed their attacking patterns in the middle of the battle. All he had to do was learn it and soon enough, he would be their master.
Big mistake.
Her blade switched from a sidecut to a stab. The sword slammed into his chest, puncturing a large, gaping hole. He felt the warm blood gushing out of him like a geyser and knew.
He was going to die tonight.
But then, he saw a faint glimmer of hope.
An angel descended from the heavens, a single blade out and ready. Pit, his scarred face now sporting a brand new cut, aimed his sword just above Lyn's head and dove for the kill. Marth felt a bubble rise within him as he saw Pit, his avenger, his heir, ready to murder the woman that had caused so much pain.
No!
Lyndis was fast, too fast! She wrenched her sword from Marth's body and raised it to block the angel just in time. Then, she proceeded to cut and slice, now forcing Pit into the defensive as well. Feeling his life slowly slipping away from him, Marth summoned the last of his strength and threw it all into one last shout.
"PIT! GET OUT OF HERE! BEGIN FIERCE AGAIN!" he was seeing the angel at the end of a long, dark tunnel. "I name you… my heir…"
He watched in jubilation as Pit kicked Lyn in the stomach, spread his wings, and took off. The huge window behind Marth's desk shattered as he charged through them. At this moment, he knew, Pit was already thinking of where to begin FIERCE again. He heard Lyn's cry of rage as she realized that the last of the FIERCE agents was ready to begin the organization again.
He saw her blade glinting above him, still stained red with blood. He saw her face, contorted with hatred, ready to murder him in cold blood.
Then let her, he thought, Let her kill me. But it won't matter. Pit's poison has already spread… soon, FIERCE will rise again!
He watched as the glittering blade descended, aimed right for his heart.
Everything went black.
Lyn wrenched the sword out of the man she had once called Boss, panting as she stared at her enemy's corpse. She heard running footsteps behind her, but didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Eliwood dahed into the room and stood next to her, his mouth hanging wide open as he took in the bodies of Link and Marth.
"Y-You… h-him…"
"… Pit got away, Eliwood…" Lyn said quietly. "He got away… with every intent to restart FIERCE…"
Eliwood placed a gentle hand on the woman's shoulder. "… And what shall you do…?"
Name: Lyndis
"I'm going to hunt him," she replied calmly. "I'm going to hunt him and prevent his poison from spreading… I'm going to hunt him even if it takes me a thousand years to find him…"
Eliwood nodded. "… A wise choice…"
Age: 33
"… And I'm coming with you."
Lyn whipped her head to look at her old friend. His battle-lined face was calm and impassive. Eliwood held her gaze with the calm that only a trained leader could possess. From the look in his eyes, Lyn knew that he was set and determined.
Preferred Weapon: Sol Katti
"But… what about Smashville?" Lyn asked. "Doesn't this city need you?"
Eliwood shook his head. "Smashville was in need of a Hero… and a Hero it received." his eyes twinkled slightly as he gazed at her. "You were the Hero, Lyndis…" he smiled as he gently removed the Sol Katti from her grip and began cleaning it with the dark blue cape he wore around his shoulders. "But right now, the rest of the world needs a Hero as well… and Pit… Pit needs someone to set him straight."
Division: Assist
"… I hope you know that the journey shall be rough," Lyn said. In spite of herself, she grinned. "I don't want you complaining the whole way now, Eli." she took the Sol Katti back and sheathed it. "It'll be rough… but…" she felt slight warmth rise to her cheeks. "I'm glad you're coming along."
The older man laughed. "Same to you, Lyndis…" he looked at the shattered window. "… But… where shall we begin our search…?"
"It doesn't matter… but wherever we go, we'll be Heroes…"
Eliwood nodded. "Amen."
Position: None
Lyn walked to the shattered window and watched as the tiny dot that was Pit flew off into the distance. He seemed to be heading east- to Skyworld- where it was all too evident that he would attempt to start FIERCE again. It was Marth's dying wish, she knew, that FIERCE would live on forever.
But if FIERCE lived on, so would they.
They were Heroes. Their purpose was to help the weak and innocent and to protect those that couldn't protect themselves. They were the last of the Heroes, the ones that would one day restore Smashville and its neighbors to peace and prosperity.
She knew not what journey lay ahead of her. She didn't even know whether or not she would survive this journey. But as long as Eliwood was by her side, she knew that all would be well.
It was what Link had wanted.
It was what her parents had wanted.
It was what Isaac had wanted.
Current Status: Hero