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Nai yawned as she she watched the moon in all of it's glory. Wishing for the comforts of her warm bed, she wrapped herself further into her blanket. She was tempted to use magic to keep herself warm. Though the risk of some one spotting a suspicious fire light was high.

Especially if it's from the top of an 'abandoned' church/old smuggling warehouse.

Technically their home is owned by Jason's wife Anna. Who had supposedly won it in a high stakes gambling tournament five years ago, from some foolish noble. Sometime after she had encountered Jason, of course the couple decline to tell the full tale. Which made the Scribe Enchanter initially suspicious of the two.

But overtime she grew to trust them, as they would put it, she warmed up to them, somewhat.

Still so strange, all of them had awakened in various parts of this world. Yet it was solely in the continent they were standing in, none had waken anyway near Valm, or the other nations to the west. Of course, Edward had awakened in Plegia of all places, had unfortunate encounters with rotten filth then met someone unexpected.

A person he now just refers to as 'Bastard' as well as other unmentionable names. Like the familiar couple, he declined to give the full story. Just only the important information but nothing else in his time in that desert nation. Earned her suspicion then later her trust.

Nai rested her head in her palms as she couldn't help but think of the others.

Suki and Midori had the unique event of them awakening together. They had shared their story in full, unlike the others including herself. In the early years, the two were dependent on each other, physically and mentally. Yet as time passed, the two began to change and were able to be independent of each other. Though Midori saw Suki as a sibling, and 'adopted' her.

Jon, was an interesting case, as he has been in this world longer than any of them. Seven complete years, he had mentioned he was seventeen when he had awakened. Seven years before the events of this world would happen. From some of the stories he willingly shared, he had to do whatever he had to survive. Then somewhere along the way he encountered Jason by chance...

As the saying goes, the rest is history...

Then there was herself, just another generic beginning for a tragi-

She shook her head, knowing her mood will turn sour if she even thinks about those early years her time here. She cut ties to that place and left it to burn, even if it did greatly benefited her use of magic.

But that was in the past, as well as in a pile of ash.

"Nai? Out here again?" She sees Midori climbing the roof before sitting next to her.

"Waiting for a message from our friend," She gripped the blanket more, attempting to further warm herself. "At least if it shows up tonight. Been waiting for quite while now..."

"Yeah, last one was a couple of weeks ago." The battlemage adjusted her glasses. "Wonder if Maribelle has been rescued yet?"

"Word hasn't spread if Ylisse and Plegia are at war." Nai shook her head. "Only of their army being too close to bordering villages, nothing else yet."

"Makes ya miss the news back home huh?" Midori stretched her arms. "Learning everything as it happens."

"You just miss your smart screen and holo-touch."

"Nah, hardly used it, only for school."

"...Suki's little project is finished." The Scribe Enchanter decided to change the topic. "The materials she obtained while few were enough to finish the core components."

"The old models worked fine though."

"Yes, but you're as a perfectionist as she is. Though she could've used my enchantments then work on my other project."

"That thing? You and I both know that shouldn't be used here. This world isn't ready for that kind of tech, even it's basic and enchanted like hell."

"Hm," A smirk appeared on Nai's lips. "Yes, but it would give us an advantage against them, and with certain 'new' military tactics, Yilsse would dominate battlefields. While creating a chance for a new age in this world."

"Suki might be willing to build it, but I doubt Chrom would allow it to be used. If he actually knew the consequences of it, besides if the Grimleal even manages to-"

"I know the possibilities," She cuts Midori off. "Yet as we are now, even with the eventual resources, and allies we might gain. We'll always be at a disadvantage, even with the knowledge we have, we still know so little of the main threat, and this is something none have faced before. Not without living thousands of years..."

"And potentially making the humanity in this world gain a new age in bloodshed would be a better alternative?" Midori narrowed her eyes at her fellow mage then sighed. "I know you mean well, but there has to be better options."

'If there were then we'd would've taken them.' Nai was going to say but held her tongue, knowing better than to start a pointless argument. 'Yet, like the rest, she's hesitant but not entirely opposed to it. If by chance, we do need it, then we'll be truly desperate.'

'And I'd likely had sold what was left of my soul...'

A few minutes of silence had passed, not tense, it was more like both sides had back off on the topic for now.

"How's your armor?" The battlemage finally asks, breaking the silence. "Jace's is finished, Anna has hers, and Suki's good."

"Been completed for awhile now," Nai answers. "Hinders my movement a little bit but functional nonetheless. Plus the helmet is intimidating, even if parts of my face are exposed."

"At least you have a helmet, I still got nothing cause of these." The ravenette motioned to her glasses before adjusting to them. "Suki's hasn't come up with something yet, not even a glass visor."

"Yes, cause of the risk of it shattering completely in combat, I remember." The scarlet haired woman nodded. "And risking permanent loss of sight."

"Which would suck, gonna have to keep my head down while using my scythe."

"Easy enough with that large blade of yours. I still don't understand why you use one of the most dangerous weapons created that limits you severely. Can't because of your namesake."

"Heh, I may be a Dedmaster but that's not the reason why."

"Oh, then what is?"

"That's a secret..." Midori winks at her before yawning. "Well, don't know about you but my bed is calling. Night Nai."

"Goodnight, Midori." Nai watched her climb back down before looking back up at the night sky. Mildly annoyed that she'll be there for a little longer before she loses her patience then leaves for the warm embrace of sleep.

Their conversation wasn't too bad, despite their supposed dislike for each other there is a hint of respect. Though the dislike is one sided as she loves to tease and rile up the battlemage from time to time. There was an enjoyable feeling from that one's frustrations...

"Caw!"

Looking down, she sees a familiar crow, one that Jon uses when he contacts his 'family'.

"Hello Little Yato," She greets as she holds out her arm, letting the arrival land. "Finally made it?"

"Caw!" Little Yato flapped it's wings before allowing her to take the message.

"Little Mao isn't here," She says as the crow flaps it's wings and rises in the air. "So you'll be alone for awhile, but you'll get extra food."

The crow cawed one more time before it flies, away from her and straight toward the Royal Palace.

She was surprised for a second before opening the message.

Nai, knew you'd be on roof, likely one to get message, addressing this to you. If not Nai, then get her and everyone together, read this out loud. Badly wrote cause we moving fast and Frederick watching, please bare it.

Plegia and Ylisse officially at war, we got Maribelle, she's safe. Avoided Plegian army with some minor fights. On our way back, few days till arrival, make sure everyone is prepared.

Meet in past talked location, Lil' Yato will tell when, will sneak you in.

-Jon

"Heh, it's finally time." Nai's hands burst into flames, quickly destroying the message and it's cringe worthy sentences and penmanship.

She stood up and made her way back inside the building.

"All tasks at hand are complete, now it's time to see if our labors will bear fruit." A devious smile forming on her lips.


"Come on Donnel don't hesitate! Watch his movements and counter."

Oh fuck you Edward!

I let out an uneasy breath as I held out my wooden blade in a reverse grip, Donnel was in front of me taking an offensive stance.

We both charge at each other then exchange slashes, I parry one before thrusting. Donny dodges it as slashes at my arm, hitting it successfully as I pull back from him.

"Dammit," I muttered as I normalize my grip, pointing the blade at Donnel. "Been a couple weeks and he's already advanced this much." That or I suck that badly...

It's been a couple of weeks since we left that village, and my plan hasn't been going well. While I've gain minor injury at times it isn't enough to force Lucina to heal me. Edward, Donnel actually make sure that they don't try to hurt me too much, just minor bruising. Lucina been her usual self, though her kicks have been less painful, either she holding back or I've grown in tolerance.

Donnel comes at me forcing me to dodge several strikes then block one. I move to kick him in the stomach, but he pushes me back then stabs at me.

Trying to block it, I raise my blade directing his weapon upward, straight towards my face.

Before either of us could react, the wooden blade makes contact with my nose, breaking it.

Crack!

"Ah!" I screamed as I stumble back, intense pain was burning at my face as blood drew from my nose.

"Leon!" Donnel screamed my name as he dropped his weapon and helps keep my head up. I try to stay still and not bite my tongue in pain.

I hear Edward sigh, "If blocking leads to greater injury then dodge or take the hit. Or move to limit possible damage."

"...You're not going to help him?" Lucina asks as Donny helped me sit down while keeping my head up. The blood at this point was traveling over my mouth and going over my chin.

"Naw, would be a waste of a Concoction. Besides you've seen it too haven't you."

"...I have."

"Warned you and now I'll warn him, cause my patience is running thin. Leon, you've been rather reckless in training this past couple of weeks." He says as the pain continued to burn. "You tried to hide it, but it was too obvious. You attempt to block when you can dodge, allow hits to connect when you can parry or counter. Forcing me to hold back more then I do with Donny. Hell, you've taken kicks to the stomach from Marth to the point where I thought you were some kind of masochist."

"As a result, your skills are shit, and Donnel is getting better while you're slowly becoming worse. Don't know why you're doing this, and truth be told I give less of a shit. However..."

Donnel moves away as my forehead is grabbed, forcing me to look at Edward. The blood from my nose flowed faster, as the pain grew worse.

"I will say this once since for your's and Donnel's sake," He narrowed his eyes at me as the pressure from his hand grew. "If you have any ounce of self worth or care for those around you. Then don't pull crap like this again. Else you'll be a danger to yourself and the rest of us. You'll be dead or worse get someone else killed because of your own incompetence. Then find yourself as a lonely piece of shit with three feet of steel embedded in your heart."

He reaches then forces my nose straight and pushes me to the ground as I screamed in pain.

"Make sure he drinks this," Something lands on my stomach. "And clean his nose with the cloth. Don't want any predators or Risen picking up his stench, Donny we're going on ahead. Need to step up your training."

"R-right!" Was all I hear Donnel say.

I was left for a minute or two of looking up at the sky in pain, barely able to move.

Dammit...he's...he's right.

"...What am I to do with you?" I barely hear Lucina mutter as she comes in and helps me up.

"Head straight up, and drink this." I follow her instructions as I feel the ends of a bottle touching my lips.

"I...deserved that..." I weakly groaned as the pain subsided a bit and the blood stopped flowing, shaking my head.

Lucina said nothing as she stared at me with that damn mask. She was holding out a piece of cloth...

I sighed as I take the cloth and gently wiped the blood off my face.

"Leon," The princess slowly speaks. "Why have you been acting strangely recently?"

"I've...been an idiot." I state as I rubbed my forehead.


A/N: Seriously short chapter due to one thing. Myself...pretty much it.

In honesty, I haven't been able to write much for this fic in awhile. Due to a serious of writer blocks and the fact that I actually didn't plan this story out carefully. I literally scrapped together what can be barely be considered a plot and posted it without much thought or revision. Then added things along the way without an actual solid foundation.

Then pretty much forgot then wasted the really good advise and time that was given from another author, when I was first thought of this fic.

As a consequence, this story has suffered greatly due to my own foolishness and shortcomings.

With a series of plot holes that haven't been addressed, characters not well done and can be flat, at times introduced into the story way too quickly and needlessly. Skipped some needed development on the main protagonist and have an inconsistent thought process. Development and events happening 'off screen' when it was originally intended to actually show what happened, example being Jon, he was supposed to have a big role in this.

A bunch of other problems that be too much to list...like twenty pages worth, being completely serious on that.

The point is, I seriously need to come up with a better plan and fix the heck out of this fic. I don't want to drop this and disappoint those that actually took the time to read and like this. I need to improve what I thought off and actually place an actual foundation.

So for now, this fic will be on hiatus for an unknown amount of time. Which isn't going to be years, as I've seen other fics do that and never update again.

It'll likely be revised from the first chapter to now, or rewritten if I can't use what is left.

I apologize to those that genuinely enjoyed this and are disappointed.

I need to learn from my mistakes and improve with what little experience I've gained in my time writing on this site.

Thank you...everyone who reviewed, favorited, followed, or even just read this. Thank you for sticking around for this long, it really did mean a lot.

-Raiden312

PS: In case anyone were to wonder, my other fic is an entirely separate thing. I actually took the time to plan that one out, unlike this one, which in hindsight explains the current situation. I don't intend the same fate to happen to that one.