Chapter 36: Marth's Hunting Party!

Marth and his friends exit through the hole Legion casued on Alfonse's walls. Deciding to help Alfonse catch Legion, the bull Cain, Abel and the others follow Marth as he chases Legion. Jeorge and a reluctant Gordin come to a stop.

Jeorge readies his bow. "Hold still, beast! I have to get a clear shot!"

Gordin readies his bow as well. Jeorge looks at him.

"I'll help!" Gordin shouted in joy. Jeorge shakes his head at him.

"Leave this to the master of archery," Jeorge said, continuing his aim.

Gordin frowns. "Sir! Why not we both attack. You here and I from the rear?"

Palla catches up to the archers. "He's right! This is a team effort after all!"

"I know right?! I mean how hard can this guy be?" Est added.

Legion continues to clone himself more and more until he runs ahead far enough.

Tiki squints her eyes. "He's gone!"

Marth leaps foward. "No, he isn't. I will stop him! Them!?"

Marth tosses his Falchion up and catches it in mid-air as he dashes swiftly to his target.

"Legion. I must confront you!"

Legion runs faster. "Speak to us alllllsss!"

The masked men stopped in their tracks and circle around Marth's group.

Catria back away from them. "Are you kidding me?"

"Back down! Legion fiends!" an outsider yelled at the brothers. The mounted man with an axe began to swing the axe at the clones. They all fall to the ground as Legion unclones their corpses.

"You!" Palla shouted at Michalis as his sisters closed in on his location.

Minerva frowns at him. "Hey, are you crazy? I said not to engage in combat. Not with clone freaks!"

Michalis frowns back at her. "I am not soft so I will do as I see fit, sister. That is, of course if you want to try to stop me?"

The two siblings have a staredown as Maria slid in the center of them. "Can't you see? You are starting tension!"

Michalis backs away from Minerva. "Eheheh, it was getting boring anyway...!"

"Sure is odd hearing this guy chuckle," Cain mumbled to Abel.

Legion crawled up onto his feet. "We shall falll backsssess!

Now, seriously. Brotherins, get a move on."

While Marth holds his group back, Legion begins to escape.

"M-Marth?" Gordin cried to him.

"..Let him," Marth insisted.

Legion runs further and further away until he bumps into Clarisse. He continues to run away again.

Clarisse dusts herself off. "Ey! Back over here. NOW!" she screamed as she tries to catch up to him but grows tired. Clarisse huffs and puffs. "Deceptively quick.." she continues to run along

Ogma walks up to where the Hero King is standing. "Hey Marth. I'm not seeing a real threat..."

Marth smirks. "I agree. Neither of them are trustable however."

"Let's not forget their inevitable track record," Draug mentioned.

Marth sighs. "This will be our new goal..."

Merric smiles. "Haha, I guess so Lord Marth. Chase them around in this continent, as always."

"Fortunately for us all, we have tons of helping hands to aid us and a loyal leader to guide us," Caeda said.

Marth bows down and returns to standing position. An old man can be seen coughing and limping behind Marth.

Wrys begins to cough and wheeze. "So...demanding..."

Marth turns to Wrys. "Sir? Something the matter?"

Wrys lowers himself to the ground as he lays helplessly. "All this venturing around is killing my back. Ever so slightly...ughh!"

Est pokes Wrys. "Why didn't you say so, oldie? Hop on!"

Wrys climbs aboard Est's pegasus with the speed of an elderly man.

"Much better," the old man said.

Camus laughs. "Remember to keep up!"

The knight of Grust startles Marth's group. Athena catches up to Camus as she pants.

"Hey, I thought I told YOU to keep up," she uttered with her head low.

"You are pathetic, and a woman at that," Camus replied. Athena gave him a stare.

"W-Woman?!" Palla blurted out.

Camus nods. "Pff, yes. I know a good reason why some women follow me too..."

Athena looks disgusted. "Dream on, scrawny horseman!"

Camus approaches Athena. "I'll show you scrawny all right!"

Gordin shoots a bow at both potential attackers.

Gordin's pupils widened as he was shocked at himself. "Wow, that felt really cruel!"

"Thank you Gordin. The two of you will either learn to co-exist with us and yourselves. If not, me and allies will take proper action!" Marth demanded.

Athena lifts her head up as she stares Marth and the crew down. "Ah, are you going to pick a fight with me again?"

Barst pushes Marth and Gordin aside as he steps up to Athena. "You mess with the biceps an' this show will be on the road!"

Camus stands beside Athena. "Meaningless boasting will do you no good."

Jagen unsheathes his lance. "I demand to know where you were during our adventures."

Athena smirks. "None of your business!"

"It is in every right "our business" lady! I may be getting paid a bit below my wages but keep on tampering with our mission and it'll be the end of you. Both of you!" Navarre made clear.

Athena stood in silence as Navarre smirks. "Heh. This one's on me, Marth!"

Camus' face and cheeks turns slightly red. "RGGH. SILENCE! You've done it now!" he shouts as he rides away with his steed, while Athena goes her separate ways.

Est pats Marth's shoulder. "What does that mean Marth?"

Marth looks at the ground and then his Falchion. "It means that we are in war again milady.."

"Aww! Come ON! Ugh!" Est yelled as she began to sigh afterwards.

Abel comforts Est as she starts smiling at him. "Those two are blindly self-centered and it's showing the worst of them."

"That's right Abel. Anything we can do to stop that, we're up for it. Peace must fill the air once more!"