Andrei/Screams (761 Grann)
Voices echoed throughout my head, threatening to explode. Screams from the pegasus knights that I'd killed, my father's voice, sad and hurt at me betraying him. At me killing him.
I shook my head mentally. They were all gone, and now I would rule Jungby. Though even as I thought that, I knew I couldn't convince myself otherwise. It had been two years, and I was still thinking about it, the voices as threatening as ever.
I took a deep breath. I was Jungby's new duke. I had achieved what other people thought I couldn't. I could get over a panic attack.
But deep down, I knew that this wasn't anything ordinary. Retaining the memories for over two years proved at least that.
I tightened my grip on my bow. No matter what, I would have to fight alongside Langbalt, which meant fighting Sigurd and his army, including Aideen, my sister. My only sibling, after Brigid's death years ago. Could I even fight her?
'No,' I stopped myself. 'I am Jungby's duke, as well as a loyal Grannvalean citizen and soldier. Killing the traitors who helped kill Prince Kurth, who sided with the Isaachians is only justice. If Aideen gets in the way, then so be it.'
Before I could continue the fight inside my head, a soldier interrupted my thoughts. "Duke Andrei, sir?" he asked nervously. I suspected that the fact that I had killed my father had been spread throughout my army, but I hadn't said anything about it.
"Yes?" I said impatiently.
"Sir," he began again, "I received a message that Duke Langbalt has located Duke Byron and is ready to attack. He thinks that Duke Byron wants to give Tyrfing to Sigurd, as he is approaching Zaxon."
I nodded. "Good. Please find someone to give Duke Langbalt a message of my own."
"Yes, sir," the soldier said, a little shakily, as if worried that I might kill him at any moment. "And what would that message be?"
"The messenger should tell him that I am ready to fight Sigurd and his army alongside him and his army at any time necessary." The soldier nodded again, but when he was about to leave I stopped him. "Please send someone else to prepare my army to leave at a moment's notice."
He nodded again, and left the room.
There was no one or nothing that could stop me now. Not my memories, Sigurd, any army... my family.
I would do what must be done, even if no one understood why.
Arrows flew from throughout the battlefield, hitting their targets. You could hear swords slicing through their owners' enemies, axes killing numerous people easily, lances stabbing their wielders' opponents before they could blink. Mages attacked with fire, wind, and thunder, and you could hear that, too.
But, of course, this was just an ordinary day on a battlefield, which proved how strange and horrifying being a soldier was. But that just meant that to be one, you had to move past that. Past the death and the pain.
I turned my attention back to the battlefield as a soldier was about to attack me. Quickly, I pulled back and fired a few arrows before he could get close. That was just another part of battle: you couldn't let your guard down, no matter what; or the next thing you knew, you would be on the ground, an enemy soldier's sword to your throat.
A while later, when I had thought that we were winning, a mysterious woman broke through our army in the chaos. We had been too occupied with fighting one side of Sigurd's army that she had managed to slip in.
I - and the other soldiers near me - fired arrows into the arrows into the air at once. But when we could see her again, she wasn't injured. She wasn't even scratched. Every arrow had landed conveniently next to her, but none of them had hit her. In the chaos, she had managed to hit all of the soldiers near me, killing them. But that wasn't the strangest part.
She had long blond hair, the same as Aideen's. She was wearing a short sleeved orange shirt, skirt and boots, and a white bandage covered her forehead, but she was otherwise indistinguishable from Aideen. And the bow she was holding was Yewfelle. It had to be. I was raised hearing the stories of Ullir and the luck he and his descendants had, as I was one. It would explain the arrows missing her.
"Brigid?" I asked aloud, as if that would make it more believable. "How are you alive?" I shook my head after a moment. "No, it doesn't matter. You are a traitor and disgrace to House Jungby, to the Crusader Ullir and to Grannvale itself. For that, I must kill you."
Brigid glared at me angrily. "How can you say anything, when you killed Father! You, Andrei, are the disgrace to Jungby's honor, and to the good name of the Crusader Ulir!"
She aimed an arrow, and let go.
It flew slower than any arrow I'd seen, hitting me at last in the chest, knocking me off my horse.
I breathed slowly, tears falling down my face. I tried to stop them, but I couldn't. I didn't even know why, but I was.
Memories flew through my head quickly as I stopped restraining them, and started accepting them, instead.
My mistakes finally reached me: killing my father, the innocent pegasus knights, everything.
When had I become this way? When Brigid was presumed dead? When I couldn't accept being a leader? When I couldn't accept the fact that Langbalt and Reptor were wrong, that Sigurd and his army, including Aideen, were traitors.
'Father...' I thought as tears covered my face. 'Mother, Aideen, Brigid, Scipio… Please forgive me.'
Notes:
So, I kind of rushed this because I realized I was really late (The Masked Arrow chapter's tomorrow), but I tried to fit everything together in a way that made sense.
I took some things from the Oosawa manga, and I changed his personality a little, but he's mainly the same, since he's hiding how he really feels (which is what I've been doing with other characters, actually. Uh, sorry).
So from here, the POV characters are mostly characters who do things worse than kill an old friend, like:
1) Killing their father
2) Killing their future king
3) Killing their friend and that friend's friends, who are also the friends of their brother
Yeah, this is going to be interesting. And hard.
So far, this is the list of first gen characters after Andrei:
1) Langbalt
2) Travant
3) Reptor
4) Arvis
5) Aida
I'm also sticking Manfroy somewhere, but I don't know where yet (if he isn't in the first gen group of characters, he will be in the second gen ones, though). Also, I might switch Reptor and Travant's positions around.
Something else I decided to do was move Chapter 5 and the Belhalla Massacre to 761 Grann, like Naryfiel Lilith did, but instead of an 18 year gap, it's a 16 year one, which still brings the Gen 2 start year to 777 Grann (In game, the BM is in 760 Grann and the Gen 2 is 17 years later).
Since I'm taking things from the game (I know it's from a fan translation, but I want to be careful), here's a disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with FE4, or the Fire Emblem series in general.
