Roy heard an strange sound, he checked to see what was happening. When he saw this, he realized that it was an ambush.

"Where do you think you're going...?" One of the men chuckled.

The duke tried to run away from the black soldiers, but the men grabbed him and pinned him down.

"LET ME GO!" Roy cried as he struggled.

"Man, he won't hold still." The second shouted.

The leader of the black soldiers placed a sword on the duke's neck. "If ya don't hold still, I'll cut off your head."

Roy stopped struggling, and allowed the men to bind his wrists behind his back, and his arms to his stomach and chest with thick coarse ropes. Same thing with the ankles.

"Marth! HELP! PLEASE! HELP-!" Roy cried as a large cloth was shoved in his mouth, and thick cloth was tied around his mouth.

"I won't allow you to warn your prince off." The leader smirked, grabbing the duke's chin. "You'll be the perfect bait to lure the prince."

"Plmms! Dmmn't! (Please! Don't)" Roy cried as the men grabbed him and dragged him away.

One of the black soldiers threw Roy in a cell and locked it.

"Mmmph!" Roy cried.

"That prince will come for you soon..." The leader said. "And after we lure him, we'll you..."

"Plmms! Dmmn't! (Please! Don't!)" Roy begged

"Boys, write the ransom note to the prince..." The leader said. "Let's hope this works..."

The men began to write the ransom note, then sending it to the camp.

"Where's Roy?" Marth cried, "Have any of you seen him?"

"None of us haven't seen him." Nyna said.

"All I could remember was, that we were under an ambush." Minerva said.

After Marth asked any of his allies if they seen the missing duke, he decided to got to Roy's tent, only to find a ransom note.

Prince Marth... We currently have your red haired duke hostage. If you EVER want to see him again. Come to the fortress, in the basement ALONE. If you don't come, or if you bring back up, we'll kill him...

"Roy!" Marth cried, as he found out that the ransom note was for the duke's life.

He grabbed his sword, and rushed out of the camp to rescue his duke.

The Hero King walked down the basement of the fortess. He somehow found Roy, who was bound and gagged in a cell. He used his sword to unlock the cell door.

"Mmmrth! (Marth!)" Roy cried.

"I'm getting you out of there, Roy." Marth said as he undid his gag and the duke spat out the cloth in his mouth.

"Marth. What are you doing here? It's you they want." Roy cried.

"Well, well, well..." A voice said from behind. "Our plan worked."

"Who the hell said that?" Marth shouted as he fell down to the ground unconscious.

"MARTH!" Roy cried.

The Hero King woke up, only to find that his ankles and legs were bound together with thick coarse ropes, same thing with his wrists which were tied to someone else's, leaving him and the other captive bound back to back. He tried to break free from the ropes to no avail.

He then heard whimpering, and he recognized it.

"Roy?" Marth gasped.

Roy was in the same state as Marth, but he was gagged unlike the Hero King.

"Mmmrth? (Marth?)" Roy sobbed as he shook in fright.

"Don't worry, Roy." Marth said as he gently squeezed the duke's hand. "It's going to be alright. You don't have to blame yourself. I knew it was a trap, but I could let those men hurt you."

The cell door opened and the captives turned their heads to see their captors standing their.

"Heh." The leader smirked. "Finally woke up, Prince Marth..."

"Shut up!" Marth growled as he spat at one of the captors.

The man grabbed the Hero King and strangled him, making Roy scream through his gag.

The man stopped strangling Marth, and chuckled. "I'm glad that luring you here with this duke finally worked."

Roy whimpered through his gagged when the man said this.

"Looks like well have to kill him now..." The leader said as the men untied the captives wrists, then retying them, leaving the captives tied separately.

"Don't you DARE touch him!" Marth growled as one of the men slapped him across the face.

"Shut the hell up," One of the men said.

The men grabbed Roy, and they began to drag him away. The Hero King grew desperate. He can't let those men kill him."

"PLEASE! Don't kill him! I'm the one you want. Why don't you just kill me instead." Marth growled.

"Heh." The leader chuckled. "It's you we want. Guess we'll kill you instead. We'll let your duke watch you die."

The men threw the duke beside the Hero King.

"Before you take me, I must say my finally words to him." Marth said.

"Alright, but be quick." The leader said.

"Roy..." Marth said. "Remember this. I'll always love you. My kingdom is now in your hands."

The duke saw something sharp behind the Hero King, it was a broken piece of glass. He knew what he was up to, he was helping Roy escape.

Marth finished his words, then he kissed the duke's gagged lips.

"I'm ready now." Marth said as the men grabbed him and chain him to a wall.

The men stabbed the Hero King in the chest and stomach.

Roy watched his lover being stabbed, he began to cut the ropes faster. After he freed himself from the ropes, he removed his gag, and spat out the cloth in his mouth. He grabbed a sword, and quickly stabbed the leader to death.

"KILL THE DUKE!" One of the men shouted as the duke quickly killed them.

"Marth!" Roy cried as he undid the chains.

"Roy..." Marth said as he fell to the ground, bleeding.

"Marth!" Roy screamed "DON'T DIE! PLEASE DON'T DIE!"

The duke then burst out in tears, sobbing on the Hero King's body.

He heard some people walking by.

"Roy..." Nyna said. "Are you alright?"

"It's Marth. He's barely breathing." Roy sobbed. "He sacrificed his life to save me."

"He'll be fine." Wrys said as he and Nyna used their staves to heal the Hero King's wounds.

"Wrys? Nyna? Roy?" Marth gasped.

"Marth! Thank goodness you're not dead." Roy sobbed, as he hugged his lover while Marth stroked his hair.

"Let's go home..." Nyna said. "The others might be worried about us."

Nyna, Wrys, Marth, and Roy left the abandoned fortress. Without that piece of glass or Nyna and Wry's help, Marth would die, sacrificing his life for Roy.

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