Remire Village - 30 Minutes Before the Attack
Byleth sighed as he slowly pulled himself out of the small bed he'd been lying in. It wasn't often he slept through the whole day, but after dealing with three bands of thugs yesterday; his body had been screaming for a nice long rest. Fortunately for him and his father Jeralt, the people of Remire Village were more than happy to oblige them after all their hard work. As Byleth rubbed his eyes, he saw Jeralt getting into his armor in the corner.
"Ahh. Finally awake are we?" Jeralt cracked a small smile as he pulled on his breastplate. "I never thought you were going to wake up, kid. Were you having that dream again?"
"Yes..." Byleth replied as he stood up and started dressing himself. "I was dreaming about a war this time. I saw two armies clashing on an open field. Then... there was this young girl with green hair."
"Huh... There hasn't been a battle like that in over three centuries. And as for the girl, well I can't say I have ever heard of anyone who matches that description." Jeralt picked up his lance and proceeded to the door. "Whatever the case, you'll have to push those thoughts out of your mind for now. We have a new job in the Kingdom tomorrow so we'll be leaving right away in order to make Fhirdiad by daybreak." Before Jeralt could get to the door, one of the mercenaries rushed in.
"Er... Captain? Your presence is requested outside."
"What now?" Jeralt asked as Byleth finished dressing and followed his father outside. Once outside, three youths turned to face them. They looked to be wearing some sort of uniform, but they were all decked out in different colors. One of them, a young blonde man dressed in a blue cloak, approached.
"Please forgive our intrusion. We wouldn't bother you were the situation not dire. We're being pursued by a group of bandits." The white-haired girl standing next to him chose to cut in next.
"They attacked us while we were at rest in our camp. Two of our teachers were seriously wounded."
"We've been separated from our companions and two of our professors were wounded pretty badly. The bandits are after our lives, not to mention our gold", said the third student. This one was a darker skinned boy who had a shorter gold colored cloak hanging from his shoulder.
"What do bandits want with a group of brats like you? Wait..." Jeralt was about to make a comment when his lieutenant ran up to him.
"Captain! Bandits spotted outside the village! Damn... there are a lot of them."
"Damn..." Jeralt muttered as the shouting of the bandits began to draw closer. "Well, Kid, looks like you're going to be putting your training to the test sooner than I thought." Jeralt turned to the assembled soldiers. "Men! Prepare for battle!" Turning to the kids, Jeralt addressed them. "You three, stay close to me and Byleth. If you're the ones they're after then it'll draw the bulk of the fighting to us.
Sure enough, as Jeralt had predicted, the bulk of the fighting had been drawn to the three students. Byleth breathed heavily as he cut down yet another bandit.
"They just keep coming..." He muttered to himself as he raised his sword to perform another Combat Art. Byleth turned back for a second and saw the three kids were holding their own against the enemy as well. The boy in blue and the girl were maintaining a front line while the third boy fired arrows from the rear. It was exceedingly clear that whoever had trained the three of them had done a good job. Byleth returned his focus to fighting just in time to block an axe that was about to hit him in the chest.
Before he could strike back however, there was the sound of crackling thunder and a bolt of electricity shot the bandit in the back! Byleth looked up to see another young man with white hair and a long black and purple coat fighting among his father's men. Byleth didn't recognize him, but he clearly wasn't an enemy, and that was enough for the moment. In the distance, Byleth could make out another unknown figure, a young woman with long gray hair and strange looking armor, carving up enemies with a sword of her own. What Byleth found strange was that, whenever an enemy seemed to get close to this woman, there was a sudden flash of light and the enemy would recoil back in pain. Byleth wondered where all these strange allies were coming from when he spotted a much bigger bandit, an imposing man with a rough cut beard, suddenly run in his direction.
"Hey you with the blank expression! Get outta my way!" The burly man charged Byleth down, but before he got close, an arrow firmly planted itself in his chest. Stumbling backwards, the bandit leader looked up to see the three youths charge him. First, the boy in blue began a series of strikes with his spear. Then, the girl switched in and delivered a crushing blow to the man's sternum with the hilt of her own axe. Finally, Byleth watched in amazement as a series of arrows flew and planted themselves firmly in the bandit leader's chest, causing him to fall over backwards.
Byleth felt himself relax for a moment before the leader suddenly jumped back up and charged the girl! For a split second Byleth considered pushing her out of the way before a sudden burst of energy ran though his body. He'd SEEN this before. Without a second's hesitation Byleth charged forward, deftly blocking the axe and kicking the bandit backwards. The leader stared, wide eyed, at what had just occurred before calling for his troops to flee.
Remire Village - After the Battle
As Jeralt's men tended to their injuries, the father and son navigated to a nearby grove of trees with all the strangers in tow. The three youths stuck together while the white-haired man, kept fidgeting with the Levin Sword in his sheath. The girl seemed to keep shifting her focus off into the treeline only to jump a little when Jeralt started speaking.
"Well I suppose I should thank you two first for your support." Jeralt said with a sigh as he leaned against a tree trunk. "You don't seem like you're from Fodlan. Just who are you anyway?"
"Well my name is Robin." The white-haired man said, offering a small bow. "I'm... a traveler from another kingdom."
"And I'm Corrin!" The girl said with a smile, her attention now fully on the group. "You could say I'm a traveler as well. Though... I guess I might as well be a mercenary now that I'm here."
"Well either way, thank you for your support." Jeralt offered a tired smile. Turning to the other three, Jeralt continued. "Now as for you three..." Before Jeralt could get any further, a sudden cry of war horns blared in the distance. A troupe of knights ran into the village, shouting like maniacs.
"The Knights of Seiros are here! We'll cut you down for terrorizing our- Wait? Where did the bandits go?!" Cried out a mustachioed knight who was leading the pack.
"Oh no..." Jeralt muttered as he let loose a strong of curses under his breath. "Not him..."
The first official Byleth chapter is done! YAY! Now we can get onto the actual story. If you are wondering why Sothis was cut out, I just didn't want to have to re-do the Divine Pulse conversation. She's still there, but I have to reduce some characters so Robin and Corrin can gain some spotlight. If anything, there will be Sothis in the future. Also, I'll probably either be abridging or cutting most in-game conversations for time's sake. You've all likely seen/read them, so I feel safe if there aren't all there word-for word. With that said, I'm still having fun writing this so stay tuned for Garreg Mach Monastery!