Karl: Well, I've read around and think I've gained some useful fanfic writing techniques. Please enjoy chapter two of my first fanfic!
Karel: He doesn't own Fire Emblem or its Characters. Now excuse me while I go berserk and kill all the people who leave without reviewing!
Karl: Umm… Please enjoy!
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Chapter 2: A Flood Of MemoriesAs Volke jumped out of Bastian's balcony, he noticed the exquisite view of the Courtland. Regrettably, it didn't last long, as his fall continued its excursion. When he landed expertly on all fours, Volke pocketed the light bag in his hand, and ran within the castle shadows. Memories came flooding back…
"Fer... Bastian""What is it?"
"I heard you landed a position in the Crimean nobility… The mission was a success "
"… Here's your gold"
"So that's it isn't it?"
"You will be paid more later, very handsomely for helping me"
"… Good luck…"
"It's not like you to say such things Volke…"
"No it isn't… until we meet again…"
"Yes… Until so…"
Volke suddenly snapped back into reality. He had recently passed into a thick forest when something caught his eye. A large cat sat in a clearing. He knew it wasn't a cat, for even laguz can talk. Stealthily, Volke jumped into a large Oak to his right. He decided to stay silent for a while. Laguz, and specifically, witnesses, weren't exactly his… Specialty…
"You… Halt."
"What is it you want soldier?
"You are Volke… The man of shadows, are you not?"
"What if I am?"
"I have a job for you"
"…"
"20 thousand gold"
"…"
"A change in identity"
"Why something as drastic as that?"
"The life of a soldier... Its too little for me, I need more... Please"
"…Specifics man... What is your name?"
"Ferton…"
"How do you suppose I should start this job?"
"I'm… sorry… I have no idea…"
"Crimean royalty, your name is now Bastian"
"What?"
"Here are the papers, I've recently slain a man who murdered my friend, and you're now him."
"So… the job is already done."
"Make sure you study the information in those papers, he was in line to be a duke in the royal court. Close friends to noone. It'll be easy to be… Him."
"Thank you"
"Don't thank me, or pay me, for now, try to fit in to your new position. It might not workout as I have planned. But one question. How did you find me? How did you know about me?"
"A little birdie…"
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The morning sun was relentless against Volke's skin. He had fallen asleep. A failure as he considered his covert training. The laguz was gone… It was time to continue on. A mere thirty paces brought him to a horse, which would make his journey much easier. He got on; making sure that the reins weren't attached to any tree. He knew the horse wouldn't just be here for just any reason. His employer knew he would accept this job… In a few seconds he was off, off for his first stop in unraveling the mysterious Black Knight. The stallion galloped fast, even for Volke. The mane on its back seemed to fly in the wind, and its brown hair was the ground which kept shifting.. How he wished now that he become a knight instead of an assassin.
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Bastian opened his windows to the sight of a new day. An hyperactive soldier was riding at full speed near his window. He payed no mind to it, as the castle was known for its "errands".
A mere soldier… I couldn't stay that way anymore. Too much of a hassle… The life of a duke, that's it for me…
His thoughts were interrupted by a woman at the door. A smile on his face, he made his way outside into the hallway. Running at top speed, he finally caught up to her at a turn in the hallway.
"Lady Lutia… Halt, Ashera's beauty must be graced by one worthy of—"
"Oh dear Goddess…"
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