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THE TACTICIANS' WISH

Lyn's Tale Chapter 7: Siblings Abroad

'Damn,' Kyo thought, as he headed back towards Ostia. 'No sign of her anywhere. The only hint was that she went towards Sacae...I don't want to risk going there alone.'

Karla walked out of the village inn, well rested and refreshed. She walked out of the village, and into a forest. "Hello again, Karla," said a familiar voice. Karla turned around, sword drawn, to see Villa.

"What do you want?" snapped Karla.

"Oh nothing, just to tell you, that the second mission is now your most important; and that you are going the opposite way that your target is going," answered Villa.

"...I...won't...can't...kill him," stammered Karla. Villa raised his eyelids.

"Oh? And why is that?" Villa asked her.

"...I...uh...it's none of your business," she replied.

"Well, then, if you won't kill him, then I'd just have to make you," he said, taking out a black ring with a topaz gem on it. "Now, why don't we put this on..." he said, as he took Karla's hand, and forced the ring onto her ring finger.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Karla screamed in pain as Villa put the ring on her. Apparently, the ring is sending powerful dark energy through her.

"Like it? Jonah's newest invention. This ring makes its wearer go berserk when the wearer sees his or her assigned target," explained Villa.

"NO! TAKE IT OFF!" Karla yelled at him, crying, while trying futilely to take the ring off.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. It can only be taken off by very powerful magic or when you have killed your target. I must say, this feature is ingenious," commented Villa, who then left with a smoke bomb explosion.

Karla sat there, still crying. '...Hiro...'

'This means I will have to attack him when I see him. I can't allow that. I'll stay as far away as I can from him, and look for that powerful magic that can free me,' she thought, as she headed towards the deserts, far from where the group of warriors is headed.

Mark was woken up by a loud screaming at dusk, coming from the girls' wing. 'That scream sounds familiar...' he thought, as he put on his boots to check the noise out. He also brought a flux and nosferatu tome with him, just in case.

He heard another scream, "HELP! HELP US!" This scream was Hilda's.

'Sh!t,' he thought, as he ran towards the sound of the noise.

Mark heard the sound come out from a closed door. He tried to open it, but it was locked, so he began chanting.

"FLUX!" he yelled, summoning a black ball of energy in front of the door and exploding it. The door flew into the room.

"YEOW!" he heard a man yell. Mark then walked in, to find Hilda and her 3 roommates hiding in the corners or running around, naked. One of her roommates was being raped by another man. There were 4 rapists total.

"FLUX!" Mark yelled again, this time blasting the one that was raping a girl. However, he didn't see the other 2 men behind him. One grabbed his arms from behind and put him into a full nelson hold while the other stood in front of him and started punching the stuffing out of the shaman. The girls yelled for them to stop.

"LITTLE SON OF A B!TCH!" yelled the one punching Mark, as he let loose a punch that made the shaman choke out a lot of blood. The other let go of Mark, and kicked the shaman's back. Mark was on the ground, clutching his stomach. Then the 2 rapists started kicking him. Mark curled up in pain, not being able to do anything in this moment. The girls still begged them to stop.

While the two rapists were busy beating up Mark, Hilda sneaked around to grab her Mend staff. She then ran towards one of the rapists and whacked him hard behind his head with it, knocking him out. However, the other rapist saw this, and attacked Hilda. He ran at her, at took the Mend staff out of her hands, and kicked her in the gut, then he jumped at her. Hilda rolled away, but the rapist got up, and grabbed her, and punched her gut, and groped her. He didn't notice that Mark finally got up. The shaman was hunched a bit, but still standing.

"...NOs...NOSFERATU!" Yelled Mark, as a dark cloud enveloped the rapist and went into him. It then left as a darker cloud, which was then absorbed by Mark. The cloud then proceeded to heal all the shaman's wounds. The rapist lay dead in front of him. He panted, exhausted from the ordeal, and walked back towards his room.

"Those guards..." said one of Hilda's roommates angrily. "Pherae definitely needs to have better guards. Who would have thought that they were going to rape us?" Her companions nodded to agree.

"So...who was that shaman?" asked another roommate. "I know this isn't the best time to talk about this, but he's CUTE!" She then looked around, scanning the surprised faces of her roommates, scared that she could still think about boys after she was just about to get raped.

"So! Is he taken by anyone?" she asked her roommates, who were still shocked, while looking at their faces. Hilda looked down at the ground, blushing a bit. "...Oh, I see," said the girl, grinning a wicked evil smile.

"Are we there yet?" asked Serra.

"For the 543rd time, NO!" replied Hiro and Erk, both very annoyed by the cleric.

"We're only at Kathelet, right, Sain?" Erk asked the cavalier.

"That's right. And Caelin is 10 days away from here if there are no distractions," replied Sain.

"...That's 10 days with Serra too many," commented the mage.

Suddenly, a young boy appears and walked towards the group. "Please, help me!" The boy called to them. Apparently the young boy looked around the age of 12, and had light aquamarine hair, wearing a dark yellow tunic, white pants, brown knee high boots, and a light aquamarine cloak. He ran towards them with maddening speed. He panted when he reached them.

"Please!...Are you mercenaries?" asked the boy.

"And if we are?" asked Lyn.

"I NEED YOUR HELP!" Nils begged her, clinging to her left leg.

"Lady Lyndis, you shouldn't let your guard down, not even for a child," warned Odin.

"..HELP MEH!...It's my sister! Some men have taken her away!"

"Your sister? Did you say your sister has been accosted?" Sain asked the kid with gleaming eyes, which made the young boy back away in fear.

But the boy recovered, and said, "Yes, by some cruel, awful men! I don't know what I'll do without Ninian!"

Sain urged Lyn to go help him.

"Milady Lyndis! This isn't the time! If the marquess was ill as we heard, we must proceed!" urged Kent.

"I want to help this child, Kent. I cannot just let a child be taken away from her home. I am worried about my grandfather, but this... I just can't stand by and just let it happen," Lyndis replied."I'm sorry, Kent."

Kent shook his head. "No need to apologize, milady. "I'm your loyal retainer. You owe me no apologies. You must do as your heart dictates, milady. I will follow you, no matter where that may leads," said Kent.

"Now that that's settled, can you show us where these men are?" Odin asked the kid.

"Follow me! Oh, by the way, my name is Nils," the boy introduced himself.

"Are they the ones? They seem to be looking around pretty hard to find you," commented Hiro, as he saw black armored figures cut down bushes and checking to see if anything is behind them. He froze when he saw a symbol on their shoulders. 'The Black Fang? What would they want with these kids?' he thought. A shaman approached them.

"There you are, boy, it's back to Lord Nergal with you!" commanded the shaman, pointing at Nils.

"No! Let Ninian go!" yelled Nils.

"Listen, we're not supposed to kill you, but we sure can rough you up. GET THEM!" the shaman called for his comrades to prepare. He then summoned a flux spell at Nils. However, before it exploded, a bolt of lightning dissipated the black ball of energy. Then another bolt smote the shaman.

A...figure with long blonde hair, wearing a blue robe and white cloths over them walked towards the group. They couldn't tell the gender of the figure, but judging from the person's lack of cleavage and deep voice, it's a man. "Thank you, stranger," Lyn thanked the man. "Your robes... They look like religious vestiary. Are you an Elimine bishop?" Lyn asked him.

"Yes... Well, no. I'm only an acolyte, an Elimine monk, to be specific. My name's Lucius," answered the monk. "I want to help you...I saw the boy asking everyone at the inn for help, but he was rejected. It is my duty as a monk to help those in need of it."

"...Lyn?" Nils asked her.

"Yes, Nils?"

"...I want to fight too!" he said all of a sudden.

"What? Can you actually fight?" Lyn asked, surprised.

"..Well, no...BUT! I'm a bard, and bards are useful to have around! Music from this special flute can replenish a person's stamina completely! I'll show you!" Nils replied. "Lucius, sir, are you tired from casting those Lightning spells?" he asked the monk.

"Yes, those spells can be tiring," he replied.

"Then let me help!" Nils played a short song on his flute, and a magical aura started to glow around Lucius. When he stopped playing, Lucius looked refreshed.

"Wow, thank you, Nils!" the monk thanked him.

Hiro and Erk dashed towards a shaman, who seemed to be the leader. Sure enough, it was the black fang. "...Black Fang. What are you doing here?" Hiro asked the shaman, Erk was looking a bit puzzled that Hiro knew who they were. He sure as hell didn't.

"...I'm surprised you know of us...wait, you look familiar...ah! One of the Sargus clan members," said the shaman.

"Were you one of the people at the massacre?" Hiro asked him, his hands on the hilt of his sword.

"I was the leader. Their screams of pain...and horror...it was magic," said the shaman, who then laughed.

"YOU BASTARD! On the honor of my clan, I'll kill you! Erk, leave him to ME!" Hiro said angrily. Erk nodded, not wanting to get in the enraged myrmidon's way, and left to help the rest fight off the rest of the assassins.

"You wouldn't have stood a chance back then, what makes you think you'll have one now?" asked the shaman as he launched a flux spell. Hiro back dashed and focused his energy into his Muramasa. Just as the ball was about to explode, he swung his sword like a bat towards the ball. The Muramasa was enveloped in a flaming aura as he did this. The ball of dark energy flew towards the shaman, and exploded on the ground in front of the magician. The shaman, not expecting this, covered his head with his hands to avoid dust from the explosion. The area was now covered in smoke.

"Damn, where is he?" the shaman asked himself. He launched another flux, into the air this time, and exploded it to clear the smoke. He looked around, but Hiro was nowhere to be seen. He looked around wildly. Not seeing a sign of the myrmidon, he relaxed a bit.

'This is for the tribe,' Hiro thought, focusing his energy into his sword, as he is hiding behind a nearby tree, he jumped out behind the shaman stealthily, then took his sword out. The shaman heard the small 'shing!' sound of the blade, and turned around, tome ready. However, he was nowhere quick enough. Hiro dashed at lightning speed and disappeared. The millisecond he did, a sound of blade cutting through flesh was heard. The shaman stopped in his tracks, and choked out blood, and held onto a sword wound in his chest that just suddenly appeared. Then, a split second later, Hiro reappeared on the other side of the shaman. "Backdraft," he whispered, and the shaman burst into a giant explosion of burning flesh. Charred pieces of flesh rained down on the area. "I have avenged you all..." Hiro said, feeling slightly more relaxed.

Matthew walked inside a small house, readying his hands to pillage whatever was inside. To his surprise, he found, HIS BOSS! "Lord Hector!" Matthew greeted his boss, a blue-haired young man of probably 17, wearing white pants, sporting heavy blue armor lined with yellow, with matching metal boots, and a red cloak.

"Matthew? What are you doing here?" Hector greeted Matthew.

"Just selling my services to a noble, milord. Apparently she's the granddaughter of Marquess Caelin. I'm one of the people helping her stop Lundgren. I'm sure you've heard of the inheritance dispute," explained the thief.

"Of course. But is that really the only reason you're helping her?" Hector asked Matthew, squinting his eyebrows. "Okay, you caught me, milord," replied the thief. "Now, if you don't mind..." Matthew jumped out the window again to rejoin the fray.

Serra entered the house that Hector is in, noticing that Matthew just jumped out one of its windows. "EEE! Lord Hector!"

'Oh dear Elimine, not her,' Hector thought, seeing the figure of the pink haired devil at the door.

"Serra, leave me here for now. I'm waiting for a friend, WHO APPARENTLY HAS BEEN LATE FOR ABOUT 8 HOURS!" Hector yelled furiously.

"Hmph! You don't have to yell," Serra huffed, and walked out, slamming the door.

Hector just stood there. '...That was easy...' he thought.

"Where's my sister? Ninian, Ninian!" Nils called out for his sister.

"Milady Lyndis! A villager spotted a group of men riding south!" exclaimed Odin, arriving with new information. "They must have Ninian!" he concluded.

"Then we must give chase!" commanded Lyn.

"But...But...we won't make it in time! What if they already..." Nils stuttered.

A young red haired man walked into the scene. He had a gold headband on, and a blue battle robe, lined with gold on its sides. He had 2 teal shoulder plates on, lined with white on its sides. He had white pants and blue boots on; the boots had a gold line near the top. He also sported a blue cape, which was red in its underside. Most importantly, however, he was holding a girl in his arms. The girl's hair was very long, and some of its locks were tied together by golden rings. It was colored a very light aquamarine, it's almost white. She had a bronze choker on her neck. She has a light aquamarine robe on, and underneath it, a longer dark teal robe. The robes didn't cover her arms. She had a bronze bracelet on her right arm. Also, she had a translucent white silk cloak on, as well as 2 white cloths tied onto her arms. Finally, she had 2 belts tied to her waist. One seemed to be purely for decoration, seeing as it was made of gold pieces. "Is she the one you're looking for?" The young man asked the group.

"She's so beautiful even when unconscious!" commented Sain, with glee in his eyes.

"Sain, behave yourself!" commanded Kent.

"You never let me have any fun," the blonde cavalier replied.

"Are they always like this?" Lucius asked Erk.

"I've only been with them for a few days, but...yeah, I think so." 'What have I gotten myself into?' thought Lucius, shuddering at noticing that Wil and Florina were making...out in the bushes.

"Ninian!" Nils called to the girl.

"She'll be fine, she's just unconscious," said the young man. "I'm Eliwood, son of marquess Pherae," he introduced himself.

"Pherae, you say?" Hiro asked him. "Tell me...have the 2 tacticians arrived there safely?"

"I'm sorry, but I have been away from the castle for the last few days. I heard of their coming, but I don't know if they have made it there or not," the young lord replied.

Hiro looked disappointed. "...I see," he said.

"So that's your story. Marquess Caelin's granddaughter, huh. That's an interesting story," commented Eliwood.

"I know it's hard to believe, but..." Lyn said.

"I believe you. At first, all I saw was a daughter of the plains folk. But I can see that you have your grandfather's eyes," commented Eliwood. "Lord Hausen is my father's good friend. I also know that the proud people of Sacae tell no lies. It's true, isn't it?" he asked Lyn.

"Yes, that's correct," replied the other lord. "Thank you. I wouldn't have expected a Lycian noble to be so courteous to a Sacaean nomad...are you hitting on me?"

'Damn, she's on to me,' thought Eliwood. "Why...that's absurd! That's ... um... very um... un-noble like and stuff...to woo women right away like this. Anyways, may I be of any assistance?"

Lyn shook her head. "Thank you for your kind offer. This is my problem, though, and I'll deal with it," she replied.

"I see. I'll be in the area for a few days longer. If you need anything, please let me know. Lyndis, I'm on your side," offered Eliwood.

"Thank you," Lyn thanked him, and left.

"Ninian! Are you all right!" Nils asked his sister as she just came to.

"...Nils? Is it really you? Oh, you're safe!" exclaimed Ninian, obviously relieved that her brother is safe.

"I'm okay. These people helped me!" Nils explained. Ninian got up.

"...Thank you everyone, I'm sorry to have a burden to you," Ninian apologized.

"There's no need for thank yous. I'm just glad you're all right. My name is Lyn," Lyn introduced herself, and told Ninian what happened.

"I see. Thank you. You see, me and my brother are traveling performers," Ninian explained.

"Both of you? We know that Nils is a bard, so what do you do, Ninian?" Sain asked. "I...I...dance..." said a very scared Ninian, noticing a voluptuous look in Sain's eyes.

"How much for...OW!" yelled Sain, as Kent and Odin smacked him upside the head.

"ANYWAYS! Your clothes don't look like those of a dancer's," Lyn noticed.

"...Ninian also dances to honor life. The dance that uses these robes are...sacred," Nils explained.

"But she also does THOSE dances, ri...OW!" Sain asked again, only to get smacked again by Kent and Odin.

"A sacred dance? What does that mean?" asked a confused Lyn.

"I... The dance I perform when we travel is just a normal dance. My other dance, though... When they caught me, I twisted my ankle. I cannot dance to aid you... I'm sorry. It's just like Nils' magic song when played from his flute; it can revitalize a person's stamina," she explained.

"I'm really worried about your leg. You can't travel on it," Lyn noted.

"Can we travel with you then?" Nils suggested.

"What? No! I can't allow that! It's far too dangerous! Like you, we are also being hunted!" Lyn explained.

"We wouldn't be a hindrance! We could even help you, with our special abilities! Right Ninian?" Nils asked his sister, with Lyn looking a bit confused.

"We have a...special talent... to sense danger before it comes," Ninian explained.

"That's amazing!" Lyn explained.

"However, we can sense it, but...we can't do anything to stop the danger. You're warriors, though, so you shouldn't have anything to worry about," Nils said.

"Kent? Odin? What do you think?" Lyn asked them.

"I think leaving them here would cause Lady Lyndis more worry than having them travel with us," commented Odin.

"I agree," Kent nodded his head in agreement.

"Sain?...Wait, nevermind..." Lyn said. Sain dashed up to Ninian.

"Since you'll be traveling with us, will you dance your ...OW!" Sain was smacked hard by Odin, Kent, and Lyn this time. "Are you sure about this?" Lyn asked the pair worriedly.

"...Of course milady. We'll just have to ignore the hormone crazed cavalier away from my sister..." commented Nils.

"Oh..." Ninian said, looking disappointed.

"What is it, Ninian?" Nils asked her.

"I lost the ring," she said. "THE ring? Ninis' Grace?" Nils asked her.

"Yes, that one," she replied.

"Why... they must have stolen it from her those curs!" Nils cursed.

"It was a...keepsake from our departed mother," Ninian explained.

"It was blessed by the spirit of Ninis... There's no other like it in the world. And now we have lost it to those villains. There's nothing we can do," Nils said, also looking disappointed.

"You want to help them, right, Lyndis?" Hiro asked the lord.

"Yes, but...how? We just don't have that much time?"

"Hey, don't worry about it. If we leave now, we might catch up to them," Hiro suggested. "OKAY TROOPS! WE'RE MOVING OUT!"

"Thank you, milady, for helping us," Ninian thanked Lyn. "It's all right. Thank us after we get your ring back," Lyn said.

Meanwhile, somewhere VERY far away...

"But, Father! They could be in danger out there! We need to find them now!" a young black dragon begged his father, a large silver dragon.

"I'm sorry, Kuro, but it is forbidden. You know the rules," he replied.

"...Please father, I beg of you to let me go out there and look for her..." pleaded Kuro.

"I'm sorry Kuro," the silver dragon answered.

'If he won't let me go, I'll go myself,' thought Kuro. 'I don't need his permission. I'll just leave like those 2 siblings did. Ninian, I hope you're all right...I don't know what to do without you...'

"So, you're leaving?" a navy blue scaled female dragon asked Kuro as he neared the gate.

"You're going to try to convince me to not do it, Serene?" Kuro asked her.

"No, your father asked me to accompany you instead. Lord Xiphias knows how hotheaded you can be, Kuro," she replied.

"...Thank you, Serene," Kuro thanked her, as he took a small golden necklace, with an amethyst in the middle, as well as a sword. "Let's go."

The two exited the dimensional gate as humans. However, they were naked, because they used a different, older gate than the one Ninian and Nils used. Those were only usable by ice dragons. Serene is an ice dragon, but if she took those gates, she would be separated from Kuro, and she wouldn't allow that. "...okay... Kuro, stop staring at me. What would Ninian do if she saw?" Kuro looked away at his friend's question. "Well, I think Ninian will be VERY happy to know that her secret admirer has a long..." Serene said, but was interrupted by Kuro.

"OKAY, OKAY! I'm not going to look! Now, to find some clothes..." Kuro said. "You don't look too, okay?"

End Lyn's tale chapter 7

Next: chapter 7 Gaiden!

Kuro, btw, is partly based on me. First thing, is his name, which is based off my nick. Second...well, his personality is a bit like mine. Serene is also based off those anime girl best friends of a random guy, usually in a bouncy cleavage anime. Kuro is a bit of a hothead, like me. I usually don't think before I act. Serene is also a bit cynical, and is a little bit of a tomboy.

Sacred Swords:

Muramasa: sword of Fire, gem: Ruby, Hiro's

Diabolique: sword of Ice, gem: Sapphire, Karla's

Ragnarok: sword of Wind, gem: Emerald, Kyo's

Zantetsuken: sword of Lightning, gem: Obsidian (okay, it's not really a gem), Odin's

Harusame: sword of Anima, gem: Amethyst, Kuro's

Kikuichimonji: sword of Dark, gem: Diamond, owner unknown

Orihalcum: sword of Light, gem: Orihalcon, owner unknown