BloodyCrystal: Hey. This is gonna be my last chapter until December, so I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Fire Emblem (7).

Ch. 11: Revival, part the first
Renj leaned into the cushioned chair that had been placed between the only two cells currently in use. "I suppose you two are wondering why you're not being tortured to death, but merely being tortured for amusement?" he queried. He met with no response save two fierce glares. Renj sighed in mock disappointment. Then, his eyes flashed, and he snapped out, "Too bad, because I'm telling you anyways."

Renj cleared his throat and collected himself. "A long time ago, after the Scouring, their was another 'Great Evil' that walked this world: the Dream Master. He gave each of his priests-and priestesses-one of his powers, even though he still had all of them. If the Dream Master gave his power to someone, they came to serve him completely-even if they had been avowedly against him before this gift. He was like a god in his majesty." Renj's voice showed his own awe for this 'Dream Master.'

"The Dream Master's goal was to conquer Elibe, and he very nearly succeeded. However, when all of his gifts were given and he had conquered all but Bern, Sacae, and parts of both Lycia and Ilia, seven warriors arose-one from each land-to put him down. Ilane, a Falcoknight of Ilia; Seren, a Bishop of Etruria; Nirse, a Druid of Nabata; Kert, a Berserker of Davros Island; Lira, a Nomadic Trooper of the Lorca Tribe in Sacae; Trent, a Great Lord and Marquess of Ostia in Lycia; and Rin, a Wyvern Lord from Bern.

"Together, these seven fought and sealed the Dream Master. But he vowed to return when mortals again came under fire. And this time, it would take more than seven to stand against him. And now, I have found him, and he has given me his greatest power: the ability to give people dreams of my making."

"YOU!" Lani roared, rattling her chains in a-failed-attempt to lunge at-and hopefully kill-Renj.

The man smirked at the young Tactician. "Careful; you don't want to reopen any wounds, young miss."

"You still haven't told us what you expect our part to be," Heath shot back.

"True, true. So, I shall tell you, curious ones. In order to come back, the Dream Master requires a Priest and a Priestess, not to mention a strong sacrifice-male or female, it doesn't matter. So, little Lani, you shall gain the Dream Master's second power, and you, old friend, shall become the body his spirit dwells in. Such delicious revenge," Renj said, smirking at both of them. "I shall leave you to wallow in misery; after all, can't have the ceremony until the pests are cleaned up. Ta."

Renj walked off jauntily, while a guard came in to carry his chair back. Meanwhile, Heath's mind was ticking with an idea.

The unsuspecting idiot-aka, the guard who brought food-came a little to close to Heath during his delivery service. Heath smirked slightly and wrapped his chains around the man's neck, choking him to death. Then, he swiped the keys and freed himself. Dashing across the hall, Heath freed Lani, and caught the unconscious girl when she slumped into his arms.

Heath then made a beeline out. However, he stopped when he saw a supply cabinet. Shrugging he entered, looking for a first-aid kit. He strapped one to his belt, and then continued out with Lani riding piggyback-style.

Heath exited out onto the grounds, and looked around spotting a forest. And, towards the other side of it, was a very distinct tree. Got a landmark, got Lani, got supplies...Time to go.

Heath dashed into the forest, Lani held on his back, the med supplies strapped to his belt. Just a bit further, he thought. Soon enough, although it seemed like forever to the Wyvern Lord, he came upon the tree that he had glimpsed from outside the forest and deemed good for his purposes. Carefully he sat down, pressing his back against the tree bark. He took out the stolen medi-care supplies, and checked Lani's pulse.

Her head fell limply back into his hand and his stomach twisted. Lani never let any weakness show, and that she had to and was doing so now, unconscious and bruised, littered in cuts, and wincing in her slumber from every movement… it hurt him just to see her.

"Lani?"

That soft moan again and her eyelids fluttered. But she didn't open them.

"Damnit, why did I wait so long!"

He pulled out the cloth from his pocket and dipped it into the cool water beside him before gently placing it on the tactician's forehead and smoothing her hair away. A shudder ran through her and he nearly removed his hand from her neck in shock before a hiss of pain rushed from her teeth and kept his hand there.

"Hea-th?"

Clamminess roared up his skin as her left hand swept upwards to grab for his own; she hadn't opened her eyes.

Her head went to the side and as her face scrunched together in pain at the movement, the rag began to slip. He caught both her hand and it just before they hit the ground.

Lani hissed again and her body writhed, her eyes springing open in a dazzle of red.

"It is you. I knew it," she told him, eyes still slightly fever-glazed.

"Hush, Lani, lie still; I have to get you into better shape than you are right now," the Wyvern Lord told her, relief at her well-being seeping into his voice.

"Aww, isn't that sweet enough to make you puke?" a mocking tone asked. The two looked up to see Renj and some guards. "Surprise, old friend, but we've found you. Clever, what you did, but it didn't do you much good in the end. Come; the Revival-and your captive friends-await!"

BloodyCrystal: And that would be the end of part the first. Part the second to come in December. When in December? I have no idea. Oh, and as to how Heath knew that there were no guards-Renj had all but told them that he had to go deal with Eliwood and Co. Therefore, a lot of guards would be put into this venture. Until then.