A/N: Hello everyone! Thanks for checking out the first part. Here is the second installment. I hope it keeps you interested!

Disclaimer: Nintendo owns Fire Emblem.


For the first week of the voyage, Alita kept to herself. She ignored everyone, avoiding the beorc in particular. Even if she was ignoring everyone, she was always listening. She learned who everyone was and that they were heading to the country Begnion to gather support. They talked about bird laguz occupying islands that the ship will pass, that the hawks seek out Begnion merchant ships to loot and that the ravens raid indiscriminately. Alita stored that information away, believing that she might get answers from the birds if she joined them.

The next week, Alita still approached no one. Instead, Mordecai and Lethe, the girl with the cat features, came to Alita. They found her at the bow of the ship, staring out over the vast expanse of water the ship is currently cutting through. She turns to face them, waiting for them to speak first. She assumes that they sensed her laguz heritage and that is what brought them over. They stare at her for a moment before Mordecai steps forward, "I am Mordecai. This is Lethe" he begins by introducing. Alita looks between them, nodding in acknowledgement.

"Well?" Lethe demands, getting impatient with the silence. "Lethe...come now..." Mordecai attempts to soothe. Alita watches, then sighs to herself. Laguz take care of their own, so these two should be trustworthy. "Alita" she answers, gaining the attention of the two. "Alita? But that's a girls name" Lethe points out. Alita raises an eyebrow, "So?" "So aren't you a guy?"

To answer, Alita pulls her mask down to show them her face with its softer features. Mordecai nods as if he already knew earning a scathing look from Lethe. Alita pulls her mask back up to keep the beorc from finding out. "Don't tell anyone. It's easier to accomplish things as a guy." Lethe nods in agreement, "Alright, we will keep your identity cloaked." After they had come to an agreement, Mordecai and Lethe took a seat with Alita and began to talk. They conversed about anything and everything they deemed worthy of their time. Alita finally relaxed a little since joining the odd company, and possibly even made friends.

Another week passes with the ship circling around the southwest shores of the continent. There are a couple of islands off the coast of Goldoa that the captain has decided to sail through instead of around. By hugging the coast of the country and threading that waterway between the landmasses, it will cut off several days from the journey. There is a minor skirmish with some ravens when the ship gets caught on some reefs, and Alita takes the opportunity to study them. They weren't that strong because they were defeated, but their presence let Alita know there would be others. She was proven right when they came upon two ships, one from Begnion being besieged by the others. Alita listens in as a group of winged knights seek help from Ike, humming in thought as she begins surveying the battle area.

The ship Ike has agreed to help is off the port beam, a plank connecting it to the ship Alita is currently on. She can see there are at least five soldiers grouped in the middle of the deck, all appear to be beorc and must be the people the winged knights needed help protecting. Alita dismisses them for the time being and looks beyond. The second ship is boxing the first in and it has three planks connecting the two together. On it there are a multitude of soldiers with varying weaponry, but it's the figures flying nearby that capture Alita's interest. Finding her goal she begins sneaking her way through the chaos of the fight, making her way onto the enemy ship.

She manages to make it past the weaker soldiers, they being more preoccupied with other matters, only to be grabbed by the sniper that was waiting nearby. Growling in response, Alita turns into the man bashing her forehead into his nose. He yells at the pain, instantly letting her go to grab at his face and backs away. Alita takes this time to run to the rail, shouting at the birds hovering she had spotted earlier. "Hey! Birds! I need your help!"

They both look over, the younger of the two answering. "Why should we help you? You're nothing to us!" Alita scowls at the bird, thinking fast. "In return for information, I'll serve you!" She just barely gets the words out of her mouth before she is grabbed again and yanked from the rail. Grunting in surprise as she's pulled back, Alita realizes it's the sniper again. He manages to get a good hit in to her ribs before shes dancing away, pulling out a knife and slashing him across his arm. he sneers, backing away enough to get proper range with his bow. Alita dodges the first arrow, hearing the whistle of its passing as it flies by her head. As he readies another arrow, his soldiers begin swarming to support him. Making a hasty retreat, Alita tucks the knife away again as she vaults over the railing into the waters below.

Alita surfaces several feet away from the ship, swimming against the current to make it to the patch of land near the birds. Pulling herself up, she comes face to face with the younger bird she was negotiating with. "You say you will serve me?" He asks, lips stretching into a smirk. "Only if I get the information I need" Alita jabs back. He watches her for a moment then chuckles. "Agreed. King Kilvas" he introduces. Alita raises an eyebrow at him. "Kilvas is a rather strange name"

"I wouldn't expect you to understand boy" he snorts and shakes his head in mock pity. "Such a stupid beorc." Rage rises in Alita, blinding her before she can stop herself. She has pounced on the king, knocking him to his back and has a knife to his throat. "Who are you calling a beorc! I am not one of those filthy murderers and don't you dare associate me with them like that!"

"Oh ho~" the king smirks at Alita's outburst, turning the tables and pins her beneath him. "I like your fire boy, but you would do well not to threaten your new king and benefactor" he whispers dangerously before letting her go, brushing his clothes off. "Judging from your outburst, I can only assume that you are a laguz, but what kind I wonder?" he looks at her, waiting for an answer. Alita, properly mollified, regains her composure once she has taken the time to brush herself off. "I'd rather not speak of myself where others can here. You never know what they might derive from what is being said." The king looks at her with arms crossed. "No one is here but ourselves."

Alita frowns and tilts her head, sure she wasn't imagining things. She waits a moment, listening and sensing as far as she can. "There are three birds that way" Alita finally states, pointing in the direction the ships had come from. The king stares off in that direction, eyebrows drawn together as he thinks. "I believe it is time to leave. But first," his attention is redirected towards Alita, "I want you to go and fetch me their merchandise. Their familiarity with you will give you a greater chance of succeeding."

Rather than try to argue with him, Alita dives back into the water and swims to the ship. Since her first dive, she is sure that the soldiers have all but forgotten about her, or are too dead to remember anyway. In order to climb back aboard, Alita has to swim towards the stern of the boat where the small dinghy hangs. Luck finds her in the way of a dangling rope, one that must have come uncoiled in the clash. Standing on a piece of the rudder, Alita jumps for the rope. Her grip tightens around it, stopping her downward slide of a few feet. She pulls herself up by just her arm strength until there is enough rope below her to wrap her feet in. Now she is able to worm her way up and over into the dinghy.

Pausing to catch her breath, Alita scans back over the deck of the enemy ship. She spots three chests, all still closed. Quickly she departs the dinghy, running across the deck to the chests. She opens all three of them, taking their items, before turning her attention to the middle ship. The fighting is still waging, but that will just offer cover for Alita. She crosses the plank closest to the bow and opens the two chests up forward first. Next, keeping her shoulder to the rail, she heads aft for the final two chests. The first she opens easily enough, stowing the item away in her pack, then seeks the final chest.

"Hey! What are you doing!" A large man in blue armor yells. Alita identifies him as a knight and prepares herself as he points his lance at her. A raven intervenes before he can do anything, giving Alita time to make it to the last chest. As soon as she opens it, pain blossoms in her shoulder. Alita looks up to see a boy with light green hair and girl on horseback, both holding bows. Snarling, Alita pulls the shaft out while collecting the item from the chest. Knife at the ready, she runs for the girl since she sort of knew the boy.

Alita is blocked by the blue knight who thrusts his lance at her. She side steps just in time then drops to her knees to slide between the knights legs. Before he can recover, she has slashed the backs of his legs, dropping him to his knees with a roar of pain. Once he's down, Alita jumping at the girl on horseback, knocking her bow aside in the process of cutting her across her stomach. The girl's yell of pain and Alita's light brush against its neck has the horse rearing with a whinny.

The horse draws the attention of the boys brother, who witnesses Alita's cut across his back when she lands from her jump over the horse. The brother is already charging and has his axe raised. Alita meets him, slashing upwards across his wrist. He howls in pain, axe slipping from a useless grip and holds the bleeding appendage with his functioning hand. In her haste to cut him, Alita fails to move as the axe comes down. It scrapes along her calf before thudding to the deck, eliciting a cry from Alita.

Panting lightly at the burning pain in her leg, Alita takes stock of the situation quickly. Most of the enemies have been dispatched and everyone was regrouping in the middle ship. Before long their focus was going to turn to her, and she had no intention of staying. Quickly, Alita wound her way back to the railing of the ship, pushing herself over the side. She begins swimming to the outcropping of land from before, hampered by a full pack, a damaged leg and injured shoulder. The salt of the water stings her open wounds, but she figures it will help the cleaning process. Even if there is that benefit, the wounds are constantly leaking blood, and Alita has no idea what sorts of creatures it might attract.

Her worries of the deep are soon forgotten when she begins to feel tingly all over. She realizes that it's electricity, and scowls at the magic users. She keeps swimming, figuring they are using the water to get the magic to travel farther, however her mothers ring protects against some magic so the effects have been dampened. She only gets a few more feet before she feels what water and electricity can do. Elthunder... Alita grits her teeth at the shock, dragging herself up the rock to slump down in front of the king. "Looks like you're a decent thief after all." Alita groans in response, blacking out right at his feet.