Read and review, and please tell me where I can improve because this is literally the first story ever that I wrote on a whim. Please Reader-senpai notice me.
Artyom-Dreizehn: I'm glad! I also like Sl fics for the same reason, because they make a story I already love with the biggest "What if" (which is the basis of any fanfic) to the table. I always found weird that Chrom, Robin, Frederick (to an extent) and most importantly Lissa would just be "ok lol" to go for a political mission after spending the night fighting and marching forcedly to Ylisstol to make sure everything was okay. Stay awesome and goodbye! :D
.77770: I'm glad that you like my fic! Even though it may not look like I like writing angst and dark a lot, with jokes in between. I'm sure you'll find this fic (later on though, for now I'm keeping it light) to your enjoyment. :D
d8rkforcen1gh7: Kris… Hmm… to be honest, I know literally NOTHING about the character, aside from the fact that they're considered one of the worst inserts in the story of fire emblem and literally nobody liked him. I'll study it up a bit, and if I like it I'll consider adding him... he/she may fit in a later arc. No clue right now.
Kidemonas: Hello again! Thanks for the compliment, I hoped that the battle scene was decent since I don't know what is considered good by fanfiction standards. As for chapter 9, I can agree that it's a bitch but if you managed to get Panne to dragon rider and level up Ricken or Miriel (altho she trash) a bit they're pretty good against the wyvern rider reinforcements and the rest should be pretty easy, assuming that Tharja doesn't go suicide onto Libra. MU is overpowered af tho he's a god. I'm using the level up simulator made in Excel that I found on reddit, the thread is "Guys I made a fire emblem level up simulator?" that given growths and base stats will do the math for you, although it also counts level 1 which is bad. I managed to stick a level 1 levelup in my fic since the promotion to soldier tho.
As a side note, I forgot to mention in the Stats that both Marth and Roy have no money, while Nick has 2140G since the travel cost him 150G per boat, plus 60G for another shirt. Also Marth S support with Shiida/Caeda. I'll only be posting supports with characters that actually appeared in this fic and that would somehow influence combat, like Roy's completely locking up at the idea of facing Lilina.
Chapter 7: Early
The boat rocked gently as we (again, I, since the only other person on the boat was an Anna who was controlling said boat using magic and wasn't interested in conversation) made our way to the island Donnel lived in (according to the map, I never knew he lived on an island to be honest). It was kinda chilly since the only clothing I had on was a shirt (fuck you Lyn) and the hoodie was back at the barracks, but I would manage. I decided to follow Marth's suggestion and simply give the both of them some time to rest in their card form, so I was left with some time to myself to think about what lies in my future and my plans. I've finally got a confirmation that this is indeed the second timeline and I didn't just appear here. I have already appeared once and it went… well, aside from Grima's resurrection, at least according to Marth. And yet the Anna said that I saw my friends and family (still trying to wrap my head around that) die before me. Did she say so just to mess with me? It honestly feels a bit… Sadistic? Heavy? A dick move? I honestly can't say. But now that I think of it…
This whole thought process- does it even matter?
Aside from the confirmation that we are indeed in the second timeline, nothing of the rest is really important right now. We won't meet any of the future children in a while, at least not before the timeskip I think, and I'm certainly gonna do my best to ensure this world's (and my) wellbeing. About that…
How exactly am I going to do that? It's not like I can Mary-Sue-No-Jutsu my way to greatness. I'm just gonna be another soldier in this army. Sure, I've been picking things up extremely fast (abnormally so) but I can barely bring myself to end a person's life. It just doesn't feel right. And even then, the fight with Einherjars was supposed to be an easy fight, numerical disadvantage aside. And yet I lost everyone else and barely survived. If not for Old Hubba's help I would've been killed by Lyn.
I simply need to become better, stronger, faster and… Magic-er and I need it now. Or not really now, but by the time the Walhart arc kicks in I need to be strong enough at least to face an army of Now-Me-s. But how? Right now I think I don't even meet the requirements to promote, and to be honest I have no idea if it would even work like according to the games. So what? Stat boosters? I've no idea how to find those besides getting stupidly rich, and again they're an unknown. Skills? I have seen Chrom perform Luna-
A week ago
I went to the training grounds where I had to meet with Sully in the morning at 7:00. I actually got up at 6 and just couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to get there a bit earlier, to do some stretches and such. When I got there I found Chrom and Frederick sparring, so I simply sat down on one of the benches around the field and watched. Apparently Frederick was explaining the theory behind the Luna part of Aether, a skill that, apparently "Every Falchion wielding individual in the royal family must learn." After he was done explaining stuff that mostly got over my head since I had no clue about swordplay, they got into positions, Chrom with only Falchion and Frederick simply holding up a shield, not even on his horse. I didn't feel a surge of power coming from him like I expected (Miriel had taught me how to see the magical prowess of the enemy, and how it is affected when casting) but rather, his power suddenly becoming a lot sharper and more focused. He suddenly dashed forward with a move that reminded me of Ike's side B and suddenly, he cut through Frederick's shield like it was butter. I was left slack jawed but sadly, that was when Sully had to come and ruin my fun, saying that if I could be up early I could do extra training. Fucking sadist, she is.
Right now
-so I know that at least those exist, but I have no idea how to get my hands on them and AGAIN, I meet no requirements. I think. I'm fairly sure that soldiers have no skills so I don't think I got them. Although it would be nice.
Sadly, since life just doesn't wish to give me a break, Anna shouted "Nick! There's a girl overboard!" What?
I looked towards the sea from the railing and saw that there was, indeed, someone overboard. They were on a small rowboat, passed out and being basically cooked alive by the sun, a little over 50 meters away from us. Ow.
"Let's bring her in!" I shouted in response, and Anna wasted no time in bringing our small ship (which was still an impressive 12 feet tall) next to the other. Our unexpected guest seemed to have a lot of empty bottles of rum and little else, other than a satchel and an healing staff. Which was an impressive display of stupidity considering we were open at sea and the closest land (the one where she WASN'T going towards) was still a day's worth of travel, assuming you had a sail and were a wind user. What was she thinking?
The day, however, clearly wasn't done messing with us, cause as soon as I managed to bring the passed out lady in with her stuff (I decided that the empty rum bottles weren't worth the trouble) Anna shouted again.
"Pirates!" Oh for the love of-
"How many!" I shouted. Maybe there was a chance we could take them on, we were four, five if our passed out friend woke up and could bring some heals to the table. Of course a tier two unit would pretty much destroy both me and Roy in combat, ESPECIALLY me since I currently had no armor, and give a really bad time to Marth. I had no idea about Anna's skill level, but it clearly doesn't reach Godhood as the Anna at the portal but maybe-
"Too many!" Fuck. Alright then. Combat isn't an option. That means we could try to barter our way through, although I'm reluctant, hope that these are not the bad kind of pirates (there WERE good pirates here, right? Right?!) or we could be sold as slaves. None of the alternatives sound hot. Either way, I drew out both Roy's and Marth's cards, who, picking up on my thoughts, immediately shifted into a battle stance beside me. We definitely weren't gonna win, but perhaps we could scare them away with the whole, you know, having literal ghosts.
The both of them turned around, giving me annoyed looks at the fact I called them ghosts. Well, that's what you are and you know it!
Roy rolled his eyes before turning around, however when he saw the enemy ship he simply lowered his guard and smiled, saying "Don't worry, we shouldn't have any problems with this one." I kept staring at the ship, not noticing anything that said "No problem here." It was clearly about to board us, they were pirates, so how…?
Both me and Marth kept our guards up, my hand never leaving the Killer Lance even though I would probably be made into mincemeat by one good hit. Anna was also tense, one hand on her Steel Bow and the other going for her quiver. However, Roy seemed so damn sure that he even sheathed his sword.
At last, we were boarded by the other ship. It was MASSIVE. 6-7 times our ship, and clearly full of people.
"Alright, lads, let's make this fast. We dun' want trouble, we be jus' lookin' fer a wee lass wit' short pink hair, a white dress 'n a staff. Fuckin' thief, she be." A huge man, with an even huger axe resting on his shoulder stepped into our ship. He had the same blue glow around him as all the other Einherjar, which left me confused as to how he was by himself instead of following a master. I looked behind me, where the girl we just dragged in was still passed out. She DID match the description. She was a petite woman, with short pink hair currently mopping the ground. She was still clutching her staff while mumbling nonsensically. She wore what basically amounted to a glorified white nightgown, with a huge skirt covering her to the ankles and long and big sleeves that covered her arms.
Roy snapped me out of my analysis dashing towards the man with a huge grin on his face. "Uncle Fargus! Long time no see!" he called.
Fargus caught him into a noogie and begun laughing "Roy! Ye son o' a dragon, finally got yerself a crew 'n began sailin'? I knew that th' castle life wasn't fer you!" while Roy laughed and tried to break free. Of course, that wasn't happening anytime soon since if this Fargus was anything like his EHM self, he'd give even Walhart a run for his money.
"Wait… you two know each other?" I asked. I was quite surprised since I don't think anyone ever mentioned Fargus in fire emblem 6. Thankfully Fargus decided to answer my question, even though he never released my friend in the meantime.
"Aye lad. This brat jus' wouldna stop botherin' me everytime we stopped by Badon t' get some grub 'n spirits." Spirits? Does he mean- Oh. Nevermind then. Although I'm surprised about Roy knowing Fargus. Guess Eliwood DID remember about him after his whole adventure thingy.
"Anyways… is this the girl?" I stepped behind said girl who was still passed out, somehow. I'm sure she wasn't dead because she was breathing, but we would have to take her to a medic if she doesn't-
"She's been faking being passed out for ten minutes." Anna said. Oh.
"No I haven't." The girl on the ground mumbled. Fargus stepped towards here and lifted her by the arm with just a hand. "Oi! Lass! Ye owe me money for all that rum ya drank!" The girl just looked dazedly in front of herself, red in the face from clearly being drunk before remembering that, yes, he was indeed talking to her and screeching loud enough to make Fargus (and the rest of us) cover his ears before running behind me shouting "Belle! Save me!" and burying herself in my back. I noticed that everyone was staring at me and tried to shake off the girl, but she had an iron grip.
"Who is Belle?" I asked Fargus, hoping for some sort of explaination. Unfortunately, she got up and walked in front of me before saying, matter-of-factly "It's you, silly! See! You have all the characteristics of a Belle: Bright green hair-"She grabbed a fistful of my hair that made me let out a tiny "Ow" "Brown eyes" and here she nearly poked my eyes out "soft cheeks" She grabbed my cheeks and began pulling on them "and no chest!" Before she poked me in the chest. "Wait… you have LITERALLY no chest. WAIT A SECOND! Did Tharja shrink you again! I swear that woman… Well that's not the point!" She returned to hiding behind my back. "Save me! He's a meanie!" At this point I didn't even know what she was going on about.
"Someone please save me I don't know her please" I muttered. Roy and Anna were currently holding onto each other to avoid falling from laughter, while Marth was politely chuckling behind his hand at my expenses, while Fargus was staring at me, waiting for some sort of answer.
"Just how much did she drink?" I asked, desperately. It had somehow fallen onto me to make up for whatever disaster this girl caused.
"She managed to drink under the table two of my best sailors before running off stealing a boat." Oh god. I turned disbelievingly towards her, to which she just shrugged and got back to faking being passed out.
"And how much did that all cost?" I muttered. Fargus raised an eyebrow and said "Didn't ya say that ye didn't know her, lad?" "I did. But someone has to pay now, don't they?" I asked, resigned.
Fargus stared at me for one second before barking out in laughter "Bwah hah hah! I like ya, lad! You've got heart to spare, even if ya look like a breeze could knock ya over. And since yer Roy's buddy too, let's make two-thousand coins and we're even."
B-but… "But that's all my money…" I said, barely above a whisper. Roy simply pats my shoulder before I hand out nearly all the money that I made from selling that book. I'm sure there's tears in my eyes.
"Welp, glad we got that settled! Full sail boys! Gwah hah hah!" And Fargus jumps on his ship, leaving whoever this is on ours.
"But wait! What do we do with her! I shouted, rushing to the railing to try and make them stop. "Now she's your problem lad! Ya paid for her! Gwah hah hah!" I stared at the retreating ship, dumbfounded. "But, but…!" I had no words. So I basically got all my money taken to save a drunkard who can't tell I'm a man and now I gotta babysit her too? I turned towards her to begin ranting at her, only to find out that she had somehow went to sleep onto the deck.
"Roy, please take care of her while she's sleeping. I gotta go shout my lungs off." I said. This has been a terrible day.
So… yeah. That happened. A new unit, I send my character's money down the drain, we see Fargus so it's actually a good day for everyone and overall, I'm happy with this chapter. Let me know if y'all would enjoy longer chapters or the 2.5-3k chapters are ok. Here are ?'s stats, just so you know.
?
Lv. 10 Exp 00
Class: Cleric
Hp: 26/26 70%
Str: 6 40%
Mag: 10 50%
Skl: 10 50%
Spd: 11 45%
Lck: 16 80%
Def: 7 30%
Res: 14 50%
Skills:
-Miracle
-Touchheal
Inventory:
-Mend
2500G (But don't tell that to Nick!)
Welp. I got nothing more to say. Take care fellas, Ninni51, out! *drops mic*
