The Seven Mythical Weapons
Chapter 5: To War!
Firedude: Alright here's the lay out. I can't do this Monday or Tuesday, sometimes Wednesday. I will work the other days. Alright here we go! But first…
Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem or its characters. I own Alderrofe, Shadow, Marco, and Tarmag.
Tyrana, Kota, and Mystic belong to friends.
Firedude: On with the show!
Mark had woken up to the sound of a screaming Tyrana. He looked over and saw Shadow and Kota holding her down while she was screaming. It looked as though she were having a nightmare. He ran over and looked at her panicking form. "Hold her down guys!" Mark then reached over and clutched Tyrana's head with both hands. His hands had glown purple then shouted "Dream break!" Mark's consciousness fused with hers, and he saw her dream. He saw images flash through his head. First was a whole Sacaen tribe burning with a huge flame. All but one family who stood powerlessly while watching the destruction. There were two men, a woman, and three children.
The next image was a man breaking into a house. A man and a woman inside the house grab swords and tried to fight off the intruder. The intruder quickly grabbed his axe and struck both the adults down. Two children cowered in the corner, while one stood in front of the other two protectively. The intruder approached them with the axe prepared for battle. The protective child yelled out of desperation "Excalibur!" A burst of green shot from the child's hands and blew up the intruder's right arm. He screamed and ran from the house.
The last image was two boys and a girl running through a mountain trail, and they came to a fork in the road. One of the boys looked back at the bandits chasing them. Tyrana go to the left with Vren and I'll go right. We'll meet at the other side promise! You better be there big brother! She ran down the trail with the other boy as the brother ran down the other. They ran into a mage on the path. Vren pulled out two hand held scythes and charged the druid. The druid evaded the blades quickly, and then simply put his index and middle fingers against his head and said "Silva." It turned Vren to a solid silver statue. The druid then pushed the statue off the edge of the trail. It fell to the bottom of the valley, and then silence. Tyrana wanted to cry at the sight of her friend's death, but yelled in anger and slashed at the druid. She missed but kept running past him down the trail. Vren I know you're not dead and I will find you!
Tyrana then stopped screaming, and Mark collapsed to the ground. Shadow and Kota went to his side. He opened his eyes and looked at them. "Can I get some help up please?" They offered him a hand up and he accepted it. Tyrana was now sleeping peacefully. Kota looked at Mark in the eyes. "Was that another power of the Zantetzugen?" Mark shook his head. "No but I would like to keep how I got that ." Mark grabbed his throbbing head. "Does it hurt a lot?"
"Well I have a hang over, and now I have the feeling of two more. Usually dreams don't take that much mental energy out of me. She was suffering from truly horrible memories. Now if you don't mind I'm going to go get some water. While I'm gone have her get up and ready, but don't tell her what happened." Mark walked outside the tent to be confronted by Marco and about twenty spear wielders. "What was all that screaming about?"
"Oh um that…uh… Shadow's cooking! Tyrana had some last night and man after you taste undead cooking you never want it again!" All the nomads agreed, and walked away. Mark sighed and was hit in back of the head with a pot. "I heard that! My cooking isn't that bad!" Mark laughed to himself and walked over to the near-by well. He bent over and started filling a couple buckets full of water. He heard foot steps approaching him from behind. Mark picked up the buckets and turned around to be face to face with Marco. "Rath wishes to see you when you get the chance sir."
"Tell Rath I'll be over in a little bit." Marco nodded and walked away. Mark returned to the tent with water to find Tyrana fully dressed and ready to spar. "Good I see you're ready, but first I want you to warm up by running around the encampment ten times."
"What! You call that a warm up?"
"Do I question you? No I don't now get running."
"But why should I do this?"
"Why not?" An annoyed Tyrana stomped away towards the edge of the camp. "I want you two to accompany me to Rath's quarters from there I'll give you further instructions." They both nodded and followed Mark outside. They went to Rath's tent and found him sitting on the throne again. "I guess you got Marco's message?"
"Yes, what is it that you need?"
"There is a representative from the Teruig tribe coming to meet with me; I would like you and Marco to meet there with me."
"Alright Rath when is it."
"When the sun is in the middle of the sky they will be here."
"Alright I'll be at the gate then."
Mark and Rath both got up and bowed to each other. Mark went over to Shadow and Kota. "Alright Shadow I want you to go inside Marco's shadow and follow him around. Kota I want you to go to the Kutolan tribe's armory, and then adjust it as you see fit. Get it done quickly because I want you to bring me the best spear there." They both nodded in agreement and ran off. Mark saw Tyrana run by. "Tyrana wait!" she stopped out of breath and turned to Mark. "What is it Dr. torture?"
"We're going to have to increase your training pace."
"What does that mean?"
"Just follow me." They walked back to the tent and Mark took out Zantetzugen. "Here, you are to use this from now on."
"Are you serious?"
"We don't have enough time to train you in sword skills. Therefore, you're to use this until further notice."
"But when the enemy comes what are you going to use?"
"That's not important right now. I have something to do, so while I'm gone continue running."
Shadow was practically asleep watching Marco from inside his Shadow. This is retarded, why did Mark have me do this anyway? Just then Shadow noticed that they were leaving the encampment. Mark and Rath appeared near Marco. They walked out about a hundred yards from the encampment. Kota ran up quick and gave Mark a Rex Hasta. Mark leaned over and whispered something to Kota, who ran back to the encampment. Over the hill appeared two forms both on horse back. They both approached them quickly. One was a man with spiky blonde with a plainsman's outfit. He also had a cocky grin on his face that Mark didn't like at all. The figure next to him shocked Mark and Rath. It was Lyn! She looked pretty much the same as always except a bit more mature. One difference was that she was wearing a suspicious looking head band. She sat quietly without a word. "Now let's get down to business. I'm Tarmag, leader of the Teruig tribe. I've come to offer you a proposition." Rath glared at him. "What is it?"
"You surrender and no one will be hurt."
"What? You expect me to follow those conditions? We may care for our tribe members, but we would never surrender in a fight!"
"Very well." Tarmag snapped his fingers and an army of Sacaens charged over the hill. Mark took out his spear. Rath had taken out a killer bow, and Marco took out a pole ax. Tarmag and Lyn jumped off their horses. Lyn took out the Mani and Sol Kattis. Tarmag had taken out a poison bow. They stood their ground as both their armies rushed at each other.
Kota ran into the camp and met with Tyrana. "What's going on Kota?"
"Mark gave me orders to evacuate the women, children, and those who can't fight out the back. He also told me to bring you along to and wait for a signal to come back."
"He prepares for war and doesn't even bring me to battle?" They got all the people together at the back right when the armies charged. "Alright everyone stayed close!" Kota shouted to the people. They moved as quick as they could through the plains. Kota stopped everyone as he spotted three people up ahead. One was clearly a sniper, the next was a hero, and then a bard. "Who are you three?"
"We're the Teruig three, and we've been ordered to kill all of you!" Kota heard some people panic but he pulled out his knunchaku and stayed calm. Tyrana pulled out Zantetzugen and assumed her fighting stance. "These are innocent people we will not let you hurt them!"
"Then I guess we'll have to go through you!" The bard played a song that made the hero intangible. The hero charged forward as the sniper shot several shots. Kota jumped to the side to avoid the arrow and the hero. They're idiots to think they can beat me with a strategy like this! The hero ran back to the bard and repeated the process. Kota threw a hand sign to Tyrana and she nodded. As the Hero charged forward Kota kept jumping back. But as he became tangible again the arrows the sniper fired hit the hero in the back. The sniper and the bard were astonished that they killed their own comrade. Tyrana had used this time to sneak behind the two and kill the bard. The sniper in a panic jumped away firing arrows at the two of them. Kota focused a Ki ball and threw it at the sniper. It hit him in the head, killing him on contact. The people cheered in relief and followed Tyrana and Kota farther into the plains.
Meanwhile back at the front of the encampment. The tribes people were fighting all around the five of them. Rath and Tarmag were having a shoot out while Mark and Marco fought Lyn. Although it was three against two they were having trouble. Mark had ordered Marco not to attack Lyn and just to defend. Rath was being extra careful of Tarmag because of the poison arrows, but was still on the offensive. "Give it up Kutolan fool! You are inferior to-!" he wasn't able to finish his sentence as Rath planted an arrow in Tarmag's chest. In a panic he tried to pull it out. Rath walked up to him and looked down at him. "No wait I was kidding about the inferior thing!" Rath raised his bow and shot an arrow in his chest.
Mark and Marco did their best to deflect Lyn's attacks but weren't very successful. Mark and Marco were covered in cuts and slashes. "Mark! If don't do something quick we're going to die!" Mark was trying to figure out a way to stop Lyn without hurting her. He then noticed that the headband had taken over her mind. Of course I don't notice the evil headband until we're almost dead. I may be able to stop her but it's risky. "Shadow now!" Shadow jumped out of the ground and kicked Lyn in the stomach. Mark jumped forward and grabbed the headband. Mark pulled hard on it. Lyn stabbed him with both swords in the chest in retaliation. Mark not caring about the wound pulled off the headband. Lyn blinked and held her head. "Where am I?" Mark fell to the ground from blood loss. He looked up to the sky and saw Marco leaning over him scrambling for vulnaries. Mark's vision became blurry and shut his eyes tight.
Firedude: Short I know but I was busy ;
Mark: Hey! What's the deal with me getting stabbed?
Lyn: When I said I wanted to be in the next chapter I didn't mean like that!
Firedude: Errrr up next is subchapter two!