Subchapter2: It begins

Firedude: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've had projects and writers block goin on, but I'm back in action.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem or its characters and I probably never will. I own Vren, Onimaru and Alderoffe. Mystic, Tyrana, and Gustaph belong to friends.

Firedude: On with the show!

The night after the battle Mystic woke from his sleep sweating buckets of sweat. He got up and went to the basin on the nearby counter. He splashed water on his face and looked in the mirror. I had the dream again... Dammit I thought I was past that! He did the best he could to remember the dream.

He was six years old and was playing in a field outside of their tribe's camp in Sacae. He saw his three year old sister and her friend Vren running towards him with fearful looks. "Brother! Can we play too?" Mystic nodded and they played ball together. Then their parents came running towards them. They had other people's blood and some burns on them. "Children quickly follow us!" With worried expressions they followed them to the hills. Their uncle was already waiting for them at the hill. The father shouted over "Did any others make it?" The man looked to them with a look of depression. "No not one made it…" They ran to the top of the tallest hill and looked over at their camp. Flames danced around the camp, while bandits attacked tribe's people. Mystic clenched his fists and looked to the destruction of everything he ever knew. "Father please let me cast Fimblevetr I know I can do it!"

"No! Absolutely not you will die from the energy cost!"

"But it's the only way to save our tribe!" No answer came from his father. Mystic hated his father from not letting him do it. He knew that if he would have done it the tribe would still be alive today. Mystic was a gifted mage that was able to cast Elfire at age four. If he read all of a tome he could cast it by heart without the book. His uncle was a skilled shaman. Mystic loved to listen to his adventures and practice magic with him. He remained a shaman, because he was afraid that if he became a druid he would never be the same. Vren walked over to Mystic's father and pulled on his cloak. "What about my parents?" He looked down at Vren and frowned. Vren was only three so he didn't fully understand, but he understood enough to cry. Vren was Tyrana's best friend so she cryed too.

His dream then skipped ahead four years into the future. Mystic now could cast every spell known to man. All six of them lived in a stone house on the field. His uncle left a few days ago for a job. A local village wanted some local bandits dead, and his uncle accepted it. A week later a druid attacked the house at night. Mystic's parents took out their swords and attacked the druid. The druid pulled out an axe and slashed both of them down. The three children were cornered against a wall. Mystic stood in front of Vren and Tyrana to protect them. The druid approached them slowly with a smile. Mystic was mad rather than sad of his parent's deaths. He looked at the druid as green electricity ran through his hands. "Excalibur!" Green shots released from Mystic's hands and blew off the druids left arm. The druid screamed and ran from the house. Mystic sat down breathing hard from casting Excalibur. Tyrana hugged her older brother as she cryed. Vren had run over to Mystic and Tyrana's parents and saw they were dead. They buried their bodies the next day in the back yard. They lived on their own for one year in the house. If a bandit came they would be killed by Mystic's boltnng before they could unsheathe their weapons. Vren had taught himself to use his parent's hand held scythes, and Tyrana and Mystic learned to use a sword. Tyrana was a prodigy at it. She could hit several targets with one stroke, but only when she was mad. Vren on the other hand was like a ghost. To make a living he went to the nearby village and stole food and money for themselves. He was never caught, not once. They then decided to make a better living in Bulgar as mercenaries. Mystic finally was able to start the business when he was fourteen. They were the youngest mercenaries in Bulgar, but they eventually became the best mercenaries in town. Vren was able to afford a contract to become an assassin. Tyrana was against it, but the assassinations paid a lot. Mystic also was able to get a job teaching at the nearby school. Things went great for two year, but then the mayor of the townb came to their hideout. He promised them a large sum of money if they killed the leader of the nearby bandit tribe. They didn't like the idea at first but then said the leader was responsible for the genocide of the Yurat tribe, their tribe. They were now angry and accepted the mission. They prepared a plan for the attack. Mystic would cast multiple boltnings on the bandits to make them panic. Tyrana would draw their attention away from the Bandit leader. When no one was there to defend the bandit leader, Vren would assassinate the bandit leader. It worked unfortunately they hadn't planned on an escape method. They ran to the mountains as the bandits chased them. They came to a fork in the road, Mystic went to the right and Tyrana and Vren went to the left. The bandits followed Mystic and he escaped them. He made it back to town, but he never saw Tyrana and Vren. Things started to fall apart after that. The bandits put a death threat on the mayor, because of this he never paid Mystic. Then he was fired from his teaching job and he lost his business. Later the mayor pleaded to Mystic to save him from the bandit attack. Mystic was disgusted with him. He had the nerve to ruin his life then ask him for help. Out of anger he decapitated the mayor with sword. He then left town unnoticed and went to the bandits. Having nowhere to go he went to the bandits. He gave them the head of the mayor and the mayor's treasure stash. The bandits didn't know he was involved in the assassination of their leader. No one in town knew that Mystic had killed the mayor. He then began to pick up bad habits. He drank, gambled, and would hit on women often (Think Sain just not as formal.). He turned twenty two and went to Ilia, and that's where he is today.

Fiora opened the door to his room and walked in. "Are you ok Mystic? We heard you yell."

"Just a bad dream Fiora I'm fine." Mystic promised he'd work at the Pegasus sisters' house to repay the money he spent. "The way you were screaming didn't seem like it." Said Farina as she entered the room. "You screamed so much that Florina fainted when she heard you!" Florina stumbled into the room. "I did not Farina!"

"I'm pretty sure you did!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you did!"

"Be quiet Scrooge!"

"No you little miss afraid of frogs!"

"What? You promised you wouldn't tell!"

"What's the big secret? You're afraid of everything!" They yelled at each other for five minutes as Mystic and Fiora watched. "This is what I go through every single day of my life."

"Must be hard." Mystic looked over at Fiora who shyly looked away. Why can't I make eye contact with him? Mystic looked at the four "Look if you guys really wanna know what happened I'll tell you. They immediately stopped fighting and listen to his story. They cried at some parts and were shocked at others. Farina looked shocked and asked "It was you who killed the mayor at Bulgar years ago?"

"Yeah."

"Did all that really happen to your family?"

"Yeah." Florina raised her hand like she was asking a question. "Um, is it possible to have a dream that long?"

"No, it stopped when we were attacked by the druid. I just remembered what happened after it. Oh, and Florina you don't have to raise your hand. We're not in school." Florina put her hand down embarrassed. Farina yelled "Huddle!" The three of them went into a huddle and whispered to each other. Farina and Florina pointed out the bad things as Fiora defended him and pointed out the good. "I'm not sure it's ok to have a murderer in the house!"

"But he isn't one any more he said so."

"Yeah, but what about all the bad habits he said he had."

"Well the alcohol and gambling thing was obvious at the tavern last night."

"What about the thing he said about hitting on women. We don't want another Sain around do we?"

"He isn't like Sain he's just like all men."

"He also a bandit though, shouldn't we be careful?"

"What about the fifty bandits he killed last night, and besides we need someone to help around the house and also help defend against thieves."

"I agree with Fiora, we should keep him around but still watch him." Farina nodded in agreement to Florina's words. They broke the huddle and turned to Mystic. "Alright we agreed that you can still stay." said Fiora. Mystic smiled and bowed slightly. "But we're watching you." said Farina as they left the room and went down stairs. Mystic got dressed and followed. He went downstairs and found them sitting at the kitchen table. Farina clapped her hands and pointed to a nearby stove. "Come on Mystic get cooking! We want some scrambled eggs!" Mystic sighed and got cooking. When he was done he gave served the eggs to them. They wanted large portions leaving only a little left for Mystic. They ate quickly, except for Florina. Mystic looked at Fiora and Farina. "Why do you guys rush through your meals?"

"We're going on the morning patrol and Florina has the afternoon one."

"That's no reason to rush through a meal." They ignored Mystic and the four of them finished. "That was good. They tasted a bit different though. I couldn't put my finger on it…" Mystic looked over to Fiora and said. "I just put a drop of alcohol in it for flavor." The three Pegasus knights eyes widened and yelled at Mystic. "How dare you!"

"What? What did I do?" Farina threw an angry look at Mystic. "You know damn well when a Pegasus knight swears oath they can't ever do three things!"

"What's that?" They looked at Mystic like he was an idiot. "We can't drink alcohol, we can't gamble and we aren't supposed to get involved with anyone."

"That must suck. That's like the complete opposite of me! You can't tell me that you follow them strictly! I mean don't you do any of them at all?"

"No." replied the three. Mystic sighed and washed the dishes. So they don't drink gamble or date? Well that shoots down my hopes of being with one of them. At least they still have those accents! When he was done he followed the list of things to do they left him. Brush the horses, get water from the well for the house, feed the horses, repair damaged parts of the house, and go into town to get stake for dinner. Mystic sighed and got to work on the list. Hours later he was done with the list. All he had to do was go into town to get dinner. He left the house with the money. "Hold it!" Mystic turned around to see Fiora. "I'm coming with you to make sure you don't do anything stupid!"

"You can't trust me can you?"

"No." They walked together into town and went to the butcher. Mystic went up to the counter. "Four stakes and a keg of ale please." Mystic gave him the money. The butcher looked at the money then at him. "Are you kidding me? This isn't enough!" Both Fiora and Mystic were astounded. "Because of yesterday's bandit attack prices raised." Fiora sighed. "Come on Mystic let's go home."

"No." Fiora looked a Mystic. "I'll be right back!" Mystic ran out the door and came back five minutes later with triple the amount of money as before. "Give me as many stakes as this buy!" The butcher got to work immediately. "How did you get that money Mystic?"

"How do you thing I got it?" Fiora thought for a minute then her eyes widened. "You were gambling!"

"Correct!" Mystic made a dinging noise like on a game show. Fiora frowned. "I trusted you with that money and you gambled?"

"Well I won didn't I?" Fiora was about to make a comment when Mystic put his arm around her. Fiora's face was as red as a tomato. "Come on Fiora I'll treat you to something." They got the food from the butcher and were walking home. "Hey Mystic?"

"Yes Fiora?"

"Why did you get ale when we aren't allowed to drink it?"

"As I said before, you can't follow it strictly."

"I guess but if we get caught with ale in the house we are toast."

"Don't worry by the time another group of knights come to your house it will be all gone."

"It better be or else!"

"Or else what?"

"…I'm not sure yet, but I will know by the time they come!"

"Alright calm down It'll be gone." They walked for a couple minutes in silence. "Hey Fiora?"

"Yes Mystic?"

"Why do you and your sisters wear skirts and short sleeves in this kind of weather?"

"Why do you ask?" said Fiora with a suspicious tone. "Well I figure it's annoying to come home from work everyday with wet under wear."

"…I'm going to forget you ever said that." said Fiora while giving Mystic a glare. When they made it to the house Florina and Farina were already at the table. "Where were you two? We're starving!" Mystic sighed. "Give me a minute to cook then. After a stake dinner and reluctantly drinking ale they gave their dishes to Mystic who took them outside to clean. After washing some dishes Mystic heard the sound of snow crunching from the near by forest. He looked up to see a boy about twelve years old in a ninja outfit approach him. He didn't have his hood up, so you were able to see his short black hair tied into a pony tail, and yellow eyes. As he got closer Mystic saw more that disturbed him. His pupil's were not human, but a thin oval like a cat's. "Is there something you need boy?"

"I'm here on behalf of my master who would like to extend an invitation to you." The boy spoke emotionlessly and coolly. "An invitation for what?"

"To join him for a quest."

"A quest?"

"You are Mystic the magic prodigy correct?"

"Yes."

"My master requires your talents for his quest."

"You said that already, but what is this quest for?"

"…To find the seven mythical weapons." Mystic was startled by this. He had heard stories from his uncle about them, he even told him that he had found one during his journeys. He wouldn't use it because he was afraid that the power of the weapon would make him become power hungry, similar to his fear of being a druid. "Who is your master?"

"His name is Gustaph." This name also made Mystic a little surprised. "You don't mean Gustaph the battle devil do you?"

"The same."

"Then who are you?"

"…Onimaru."

"Do I have to decide now?"

"No, you have three days. You're to meet us at the warrior's shrine two miles away from here."

"Can I tell anyone?"

"If you do they have to come with us."

"What if I refuse?"

"Then we'll have to kill you and anyone you tell." Mystic gulped at the thought of fighting Gustaph. When he looked back at the boy he had disappeared. He finished the dishes and put them on the counter inside the house. He walked upstairs to his room and went to sleep. He thought about the seven weapons, the Pegasus sisters, and Gustaph. This is a big decision. If I leave without notice the girls would definitely pursue. But if I tell them they will have to come or face death! He rolled around uncomfortably in his bed thinking about everything before falling asleep.

Firedude: Well that's as long as I could make the chapter hope you enjoyed it! By the way, the kid Onimaru has a Japanese name. Oni means demon and maru means boy, put it together and what is it? Demon boy! Anyway wait for the next subchapter The decision, and the next chapter the battle continues.