I could feel the sun on my skin, warming up my cold body. No matter how much I try to keep warm, I end up being cold. People usually complain about my cold hands in winter, but in the summer, they always take my hand and rest them upon their foreheads. To be exact who I am talking about, it was Ike.

The two of us loved summer because we would be able to wander out into the lush woods behind my house and lie around in the field of flowers and play in the crops that &Watch planted for that season. Of course he would get mad at us when we get caught, but it was fun. We would go back into the field of flowers and watch &Watch rant on and on his way home. We would always laugh at him and then go to our favorite spot, the only tree on a the grassy hill.

The two of us would just talk about random things and then rest peacefully in each other's presence. Even if I was forced to deal with Ike's sweaty forehead. My mother would come up to us with a picnic basket and little Lucina always trailed behind her. Mother would say that Lucina wanted to have lunch with her brother and then she put the both of us in charge of her. We didn't mind though because my mom's cooking was always great and little Lucina was so adorable and innocent and the both of us agreed to protect her from monsters and other boys.

The three of us would play whatever game she came up with and we would always have fun towards the end. Her smile and laughter was so contagious that we would just be laughing straight for minutes even if nothing was said. It was as if she held her own little spell on us, but we didn't care. We had fun those summers...

Winter soon came after, but Ike and me still played in those fields after school. Even if there wasn't any flowers or anything growing, I found the dreariness and lifelessness comforting, even if Ike says its ugly. To me, it had its own little charm... A charm I would never admit to Ike though because it is embarrassing.

Whenever it randomly snows where we live, Lucina would come out, all bundled up to where she could barely move and she became an easy target in our snowball fights. Though we let her have her revenge and give her snowballs so she could throw them at us. Then comes the snowman we would make. It's nothing fancy or good, in fact, it was horrible. Our snowman would always be short and not curvy or well rounded like a typical snowman. He wouldn't have a carrot nose, but a random rock we would find in &Watch's land and we would poke in eye holes and used little twigs for our snowman.

It was all fine and dandy those winters before and those were magical and treasured times. Though that tradition changed when we heard a cat screeching above us. The three of us looked up and everything became whiter than the snow in the field.

I had come too, the world seemed to be shaking. There was a ringing in my ears and I tried to stand up on the shaky ground. There were more shrieking , but those were from other people. I was finally able to sit myself up straight, but my vision was still blurry and the world was still shaky. A sharp pain jolted down my left arm and I realized I had broken it. Strangely enough, it didn't hurt.

As soon as my vision cleared up, the sky was growing green and sickly clouds started rolling up. I then looked back at where my house is and noticed some trees were missing and a sickly, heavy smoke was emitting from that area. "Ike... Lucina..."I saw the two still sleeping. I noticed Ike was still breathing, but there was blood dripping down his face.

It was difficult to see if Lucina was fine because she was so bundled up. I went over to her and checked her breathing. Luckily her clothing protected her from any other damage besides the few scratches on her face. I then went over to Ike to give him a little shake. "Ike... Wake up..."

I shook the boy. He groaned in response. "My head hurts..."

"Ike, we need to go home, now."

Ike coughed up blood in response which made me worried. "urgh... I'm okay... I think." Ike struggled sitting up. "Whatta 'bout Lil Lucy?"

"She's still asleep and seems alright." I answered.

Ike still looked bit dazed, but he snapped out it very pointed at my left arm and gasped, "Oh my god, Marth! Your arm!"

"I know. It's broken."

"You're awfully calm about having your arm broken, Marth." Ike frowned and coughed a bit more. "I'll carry Lucina to your home. If your arm starts to hurt, you can hold onto me to ease the pain."

"It's not like I have a broken leg..." I frowned.

Ike picked up Lucina and placed her on his back. "Trust me, you will. Now let's go."

The two of us made our way out of the trees and stared at the devastation before our eyes. A breeze picked up and carried the scent of a dead skunk being burned alive. Half of my house collapsed onto itself. My bedroom was gone and water leaked out from where the bathroom used to be. My heart started to race, where's Mother and Father!? Before I knew it, I ran inside, ignoring Ike who was calling me back.

The whole buliding looked like it was about to fall down, but I ignored the creaking and swaying. I looked around for any sign of my parents, but I couldn't find father. I did find my mother, however. Her empty eyes looked up at me and she gave me a weak smile. "L-live..." she whispered as a warm liquid engulfed her. "Mother..."

"You idiot!" I was grabbed roughly by my broken arm and nearly dragged outside. The rest of my home collapsed into itself, sending out dust into our lungs. We panted, taking in this polluted air. I gritted my teeth as I started regaining feeling in my arm. I held onto Ike's shirt and he gave a grin. "I told ya so."

"Shut up." I forced out.

A blonde woman carrying Lucina ran towards us. I recognized her as Ms. Peach. She gasped at my condition and took out a black bag filled with medical stuff. "Oh my! You're so lucky to have a nurse as your neighbor, Marth! And have such a nice, handsome friend too. He helped me out of the rubish."

Ike blushed and scratched the back of his head. "Is there anything I could do?" he asked.

"Yeah... Find me a large stick." Peach instructed. Ike nodded and looked for a stick in the rubbish. He came back rather quickly and handed the object to Ms. Peach. "I'm going to set your arm so this will hurt a bit."

I nodded and braced for the pain. I was grateful for Ike letting me hold onto his hand. For some reason, it did ease the pain the bit. I heard the bones cracking back into place and clenched Ike's hand tighter. It hurt so much.

tied the stick to my arm and then wrapped a cloth around neck so my arm would be supported. "This will have to do for now until we go to an actual hospital." sighed.

"Thank you..." I said to Ms. Peach, "Sorry..." I apologized to Ike.

He waved it off, "Dun worry about it. It's the least I could I do." I smiled slightly, but that all changed when a loud noise came from above. The three of us looked up to see what was causing the commotion.

A large blimp flew over head with a large screen showing wings and a halo appeared. It hovered over the sky. After a few minutes, a shadowy figure appeared on the screen. "The Angels have landed to carry out God's wrath. He has sent us to purge the world from evil and its sinners. I am the sacred prophet. I've heard him. I've seen him. I will carry out his desires. He told me to tell you one thing..."

"God has abandoned you."

I looked into the distance, Lucina was in my lap and Ike was sleeping on my shoulder. Our bodies rocked on the bumpy car ride.I tried my hard to ignore the children around me, but that's all I could see. I was told we were going to an orphanage because we were God's children and therefore free of sins. The adults were sent away somewhere else, probably to their deaths.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep in the rocky ride, but that was hard when you have slobber running down your shirt and listening to the voices of crying children and also tried to make sense out of what happened. I didn't even get a chance to react to my mom being crushed under the house, and I probably ever won't. That ride was short lived when we finally made it there and they unloaded us. They pushed us out and forced us to hurry. They threw clothes wrapped up in large clothes, which we used as blankets later.

Most of us were crying or too scared to move so they took those children away and we never saw them again. I held Lucina and Ike's hand, being the oldest of the three, I have to protect them. I have to follow Mother's dying word... So, I lead them into the face of death and uncertainty.

Fear crawled its way inside of me. We've been here for nearly a year, I think. My arm had finally healed, but it was slightly were forced to stand side by side in a long line. Lucina and Ike looked terrified. Then Lucina broke into tears. The large man's finger was pointing at her... They were going to take her away...

Fear then turned into anger and I charged at the man with the beady red eyes. He simply laughed at my feeble attacks and lifted me by the throat. "Haha, you're this girl's brother I presume?"

I struggled under his giant hand. He laughed and threw her down. Lucina looked up at me all teary eyed. The man then loomed over her, raising his giant foot over her head. "w-wait..." I choked out.

The man glared at me and set me down so I could talk properly. I took this chance to take in air to his annoyance. "Spit it out or I will kill her." he growled.

"I-I..." I gulped, "Take me instead... I won't resist whatever you were going to do to her..."

The man looked at me and laughed. "Haha, a little hero aren't you? You had more of a chance to live then she, but you're throwing away your life for something that won't survive another day. People like you make me sick." he glared at Lucina, "Get back in line!"

Lucina jumped and quickly ran to Ike's side. I didn't have the courage to look straight in their faces. Instead I mouthed a few silent words to Ike and followed the red beast to my misery.

At first, my caretakers took good care of me. They fed me well and my clothes were always clean. That was short lived, however, and before I knew it, they called me out to take tests. The man with the red beady eyes was there, watching me to make sure I oblige to the scientist's tests. I hated the tests and that man. They touched my naked body and took samples of my blood and other stuff while he watched with twisted amusement.

I was usually kept in the dark about what these tests were for. It was like that until I overhead a conversation about creating an angel. They had said the survival rate for that test was less than ten percent because the human body usually wouldn't accept this serum and the injected person would shrivel up and die. I felt my heart drop, tears threatened to fall from my eyes. If I die right now, I would not be able to see Lucina or Ike again...

The door as opened suddenly and the red beady eyes man smiled with mirth. "You're up."

The man walked out and a blonde woman came into the room. We both looked surprised.

"m-Ms. Peach!"

She gave a sad smile and nodded, "I'm so sorry I have to be the one who leads you to death, Marth. I don't want to, but I have to, please forgive me."

"I understand..." I held onto her warm hand. We both walked in silence to the test room where I will die.

Once we got there, Ms. Peach placed me on the metal sheet and cuffed my hands and feet. I turned my head and saw the red, beady eyed man there, smiling. "He's all ready to be tested, Master Bowser." she said.

"Very well." the man twirled one of her golden locks, "You may go, sweetheart."

She bowed down and left with a solemn look. Bowser watched her go and then glared right back at me. An evil smile spread on his lips. "Little Hero," he sneered, "If you die in this test, then I get to kill your little sister. So you better make sure you survive."

I clenched my teeth in anger. "Touch her and I will kill you!"

The man laughed. "We'll see about that. Project Angel! Let's get started right away!" he shouted and then he whispered to me, "See you in hell."

Strangers flowed in the room wearing rubber white suits. They started inserting tubes into my veins and started taking blood. Everything happened so fast and before I knew it, a huge needle was inserted into my heart. I gritted my teeth and let out a yowl of agony as they injected the transparent liquid into my heart.

Everyone took a step away from me and watched if I rejected the serum or not. I didn't really pay attention to these people because the pain was to overwhelming. My ear drums feel like they were about to blow and my body was spazzing out. Foam started to clump at my mouth and my eyes rolled back into my head. I wanted to lose consciousness, I don't want to feel this pain anymore, but the drugs says otherwise.

My body arched on the metal bed and I could feel my muscles burning away. I collapsed on the metal bed, breathing heavily. I want to die. I want to die! But I can't die, I can't die now! The muscles in my neck started to clench tighter and tighter and I thought I would die of suffocation. Sadly, that wasn't an option. The tension in my body disappeared and I found it extremely difficult to keep my eyes open. They flitted about without my doing and finally closed.

Everything went black and silent. For a second, I thought I had passed out. But I thought wrong. I was still conscious of everything, but I couldn't move. "Is he dead yet?" I heard someone speak.

"N-no, sir! Well, he's still alive now, but his heart beat is rather slow."

A stinky, warm breath brushed against my face. "Kid, wake up." I heard Bowser growl.

I couldn't move or respond, nor did I want to. I knew I was irritating him. "Wake up now!" he shook my body violently.

"S-sir!" the scientist sounded concerned, "Please, calm down! He's in a coma right now. There's nothing we can do, but just wait."

Bowser dropped my body and I felt half of my torso dangling off the bed. "If I were you, I would find a way to wake him up now." he threatened.

"Y-yes, s-sir!"

I could feel Bowser's cold glare on me. "You better wake up soon. I hate waiting." With that, all I heard were people scrambling about to try and wake me up from my coma. It was weird that they thought I was asleep even though I was awake. It was really irritating that I couldn't move or see anything happening around. I would of sighed in defeat about now and look up at the ceiling, but I can't at this form. I tried my best to lose consciousness...

Decades seem to pass when I finally opened my tired eyes. I shielded myself from the piercing white light and looked around. Something was a bit off in this place. Actually, it was way off. Tall white walls loomed over me with flowers etched in them. If I were in a different situation, then I would of marveled at the artistry. I forced myself too look away and stand up in the empty room. It was impossible to tell if I was standing on white carpet or white grass.

I heard something cling behind me and quickly turned around to see large golden gates. They glimmered from an unknown source of light. I made my way over to these gates and touched them. They were extremely hot and looked like they were unable to open. I pulled my hand away and frowned. What is this? I have a feeling of what it is, but I refuse to believe it.

"Marth..." I heard a familiar voice.

My eyes couldn't believe it. I'm not dead, right? Mother smiled at my surprised expression and stroked my hair. "It's sad, but we're finally together..."

I shook my head. "No... I'm still alive."

Mother gave a sad smile, "Sweety, it must be rough for you to accept death, but it'll be okay. You no longer have to suffer anymore. You can rest in peace."

I frowned and shook my head, "No... Mother, I'm in a coma. I just fell asleep because they turned me into an angel."

Mother's eyes darkened. "You have to be dead..."

I was surprised and scared of her look. "Mother?"

"There's no way a living person can reach heaven..."

"Mother?..."

"You have to be dead! Stop lying to me!"

"Mother!..."

"I don't want to be alone anymore! I will... take you with me!"

"You're scaring me!.." I shouted out. She jumped and looked at me with a crazed expression. A sickeningly sweet smile spread across her face. "I wonder, Marth..." she took step forward and I took a step back, "If I kill you now..." her eyes looked like needles, "Do we both get to see each other in hell?"

Before I could process anything, she grabbed me by the throat and pinned me on the burning gates. I struggled under her grip, cursing how weak I am. She grinned madly at my attempt. "Don't worry, Marthy, once we go to hell, I'll protect you." her voice wasn't sweet enough to mask the venom inside her words.

I couldn't go on like this. The energy inside of me was growing weaker and weaker and my resistance began to stop. Her cold hands grew tighter and tighter around my neck, but for some reason she put me down on the ground. I looked down at her and was shocked to find her sinking into the white grass.

Tears streamed down her eyes and she looked very scared. She held onto my shoulder's for dear life. "Marth! Help me!" she cried out. "Please, sweety! I don't want to be alone again!"

Even though she did tried to kill me, I couldn't hate her. I held onto her hand and kissed it goodbye. Regret washed over her face which made my heartache. "Mother, you were never alone. Even if we're not with you physically, we're always there thinking about you and loving you faraway."
She looked up and me and gave a bittersweet smile. "I realized that too late, huh?"

"I love you, Mother..."

"... I love you, Lucina and your father, dearly."

Before I could ask where father was, her head was already submerged into the ground and her hand slowly followed, leaving mine empty. I sat down on the grass and stared at the spot Mother sank into. The whole room went gray as my body slumped forward. Do I have to accept any of this? Why just me? I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"Big brother..." I heard a voice behind the golden gates stood Lucina. "I love you." A large, ominous shadow loomed over her.

I reached through the bars, ignoring the heat, to try and reach out to her. She turned around with a sad smile and began walking into the shadow. "Luuucinaaaaa!" I called out for her, my skin began peeling off. She waved good bye and the shadow lurched forward, releasing an inhuman scream. Tears ran down my eyes. This is only a dream! Only a dream! I rested my face against the burning bars in defeat. Only a dream...

My surroundings began to fade in the blackness and soon enough, the walls and gates were gone. I fell onto my face, but didn't move. The burns were still there and they stung really bad, but I wasn't in a state to care about them. I just want to wake up and never sleep again, but then I would have to face the ugly reality outside. As my head tore itself inside, I failed to notice the slow footsteps coming towards my way.

I felt something prod my side and I looked up to see the blue, spiky haired boy. My gaze wandered down and I closed my eyes. Why can't my body crumble into a million pieces right now? I don't want to endure anymore grief and pain. The boy prodded my side again, but I didn't look up or respond. Maybe if I just act dead, he would go away.

But he kept on persisting to keep prodding me with his foot. He finally stopped and did something unexpected. He held me in his arms and cried into my neck. It shocked me and then I started feeling guilty. I reached out to him to reassure him I'm still alive, but I couldn't move or speak. It were as if I really was dead to him.

"Marth...!" he cried mournfully, "I was too scared to help you! It should of been me! Forgive me! Please, I'm so sorry!"

Tears made their way up to my eyes. I didn't mean Ike to suffer like this. I sacrificed myself to protect them. I didn't mean too-

"Marth! You idiot! You left me and Lucina all alone!.. I'm not strong enough to protect her..."

Please, stop crying, Ike. You're unraveling feelings I should never of had in the first place. He looked into my face and wiped away his tears. "I'm sorry..." he sniffled. I wanted to hold him into my arms and tell him everything is alright. I don't want to see him so sad anymore, it's breaking the both of us. He set me down gently and stood up, wiping away leftover tears. "I know what I have to do..." he jolted behind me where I was unable to see him. Then his bloody shriek followed and I felt something inside of me dropped and break into pieces. Will this nightmare ever end?

My body felt like it was going down a slide. Then I realized it was. I looked at the fading darkness, covering in the distance and looked around the colorful atmosphere around me. Pastel colored circles floated around, carrying something I couldn't see. I reached out for one and it brushed my hand. Where am I now?

It felt like someone was embracing me from behind. It was comforting, but it was a strange feeling. It felt like love, but with twisted hate, laughter, but with grotestque tears. I don't know the exact words to explain it, but it was contradictory. Maybe instead of trying to fight it anymore, I should just accept it. I absorbed the strange feeling and smiled. I finally accepted who I am, what I am, why I was born and where I belong. All those things I've hid is what makes me, me. I'm not even afraid to say I'm in love with my best friend. I'm truly grateful to have survived this test and live now that I can finally accept all these qualities that I hated about me. Everything is all equal and balanced now since I am finally at peace with myself.

My eyes opened up to a plain ceiling. Everything seems different now. I sat up in bed and noticed all the wires hooked up to me. I don't need these anymore. I yanked them out and jumped out of bed. I made my way to the doorway and noticed individually wrapped candies on the small table. I looked at them then decided against it and opened the door to the hallway. Surprisingly, it was a lot emptier then expected.

I decided to go right and walk calmly down the corridor. Everything just felt natural. I opened the door on my right that contained an older girl and her younger brother. They looked awfully similar to . I flashed them a smile which made them smile. "Do you two happen to be related to Ms. Peach?"

The older girl looked at me curiously, but nodded. Her blonde hair was covering her left eye, but she had Peach's face and everything. I smiled, "You must be Rosalina, her daughter..."

She looked surprised and then her eyes widened in realization, "Marth?" she whispered in a monotonous voice.

The young boy looked up at me and held onto to Rosalina, looking at me if I were some sort of monster. I nodded, "It's the first time we're meeting... And at a place like this? huh..." I looked behind me and then back at them, a plan forming in my head.

"That gross man has my mom..." Rosalina said bitterly, "He touches her on purpose when she comes and visits us."

"... I see... Then he'll be punished by God, won't he?"

The boy growled behind Rosalina and I looked at him curiously. "What kind of God would just abandon his people like this! When they need him! What kind of God lets that disgusting man touch Peach! I thought God will forgive our sins! He left us! We've been forsaken!"

"Shulk!" Rosalina frowned.

Shulk didn't say anymore and burrowed himself in Rosalina's hair. He started whimpering. "Why..?"

I watched as Rosalina comforted the sobbing boy and realized what I must do now. I can see waves of green grass and oceans of smiling people in the dream I envision. I'm not the same Marth anymore, I'm different. I've been graced by heaven, haven't I? The soul inside of me says so and I believe conviction is his name. I turned around and walked out the door. "I can change the world and then I'll judge what's right and what's wrong." I muttered to myself.

I glanced up and spotted the camera zooming in on me. I glared at it, focusing all my energy onto the camera and crushed it. I continued walking down the stainless, white hallways. "I will leave this place with Ike and Lucina, no matter what happens, we will leave together!"

I stopped walking and looked up at the doors for the orphanage. The damned man grinned in triumph and crossed his arms in a snobbish way. Men in black soldier uniforms were behind him, carrying riot shields and guns. I stared right into the eyes of the bastard as he writhed in dark satisfaction. "Where do you think you're going?"

AN: Aaaand there, you got to see some of Marth's past and emotions. This was originally ch.5, but I felt it really didn't connect with ch.4 and I had this written sometime around when I last updated. I only wrote a bit more and didn't really change much of it... Hopefully I'll be forgiven for my incompetence with these two chapters~ TTwTT

Until next time~