I don't own fire emblem or any of its characters, so no suing
I stepped forward onto the arena, and instantly, i knew this was gonna be a looooooooooong match. I knew Owain wasn't the type to go down, his last match against a women named severa, he got beat down so many times, but he always got back up, i didn't know what to do against that kind of stamina. That stamina ultimately defeated severa, who seemed a lot stronger than he did. Jeez, the competition is so stiff this year... besides in i win this, i might face up against inigo... or lucina... PLEASE INIGO, JUST WIN THIS ONE FOR ME! I like my head where it is thank you...
"Down sword-hand..." Owain said. "Not until the match starts..."
Their he goes again... i gave up asking why he talked to himself, cause our last conversation went a little like...
"Hey owain... lets give it our all..." (In case you guys think i'm just writing badly, i just really don't know how to talk like owain, so sorry)
"Can't... control..." He muttered.
"What?" i asked confused.
"Sword hand too strong" He muttered, doing some sort of weird dance. I just stood their confused.
"Are you talking to yourself?" I asked. I thought this guy was crazy. Why the hell is he talking to his hand, and why is he doing that weird dance? Jeez, did i wonder into the loony bin or something.
"NO STAND BACK, YOU'LL BE VANQUISHED BY THY SWORD HAND!" He suddenly yelled. Instinctively I jumped back, and my hand went strait for the hilt of my sword. What the hell is wrong with this guy, its like talking to a bipolar idiot.
"Uhh... okay... I'm just gonna step out..." I said as i walked out.
And yeah, that's how it went, and I instantly regretted fighting him. I drew my amatsu blade, and charged. He drew a bluish blade, that i think I've seen before. He parried my blade, and the match began, We continually slashed at each other, Like me, he was a myrmidon, highly skilled in the blade. I slashed at his leg, but he blocked it with his blade, and kicked me aside. I barrel rolled out of the way, and backed up to the wall. He was their before i was, and stabbed his blade into the wall, directly next to my shoulder. (No killing wounds)
I flipped out of the way, and stood ready. "Say, what kind of sword is that?" I asked.
"Its the legendary blade, Mystletain, the blade of heroes, and my world!" He yelled proudly.
Huh? Did he say mystletain, no wonder he was so tough... wait a moment, thats not mystletain. I somehow know what mystletain is supposed to look like, and mystletain is supposed to have a golden edge, this ones blue. The poor dudes sadly mistaken.
"Um... sorry, that's not mystlet- ow!" I yelled, as a small satchel hit my head. I looked up and saw lissa, chroms sister and owains mother, waving her hands worriedly. Oh, i get it, he's so attached to the sword, it'd break his heart to know thats not the real sword. Though he needs to know its not the sword of legend somehow...
"Hey... uh owain?" I asked, slightly scared at having something else hurled at my head.
"Uhh what is it?" He asked, still maintaining his stance.
"That's... not the actual mystletain... thats more of an improved version of it." I said guarding my head.
"You mean... I'm more of a legend?!" He yelled in surprise.
"Yyyyyyyyyea..." I said uncertain.
"AMAZING, THE LEGEND OF OWAIN, GOES STRONGER THAN EVER BEFORE!" He yelled in victory.
Oh my god, why! What is wrong with this person, though through all that bravado, I do sense a good soul. Maybe he's not half bad...
I charged again, but he struck first, cutting a small gash into my shoulder. I flipped back, and Our swords met. I made a wide arc, and he countered it, knocking the sword out of my hand. I flipped into the air, and swiped it out of the air. I practically flew down, slashing down onto his blade. He mounted his stance and threw me off. His swordmanship, its a lot better than that of any of the other swordsmen I faced so far in this tornament. By this time, my last match, A Wyvern rider named Gerome, went down at this time, Owain has some serious stamina, I have to fight harder.
Our fight went on for at least half an hour, and i was staring to lose control. Exhaustion hit me harder than his strikes, and my movements were gettingslurred. I had gashes on my legs and chest, blood dripped my my mouth.
"*huff...huff...* Are you done yet?" I asked hopefully.
"Not until you lay down you flag." He said in confidence. I can't believe this, I'm losing conscienceniss, and he looks like he just came into the arena. Theirs no way i can wear him down, I have to take him down by knockout, or i might as well throw the match. I charged again, and met his blade. This time i've lost all me mercy, and slashed his ankle. He yelped in pain, and buckled his knees. I put on leg behind him, and pushed him off his feet. As soon as he hit the floor, I didn't waste time putting my blade to his throat.
"Owain is down! The winner is Robin, by knockout!" The annoncer yelled to the crowd. I heard cry's and screaming for me all across the entire arena. Their all cheering for me, how refreshing.
I offered a hand to owain, and he took it.
"It was an awesome battle, thanks Owain." I said with a smile. It was true, He may have put me through hell, yet I had so much fun. Even if my body is still full of pain.
"It was my pleasure, head for the top Robin." He said smiling. I helped him on his way to his mother. She gave me a stone cold glare as I passed by with her son.
"Uh, sorry ma,am. I really didn't mean to hurt him, i ju-" I started
"Save it, its okay..." She said, her glare slowly disapearing into a smile. "I'm happy for you, yet sad for you."
"Why do you say that?" I asked.
"Well... You'll be facing off against lucina, next round." She said shivering.
"Hey now, theirs no guarantee that inigo will lose the match." I said in desperation. Inigo seemed more skilled than Owain, theirs not much of a guarantee that lucina will beat him in the next round. Though if i do face her, I better use my head while I have it.
"You know that's what you get for spying on women!" Lissa mused. "I remember a man named Vaike, Always used to spy on women, until all of us gathered together and laughed at him when he was bathing... good times."
Yikes, I better think fast, or Maybe i'll lose something worse than my head, like my dignity, or my pride.
"You'd better watch the match if you thing i'm kidding." Lissa said.
I saw over the view and saw the beautiful bluenette lucina, and my possible savior inigo. The match went on with inigo insantly taking charge of the fight, with graceful, yet deadly moves. Just when i thought things couldn't get better, just when i thought i was saved, she did something that i never expected her to do.
"Aether!" She Yelled. Her sword glowed gold, and she jabbed at rapid speed. He barely dodged, and her sword grazed his shoulder. She back up instantly, and as if she were a blur, she was behind him, sheathing her sword, as a large gash appeared on inigos chest. It wasn't deep but it was painful enough for him to admit defeat. Just like that i knew my life might have just been cut short.
Sorry it took so long but... here is the new chapter! Review me please!