I don't own fire emblem or any of its characters, so no suing. I just hope the stories getting any better, cause I'm gonna do the grammar check from now on, before I post the story, happy?
Running through the morning air would've felt better if I wasn't wearing this freaking heavy cloak. My Myrmidons garb was a lot better for movement, yet I actually felt much better in this form. My movements were slower, yet I was able to think more about my tactics, how to strike, how to dodge with more ease, even at this form. Plus, I had more experience with a tome than I thought. (He has a natural talent, giving him a talent of C for now.) I'd been running for an hour now, sweat pouring off my brow, I finally decided its time for a break. I sat down onto the rough trunk of the tree next to me.
"*huff... huff...* Hmph, my head..." I muttered.
Peeking around each of the corners, I finally spotted my first shot of light. One of the clearings! Taking my first real breath in a while, I walked slowly into the clearing. It was wide, and covered in lite green grass. It looked like the area that I first woke up in, giving off the friendly scent in the air. My eyes stung from the light, probably from the fact that I'd been stuck in the deep, dark forest area's.
Looking around, I saw nobody was here. That's good, I'm not in the mood for another fight, my muscles just won't take it. Now... Dante mentioned something about a prize for finding a clearing. Maybe...
There was nothing, maybe someone had finally beat me too it. Maybe I should take a longer break, or maybe a just a nap. No, if I take a map, then i'll end up getting caught in a fight, and losing a tag the first minute into the game seemed like a terrible idea. I decided to leave before any of these people show up. Something glinted on the ground, like a few grains of glitter on that ground. I walked over to the object and picked it up. It was a book, or more specifically, a tome. A yellow tome, with a lightning shaped mark on it. As I opened, I began to study it.
"So... this is Arc-thunder." I murmured to myself.
I don't know how, but I understood all of it. Extending my hand, three lightning bolts rained from the sky. They struck at the ground next me, creating a well-sized explosion. My face dropped (anime style). Dammit this is gonna attract serious trouble. I ran out, as fast as I could, meeting the darkness of the forest that followed.
"Yeah... I definitely messed up there. Guess some more practice is in order. I heard running and shuffling in the bushes around, great people are coming. I ran faster through the dark-green hanging branches and trees, that surrounded me. My silver hair, ruffled beyond recognition, small nicks and cuts across my face, from facing un-naturally sharp thorns, or leaves sticking out of the plants.
There was the light of another clearing around the field. Running for the light, faster than I thought I could, tripping over the roots that surrounded the forest ground like snakes. I found the clearing, and managed to find a place to have a bit more of a break. I don't have to fight, I just have to survive!
"So, you found this place too huh?" Came a familiar calm voice behind me. My senses shot into overdrive, my hand, going for my sword instantly. I spun around and saw Roy, behind me, grinning like a maniac!
"Wah! d-don't scare me like that dammit!" I yelled. Roy jumped back in surprise.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." He said hastily. "But... remember what Dante said about sparring for a tag?" I nodded. "Well, let's go!"
He must not be serious. He must have chosen me, because he can beat me a lot easily without amatsu. Though, I don't think I'll ever get that sword back. Dante was right, its time for me to suck it up, man up, and face this challenge without amatsu, and f I lose... then I lose!
"I... accept!" I said with confidence. I drew my new silver sword, and got into my fighting stance. Roy made the first move, jabbing near my ribs. Countering the strike, leaving him wide open, I cut a small nick, on his shoulder. He grunted and backed up. I was on him again, swinging my sword at him it a rapid pace. My skills as a swordsman had changed significantly. Instead of jabbing, I was slashing. My strikes were slower, but a lot more controllable. I guess change is a good thing.
"Nice! I told you, you could do better without that sword!" Roy said happily. "Now I don't have to hold back!"
"Hold what now?"I asked. He was already on me, slashing at me, fast and steady. His stance was flawless, and that's even counting the way he fights. After of fighting I was finally victorious after tripping him, and putting my blade to his throat.
"Nice buddy! I told you amatsu didn't matter! You're a great swordsman either way!" He said with gusto. He shoved his crimson tag in my hand and ran off with a weird-looking grin on his face. I took time to admire my new tag. The tag glimmered in the sunlight, making a small red glow on the ground. Well that's one down, one more four more to go!
I ran into the forest, and was stopped by my growling stomach. I think I finally got that tome down. After roasting a rabbit a lightning bolt, I ran for the lights around me. They're has gotta be a clearing here somewhere. The light brightened as stepped out into another clearing. The sunset lights surrounded me in bright red colors, smothering me in heat. I want to get out of here fast, so I'll just search around here, and get it over with. A dagger suddenly flew next to my face, and embedded itself in the rock next to me. My head flew instantly back, to see Ike, his blue hair even more ruffled than usual, a long blue tag in his hand. That must means he beat Marth again.
"Well well well... please meeting you here," I Ike said in his coy voice. "The nube who thinks he's that champ."
"Well well well... it's the man with more anger issues, than a god." I muttered back.
He grunted and drew his sword. "Are we gonna get this over with already?" He said demonically.
I drew my sword, and charged. He parried my first strike, and Went for a jab. Parrying his jab, I nicked his wrist making him grunt in pain, and fight harder. We went on for hours, keeping an eye on the setting sun. I'd better finish this battle fast, because I at least want three or four tags before Dante joins the game. Ike actually knocked my sword out of my hand, making it land in the ground next to me. He knocked my head with the hilt of his sword, making dizzying pain circulate my body. Falling to the floor, I tried shake the pain out of my brain, before his long slender sword, made its way to the side of my neck.
"I guess, I win my good friend... I'll take that!" He muttered. His hand went for my satchel, and took it. Digging around inside, he gripped my yellow tag in his hand's.
"Pretty, maybe you'll beat me next time, but in the mean time... rest!" He yelled and the hilt of his sword connected with my head. My eyes shit welcoming the ever growing darkness.
Well that's it for another chapter. Wait for the next one! That's it for now... later!