I don't own fire emblem, or any of its characters, but I do own a desk... its made of mahogany... mahogany... mahogany... I don't know why, but that word is so freaking additive to say! Anyway moving on... Oh and one last thing, this chapter is pretty gory, so people who don't wanna read it, then okay. I just made it gory to fit Slades sadistic personality. Back to the story. Slade is a dread fighter in this story.
I stood in front of Slade, his face beaming with joy. Though why is he smiling? He's about to have a battle to the death with his own younger brother, and yet he's smiling like Christmas came early. I have to win, because if I don't, then all say goodbye to Lucina forever.
"You know what?" Slade started. "Not yet..." He jumped up back to the stands, and gave a loud, piercing whistle. Suddenly, something was breaking its way out of the dirt, slowly, and abnormally. A risen crawled its way out of the ground, and not just any risen, it was taller, more rustled, and had long, messy hair, that spread over his back. His face, like all the other risen, deathly pale, with a stitched face. A large steel ax, wickedly sharp, hung at its side.
"This is a risen chief." Slade went on. "A fierce leader of the Risen, and your warm-up today." His smile gave away his sadistic personality.
"Fine, doesn't matter anyway..." I muttered. Warm-up or not, I don't care. Drawing my superior edge, I charged at the monster, and slashed its side. It let out an un-earthly roar, and swung its ax furiously at me, grazing my right arm. Hissing in pain, I parried his last strike, went for a wide-arc slash, and cut off his left arm. As soon as he was discombobulated, I slashed through its chest, sending him flailing in the air, disappearing into the mist.
"Ooh... brutal." Slade said smiling. "You know, you inherited more from our father than I thought."
From my father? Did I really get my brutal side from my father? I always thought I was born from a good swordsman... maybe I was wrong.
"Don't look out buddy, where there are risen chief's, there are... Risen... come on, join the party!" He waved in a nonchalant way, as the gates re-opened, and 4 more Risen poured in. I need to take them out fast.
"Astra!" I yelled. My blade stared to glow an florescent green, and my strikes became rapid. The first came at me, yet I flipped over him, dragging my sword across its face, as I flew. Landing on the second Risen, my sword already pointed down, and stabbed right in the cranium, I slashed in a wide-arc, chopping third Risen's head off. The fourth Risen fell at a single stab at its chest, as it disappeared into the darkness, along with its fallen companions. I stared up at my brother, grinning.
"Is this pitiful test over yet?" I asked.
He nodded. "apparently it is... now for the duel." He jumped down, landing on his feet, his killing edge drawn. "Now it begins." He charged, his blade, connecting against mine. Our blows were in perfect sync, slashing, striking, parrying every blow. My brothers technique was flawless, no matter how much I tried, I couldn't match it. He soon overwhelmed me, knocking my edge out of my hands.
"It's OVER!" He yelled, as he slashed down onto me, missing my neck by an inch. I could feel a stinging pain in my ribs, telling me, he had managed to successfully strike me. Luckily it wasn't deep, yet it was going to be an inconvenience in future battles. Ignoring the fierce pain I felt, I fought harder. He had stricken at my side, forcing me to parry. I knocked the blade out-of-the-way, and struck his ribs.
He jumped back hissing in pain. "Wow... not bad, this ain't gonna be easy, so i'll indulge you to see my skills... vengeance!" He cried. His entire body went up in purple fire, his composer turned darker. "Vengeance is a skill that powers me up, depending on my injuries. They may not be much, but this is enough for a boost."
"What the hell?" I muttered. He went at me again, striking me with profound ferocity, taking my by surprise. Each blow he made took a tax on my arms, bending back my wrists, and bruising my arms just from withstanding them. Looks like theirs only one thing I can do to keep up.
"Ignis!" I yelled. My body purplish, blue fire-like aura. I charged with surprising power, and managed to match his vengeance. Our fight was like that of a gods, our aura, flaring like beings of fire, our blades, smashing against each-other, creating shock-waves into the air. This fight was starting to drag on, from minutes to an hour. I don't have time for this, I have to save Lucina. As we fought, I took the time to scan the surroundings. The gate was open, and was poorly guarded. All I need is a distraction.
"Not bad Slade, but this is where I draw the line." I said, reaching into my pocket, and taking out a smoke bomb. I threw it on the ground, and watched the entire arena go up in smoke. Now's my chance. I thought. Taking into a sprint, I rounded the corner, and entered back into the catacombs, and hallways.
"Now where are those damn dungeons?" I muttered to myself. It took awhile, but I managed to find the cob-web filled dungeons, and started opening every door in the place. First all I saw were Risen, then a little boy, (who ran off outside) a midget... (which attacked me, psychotic bastard) and an obese man with a sword. (won't even begin to tell how hard it was getting him out) Finally after random calling, (and loud knocking) I found Lucina's cell. As soon as I opened the door, a sword was thrown at me. I managed to duck, the sword sailed over my head, and impaled itself in the stone wall behind me. Lucina tackled me, and started punching me.
"L-LUCI-AGH! S-STOP-UGH! IT ME- OOF!" I yelled.
As she began to focus on my face, her punches slowly stop. Before she was done, my right cheek was bruised, and my lip was cut badly.
"Agh... why Lucina... why?" I muttered through the pain. She didn't look to good. Her face was abnormally pale, and cut in some places. Her pretty blue hair was ruffled and messed up, sticking out in random places.
"Robin?" She asked. I nodded. "Oh thank the gods, I thought it was Slade." Her voice was somewhat distressed.
"No, its just me, we should probably run." She nodded, and with that, we were off, heading for whatever exit there was.
"Robin?" Said Lucina.
"Yes?" I replied.
"I'll be your friend... okay?" She finished.
I was silenced. Just a few weeks ago, she wanted to kill me, but now, she wants to be my friend. Its weird how that works.
"Of course." I said with a smile. Well, chock that off the list of people out to kill me. We finally found the exit, but as soon as we ran out, I ran face to face with Slade.
"And just where do you think your going?" He asked sadistically. He revealed a yellow thoron tome in his hands. A lighting bolt came right for me, piercing my shoulder, leaving a burning hole, three inches apart. I fell to the floor, pain, surging through my system. Blood poured through my wound, leaking all over the grass. My screams echoed crossed the air.
"ooh... that had to hurt." He said nonchalantly.
"Robin!" Lucina yelled. She tried running, yet she was held by Slade, and throne to the ground next to me.
"Sorry Lucina..." I muttered weakly. Slade used his foot to spread me out on the ground.
"now to make sure you don't go anywhere..." He started, before slamming his foot on my knee. All I heard was a loud crack, and excruciating pain. He... just broke my right leg didn't he.
"AGH! GAHHH!"I screamed. He was putting me through hell, and on his own brother too.
"Yeah... that's it." He smiled sadistically. "My Risen chief lost a lot in his battle, including its left arm. let me give you the same ordeal." He jabbed the tip of his sword into my left shoulder, slowly sinking it in, making me scream even louder. I don't think I've been in so much pain before.
After that he just stopped. "I won't cut off your arm, because your my brother... but you get the point... I guess I win bro..." He said before picking up Lucina, she was kicking and screaming in his arms. This is my chance, while his back is turned.
I brought out my Arcthunder, and launched it, sending a lightning bolt, strait through his abdomen. He coughed up blood and fell to the floor. I rolled on the ground, till I was next to him, putting my sword to his throat.
"Not bad bro..." He managed. "You win, but for now."
He whistled again, and Risen picked up his body. "Oh, one more thing, your not from this time. that's all that I need to say." He said before disappearing.
I'm not from this time? What the hell is that supposed to mean, I guess I have to find out later right... well my bodies numb, and my burnt shoulder smells funny, but other than that, I feel fine... oh god there go my organs, I though as the darkness spread over me.
Well thats it, and I have to say, its better than my other chapters. well I did the whole grammer check thing, so I think i'm good for now, thanks!