Ha, I should have written this before I submitted the prologue so you could read them both. My bad. Ah well. Here's chapter one! We're starting off with how the game begins, after the Prelude.

I included as many quotes from this time as I could remember, which were more than I though I could remember *laughs* Also, if it's a bit confusing in the beginning, I'm glad. It's supposed to be that way. I'm trying to get our protagonists voice across, and right now, she's be very confused.

Random question: Should I do split POV's between Lenna and Korru? Or should I just stick mainly to Lenna? I'm rather torn on what to do. Maybe I'll write Chapter 2 in Korru's POV, see if I like it.

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Chapter 1

She woke, eyes still closed, to rustling leaves, the scent of flowers and a summer day, and the feel of warmth playing across her face and exposed right arm. She was instantly struck with the terrifying revelation that she had no idea who she was, where she was, where she came from or even where she was from. She had no idea who she was and that terrified to where she almost let out a small whimper.

No! She choked it back. Make no sound… make no sound… She could dimly realize that a memory was returning: she'd fought brigands. Maybe they were still around….

She stiffened as she heard voices. Two, they sounded male, were arguing and a third, a female, was trying to break them up. She couldn't pick out any words from her fuzzy state, but she prayed that these three were friendly. Finally, she heard snatches of words.

"Frederick… out. Let… find."

So one of the men's names was Frederick. Good to know, I suppose. She thought.

She still didn't open her eyes, but she sensed this Frederick character bend over her. Now that he was closer, she could pick out his scent. He smelled of armor, of horses and of sweat. Underneath was a slight musky scent, a mix of mushroom—mushrooms!—and some sort of black tea that was strangely appealing and comforting. A new memory hit her: she had a very sharp nose. As that memory reach her, another struck home: her ears were very sharp too. As the fuzziness went away, she could hear the other two people shifting on the grass and talking. She sensed Frederick pull away and she heard him tell his—companions? Friends?—that she was breathing.

Oh, so I'm not dead. Good to know. She thought, half sarcastically.

It suddenly occurred to her that this fuzziness wasn't fuzziness; it was a ringing in her ears. As she realized that, she suddenly felt a dull throbbing in the back of her skull, which quickly blossomed into full blown pain. She realized she had one hell of a headache. That made her groan before she could think.

"I think she's coming too!" Frederick called. His voice was deeper than she'd thought. Or maybe she'd gotten the men's voices confused.

"This guy still isn't!" The other man called.

Guy? What guy? There's another guy?! She thought, curious and suspicious.

Finally, the woman sighed, her voice annoyed. "Chrom, we have to do something."

So the other guy's name was Chrom. Okay. That just left the woman and one guy left unnamed.

"What do you propose we do?" Chrom answered. His voice was deep too. Maybe a bit deeper than Frederick's? She tried to find Chrom's scent, but between the headache and Frederick standing nearby, she couldn't pick his out.

"I… I dunno!" The woman responded, suddenly worried.

That woman let out a gasp, so the other one, trying to pass as unconscious, figured the mystery guy was waking up.

"Hey there!" The woman said. It sounded like she was smiling. She suddenly gave a small giggle.

"There are better places to take a nap than on the ground, you know." Chrom said, amused. "Gimme your hand."

She heard the rustling of clothes and figured mystery man was on his feet. Time to wake up too.

She forced her eyes open and closed them with a small yelp of pain. The sunlight just made her head worse!

Damn headache… She thought angrily.

"She's awake!" Frederick called. "But I think she has a headache. Her eyes closed immediately after opening and she gave a small yelp of pain."

"Help her up, Frederick!" Chrom called back.

"I'll check on her as soon as you do!" The woman added.

She felt strong hands work their way under her shoulders and she tensed slightly. Frederick gently lifted her up, but even that slow movement made her head worse. She yelped again and squeezed her eyes shut tighter. Frederick held her steady, and she felt his hand go gently over her eyes, offering more shade. "Lissa!" He cried.

"Coming!" She heard light footsteps race over the grass to her. Lissa smelled of springtime and lilacs. It was a soothing scent that made her remember something else: lilacs were her favorite flower. She remembered someone—her mother?—weaving lilacs into her tail fur, until both tails would be braided with lilacs.

Wait, I have tails? She thought. She suddenly realized that yes, she did. She gave an experimental flick of both, and then her ears flicked. Well, that would explain the heightened senses.

Everyone gave a slight gasp as her hood was lowered. Lissa gently checked her over, while Frederick's steady arm was wrapped around her waist, one hand still over her eyes. She sensed Lissa raise her staff and then she felt the healing energy wash through her head. The headache vanished almost immediately, and she felt Frederick draw the hand over her eyes away. He still held her steady. Finally, she opened her eyes, finally taking in sight.

Frederick was tall, and he was broad shouldered. His hair was dark brown, his eyes chocolate brown. He was dressed in heavier blue armor, and a powerful, noble looking war horse dressed in the same colored armor stood patiently nearby. A silver lance was in a sheath on the horse's side, and she assumed it was his. He reminded her of someone, but she couldn't quite grasp it.

Chrom was just a bit taller than her, yet shorter than Frederick. He didn't look as broad shouldered, but from what she could tell with his bare arm, he looked well-muscled. His hair was blue, as were his eyes, and an odd mark was on his bare shoulder. A noble looking sword was strapped to his side, and a slim rapier was slung across his back.

Lissa was shorter, with blond hair done up in twin pig tails. Her eyes were a light blue, and her face shape was similar to Chrom's. Maybe they were related. She was obviously a cleric, as her staff was still in her hands. She sheathed it behind her back and gazed at the girl before her.

Mystery man was the most familiar out of the bunch, and she could remember why. His hair was ginger and his eyes were green. He seemed just as confused by her as she was of him. He obviously wasn't part of the group that found her.

"Are you two alright?"

"I think so." She replied.

Mystery man gently held his head in one hand. "Yes… Thank you, Chrom."

"You know my name?" Chrom turned, seeming surprised.

"I—Yeah?" Mystery man replied, looking nervous. "That's really suspicious."

Frederick let out a snort as if to say no kidding! She gave him a sidelong look and turned back, just in time to see Chrom turn his blue gaze to her. "Tell me, what's your name?"

She started at him in growing horror. Crap. She didn't know! "I…. I-I don't know."

"Great." Frederick growled. "Two strange people with amnesia, one who knows your name, milord, and who wears Plegian like clothes." He was obviously not happy with her, but he didn't move his arm.

She had to respect his sense of duty. Still, she figured she could repay him. "I think I'm steady enough to stand on my own." She said to him, flicking an ear.

Frederick gave her a neutral look and slowly moved his arm, more out of slight worry that she would topple over than anything else. When she stayed on her feet, albeit swaying slightly, he finally backed up a few steps. Once she was steady, she jumped at the chance to ask a question. "What's Plegian?"

"Plegia is Ylisse's western neighbor." Lissa replied. "They tend to send brigands into our territories to start a war."

"That's…" Mystery man choked, seeming shaken.

Chrom was gazing at the two of them thoughtfully. "Alright, we'll take you to Ylisse's capitol, Ylisstol."

So we're in Ylisse… she thought.

Frederick started. "Milord, are you sure that's wise?" He turned and gave the two amnesiacs a hard look. "'Twould not do to let a wolf into our flock."

She narrowed her eyes and drew her lips into an annoyed frown. Deciding to have a little bit of fun, she coughed. Frederick glanced over at her, did a double take and gracefully didn't apologize, though she was sure she saw a slight blush rise to his cheeks.

"They haven't done anything to harm us yet, Frederick." Chrom smiled. "C'mon."

Frederick sighed and went over to his war horse. He climbed into the saddle and rode behind the two amnesiacs. Chrom stopped as a town came into view. He turned to the two following him and smiled. "I think we should introduce each other. I'm Chrom, though you already knew that." He beckoned to Lissa. "And this delicate one is my little sister, Lissa."

"I am not delicate!" Lissa protested. She turned back and gave the two amnesiacs a big, friendly smile. "Ignore my brother, please, He can be a bit thick sometimes."

Chrom then nodded to Frederick. "And this is Frederick the Wary."

"A title I shall wear with pride." Frederick said, half sarcastically. "Gods forbid someone keeps an appropriate level of caution." That was total sarcasm there.

She couldn't hold back a little giggle. She liked this guy. He was rather funny. Frederick seemed taken aback that she'd giggled. Mystery man had a thoughtful look. "It's nice to meet you all." He murmured. "Huh. I just remembered my name. It's Korru."

"Korru? Is that foreign?" Chrom wondered.

Korru… Korru… that sounds familiar… She thought. And suddenly, her name burst through her mind. "Ah! My name! I just remembered my name!" She cried, ears perking. "It's Lenna."

"Lenna…" Chrom tried the name. "That also sounds foreign…. Huh. Well, it's good to finally know your names!"

"So what are you?" Korru asked. "You seem to hold yourself with a noble bearing and yet you lead a… threesome band of militia?"

Chrom laughed. "Well, we aren't a threesome. There are more. We're the Shepherd's, Ylisse's militia guard.

"You guard sheep… in full armor?" Lenna cocked her head. "But where are the sheep?" She muttered to herself, looking around.

"We're shepherds of the people. We guard them from brigands." Frederick responded.

"Oh. That… That makes a little more sense." Lenna flicked a tail tip. "But seriously, no sheep?" She muttered to herself. She was actually hungry.

Any further conversation was cut off by Lissa's shrill cry. "Chrom! Look! The town!" She pointed.

The other four turned to look and started. Were the town had been silent and serene before, it now raged with orange fire, black smoke and shrill screams. Chrom took a step forward. "Gods! Come on, we have to help them!"

He and Lissa sprang forward, but Frederick called them back. "But what about these two, milord?"

"If they aren't on fire as well, it can wait!" Chrom retorted.

"Aptly put, milord." Frederick dipped his head. The three Shepherds sprang off.

"But-!" Korru trailed off.

Lenna gave him a look. "Alright. You make the choice. I'll follow you're lead."

"What? Why?!" Korru jumped.

"Honestly, you're the most familiar thing here. I don't why, and it drive me crazy, but…"

Korru turned to gaze after the Shepherds and then wordlessly raced after them. Lenna swiftly sprinted to his side. "I was hoping you'd choose this path." She grinned.

"You'd have gone after them anyways." Korru accused.

"Maybe."

"Heh."

They raced on after that. Chrom and the others had stopped at one corner of a marketplace. They were just about to attack when Korru cried out, "Wait, Chrom!"

The three fighters in front of them wheeled around in shock and Korru and Lenna skidded to a stop next to Chrom. "Korru?! Lenna?!" The blue haired man cried, blue eyes wide. "What are you doing here?!"

"Honestly, I don't know myself." Korru admitted. "But I'm armed."

"I'm armed too." Lenna replied, flattening her ears a little bit at the screams. "I have a bow, a quiver full of arrows and a sword."

"Well, if you want to help, it's much appreciated!" Chrom nodded swiftly. They all moved into position and Chrom turned back to Korru. "You have a sword at your belt and… is that a tome? You can do magic?"

Korru slowly blinked once. "I… think so."

"You think so?" Chrom blinked. "Right, I'll just stand behind you for the time being then."

"No I think I can handle it. I think." Korru responded.

"Very reassuring." Lenna replied sarcastically.

He ignored her, which was probably the smart thing to do, instead murmuring something to himself. "How does this work again…? Ah yes."

And so the battle began. Frederick was a great and skilled fighter, controlling his horse and his lance effortlessly. He still reminded me of someone. Chrom was incredibly skilled with his sword. Said sword nibbled at my mind, as if I knew what it was. Of course, I couldn't remember. Lissa was incredibly skilled with her staff, and so gentle. Korru alternated between his tome and his sword, both of which he was skilled with. I mainly stayed to my sword, but I did offer ranged support when I felt we needed it.

As they were fighting, Korru suddenly remembered that he was skilled with tactics. That helped them out considerably. They eventually fought their way to the leader, and he was not happy. He was also rather strong. Chrom and Korru teamed up on him, and the fight was over quickly. Chrom turned two the two amnesiacs and smiled. "Thank you, for helping us out."

"But holy wow, Korru! Swords, magic and tactics! Is there anything you can't do?" Lissa grinned. She turned to Lenna. "And you! Your sword work is awesome, and I don't think I've ever seen a bow wielded so skillfully!"

Korru blushed slightly and Lenna rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. Chrom looked at them with a friendly gaze. "You fought to protect Southtown, and that makes you both friends."

"We should still bring them back to Ylisstol." Frederick chimed in, as suspicious as ever.

Chrom was about to reply when a townsman came up to them. "Milords! Please, stay with us. We are simple folk by all accounts, but we will gladly hold you a feast as thanks!"

"Thank you, but no thank you." Frederick answered. "We must reach the capital by tomorrow."

It took Lissa a minute to hear him. "I'll take my meat medium rare and no salt in the soup. I simply—wait what?! We aren't staying?!"

"We must reach the capital." Frederick repeated.

"You have a very strict lieutenant there." Korru blinked.

"Yeah, strict is one name I can think of!" Lissa moaned.

Chrom turned to them, a teasing grin on his face. "Frederick only smiles when he's about to bring down an ax."

"Duly noted." Lenna chuckled.

Frederick coughed. "You do realize I'm still here, right?"

Chrom turned to him, grin widening. "Oh we realize."

"Milord remains as hilarious as ever." Frederick muttered sarcastically.

Lenna and Korru burst into laughter, Lissa and Chrom following close behind them. Even Frederick managed a chuckle. Finally, they wished the townspeople good-bye and headed on their way.

Well, there we have it. The first fight. I'm sensing these chapters are going to be rather long, as I'm following the game through every fight, including Paralouge chapters and Risen ambushes. Each chapter is going to be a fight I think. The paralouge's (especially Anna's) are going to be a little difficult for me to figure out how to get them in. If you guys have any tips for that, let me know!

Supports... I need to figure out how to do the supports too. Hmm. Lots of things to figure out for this story *chuckles*

QotD: Same question as the last. Who are your favorite characters, character wise and tank wise?

AotD: For both of those, tank and character wise, it has to be Lon'qu and Owain. I love all the characters (even Yarne, though his selfishness drives me nuts, and Severa, though she's a spoiled rotten brat who also drives me nuts), but my favorites have to be the swordmasters.