Here's the first chapter! I'm going with short ones to make it easier to update in the case of getting writer's block… Obviously I don't own 5Ds or FEA so… for the moment, enjoy!

Chapter 1

"By the gods, we've found another one," a male voice says.

"C'mon Frederick, lighten up a little!" This time, the voice belongs to a female.

I groan a little and blink a few times. For a few seconds, I can't see, and my head feels like a rock. Then my vision slowly comes back, and my head suddenly bursts into pain. I close one eye and look at the two in front of me. One of them is a man with brown eyes and brown hair, wearing armor that is a mix of blue and white. The other is a young woman with blonde hair held up in twin ponytails, blue-green eyes, and a lacy dress with yellow sleeves, a white apron over the yellow skirt, and the front that covers her torso is brown.

"Uh… who… are you?" I ask.

The girl sticks out her hand. "I'm Lissa, and this is Frederick."

My mind feels like mush now, and my memory draws nothing. Zero, zilch, nada. It's just one big blank, other than the throbbing pain. "Sorry, I can't remember anything."

The man—Frederick, right?—snorts. "Yet again, a pile of pegasus dung."

Lissa scowls and rolls her eyes. "Ignore him. He's got trust issues. So, you can't remember your name?"

"No," I reply, wincing. God, why does my head hurt so much? Not just my head—my stomach also feels injured. "Ngh…! You keep implying that I'm not the first you've found like this," I say, ignoring the pain and looking at Frederick. "Who was, or were, the others?"

"Just me," a slightly familiar feminine voice replies. "Although, I certainly wasn't injured. Lissa?"

"Right! Sorry!" the blonde exclaims. She holds up a staff—a black pole with an intricate golden 'U' at one end, a glowing blue orb set between the 'U'—and says, "Sit still for a moment, alright? Heal!"

A light comes out of the end of her staff and surrounds me for several seconds. When it dims, the pain lessens—doesn't fade completely, but lessens. I scoot back a little. Healing? What? I know my memory is a complete blank, but I certainly don't remember abilities like that! "What… what did you just do?"

"I cast a simple healing spell," she replies, tilting her head. "Why? Something wrong with that?"

"Well… I don't think that existed… wherever I'm from. I would definitely remember that."

"You would also 'definitely' remember your own name," the man in blue armor huffs. "I don't trust your judgement."

"Then you don't trust my judgement?" the same woman from before asks.

This time, I turn to face her, and something twinges in my memory. I back up farther away from the group and put a hand to my head. "Grima… the fell dragon Grima…" I mumble. Strange, I can't remember my own name and yet the sight of a total, well, maybe not total but still a stranger lets me remember something like that. It doesn't sound good, either.

"What was that?" the woman asks.

I shrug; quickly deciding to keep that a secret. "It was nothing." Yet, as I look at her clothing—a black robe lined with gold and purple pulled over white clothing—I can't help but feel like I've seen her before. Somewhere… "Uhm… What's your name?"

"Oh right, I never introduced myself! I'm Xylia, tactician of the Ylissean Shepherds." She extends a hand and helps me to my feet.

Thunk. I turn around; something metal had collided with the ground when I stood up. Looking down, I see it was a sword. Not only that, but also a strange book. Both are shades of red. The hilt of the sword is decorated with what looks like the bones in a dragon's wings, extending out around the blade, with the grip itself being the shape of a curled up dragon and darker red than the blade. The book doesn't have a title, or an author for that matter, but it does have a picture of what looks like a dragon curled in an upside-down 'U'.

I pick up the book with one hand and the sword, with a little bit of difficulty, with the other hand. It was heavier than I expected it to be. "I assume these are mine?"

"They're certainly not ours, and we're the only ones here, so… they're yours," Xylia says. "Look, you even have a sheath. As for the tome… well, I guess you're like me. Swords and sorcery."

I look down. There is a small brown belt wrapped around my wait. There is a sheath on my left hip, and when I put the sword in it, it fits perfectly. I also notice my clothes—a red shirt with armor over my chest and shoulders and the same colored pants—are muddy and torn in several places. The tearing is worst over my stomach, where there is a jagged, circular hole at the center of it, exposing my skin. There isn't any blood, but there is a scar in the shape of a circle around my bellybutton. Even… magic… must not be able to get rid of the entire injury.

"Hmm…" the dark-haired woman hums, staring at me with a peculiar look on her face. "Until you remember your name, we'll just have to give you something. Otherwise, we'll just call you Girl. Or worse, Sully will start calling you something stupid like Ruffles."

"Why? You don't even know me!" I reply.

"That's exactly why," she replies. "You have no memory, and nothing other than the clothes on your back and those two weapons. Brigands are always a problem around these parts, as well as the threat of these strange creatures that started appearing two days ago… Without any help, I'd say you'd be dead in a fortnight."

"O…kay then, I'll take your word for that," I reply. I have no idea what a fortnight is. Yet another thing I have to ask about… "So, am I joining your group or something?"

"You're joining the Shepherds… mmm… how about we call you Amaryllis?"

Something twinges in my memory again. This time, it's a full sentence, spoken by a female voice that I don't recognize. "I Summon Phoenixian Cluster Amaryllis!" Okay… no idea what a 'Phoenixian Cluster Amaryllis' is. Also, who was the woman speaking in that? I'll have to find out later. For now… "Sure, you can call me that."

"Then it's nice to meet you, Amaryllis," Lissa pokes in. "Follow me! You still have to meet the others, and my brother!"

The girl grabs my arm and starts pulling me away, but Xylia stops her for a moment, leans in, and whispers, "Don't let her and Chrom fool you. They're both Ylissean royalty."

There it is again! 'Ylissean'! "Uh… is that the country we're in? Ylissean?"

"Well, it's actually called Ylisse…" Xylia says, trying to hold back a smile.

Lissa lets out a short laugh, apologizes, and starts laughing again. But then she stops, and terror crosses her face. She points behind me and shouts, "Risen!"

"Is that some sort of spell?" I ask. It doesn't sound like one, but I'm curious.

"No, it's those creatures I mentioned before," the dark-haired woman mutters, pulling out a yellow book not unlike my own, only that there is a lightning bolt depicted on the front cover instead of a dragon. "Get behind me; this is going to be a fight for our lives."

"A fight for our lives?" I turn around. At first, I think I'm looking at a crowd of people slowly walking towards us, but then I realize three things. One, their movements were way too jerky. Two, their eyes glow red. Three, one of them has an ominous purple glow.

To make matters worse, they're all armed with swords or axes except for the one with the purple glow, who has a bow in hand. The three of them with axes look like savages, and their clothes are made out of wolf skin or something. The others have some type of purple or dark grey armor on. All of them groan in some way and start advancing on us.

'What are these things? Zombies?' I think, pulling the sword out of the sheath.

To be continued…

Ah yes… hitting action already. If it isn't obvious by now, "Amaryllis" is actually Sky. She'll go by that name at least until one of the other Signers is found because of the lack-of-memory thing…

For those of you who don't know, in Awakening, you can create your own character at the beginning of the game—the Avatar, whose default name is Robin. Xylia is the one I made at the beginning of my third data. I'm using her because I wanted the Avatar to be a girl, but my second data has a male Avatar and in my first I played as Sky, so that would've been awkward… hilarious, and I even considered using her, but awkward.

Thanks to Ulrich362 for reviewing the prologue! Anyone else have anything to say? I would greatly appreciate comments, questions, ideas, or even if you say why you hate this story or something. Constructive criticism is also something I would like to see. Please leave a review and tell me what you thought!