Awakening of Fate
Chapter I: Outrealm Kerfuffle
"I won't surrender!" Corrin cried out as he rushed toward the throng of foes before him.
He felt the draconic power within him begin to flow as wings sprouted from his back allowing him to fly towards his opponents with greater speed. Spinning his body in a spiral Corrin swung his sword in a deadly arc and cut through two of his opponents, one of which was a spearman while the other was an axe-wielding warrior. The enemy was upon him in seconds. A myrmidon, spearman, and warrior all converged upon the young man.
Corrin knew he was at a disadvantage when the spearman began jabbing at him. The spears longer reach made it harder for Corrin to land a blow, as he was kept away. The myrmidon came in from Corrin's left and swung at him with at him with deadly precision. Corrin was barely able to raise his own sword to parry the attack.
This defensive maneuver cost Corrin however as the warrior swung at him with an axe and nicked the warrior's side. Corrin's armor protected him from being cut but the blunt force trauma of the axe caused him to buckle slightly. The spearman tried to take advantage of this by stabbing his weapon towards Corrin.
There were three dull thudding sounds which caused the spearman to stop in his tracks before falling facedown into the grass. Corrin saw three knives had dug their way into the spearman's back and looked around to see his companions had also begun fighting. Felicia kept her distance using her preferred weapon, a set of throwing knives. Azura on the other hand had engaged the remaining myrmidons and spearmen. Lilith was breathing streams of energized water at the cavalry while avoiding arrows from the rows of archers.
With one of his foes dispatched, Corrin renewed his attack on the remaining two so that he could hurry and assist the others. The myrmidon he faced began a complex series of sword strokes against him, but Corrin was ready and either blocked or deflected the attacks against him. When the warrior came in from the side Corrin kicked out at the man catching him in the face with is foot. Dazed from the blow the warrior was unable to mount a defense as Corrin's free arm transformed into a spear-like appendage and skewered him through the abdominal area.
The warrior coughed up blood but wasn't dead from the blow. Raising his axe above his head, the man brought it down swiftly against Corrin's arm. Corrin cried out in pain from the blow and quickly retracted his arm from the man. The attack had been partially nullified since Corrin transformed but he could see the indentation of where the axe had struck against his armor and from the throbbing in his arm knew it would be bruised.
Still with the warrior mortally wounded Corrin could focus his attention on the myrmidon. The two of them squared off with one another before clashing in a blade lock. Corrin felt himself being pushed back as his damaged arm prevented him from using it at full strength. He tried to kick out at the myrmidon, but the target expected the attack and spun away before countering with a swift downward slash.
This time Corrin's armor was unable to prevent damage to his person as the myrmidon's sword cut through his thigh diagonally. Corrin clenched his teeth in pain and pushed through it by swinging his sword at the myrmidon. His attack caught his target off-guard and landed on the myrmidons side where his armor was thinnest. A shallow wound was all that was inflicted however as the myrmidon was able to shift his weight to avoid some of the attack. The myrmidon jumped to the side and repositioned himself into a better stance. Corrin tested putting weight on his injured leg and felt it buckle in failure.
"Damn it!" the young man swore as he tried to prepare himself for combat again.
Suddenly Corrin felt a warm energy envelope his body as the pain from his arm and leg vanished. Looking around he saw the Felicia had taken out one of her rods to heal his wounds. Nodding a silent thanks to the maid Corrin smirked at the myrmidon and charged in at the man. What he didn't notice was Felicia finishing off the wounded warrior who attempted to blindside him.
Felicia took stock of the battlefield, trying to decide where best to put herself. Azura was hurt slightly but still holding her own while Lilith had managed to kill off a few of the archers. The small dragon however was exhausted, and Felicia could see it by the way she moved. Deciding that her talents were best used to support Lilith, Felicia drew some knives from her personal stash and launched them at the archers and cavalry.
When her targets turned their attention to her Felicia faltered slightly but continued running until she was in range to heal Lilith. Felicia's staff glowed slightly as a transparent aura burst forth and enveloped Lilith. With her wounds healed up Lilith happily charged back into the fray. Felicia took out more knives and threw them at the archers killing three of them. She then turned her attention to Azura who by now had killed her myrmidon opponent.
Azura was in a worse state than before. She was bleeding profusely from several cuts along her arms and legs while also sporting a large stab wound to her shoulder. The two spearmen were keeping the light-footed woman on her toes the entire time they fought with alternating quick and heavy strikes. Backing away from the duo, Azura created a small gap to catch her breath. She knew she was in trouble.
Her defenses were shot thanks to her shoulder injury. While the myrmidon had been easy enough to take care of due to her having the reach advantage when she went after the two spearmen she found they were more proficient with their weapons than she was. One of the spearmen leaped into the air and tried to dive-bomb her with his weapon. Azura was ready for this tactic as the duo had used it before.
While her attention was focused on the airborne spearman the one on the ground had run her through. Now that she knew what to expect Azura ran to meet the spearman on the ground. When she was a couple of feet away Azura stabbed her spear into the ground and vaulted overhead of her target kicking the stunned man in the back thrice before pulling her weapon from the ground simultaneously with her landing. As the spearman stumbled from the attacks, Azura deftly twirled her spear before quickly stabbing the man in the back countless times.
Falling face forward, the spearman died without making a sound. Azura cast a quick look around and saw Felicia running towards her, staff in hand. Behind the maid however near the eastern wall of the fortress was a sight that brought dread and fear into the eyes of the young woman.
"REINFORCEMNTS!" Azura cried out in alarm just as Felicia healed her of her injuries. Corrin, Felicia, and Lilith all turned around to see more enemies had arrived.
"Corrin, we have to retreat, there are too many for us to fight!" Lilith exclaimed as their foes began to charge.
"Where can we go?!" Corrin yelled as he and his companions ran towards the western wall.
"If we try to go back to Nohr or Hoshido then we'll be killed." Azura added as they ran.
"We'll just have to escape to another outrealm for now." Lilith told them as they came upon western wall portcullis.
Looking around desperately, Corrin found one of the outrealm orbs that contained a green meadow and point to it.
"That one right there!" he instructed and lead the charge to it. Corrin, Felicia, and Azura ran to the orb and jumped into it while Lilith flew in with them and as their bodies flew through the space-time anomaly a strange sensation came over Corrin.
What are you?! Leave this place, Trespasser!
You ask me what I am but what are you?!
What I am is of no concern to a trespasser. This world belongs to me and you cannot have it. Begone now or feel my wrath!
I can't leave just yet, because my friends and I are in danger. We shan't linger in this world for too long so give us time to recover.
NO, when dragon gods gather together, their powers disrupt the balance of the world which is why you must leave now!
Sorry to spoil things for you but I'm no god.
Liar, Trickster, Deceiver; I can smell it on you and if you shall not leave of your own volition then I will dispatch you myself.
Corrin felt the sensation leave him and soon was overcome with darkness.
Ylisse – West of Southtown
"Chrom look, there is somebody lying down over there." A young blond girl called out as the sun shone down across the meadow.
"Milord, we should observe caution for it might be a trap." a man armored from head to toe stated as he rode his equally armored steed towards the third and final member of the group.
Chrom stood atop a small hill overlooking the meadow and saw the person in question that had been pointed out to him.
"Nice work Lissa; let us go see if they need help." Chrom stated ignoring the cries of caution from the armored man. As Chrom and Lissa approached the still form on the ground their third member kept a vigilant watch on the surroundings. Although they were in a meadow with nary a hiding place to be see, he was resolute in his duty.
"Chrom, what should we do? It doesn't look as though they're sleeping? The body angle is all wrong, but I also don't see any injuries." Lissa told Chrom looking over the person, a young woman dressed in foreign clothes.
"We should determine whether or not she can wake up before we do anything." Chrom responded.
"CHROM, LOOKOUT!" Lissa suddenly cried out in fear as a tear opened only yards away from their location.
The mounted man was immediately on the move, rushing towards the tear as fast as his horse would carry him. "Milord and lady please get away from there!" he yelled.
"Sorry Frederick but I won't leave this woman defenseless against whatever comes through this anomaly." Chrom stated while drawing his sword.
Lissa pulled out a long wooden staff and backed up a few feet, her eyes darting fearfully from Chrom to the stranger to the tear. Seconds later forms appeared from within the tear before falling out. A man, followed by three women landed in the meadow. Well two of the women landed, the third one crashed upon the ground. The newcomers looked up with fear turning back to the tear.
"Corrin, it isn't closing. Some of the enemy troops might have made it through." One of the women stated.
She wielded a spear and had long blue hair. Another woman, this one younger than the first but also with blue hair looked around confused.
"I'm human again?!" she cried out and from her garb she seemed to be a servant of some sort.
The last woman, who had crashed into the ground, was clearly a maid from the way she was dressed and was still struggling to right herself from her unfortunate position.
"Milord, we might have bigger issues!" the maid cried out as she caught sight of Chrom and the others. The male, whom Chrom could only conclude was "Corrin" turned to face them and Chrom, could see the young man's jaw clench intently.
"Enemies to our front and enemies to our back." Corrin stated angrily. At that point Chrom and his companions saw more figures appear and fall out of the tear. These newcomers were dressed in purplish-red armor. Upon landing they immediately set upon Corrin's group. Chrom rushed in and deflected an attack made against the unarmed servant who ran away from one of the armed combatants.
"Fredrick, Lissa to arms. We will help them!" Chrom commanded.
"Anyone who attacks an unarmed person is obviously in the wrong." He followed up as he stabbed his foe through the chest.
Corrin saw the unknown persons coming to their aid and smiled as he fought back to back with Azura.
"We seem to have made some friends, Azura. Let's finish this fight so that proper introductions can be made." Corrin spoke as a spearman tried to skewer him.
With Azura by his side however the attack failed as the songstress herself deflected it allowing Corrin to counter with a lethal cleaving strike. Felicia saw Chrom take an arrow to the shoulder and immediately rushed over, healing him with her staff.
"My thanks to you, but should a maid really be taking part in combat?" Chrom asked as an axe-wielding foe came down upon him. Before the man could attack however Felicia downed the foe with a flurry of knives.
"I am more than capable of holding my own, thank you." She replied. Chrom noticed a myrmidon approaching from the rear and deflected the attack with ease before cutting the man's arm off and stabbing him through the neck.
"I stand corrected. Let us rout these dastards then and be done with this." He told the maid before rushing deeper into the melee.
Lilith scrambled out of danger and tried to revert to her dragon form but was still unable to do so. She saw Lissa in the back waving a staff and decided she would be more useful out of harm's way. Making her way to the back of the meadow the young dragon saw that there was a person lying amidst the field and hurried over to inspect them.
"Hey are you ok?" she asked the unconscious person. Lilith was unprepared for what came next as an explosive headache suddenly erupted in her mind.
Submit to Grima!
Who are you?!
Submit to Grima and become my pawn
I refuse; I am no one's pawn. Never again shall I be used and abused.
Run from it, fight it, or struggle in vain little one but in the end, all shall serve Grima.
As suddenly as the headache came about it ended and when it was done Lilith saw the right hand of the unconscious person had a fading glow. Just who is this person? Lilith thought to herself. The woman in question opened her eyes and Lilith saw red irises slowly fade to grey.
"Who are you? What's going on? Where am I?" the woman asked, concern lacing her voice as she quickly tried to take stock of her situation. Lilith knelt and sat upon her knees as she tried to calm the woman down. This person had dark blue almost black colored hair, which was a stark contrast to Corrin's own blazing red locks. Her skin was tanned probably from being out in the sun unlike Corrin's pale complexion.
"I can answer some of your questions ma'am but not all of them." Lilith replied eying the woman.
She was dressed strangely. Her boots were a darker shade of brown than her pants and the shirt she wore was close to whit than tan. The centerpiece of her outfit however would have to have been the large hooded coat she wore. It was dark blackish-purple with golden accents along the bottom and gold lacing holding hit near the neck like a clasp. The woman nodded in response to Lilith which was signal for her to begin.
"I am Lilith, a retainer in service to Prince Corrin. We are currently under attack by a group of unknown persons in a place we don't know. However, when we arrived in this mysterious land we saw you lying on the ground surrounded by people. These people have come to our aid against those who would do us harm and I have retreated to safety so as not to get in the way of anyone." Lilith explained.
The woman nodded and stood to her feet.
"That's good enough for me then. It looks as though our forces are being pushed back though." She stated looking over the battlefield before her.
Lilith watched as the woman pulled out a strange multicolored tome in her left hand. Raising her right hand, the woman caused the book to open and flip pages until it landed where she wanted. "Join me Lilith, it's time to tip the scales!"