What's up everyone? Thank you so much for the reviews and replies. I really need them for my motivation. Anyway I should give some disclosure about this story. I realized that Reyson just isn't getting enough love huh? I'm sorry but there are quite a few important chapters in the game that are necessary to my plot so it may take a while for him and Ikyna to meet. However I'll try to put him in most of the chapters until then. Besides that Ike should be meeting his OC real soon :) Please be patient as the story progresses. Also, although I'm trying to keep to the story line of the game it's not an exact copy of what you may have played. Oh and there is a reference in this chapter that isn't in the game but it is a reference to another story I would like to start at some point.

I don't own any fire emblem characters

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Greil's POV

Ike's eyes began to tear up as he let out a long yawn. With a delay he placed his hand over his mouth and moaned tiredly. "You seem tired boy, did you not sleep well last night?" the mercenary commander said as he strode up to his sleepy son.

Ike began to rub his eyes through a weak smile, "Well I was a little excited last night so it was hard to sleep but mostly..."

"Good morning everyone!" Ikyna's cheery voice brightened the room suddenly. She wore a wide grin as she questioned her brother, "whoa bro, you don't look so hot."

The oldest twin rolled his eyes before finishing his sentence, "I couldn't sleep because someone had their elbow in my ribs all night."

Both father and son turned their gazes towards Ikyna as she blinked back at them innocently. She sheepishly put both hands behind her head and shrugged, "Sounds terrible. I slept fantastic though."

"Of course you did." Ike muttered under his breath.

Greil smiled as he looked between his two children. His son was scowling slightly, although he wasn't really mad, and his daughter stood with an angelic grin, though she was fully aware of what she did.

It amazed him how much those two had grown. If only his beloved Ellena could see them now he wishfully thought. Ike was developing into a handsome young man. He was tall and slender but also toned. Aqua hair, much like his mothers, sat on his head in a bundle of messy spikes. It impressed Greil how well his son looked dressed as a mercenary. From his black leather boots to the green sash tied around his forehead, Ike looked like a formidable opponent. Greil made a single nod in pride.

Lastly he turned his attention to his daughter, his beautiful daughter. She wore thin knee-high boots and black leggings. Her blue shorts went to the middle of her thighs and she wore an orange tank top with a sleeveless light teal vest over it. Her wavy hip length blue hair was pulled into a neat French braid with a few unruly strands hanging in front of her face. Indeed, she was a mirror image of her mother. Their temperaments were not alike though; after all, Greil mused, his daughters pig-headedness didn't come from her mother.

"So is that the surprise?" Ike addressed his sister while pointing to the object strapped to her back and successfully bringing his father back to reality. "Oh?" Ikyna turned her neck to see what he was pointing at and smiled. She turned around for him to get a better look at the green iron bow she was carrying.

"Archery?"

Ikyna nodded emphatically, "I've been practicing very diligently."

"I never knew that." Ike said thoughtfully as he tapped his chin.

"But wait there's more." Ikyna reached for the ends of her bow. On the bow limbs she pulled out two iron knives. She spun them around in each hand and made two quick swipes with both in the air.

"What do you think?"

Ike nodded his head as he scanned his sister, "Well it does help with the disadvantage of close range attacks on an archer."

Ikyna gave a thumbs up, "Exactly. Now I'm covered for both long and close range attacks."

"It sure is lively so early in the morning." The three mercenaries turned towards the woman in white whom was speaking. Her thick fire-red braid swayed as Titania addressed the teenagers.

Ike and Ikyna respectfully inclined their heads towards the senior mercenary; she smiled gently back at them.

"So you've arrived. What news do you have for me?" Greil said with his arms crossed over his broad chest.

"The villiage nearby has asked for some assistance. Apparently a group of bandits are occupying the area and are troubling the locals. It's an easy fight, I can take the brothers with me."

Greil nodded silently as he processed the information. "Alright, why don't you take Ike and Ikyna with you?"

"Really?" Ikyna asked excitedly.

Their father put his arms around both of his kids, "I'm leaving these two in you care. Make sure you show them the ropes."

Titania nodded seriously, "Yes commander."

Greil left and the female paladin glanced between both youths. "Let's get you two set up and ready to go."

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Reyson's POV

Reyson's eyes fluttered slightly as they opened slowly. He took in his surroundings hesitantly, not sure where he was at the moment. His body felt warm under, what he discovered as, a thick wool blanket. This was his room, he discerned, but he could not recall how he arrived there.

"So you're finally awake."

The heron snapped his neck around to see the owner of the voice. "Tibarn." He weekly replied; his throat was unnaturally dry at the moment. 'Ah, that's right' Reyson registered in his mind. He had passed out after being overtaken by an awful headache.

Tibarn dipped his head in acknowledgement, "How are you feeling?" he inquired while placing his large hand on the frail bird's shoulder. "You gave Janaff the scare of his life."

The hawk king tried to mask his own concern by joking about his subordinate. Reyson only looked down in response. Tibarn saw fatigue in the Heron's tired green eyes. As he opened his mouth to speak again Reyson spoke, "I'm feeling fine."

Tibarn began to scowl at the Prince's response. No matter what his mouth was saying, the ivory bird's trembling body said otherwise.

"Reyson…" The hawk softly began.

Reyson speechlessly shook his head. "Honestly." He said while slowly brushing Tibarn's hand off his shoulder. In fact, the heron was not being honest but both laguz knew this. Tibarn knew well enough, however, not to push that matter farther. If he did, he'd damage the poor bird's ego, so he dropped the discussion.

Reyson was aware that Tibarn was most likely holding his tongue to the myriad of suggestions he wanted to make. Yes, Reyson should rest more, eat better, and just in general take better care of himself; but he was glad Tibarn wasn't lecturing him about the same thing again.

For one reason, Reyson had no intention of changing his somewhat neglectful way of tending to his own health, and secondly there was still a whisper of dull pain pounding in the back of his head. He began to gingerly rub his scalp to massage some of the throbbing away.

"In either case, you should take extra care of yourself now." Tibarn cautioned.

"Why is that?" Reyson said as he continued to stroke his head.

Tibarn's face grew grave as he began to speak, "It seems that there is some unrest beginning to start near the borders of Crimea and Daein."

"How did you come to know this?"

"I have a pair of very good 'eyes' and 'ears'." Tibarn said with a subtle smirk.

"That's true but what do the affairs of human squabbles have to do with me?"

"You know your kind are greatly affected when wars start to break out. I don't want you getting sicker than you already are."

Reyson would have complained about the dig at his health but the steadily intensifying drumming in his head put an end to any protest. "Is it already a full-out war?"

Tibarn made a hum sound thoughtfully, "Ulki said not yet, but things don't look optimistic."

The heron laughed bitterly then sighed, "Ah, is there nothing these humans can do that doesn't make my life worse." He began to clinch his fist angrily as the thought of humans crept into his mind. No matter what they did, it was he and his people who suffered. Not that Reyson worried about the war, no if fact he would love for the rats to slaughter themselves over whatever petty reason they had conjured up in their minds, he simply didn't enjoy his body weakening from the chaotic atmosphere of war.

"Be that as it may..."

"Be that as it may?" Reyson incredulously interjected. "Are you brushing aside the main problem? Those humans, what they are doing..."

"The main problem here is your health!" Tibarn finished with a stern expression. The heron returned the Kings look with an equally stern and livid face. Reyson knew he was letting his frustration get the best of him but at this point it didn't matter to him. He wanted to vent and yell even if his body wasn't strong enough at the moment.

Tibarn sighed in exasperation as he noticed the obviously dismayed prince shaking with anger. He saw Reyson's tightly balled up fists and shook his head. This heron was going to drive him insane he lamented. Why couldn't Reyson be like all the other herons, calm, docile, and meek?

Reyson was so headstrong and stubborn; he was barely a heron at all. Tibarn didn't know how he could keep the Prince safe when he spouting such hateful lines. "Don't concern yourself with revenge Reyson." He said with a hint of warning in his tone.

"Why shouldn't I? What do I have to lose?"

The hawk felt his own irritation starting to rise. Although at times he enjoyed how strong-willed his friend could be, his blatant disregard for his own health was more than bothersome. "What do you have to lose?" he asked in disbelief, "Everything!"

"No! I have nothing!" Reyson shouted back furiously. "They took everything from me!"

Tibarn blinked rapidly, startled by the herons sudden outburst. "They killed my friends and family."

"I know that Reyson, and believe me I hate Begnion just as much as you do…"

"No you don't! How could you?" The heron carried on in near hysterics, "The massacre took away my life! How can you understand how I feel? Those monsters didn't kill your entire family!"

Reyson suddenly gasped and clapped his hands tightly over his mouth. He couldn't believe what he just said; and he regretted it immediately. What was he thinking, saying something so thoughtless? He was so caught up in his own feelings that he forgot to consider those of his dear friend. It was true that Tibarn hadn't lost his entire race like Reyson; but the hawk king did not leave the Serenes Massacre without his own deep wounds.

"I'm so sorry." Reyson quickly apologized. Tibarn's face was frozen for a second as the words rammed against him. His eyebrows furrowed in anger but his mouth stayed flat and indifferent. "Its fine." He said through tight jaws, "You're not feeling well so…"

"That's not an excuse." Reyson said in a pleading voice, "No matter how sick I feel that doesn't justify how I spoke to you. I should never talk to you that way."

He helplessly watched as Tibarn abruptly stood up and began to leave, "You should get some rest." Reyson couldn't see the hawks face but he could imagine the dark and hurt expression. It was the face he always made if 'she' ever came up in a topic.

"Please, forgive me Tibarn. I was wrong and I shouldn't have said such a thing that dishonored you or Luna."

Tibarn flinched at hearing her name. His wings tightened and his body seemed to shrink as it contracted. "Tibarn?"

"I shouldn't try to compare what I lost to your losses." Tibarn began to admit. "I still have a land of healthy hawks to call my own." He slowly turned to Reyson, his face looked less angry and more pained as fought the old wounds that were threatening to surface, and said, "But I did lose the most important things in my life and that is why I'm going to keep you safe with your consent or not."

Reyson saw the hawk gain his complete composure again and his muscles relaxed as he continued, "Because I'll be damned if I'll let anyone take away someone important to me a second time.

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Ikyna's POV

The female mercenary groaned as she looked down at her red and throbbing hand. It had sustained a minor injury when she absorbed the wild punch of a bandit during the fight. He really hit her with all his force she decided as the pulsing increased and a dark purple bruise began to form. "Is it really that bad?" Ike questioned as he walked beside her.

The group of five mercenaries were returning from their victory in near silence accept for the occasional wince from Ikyna. "Eh? Not really, I suppose." she replied while trying to flex her injured appendages. Ike took his sister's hand and studied the deep violet blotch that was still spreading down from her fingers to her wrist. "You should definitely have Rhys look at that."

"Yeah yeah." she casually said before drawing her hand back.

"Try to not be so reckless next time."

Ikyna just kept nodding without really listening as she placed her hands behind her head. Reckless was the only way to win the fight at the time. When she drew the bandit in on purpose the best way to land a worthwhile blow was to have him close enough to make it count. Yes she had taken damage to her hand, but that wasn't her bow drawing hand and besides that it allowed her to cut the tendons in the bandits arm.

"You sacrificed your hand for a finishing blow. It worked this time but you shouldn't expect to be so fortunate all the time sis." Ike didn't even look at her as he spoke. He knew what she planned the whole time.

"I know." She said in a low whisper.

"Ask for help if you need it Ikyna."

"That goes for you as well." She said while making a motion to a small cut he had received on his arm from the enemies axe.

He nodded with his usual serious expression, "I guess you and I can both follow that advice a little better."

"Sure, but I think we'll be fine either way."

Ike looked curiously at his sister, "I mean, we won today right?"

"Yes, but that was largely thanks to the help from Boyd, Oscar, and Titania. We couldn't have won without them."

Ikyna had to agree that the more experienced fighters played a big role in the victory over Zawana and his goons. Even Boyd impressed Ikyna with the way he was able to wield his axe with such skill. On the other hand, she and Ike contributed to the fight. In fact Ike delivered the fatal blow to Zawana.

"I still say we did a pretty spectacular job today." Ikyan said.

"Indeed, both of you were really excellent." Titania said as she joined the twin's conversation. "Your father was right to assume you'd be good at this type of work."

"It was thanks to you guys that we were able to succeed." Ike humbly added.

"We assisted you, but you and Ikyna have both come so far."

Ike gave a modest smile, "Look at our father though, we still have a long way to go." He blankly stated as Ikyna nodded in agreement.

"There's nothing you can do about that. After all, Commander Greil is…" Titania stopped mid-sentence as if she realized she shouldn't finish what she was going to say.

"What about my father?" the young mercenary asked.

Titania waved her hand dismissively, "Oh it's nothing."

The twins exchanged glances, "Nothing, now I'm really curious." Ike said. "Me too, what are you hiding?" Ikyna followed suit with her brother and pressed the white Paladin for answers.

She was not swayed in the least, "Your father will tell you in time." She plainly said before pulling farther ahead of them on her white horse.

"That was just vague enough to make even more interested." Ikyna said and received a nod from her brother.

"I wonder…" Ike stopped speaking suddenly and turned his head towards a couple of bushes on the side of the road. His blue eyes stayed focused on the area a few moments before his sister piped in.

"What's the matter?"

Her twin's brows furrowed as he slowly placed his hand over the hilt of his sword. "I thought I heard something from those bushes over there. Did you hear anything?"

"Uh…bush people?" She said with a confused shrug.

Ike responded with a raised eyebrow and shook his head. He slowly began to stalk closer to the bush. His attention was completely focused on the short shrubs that swayed slightly. Just as he was raising his sword to attack without warning an explosion of green leaves burst towards Ike and knocked him to the ground.

"Brother!" Ikyna dashed to the brother's side but then stopped in surprise at what she saw. As the leaves settled down to the ground she could see clearly what had tackled Ike.

Resting on her brother's chest was young woman. Ike struggled against the girl's body but she had him pinned beneath her. Her long white hair fell over him and he could feel her hands grasping his shirt. "Excuse me." He grunted out.

The woman slowly raised her head and Ike heard himself gasp softly. Dirt and shallow cuts covered her face but they couldn't detract from the piercing sanguine eyes that looked up at Ike. "Please." She began in a weak voice, "Help me…"

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Whoa this was an exceptionally long chapter for me. My arm is so tired. I apologize in advance to all the Zawana lovers that missed me writing in the Fire Emblem chapter 2 battle. No worries though, it's a game about war so battle chapters will come up eventually. I'm trying to not focus on the fighting to much though because you can play the actual game if that's all you want. I'd like to try and develop character relationships more so. Therefore I hope you won't be disappointed if I skip certain fights that you are particularly fond of.

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