|My FEA FanFic Fire Emblem Generation|
Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 1Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 1 by Valiant-Horizon
Footsteps rang out at a fast pace within the castle halls. Not from a spy trying to steal secrets, nor an assassin maneuvering to kill off some nobleman. It was just this young boy running through the hall being… well a young boy. This boy certainly possessed a few iconic features on him. Fair skin, blue hair, blue eyes, and a mark on his right hand that bears proof of his royal bloodline.
The energetic youth had his sights on the big door at the far end of the main hall. The walls floor and ceiling decorated with elegant patterns. He sprinted with all his might and slowed down his legs long enough to halt right before the towering gate. He placed his little hand on one side of the doors and pushed. It slowly swung open enough so that the boy can stick his head out. His face just went alive with excitement over what he saw.
Within was the Throne Room; a vast mural, which depicted the tale of Chrom, was on the walls. A lovely back and white tiled floo
Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 2Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 2 by Valiant-Horizon
World for Tomorrow
15 years later
Blades collide in the heat of a battle between two skillful swordsmen.
They trade a couple more blows at close range then parrying back in the center of a medium size ring. Onlookers stand on the sides with all attention on the duel. There was a divided hand of people cheering for one combatant while another cheers for the opponent.
One of the combatants was Prince Alexander. The once limitless energetic youth is now a full-grown Lord of Paragon. He wore the dark blue clothing handed down by his ancestors before him with a white cape flagging in the wind, and just like them he grips the legendary Parallel Falchion as his weapon. It’s elegant silver steel attached to the most decorated guard in the entire realm with its grip wrapped in blue.
Alexander stands his ground in his combat stance and panting in endurance “Getting slower Toan?”
“Still a lot quicker than you.” The opponent responds.
Fire Emblem Generations Chap. 3Fire Emblem Generations Chap. 3 by Valiant-Horizon
Brothers and Sisters
Alexander and Toan make their way out of the castle boundary and into the surrounding city. They exit the gate out of the castle and into a square centered with a large fountain with sculptures of Chrom Lucina and Valiant standing true at the top as water dances in the tub below. A series of road paths break on all sides leading to different streets filled with lively people going about their business.
The duo follows their path toward the main gate straight down the path adjacent to where they just exited. They were walking through a
Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 4Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 4 by Valiant-Horizon
Boots on the Field
Armonia Forest, Ylisse
Out in the Summerwoods, life still goes through the casual mood. Blue skies dome the forest canopy, wildlife in its natural habitat, and a village burning.
The once peaceful village of Armona is now in chaos. War cries from vile thugs ring through the burning village. Groups of these scum storming houses and grabbing any piece of metal they can get their hands on. The innocent folk flee from the armed bandits. Flames blanket the numerous buildings among the town.
In the square the Muscle-Headed Leader stands proud at the horror that has beset upon the town with its village Leader in rope. His bare upper body shines in sweat with a few armor plates on his shoulders and arms. The only clothing he bears is a loincloth obscuring his manhood and rear-end, and boots meant to crack human skulls from underneath.
The Lowlife wraps his arm over the hostage’s shoulders and turns him toward all of the chaos and yells, “Take a look around Chief
|My FEA FanFic Fire Emblem Generation|
Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 8Fire Emblem Generation Chap. 8 by Valiant-Horizon
Walk through the Halls of Old
Both Lenoura and Alexander were inseparable for the entire night. Catching up through the 15 years that they’ve spent apart.
The daughter of the Western Khan didn’t spend the last years being papered, she underwent the training of her life. Her father tells her “A Khan who can’t topple every soldier in their army is no Khan at all!” this of course didn’t stop Lenoura from her work. Lenoura found that sword fighting is the one particular thing that she was good at. From the standard soldier to the heavily armored knight, she knew different tactics to overcome them in combat. From archers to mages, she knows how to close the gap between herself and their defenseless selves. There is not a combatant in the Feroxi that can best her in the field of battle. This shows promise for her Father knowing who might take his place, once she can defeat him of course.
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