49The Awakening Gamer
Notification: I re-read the chapter and fixed some errors so you readers can enjoy.
Ferno16: Alright, now how to type this story…
Allen: What are you talking about? Don't you already know how to type a story?
Ferno16: ...no, not really
Allen: ...ok, first impression for my creator is; you suck
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Allen: Okay, Ferno16 owns absolutely nothing, oh and p.s. hes has terrible grammar and spelling so please correct him if you spot anything, thank you.
Ferno16: Aaaaand?
Allen: Oh yea and a special thanks to MaxFic for creating Naruto: The Gamer Files that inspire Ferno16 to type this story.
Prologue
Living in the middle of US was a 6 foot 17 year old guy with flat brown hair that grew pass his ear, he was currently wearing and old black sweater and plain jeans, his name was Allen Marel but he's only know as 'The Gamer'
Allen 'The Gamer' was currently laying on his couch staring at the credits of the game just beat.
"Finally beat this bitch."
He was currently living in a small cheap cheap apartment in the middle of Illinois, that not my many residents live in.
His room was full of all existing consuls from the very first Nintendo system to play station 4 and Xbox one, he had an entire wall full of video games that rival all gaming centers, and finally he also had another wall full of prices and awards of all gaming tournaments from the least to most popular one.
He was currently playing Fire Emblem Awakening, or was until his doorbell rang.
Allen groan and rub his temples. "Its better not be another sells man or they'll be hell to pay"
When he open the door he came face to face with a blond hair girl in school uniform with a hand bag.
"Oh, it's just you Elina."
The blond girl identified as Elina pouted cutely. "Mou… would it hurt you to be a little nicer."
Allen rolled his eyes. "Define... nicer."
Elina grind "Treat all girls like royalty: with respect and delicacy and you'll get a girlfriend for sure, dattebayo!"
Allens eye twitch. "You're not Naruto, you're not from Japan, you're life isn't a manga, cut it out."
Elina puffed her cheeks out. "You're no fun."
"Reality is cruel that way."
"You took that from Shingeki no kyojin."
"Just come inside"
Elina comes inside and closes the door. " What's your problem, you don't let me take things from manga but you can?"
"I don't take things from manga I just use them."
Elina gave him a flat look."What's the difference?"
"Taking something is making it your own aka copyright, using them is using them without owning them."
Elinas eye twitched, violently. "What kind of logic is that?... no wait, I don't want to know."
Allen went back to his 3ds. "So whats the visit about?"
Elina blinked. "Oh yea, the three annoying whores dumped my cellphone into the toilet again!"
Ah yes, Elina was one of the most popular girls in school. But sadly most of the female students were jealous for Elina been miss perfect. The specific girl picked on her from time to time. But the always do indirect attack like starting fake rumors, mess her stuff up, or leave note in her locker saying how pathetic she is. Allen only meet her because someone told her he could fix gadgets.
Allen took a big step back. "... please tell me you did not reach in for it…"
Elina sent him a heated glare. "First I used the culinary arts class kitchen tongs, second do I look stupid to you."
Allen turn slightly green. "Alright first, I can not believe you use the culinary arts class kitchen tongs second, you don't look stupid you just do stupid things once in awhile and third, I can not believe you use culinary arts kitchen tongs."
Elina didn't let up her glare. "You know if it weren't for you gadget fixing skills, I would kill you right about now."
Allen sighed and put his 3ds away. "Just let me see the damn phone already."
Elina takes a plastic bag out of her handbag with her cell in it. "I see your personal game stop hasn't changed much."
Allen takes the bag from Elina. "Not many games came out this year."
"Right… so how long will it take?"
"Do I look like a miracle worker? You just gave it to me three seconds ago, I need an hour or more to know how badly its damaged. Just sit down and play a game while I work on this."
"Mou…"
oxoxoxoxoxo
"Are you done yet?"
"Yes, I'm almost done, so stop asking already!"
Its been five Hours since Allen started to bring Elinas' phone back to life.
Elina has played through 14 different games and 5 different systems, and annoyed Allen 'unintentionally' to see if he could speed up.
Allen on the other hand… he just wanted to smash her phone, Badly. It took him two hours to take it completely apart only to find out that the problem was only one small lose circuit.
Unfortunately to him taking something something apart was easier than putting it back together.
Every piece was so small that it was taking a lot of time to get them hooked up up correctly, thank god he was done with it.
"Thank god that's over." Allen handed Elina her phone, and stretched his arms cracking a few bones in the process.
"Yay, thanks Allen-kun!"
Allen groan. "Honorifics don't work in US. Elina"
Elina rolled her eyes. "Whatever so… what were you playing before i came?"
Allen blinked. "Oh, I forgot about that, and its Awakening."
Elina frowned. "Fire Emblem? but aren't you terrible at strategy gam-?"
Elina was cut short when Allen dove pass her to the 3ds charger sticking out of multiple outlets laying on the floor and plugged it in.
"God damn, almost died on me."
Elina just had dumbfounded expression on her face. "Didn't you beat the game like.. two week after it came out."
"Yes, but this time its different."
She tilted her head to the side. "How so?"
Allen grind and held up his 3ds. "Clear the 'entire' game in Lunatic difficulty, classic mode, got all characters, completed all paralogues, all dlcs, and on top of it all no casualties!"
Elinas jaw dropped. "I call Bullshit! You may be a hardcore game freak, but you're the worst strategist in history."
Allen nodded. "True, but that is why its a big accomplishment to me, it took me three months to get where i am today."
Elinas eye twitched. "... you played Awakening for the past three months non stop?"
"Aside from sleeping three hours daily and school, yes."
The blond face palm. "... okay, i can see why it took three months, but did you seriously never left your apartment aside from school. But what about work?"
The brown head use to work in a demolition site during lifting moving all of that stuff, three months ago for fourth months. Which as a result got him a half built body, but after he quieted. He just watch what he ate and didn't get fat but didn't get any better.
Of course the blond didn't need to know about that.
Allen scoffed. "I don't tell you how live your life, do I?"
She pointed an accusing finger. "Yes you do, when i got here remember!"
"I wasn't telling you how to live your life, I told you to stop taking things from manga and make them your own."
Elina opened her mouth to retort, but closed when her fixed cell started to ring.
The blond slid the 'answer' in the cells screen. "Hello?"
"{ABOUT TIME YOU PICKED UP!}"
Elina was sweating furiously. "D-dad… you we-were callin-?"
"{I DONT WANNA HEAR YOUR EXCUSES WERE ARE YOU?!}" Roared her dad on the other end of the line.
The sweating blond looked at 'The Gamer' "At a friends house."
Killing intent started leaking out of the cell. "{Witch 'Friend' is it?}"
Allen called over. "My house, old timer"
Elina pale white ghost. 'NOOOOOOOO!'
The killing intent ceased. "{A good, for a moment I thought it was one one of those money hungry teen pricks.}"
Elina blinked once then twice. "Huh..?"
Allen filled her in. "I met you dad two years ago in parent teacher conference… you have a reasonable father, not many of those appear now and then."
"{And you're an honest man, most of the time Kid.}"
"I only lie when needed."
The blonde rolled her eyes. "Oh sure, and my hair is black."
Elinas' father sigh on the other end of the line. "{Still judge a book by its cover don't you?}"
"Do not!"
"{Yea, yea, just get back here already its almost midnight, and there's a thunder storm approaching.}"
The duo blinked and look out the window to see that it was indeed dark with thunder clouds not that far away.
Allen was the first to break the silence. "... yea you might want to go, he wasn't kidding about the thunderstorm."
Slam!
'The Gamer' looked the door for a moment, before realization hit him like a brick to the face. 'I spend five hours fixing her fucking phone, and i didn't get paid!'
Allen scratched his head furiously. "RAAAAAH! Elina you suck!"
Throoooouumm!
Allen flinched at the booming thunder and growled. 'It better not cut the power out.'
'The Gamer' flipped his 3ds open to see that the credits were almost over.
THROOOUUUMM!
Allen jumped a little and growl. "Stupid lightning, why don't you do something that will make it my worth while?"
BIG mistake.
KREEAAAACCCK!
Lightning hit the Transformer that gave the building power dead on.
Light bulbs, TVs, microwaves exploded throughout the building breaking windows and glass none stop causing panic among its residents. But the one in mortal danger more than anyone was 'The Gamer'.
Everything went in slow motion for Allen as he saw the lightning go through the power cord up to his 3ds. 'Lightning… you suck.'
And he blacked out
oxoxoxoxoxo
Allen blinked awake staring at pine trees that stretched far up. "... I'm alive… right?"
Allen grunted as he got up and look around. 'How did i end up in a forest in the middle of nowhere?'
Allen just picked a direction and followed it, or tried until he walked into a blue window that appeared out of nowhere. "Son of a…"
As soon as he saw what he walked into, he rubbed his eyes and blinked multiple times.
Southtown Forest: Unavailable
The forest is full of dangerous but weak beasts, mainly: wolfs, bears, and dears.
Requires: Class and weapon
Allen had blank expression on his face. 'Don't freak out, just take a deep breath and use your head.'
'The Gamer' just sat crossed legged Indian style in front of the window. 'Okay, what is this window about? It clearly provides information, but what does that have to doe with the requirements?... wait requirements? I only see them in video games...meaning.'
The brown hair teen inspects his surrounding again but more focus this time. Until he spotted a group of floating white arrows size of a mouse spread around pointing downward. Meh, he figured he might as well play along.
Allen approached the floating arrows. 'No wonder i didn't spot them before they only reach up to my knees."
He brushed off the dry leaves only to find a staff and a book.
You found 'Intro to Cleric.'
Would you like to learn it? (Yes/No)
Allen frowned. Clerics are great healers, but they are ridiculously vulnerable.
He taps 'No' and the 'Intro to Cleric' spans back where he found it.
'The Gamer' stares dumbly at his hands. '... okay, this is similar to chose your starter Pokemon, so... i just gotta chose one, lets see here.'
You found 'Intro to Archer'
Would you like to learn it? (Yes/No)
Allen tap 'No' immediately, long range weapons weren't his… favorite weapons.
You found 'Intro to Myrmidon'
Would you like to learn it? (Yes/No)
Allen blinked, Myrmidon… a swordsman, he taps 'Intro to Myrmidon'.
A swift specialist in the blade who makes for a tricky target.
The brown hair teen grind. 'Well i did always prefer the sword over a gun.'
He taps 'Yes', the book shot up and shot a yellow lightning like light Allen that made him close his eyes.
When he open his eyes and examined himself. He was wearing a uniform the sword classes use along with a sword strap at his waist. Once he finish inspecting himself, he was greeted with a blue window.
Status
Name: Allen Marel
Class: [Myrmidon (Active) Lv1: 0.00% Exp]
Hp: 60/60
Sp: 40/40
Str: 25
Mag: 20
Skl: 28
Spd: 28
Lck: 30
Def: 22
Res: 24
Points: 0
Gold: 0
Allen smirked, the stats are balanced out, although he wished that he could alter them a little.
[Way of the Sword E(Passive/Active) Lv1: 0.00% Exp]
Weapon: Bronze Sword
Class: E
MT: 3
Hit: 100
Crit: 0
Rng: 1
Dur: 50/50
The sword… he already knew how it works with all game plays.
Skills:
[Avoid + 10]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
The teen frowned about the 'skills'. He only had one, and it seemed familiar somehow. Ah screw it, quest first then try to remember.
He turns back to the blue window blocking the path.
Southtown Forest: Available
The forest is full of dangerous but weak beasts, mainly: wolfs, bears, and dears.
Would you like to go in? (Yes/No)
Allen pulled his sword out, taped 'Yes' and smirked. "Let the Games begin."
"Grrrrr~!"
'what the?'
Looks ahead of him and spots a wolf with drool leaking from its mouth. He could see the name of the beast floating above its head.
Hungry Wolf Lv 2
Hp: 20/20
Sp: 30/30
"Ah… shit."
The wolf pounced at its prey, in a panicked state Allen sidestep the animal and swung his sword down cut the wolf in half.
Critical Hit!
Allen blink, then scold himself. 'ALRIGHT Allen listen up! You stay cool and collected and bet this game! No more panicking like a nob!'
The Myrmidon train thoughts were broken when he wolf corps exploded into small blue bits and disappear.
Gain Crafting Material
Allen dismiss the blue window. "This… time... it'll be for real, no more goofing around!"
Quest Alert E
Get out Alive
Objective:
Reach the Meadow before Nightfall 02:00.00
Bonus Objectives:
?
?
?
Completion Award: 500 Exp
Complete Failure: 50 Exp
(Accept/Decline)
Allen taped accept 'Accept' and kept moving.
oxoxoxoxoxo
'Quest info.'
Quest Alert E
Get out Alive
Objective:
Reach the Meadow before Nightfall 00:13.95
Bonus Objectives:
Kill 25 Hungry Wolves
Kill 15 Dears
Kill 5 Bears
Completion Award: 500 Exp
Complete Failure: 50 Exp
100 Exp per Bonus Objectives
The brown hair teen nodded in acceptance and closed the blue screen. 'Alright making good time here, got a few crafting materials,haven't received damage yet, and… I can see the forest exit.'
He was almost done only five more meters and he would be done... or was until a wolf twice the original size blocked his way.
Hungry Pack Wolf Leader Lv 4
Hp: 40/40
Sp: 60/60
The Myrmidon took a defensive stance… or try at least. 'Okay just like before, no need to over think, or worry about this.'
The leader skull smash into his prey.
Bam!
Allen found himself skidding on the ground getting a good distance from the pack leader.
'God DAMN that hurt, how is this wolf faster than-!'
Oh… how bad he wanted to kick himself right now.
'Pack Leader' A.K.A. the boss.
Number one rule when fighting a boss; never under any circumstances, no matter how weak, puny, stupid, or retard it looks, never underestimate the boss.
The wolf growled and pounced at its prey in a blur.
"SHIT!"
Allen rolled away narrowly dodging the animal, and slash its side. "Payback's bitch!"
The leader lost 10 Hp, but that didn't stop it.
It made a full 180 turn shoot himself like a missile tackled the Myrmidon in the chest.
Critical Hit!
Despite the pain he was going through Allen saw the word right under his Hp and Sp bar.
That was the second time the brown hair teen wanted to kick himself. Rule number two in gaming always be aware of your stats.
He became angry and worried when he notice he only had 15 Hp left. 'Fuck! I make two mistake and it costed me three fourths of my health! Get your head in the game! Allen Marel!'
He glared at the wolf and charge at it, the pack leader saw the Myrmidon and mirrored his actions.
Five meters from each other…
The wolf jump at its prey.
Four meters…
Allen reversed grip his sword.
Three meters…
He cocks his sword back.
Two meters…
The pack leader aimed for his neck.
One meter...
But that was what the teen wanted.
Zero.
"RAAAAAAH!"
Allen ducked and swung his sword, cutting the beasts neck all the way to its hip.
Critical Hit!
The savage canine glued blue, and explode into blue bits.
Gain 100 Gold
Congratulations, You Lv up
But unlike the previous ones this blue bits gather and turn into a chest.
The Myrmidon blinked, and blinked again then shrugged. 'I... guess the bosses leave treasure chests.'
A blue window pop up when he opened the chest.
Gain Crafting Material
Despite how tired Allen was, he smirked 'Yeah that's right i owe you bitch!'
But his victorious celebration ended early when average hungry wolf bit his shoulder.
"Gah!"
The corners of his vision turned red, and dropped to his knees. The wolf circle around its prey, deciding where to finish it off.
He knew he was in danger, and for some reason it felt like a deja vu.
Then it clicked. Middle-earth. Shadow of Mordor = 'Last Chance: Right before the opponent finishes you off, find out where its going to attack and counter.
The Myrmidon glared at the beast observing its movements, waiting for the golden opportunity.
The wolf picked up the heated glare, and pounced to finish its prey off.
'NOW!'
Allen swung his sword skyward, hitting the wolf from under sending it over his prey. And to canines misfortune, it landed in a sharp branch of a tree that implanted in its gut.
The teen watched as the beast struggle until it exploded in blue bits.
Skill unlocked: Last Chance
Allen grew interested to have unlocked a skill, but resisted the urge to check it out, at least until he got out of the forest. Not wanting to get any more surprises.
Warning 00:01.00 Left
Allens eyes widen and sprinted to the exit. "Shit!"
He made a good distance between him and the forest, but got stopped by running into a blue window.
Quest Completed
500 Exp
300 Bonus Exp
The Myrmidon rubbed his poor face and growled. "Settings."
The Awards window changed to another but way bigger.
Allen dumbly stared at the blue window, then scratched his head furiously and roared. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! WHY AM I FORGETTING THE MOST SIMPLEST THINGS EVER?!"
Then it became silent except for the teens heavy breathing.
Ah, he sure felt better getting that out of his system, now where was he… a yes.
He studied the blue window, then stopped as he spotted his target.'Window setup'
He tap 'Window setup' and switched from 'Stationary' to 'Mobile' and close the window.
"There, one less pain to deal with. Now status."
Name: Allen Marel
Class: [Myrmidon (Active) Lv2: 32.76% Exp]
Hp: 17/60
Sp: 20/40
Str: 26
Mag: 20
Skl: 29
Spd: 28
Lck: 30
Def: 23
Res: 24
[Way of the Sword E(Passive/Active) Lv1: 41.62% Exp]
Weapon: Bronze Sword
Class: E
MT: 3
Hit: 100
Crit: 0
Rng: 1
Dur: 32/50
Skills:
[Avoid + 10]
[Last Chance]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
Points: 1
Gold: 600
He taped 'Last Chance' for more info.
[Last Chance (Passive/Active) Lv: Max]
Uses: 20 Sp
Conditions: 10 or less Hp
Effect: Regains 10 Hp
Find an opening through the foes 'Finishing Blow' and if all seems hopeless, don't give up till the very end.
Allen scratched his chin. This skill is basically for making comeback from a close 'game over'.
He tap the 'Upgrade' option. But all he got was a red window
Requires: [Swordmaster Class] and [Way of the Sword C]
The teen frowned. 'I see, even if its max out, I need to reach certain conditions and get certain items to upgrade them.'
He tap 'Avoid +10'
Grants 10 Avo.
Allen hummed. 'Bonus stat points.'
He closed the window satisfied with what he had, and laid on the soft grass of the Meadow.
He stared blankly at the stars hanging in the Sky. Just what is going on? One moment he was 'The Gamer' with his normal boring live. Next thing he knew, he woke up in the middle of nowhere with a video game ability.
His gaze shifted to the words hovering above him.
Allen Marel Myrmidon Lv 2
Hp: 17/60
Sp: 20/40
Was he in his own world? No… its too soon for conclusions.
His mind replayed all the events that took place. It all started when he received the end of lightning. He remember how painful it felt… even if it was only a second, it did hurt. Was he in coma? Is he dreaming all of this? If he did will he ever wake up? Why does this seem so familiar?... he didn't know. Nothing was making any sense to him.
"...just what the hell kind of shithole did I get myself into?" He ask no one in particular.
Screw it. He was tired and wanted to sleep. And so he did.
oxoxoxoxoxo
Hp and Sp were fully restored.
"Lucina, we have to do something?"
"What do you propose we do?"
"I… I don't know."
The Myrmidon groaned but didn't open his eyes. "Not so loud, I wanna sleep."
"Ah, ! see your awake now."
"Do my eyes look open?"
"Well, why don't you opened them?"
Allen sigh and open his eyes and froze like a statue.
Standing over him were the characters from the game he beat in the past three months.
Lucina and Owain.
The teen lying on the ground didn't show it, but he was currently going through a mental breakdown. 'HOLY MOTHER Of JESUS CHRIST IN HEAVEN AND HELL! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!'
Realization hit him like a punch to the face. Cleric, Archer, Myrmidon, Avoid + 10… this was FUCKING FIRE EMBLEM AWAKENING!
"There are better places to sleep than laying on the ground." Lucina offers her hand . "Here take my hand."
Allen stared dumbly at her hand before accepting it.
"Thanks."
He saw their names class and level above their heads.
Lucina Lord Lv 3
Hp: 60/60
Sp: 45/45
Owain Myrmidon Lv 3
Hp: 61/61
Sp: 40/40
Owain recognized the class Allen was using instantly. "Well, its nice to meet another swordsman that shares the heroes blood!"
Allen sweat dropped. "... come again?"
Lucina shook her head. "Don't mind Owain, he speaks like that with everyone."
"Oookay."
"May I know who you are?"
The question didn't come from Lucina or Owain. But another man in blue armor standing behind the brown hair teen at the words hovering above his he looked… old like in his late fifties, more importantly.
Frederick Great Knight Lv 61
Hp: 130/130
Sp: 70/70
What up with his stats?!
"Allen"
"What are you doing here?"
The Myrmidon pointed at the forest he came from. "Hunting, but other than that nothing much."
That was true. Instead of going for the goal, he went hunting for Exp. If he was honest, if he had gone to the goal from the get go. He would have arrived at the boss fight in 20 minutes.
Lucina rubbed her forehead. "Frederick, please don't turn this into an interrogation."
The Great Knight bowed slightly. "Just been cautious milady."
Allen deadpanned. "Do I look like a bandit or something."
Owain was the one that answered. "No my dear friend, but there been many bandit raids lately. That it make my blood boil!"
"How big are the raids?"
"The biggest we had to put down was 24 members. But they were no match for the heroes blood!"
"Seriously?!"
Lucina cutted in. "Yes, but only Frederick took part in it. We really couldn't do much that time."
"I see, so what are you three doing here?
"Patrolling" Answered Frederick plainly.
"Understandable, anyway it was nice talking to you three. I'll see you around."
With that the teen started walking down the road he assumed the Southtown was. But stopped when Lucina called out.
"Wait, were you going!"
He turn around."To the Southtown to restock and relax."
Owain jog next to Allens side. "Lets us travel to town together!"
Allen blinked. "You're going there two?" He already knew the answer but he would play along.
Frederick and Lucina walked up to the Myrmidons.
The blue head nodded. "Yes, it would also be beneficial for all of us."
"Strength and numbers I take it?"
The blue head nodded again,
Allen thought for a moment. He honestly didn't know what to think. In one hand he was actually talking to real life video game characters. Something that millions of players would want to do as well. If he needed an excuse to stay with them this was it.
On the other hand. Thanks to his past experiences, he really couldn't bring himself to trust others. Then again this is definitely not his world, the three people standing in front of him were the proof of it. Okay that settles it.
"Alright lets go."
oxoxoxoxoxo
Allen felt… uncomfortable. He could feel Frederick staring daggers at his back.
The brown head teen couldn't take it anymore and sigh. "My god, if you have something to say, then say it."
The group stop. Lucina and Owein started to sweat. Not many people could carry out an argument with Frederick.
Fredericks poker face didn't waver. "You're not from Ylisse, are you."
The duo standing in the sidelines eyes widen, and look at Allen.
Allen rose a brow. "That's what your worried about?"
The Great Knight nodded.
"First, yes I'm not from Ylisse. Second if you want to know something then ask,otherwise how are you supposed to know?"
Frederick blinked in surprise. He wasn't expecting that answer, it was the opposite actually. He was expecting him to deny it, or at least try. But he didn't, he answer... honestly.
"Then if you're not from Ylisse, from where are you from?"
"Across the sea, from the Valm Nation."
"Valm Nation?"Cut in Lucina not been familiar with the Valm nation. Owain was also interested since he never heard of Valm before.
The Great Night nodded. "I've heard of it, but i never set foot there. Only Ferox and Plegia have ports that can cross the sea. Have you gone through them?"
Allen nodded. "Through Plegia, but apparently I arrive at a bad time. No matter where I look, all I could see was military forces. Its almost like they're preparing for war or so."
Frederick's eyes narrow, not at Allen but at the mention of military. Owen had a neutral expression, but he clenched his knuckles so hard they turned white. Lucinas hair shadowed her eyes and she gritted her teeth.
Plegia…
That country has been given them every reason to declare war. Majority of the raids were their cause. But they weren't as blind as to sacrifice innocent lives for a meaningless war.
"Is there anything else you want to ask me?"
Everyone snapped out of their angry state, when they remember Allen was there.
Frederick shook his head. "No, that all I wanted to know."
"Then please, next time if you want to know something from me then ask. You don't have to give me a stern look all the time, nobody likes that."
The Great Knight gave a small bow. "My apologies." He was suspicious at first but, the teen answered all questions immediately without hesitation. Even he doubt someone could come up with a lie under a second.
Oh if he only knew.
Allen offer a handshake. "Consider yourself forgiven, I just don't like when people look at me like that way."
Frederick shook his hand. "You're quite a unique young fellow."
"I'm a civilized person…" Allen face palm earning a three questioning looks. "Some civilized person I am, I don't even know your names."
Ah
Owin scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "My name is Owain."
"I'm Frederick." Said Frederick in a dull tone.
Lucina suppressed an embarrassing blush. "I'm Lucina, nice to meet you."
Allen chuckle at their behavior. "And I'm Allen, pleasure to meet you."
The brown hair teen sigh inwardly. By how old Frederick looked he figured he was in a future version of the game… or world. He didn't know if the war had passed or not, so he took a gamble and apparently won it.
"Anyway should we move on, it almost dawn."
Lucina was curies about this Valm nation. "Hey Allen what is Valm lik-?"
"THE TOWN!" Screamed Owen.
The group look at the direction Owain was looking at, and their eyes widen. The Town… was on fire.
"GODS!" Exclaim Lucina.
"LET US GO, THE TOWN NEEDS ITS HEROES!"
With that said Owain sprinted for the town.
"Owain, wait!" Lucina runs after him, soon followed by Frederick.
Allen just stood there watching the smoke rises to the sky. Then at the sword in his waist. He took a deep breath and sighed.
'... a well... it not like its my first time taking a live away.'
Quest Alert E
Save Southtown
Objective:
Stop the bandit raid
Bonus Objectives:
?
?
Completion Award: 400 Exp
Complete Failure: 40 Exp
80 Exp per Bonus Objectives
(Accept/Decline)
He tap 'Accept' and sprinted for the town.
oxoxoxoxoxo
"FULL STRIKE!"
Slash!
"Gah!"
"Owain stay close!" Call over Lucina.
"It will take more than that to stop the blood of the heroes." Exclaim Owain
Lucina saw that a bandit managed to sneak behind the Myrmidon.
"Owain Behind you!"
The Myrmidon spin around just in time to block a blade.
"Sneaky bastards!" Snapped Owain.
The Bandit scoffed. "Yea well the world is cruel, you stupid brat!"
"... I couldn't agree more."
Owains eyes widen when a sword pierced the bandits chest. When the body feel, he saw Allen pulling his sword out.
"Sorry for falling behind, I'm not much of a runner."
Owain smirked. "Nonsense, a hero always show up at the right time!"
Allen couldn't help but smirk as well. "True." Then he turned serious. "How many are there?"
The other Myrmidon also got serious. "Eight more at best, but still as dangerous."
Lucina cutted in. "Make that five, Frederick took care of two. And I of the other one."
Allen nodded and his eyes widen when he saw a fire ball coming at by the corner of his eye. He shoved the sword users away in time to take a soccer size fire ball.
Boom!
The duos eyes widen. "Allen!"
"SON OF BITCH! THAT BURNS!"
Three jaws drop. The brown hair teen looked… completely fine. He looked shaken up, but other than that he was fine.
Allen glare at the bandit that shot the fireball moth hanging in shock.
Berto Mage Lv2
Hp: 30/30
Mp: 30/35
"Oh, you mine bitch."
He took of to the mage and sliced his stomach. And then sliced his back making his Hp drop to zero and blow up into blue bits.
Lucinas and Owains eyes bugged out. The bandit blew up in to tiny bits and… disappeared.
Owain remember of the bandit Allen back stabbed. And look to see, that it wasn't there any more.
Luckily the Myrmidons voice snapped them back to reality.
"Guys what are you doing? There are still bandits to deal with."
Lucina was the first to recover. "How did you do to tha-?"
But she never got to finish when a scream ripped through the air. "HELP!"
"Shit!" Allen sprinted in the direction the voice came from.
"Hey wait!" Lucina was gonna chase Allen, but couldn't as Owain grabbed her shoulder.
"Lucina listen, we both want to know what happened. But our friends right there are still bandits to deal with, and we can't waste time asking questions right now. First we take care of the bandits, then we find out what that was."
Lucina wanted to know what they just witnessed, but she knew Owain was right.
"Well well, looks like the princes decide to honor us with her grace."
The duo look at a bandit Fighter standing a few meters away.
Poor sucker didn't stand a chance.
oxoxoxoxoxo
Allen was looking left and right none stop cursing under his breath. "Come on, come on, where are you?"
"Ha you thought you could take me on! You won't feel that confident when i'm done with you."
His head snapped at the bandit holding someone, but he couldn't see who because the bandit was blocking his view.
Imor Fighter Lv2
Hp: 40/50
Sp: 40/40
Allen charged at him. 'Eat metal mothefucker.'
Slash!
The bandit roared in pain and let go of the captive. Allen grabbed the captives hand and put some distance between them and the bandit. But stopped when he heard the bandit yell.
"You'll pay for that you piece of shit!"
The brown head teen looked at the bandits health that said Hp 24/50.
"Tch"
The Myrmidon charged at the bandit. The bandit swung his axe only to get dogged, and receive a deep cut on his side. But not enough to kill him.
He spin his axe around nailing Allen like a baseball and send him flying.
Allen managed to land on his feet and check his stats.
Allen Marel Myrmidon Lv 2
Hp: 20/60
Sp: 40/40
Tch, axe are easily powerful. The fire ball he took before didn't help either.
He glared at the axe and cursed himself for getting hit. 'Alright, he only has 10 Hp left, I got this.'
"Thunder!"
A ball of electricity hit the bandit dead on and drop his Hp to 0.
The dumb fully brown head stared at the corps before looking at the caster, and froze like a statue again.
The 'captive' held her hand out if a few traces of electricity. She had white hair in a similar cut like his, but what stood out the most was her trade mark rob with Grimas symbol.
The Tactician Morgan
She jog up to him with a smile. "Thanks for the save, I thought I was a goner."
Allen shook his head. "No worries, now to deal with the others."
He inspected Morgans stats.
Morgan Tactician Lv 1
Hp: 30/60
Mp: 28/38
Sp: 22/26
Allen frown at her stats. "How long have you been fighting?"
Morgan scratched her cheek sheepishly. "Around four minutes before you showed up."
"Same bandit?"
The Tacticians head dropped and nodded meekly.
"By yourself?"
Nodded meekly again.
Allen though for a moment. Owain and Lucina were two levels ahead of Morgan, which would explain why she was having a hard time. She was fighting them alone after all. 'Fighting side by side increase the chances of winning…'
Allen shrug and head for the church."Meh alright come on."
Morgan blinked, and blinked again. "Huh."
"Strength and numbers."
The Tactician look at the Myrmidon like he grew a second head, then let an understanding 'oh' and follow suit."Where are we going?"
"To the church."
Morgan deadpan "... come again?"
"The leader is most likely in the center of the town, and there only one building in the center." Fill in Allen.
Morgans eyes widen in realization. "The leader is nearby the church!"
Allen nodded. "That's right, and we might want to hurry."
The brown head sprinted to his destination.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Soon followed by the Tactician.
It didn't take long to reach their destination.
Allen eyed the boss."This will not be easy."
Raid Leader Barbarian Lv 3
Hp 65/65
Sp 30/30
Morgan look slightly worried. "What do you mean?"
"Barbarian have strong attacks and speed. But its his weapon of choice that worries me."
The Tactician look at the weapon and understood why he was worried.
The hand axe can be use as a throwing weapon. Meaning the bandit could attack in both mid and close range.
The Barbarian took notice of them. "Well what do I have here? A couple of brats wanting to play heroes."
Morgan clenched her tome, while Allen kept a poker face.
"What? Did I scare you?"
Allen stepped forward. "No, its just that we're having a hard time deciding if you're disgusting or annoying. I mean come on, ever looked in a mirror before?"
The Tactician tried to suppress a laugh, but the bandit wasn't as amused.
He charge at them and roared. "You did the biggest mistake of your lives!"
The Myrmidon mouth Morgan 'Cover me' and charged. The Tactician receive the message and got her tome ready.
Sword and axe meet in the middle. Allen resisted the urge to grunt. The Barbarian was definitely stronger than the rest, which got him the right to become their leader.
"Thunder!"
The lighting ball blasted the bandit away much to the relief of Allen's arms. The swordsman follow suit and slashed the bandits torso.
"Arg, you STUPID FUCK." The raid leader swung his axe at the Myrmidon.
Allen jumped back avoiding the swing that left and after glow which caught his attention.
Morgan saw an opening and casted.
"Thunder!"
It hit dead on, forcing the Barbarian to back of.
Allen took this opportunity to see his Hp.
Raid Leader Barbarian Lv 3
Hp 24/65
Sp 22/30
Clearly his Sp had something to do with the after glow. And they did some decent damage.
"I HAD ENOUGH OF YOU BITCH!"
The Raid Leader threw his axe at Morgan.
Allen's eyes widen at how fast it was going, but mostly that it was targeting Morgans head.
Morgan eyes widen, and move her head barely in time to get a few strands of hair cut off.
Allen glared at the Barbarian. He charged and slice his torso that drop his Hp to 10. Something he remember of the Barbarian class was that, they sacrifice defense for attack.
"Watch out!" Morgan tried to warn him but it was too late.
"Wha-?"
Slash!
The corners of Allen's vision turn red, and he dropped on his knees. Talk about deja vu.
He look at his injured shoulder. Then at the hand axe the bandit held with a sinister grin.
'How? he didn't have it on him.'
"HA STUPID BRAT, EVEN THE IDIOTS KNOW THE HAND AXE WORKS LIKE A BOOMERANG!"
Ah, that explains it.
"Thunder!"
The thunder bolt hit, but he gritted his teeth and raised his axe.
Morgan was panicking 'Thunder' was an accurate tome, but it takes five seconds to be able to cast again.
Allen's hair shadowed his eyes as the Barbarian brought his axe down. In a blur the Myrmidon swung his sword upward at an alarming speed that created sparks when the weapons collided.
In the end the sword trump the axe.
The Raid leaders eyes widen as his hand axe flew over his head, leaving him completely expose.
The Myrmidon reversed grip his blade and sunk it all the down his collar bone piercing his heart. Killing him instantly
Morgans jaw dropped. One moment the brown head was at the bandits mercy, next thing she knew he deflected the attack and deliver the finishing blow.
Snap!
Allen stared blankly at hilt he held in his hand.
Weapon: Bronze Sword
Class: E
MT: 3
Hit: 100
Crit: 0
Rng: 1
Dur: 0/50
'I... guess its time was up."
The Raid leader and the hilt glowed blue, then exploded into bits.
Gain Hand Axe
The bits gather and turn into a chest.
Allen opens the chest. 'Okay what do I get?'
Gain 100 Gold
The swordsman eye twitched violently.
Quest Completed
400 Exp
160 Bonus Exp
Congratulations, You Lv up
Allen perked up. Okay that's rewarding.
"Did you do that? And how did the chest appear out of thin air?"
The Myrmidon blinked, and turn to see Morgan standing next to him with a curious expression.
"Uh…" Allen scratched the back of his head. He really wasn't really sure how to explain everything without causing chaos. But the less ears and eyes the better. So he did the only thing he could do stall for as much time as possible.
"I'll tell you when there are less prying ears, I prefer to keep it a secret."
The Tactician frowned. "Why?"
"Well," Gesture to Morgan. "for one I don't know you are."
The white head scoffed. "My name is-"
"MORGAN!"
Morgan tensed and sweated furiously.
Allen tilted his head in confusion and look at the owner of the voice that yelled her name. It was Lucina, along with Owain and Frederick following behind.
Frederick was sitting on top of his horse pinching the bridge of his nose for the headache that was about to come. Owain had sympathetic look on his face. And Lucina was giving the poor Tactician a heated glare.
The blue head stormed over to the white head.
"What are you doing here Morgan?! Don't you know how dangerous it is?!"
"W-well how was I supposed to know there was going to be a raid?"Morgan replied nervously.
"You're not even supposed to be here! Raid or not, you should be back on Shepherds HQ!"
Morgan was getting angry. "Why should I?! You're already patrolling and your only one year older than me! Even Cynthia is already patrolling and she's the same age as me!"
"Because she has a partner! That's why! If you want to start patrolling or do quests you need to get a partner!"
On the sidelines Allens brow rose. "Quests?"
"Shepherds HQ receive quests from all over Ylisse such as hunting, patrolling, guarding, protection, and even gathering." Frederick filled him in.
Allen scratched his chin. "Interesting, also where did you get the horse?"
Frederick caress his horse earning a nye from it. "I left her on the stables, every time she goes to the meadows, it impossible to make her leave."
Owain chuckle at the memory of a time they spend an entire day to get her to leave with them.
The brown head nodded. "Understandable."
Lucinas last scold made Morgan snap.
"No one wants to partner with me! Nobody trusts me with ANYTHING! They keep saying my skills would never help them! WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?! I ASK OTHERS TO LET ME JOIN THEIR TEAM BUT I'M ALWAYS TURNED DOWN!"
Lucina face soften. "Morgan tha-"
"Don't you dare tell me its not true because it is! All Shepherds HQ thinks I'm useless!"
Allen frowned and couldn't keep the comment that came out of his mouth.
"Useless? You helped me take out a bandit and the raid leader."
All eyes widen and turn to him.
Frederick was the first to recover. "You and Morgan took care of the Raid Leader?"
Allen nodded. "I kept the Barbarian at a distance while Morgan casted 'Thunder' for support."
Lucina stood in front of Allen with a neutral expression. "You asked a person you don't know to cover you?"
The brown head look at Tactician, then at the blue head.
"I don't know her personally, but we had the same enemy. So I figure why not, she cover me till the very end. And her attacks gave me the openings I needed to attack as well. Oh and I almost forgot she gave me a heads up on incoming attacks. As far as I know right now, I belief and trust in her."
The four individuals had different reactions.
Frederick was impress of how much Morgan did, and you saw closely you could see hints of a small smile.
Owain's respect for Allen grew, he has seen how Morgan was treated and didn't like it. He has tried to stand up for her, but he really could make a difference. He can't recall if Morgan was ever complimented even once, so to hear how his 'friend' complimented the Tactician was a nice to know the least.
Lucina wasn't sure how to feel. There have been a few close calls in the past when Morgan left Shepherds HQ alone. On the other hand she couldn't remember the last time someone besides her and Owain that trusted her with his or her life.
But the most shock one here was the Tactician.
"I belief and trust in her."
No one and she means no one ever said anything like that about her. Before she joined the Shepherds, she was just an orphan that would scavenge everywhere for food. She never knew her mother or father. In one off her scavenges she was found by a Shepherd and brought to HQ. Naturally after growing in HQ she became one of their members. She has tried many classes to support her home, but she couldn't work with any. After switching through many classes she settled with Tactician, she found this a suitable class for her. But apparently she was the first person to use this class in decades so no one could teach her the ropes. She asked Mages and Swordmasters for help in learning the use of magic and sword. But because she wasn't their Class she couldn't learn much. She pushed herself to exceed her limits, but without the proper teaching she couldn't make a difference. Word spread through HQ, many magic users and sword users had sparred with Morgan to see what she was capable of. But she didn't live up to their expectations. From one team to another, soon enough all teams and trainees knew of Morgan of, but not in a good way. There has been a couple of time when sore losers would challenge the Tactician only to make themselves feel better after wining. After been fed up with how thing were, Morgan requested to be one member team. But the answer was always 'No' when she asked 'why' they said it takes at least two people to form a team. She couldn't do anything about it so she had made a habit to sneaking out of HQ to do things on her own. Lucina and Owain were the only people that had been nice to her but she count join their team because they were recommended. And now she 'teamed' up with an unknown Myrmidon that just said he 'trusted' and 'belief' in her all for the fact they had a common goal.
Of course Allen didn't know any of this.
"Soooo did we get all of them."
Frederick nodded. "Yes, the leader was the only one left."
Allen sighed in relief. "Good cause I need to buy a sword."
With that said he walk away in a random direction. Hopefully bump into a 'shop.'
Lucina was going to call to him, but Morgan beat her to the to it.
"W-wait!"
The Myrmidon stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder. "Yes?"
"Where are you going?" The Tactician didn't really want to see him leave.
"To find a shop and buy a sword."
Frederick galloped next to him. "Where your going the wrong way." Points Down the street. "The shop is over there."
"Ah that saves time, thanks." Goes in the direction Frederick pointed.
"Hey, hold on!"
This time it was Lucina that called out to him.
"What are you going to do after stopping at the shop?"
Allen stop mid-step. Where was he going to go after this? Back to his world… no not likely. Explore? Maybe… He never thought he would end up inside a video game… perhaps he actually travel to another world with a video game ability. At this point he just wandered around.
"I'll probably explore Ylisse further."
That response got the Tacticians attention. "You're not from around here?"
Owain answered for him. "Yea, Allen comes from across the seas."
Morgan's eyes widen. She read about the seas but never once saw them. He said he was going to explore, does that mean…
"Your not here by orders?"
The Myrmidon blinked in confusion. "No, I'm here on my own free will."
Morgan gulped silently. "Are you planning to go back to your home?"
That question caught the curiosity of the others.
Allen closed his eyes and scratched his chin. "... not real-"
"ITS THE PRINCESS!"
"ITS SIR OWAIN!"
"THEY SAVED US!"
Numerous of civilians dashed pass the Myrmidon And Frederick. Surrounding Lucina and Owain. Lucina tried to get out without offending the civilians. As for Owain he was going about the 'Heroes blood'. And poor Morgan was caught in the crossfire.
The Great Knight and the brown head sweat drop.
"... I take it, it happens occasionally."
Frederick clean his throat. "Every time we help or save someone, and with Owains personality…"
"It becomes nearly impossible to disband them…" Finished Allen.
"Indeed"
Allen sigh. "Any who, shops is that way?" Point down the street.
The great knight nodded.
"Anything I should look out for like names, signs, people?"
"Look for a big green sign with a tent imprint in it, can't miss it."
Allen nodded. "Got it." And disappear down the street.
At that moment Morgan popped out of the crowd panting heavily. "How does Owain manage to survive in there?"
Frederick chuckle. "That, is one of the many mysteries surrounding him."
The Tactician accepted the answer not wanting to get a headache. She look around for the brown hair Myrmidon. "Where is he?"
"He went to the shop." Supplied Frederick.
Morgans eye widen and in a blur disappeared down the street.
The Great Knight looks down the street the Tactician disappeared.. 'That has got to be the fastest I've ever seen Morgan run.'
oxoxoxoxoxo
Name: Allen Marel
Class: [Myrmidon (Active) Lv3: 6.51% Exp]
Hp: 13/60
Sp: 20/40
Str: 26
Mag: 20
Skl: 30
Spd: 28
Lck: 30
Def: 24
Res: 24
[Way of the Sword E(Passive/Active) Lv1: 65.85% Exp]
Weapon: None
Skills:
[Avoid + 10]
[Last Chance]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
Points: 2
Gold: 700
Allen digested the information. His stats weren't much different but they were had the money for the sword. He had it the forties in the forest because he hunted for Exp. But the 'Way of the Sword E' only got around 20% Exp he killed less. Meaning the harder the foes the better awards.
The Myrmidon hummed in acceptance. He saw the shop owner approach and close the window.
"G'day! What can I fix you with?"
"A 'Bronze Sword' and one 'Vulnerary' please."
The owner frowned. "I can supply you the sword but I don't got Vulnerary, sorry."
Allen held back a disappointed grunt. "Ah well, I'll take the sword then."
The man nodded and went to the back of the store.
Suddenly a black and white blur stopped in front of him. The Myrmidon brought up his arms to cover his face from the tail wind. Once he let his arms drop, he found himself facing Morgan with her hands on her knees, heavily breathing.
"Morgan? What are you doing here?"
The Tactician tensed. She wants to know who he was, but she didn't have and excuses to be there.
"Here's ya sword that it be 350 gold."
Or so she thought.
"Excuse me, could I get a 'Fire'?"
Allen handed the gold and equipped the sword.
"Sure thing." The shopkeeper disappeared to the back.
The duo stood there in awkward silence. Until the Myrmidon broke the silence.
"Sooo, did the crowd disband?"
Morgan shook his head. "No, they're still trap inside."
Allen hummed. "So what were you going to say before the princes interrupted?"
The white hair girl tilted her head in confusion, before it clicked. "Oh my name is Morgan, what's your name?"
The Myrmidon points at himself. "My name is Allen, so did you run out of thunder?"
She shook her head again. "I'm running low on it's use."
That was actually true. Before she teamed up with Allen she has been casting 'Thunder' multiple times, which include attack, cover, defense, deflect, and escaping. She couldn't really use the sword because her enemy had more muscle than her.
The shop owner came back with Morgans 'Fire'. "Here ya go, that'll be 540 gold."
The Tactician winced and paid. She needs tomes for her class but damn they're expensive.
When they exited the shop, they came face to face with Frederick still mounting his horse.
"Frederick?"
The Great Knight smiled. "Ah good, you haven't left yet, there's something I want to ask you."
The Myrmidon shifted the weight of his sword. "What is it?"
"I wanted to ask you where you're going from here?"
The Myrmidon scratched the back of his head. "Didn't I answered Lucinas question back there?"
"Yes, but milady asked 'what you were going to do' I'm asking 'where are you going to go?'"
Allen frowned and went into deep thought. Morgan just stayed quiet, also wanting to know where he was going.
'Let's see after this, the story goes to 'West of Ylisstol' that's were the risen appeared. Meaning I'll get to farm Exp maybe hunt beasts for materials, and increase the 'Way of the Sword'. Okay that settles it.'
"I'll go hunting at the forest north of the town, what was it called again?"
"The West of Ylisstol one?" Offer the Great Knight.
"That's the one, do you know its name?"
Morgan tilted her head confused. "Why would you go there? There forest isn't even named."
Allen held up three fingers. "Going for hunting, exploring, and materials other than that I got nothing to do. And what do mean it hasn't been named?"
The Tactician frowned. "I read about all Yisse locations, and the forest is only known as West of Ylisstol. other than that it hasn't been named."
The brown head had a stupefied look on his face. "... are you serious?"
The white head nodded.
"It looks like will still be traveling together." Cut in the Great Knight.
Morgan and the Myrmidon blinked and looked at the old man. "What do you mean?"
"Were heading back to HQ to report, and the path there is though West of Ylisstol." Answered Frederick.
Allens mouth made an 'o' in understanding. Morgan was little glad Allen would stick around more. And also ask him about the small blue bit explosion.
The Myrmidon notice the blue and blond head were not with the Great Knight.
"Hey where's Owain And Luci-?"
"WAIT! YOU COULD SPEND THE NIGHT AT NY INN FOR FREE!"
"PLEASE ACCEPT THIS AS A GIFT!"
"ALLOW US TO SHOW YOU OUR HOSPITALITY!"
The trio look at Lucina and Owain running at top speed away from the crowd.
"FEAR NOT THE HERO WILL ALWAYS PROTECT YOU IF THE DANGER SHALL ARISE!"
"OWAIN CUT IT OUT! WE HAVE TO REPORT TO HQ!"
The trio sweated were furiously as the two 'heroes' got closer with the admires not too far behind.
"Should we run for our lives?" Asked Allen while taking a step back.
"I believe so/ Yes we should."
The Tactician and Myrmidon bolted to their destination. Frederick galloped ahead of them. Owain and Lucina were still running and so were the fans.
Allen screamed to the heavens. "FANS YOU SUCK!"
Name: Allen Marel
Class: [Myrmidon (Active) Lv3: 6.51% Exp]
Hp: 60/60
Sp:40/40
Str:26
Mag:20
Skl:30
Spd:28
Lck:30
Def:24
Res:24
[Way of the Sword E(Passive/Active) Lv1: 65.85% Exp]
Weapon: Bronze Sword
Class: E
MT: 3
Hit: 100
Crit: 0
Rng: 1
Dur: 50/50
Skills:
[Avoid + 10]
[Last Chance]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
[-N/A-]
Points: 2
Gold: 350
Prologue (Completed)
Ferno16: Okay first chapter complete, and rewritten.
Allen: Its a prologue and its 80% composed of poor writing skills.
Ferno16: I'm trying my best alright!
Allen: Not trying to make look stupid, I'm just stating the truth.
Ferno16: Well I'm not a genius, I'm just an average loser. And I wanted to write this story because I wanted to, not to be popular, but because I wanted to. Is that so bad to want to write something you want.
Allen: I get it, I get it I'll drop it.
Ferno16: Good, and to my fellow readers thanks for reading this chapter and I hope to see you next time. Bye-bye.
