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I don’t own the show Survivor…nor do I own Fire Emblem…
And now for my new story…this idea has been floating around in my head for some time…
And so it begins…
Blue of almost impossible vividness stretched as far as the eye could see, the gentle turquoise waves lapped against the fine grained shores ebbing and flowing leisurely, depositing bits of driftwood and colorful conch shells every now and then; gorgeous tropical seabirds chirped and soared above the pristine waters and sandy shoreline, occasionally swooping down for a fish or other small seaside creature; beyond the white beaches, massive tropical trees and palms climbed high into the light blue sky, dark green shrubbery and vegetation flourished under the shady limbs and foliage of the jungle canopy; brilliantly colored flora dappled the fringes of the forest, adding vibrancy and life to even the most dim and dark areas; light cascaded off the sun, perched high in the sky above white fluffy clouds, setting the crests of cerulean waves shimmering with golden hues. Paradise.
“Ugh…this is hell…”
A small green-haired girl gripped the sides of her aching head before rolling over onto her stomach and burying her face in the warm sand. Her clothes were torn, wet and covered with sand, as were her hair and legs and arms and face…
“Fucking son of a bitch…I’ll kill him” she mumbled into the sand. The girl then proceeded to push her aching body off the ground and sit up to get a better look at her surroundings.
The first thing she noted was that she was not alone, in fact there were several other people strewn across the shore-most still unaware to the world around them. Squinting her emerald eyes, she could make out the forms of that lug-head Hector, her childhood friend Wil, the self absorbed Serra, the ever sexy and brooding Raven…and-
“Dart you stupid son-of-a-bitch!”
The green-haired girl seemingly forgot all about her exhaustion and took off toward the pirate that looked to be half awake. The girl pounced on him and proceeded to pummel the poor defenseless man.
“You are a jerk! I can’t believe you sunk the damn ship!”
After getting his bearings and receiving a few nasty punches, the pirate was fully awake and aware.
“Damnit Rebecca, stop!” He grabbed her small wrists in his large hands, frowning up at the little sniper-girl.
Rebecca tried to free herself, but found that Dart’s grip was far too strong.
“Now listen here missy, you gonna stop beating me to death, or what?”
“Maybe…” she grumbled, still struggling.
“Unhand her!”
Both Rebecca and Dart turned to see a very angry male archer changing in their direction at a very fast pace despite the hindrance of the sand.
“Wil, watch where-!”
Too late.
Wil tripped over an unmoving Raven causing him to lurch forward and fall onto Rebecca and Dart.
“Wil! You bitch! How dare you hurt Raven!” The little sniper looked pissed and ready to murder the man on top of her.
“Umn…well this is a rather interesting situation.” Dart grunted. “Now the both of ye get off me before I feed ye to the sharks!”
Wil gulped and attempted to push himself off of Rebecca before falling back on top of her, putting the two in a rather compromising position.
“Rebecca, I’m sorry…I didn’t-“ Wil squeaked.
“You! You’re just as bad as Sain!” Rebecca screamed, kneeing Wil in the groin and thus effectively removing his head from between her small breasts.
The male sniper rolled off of Rebecca and curled up into a fetal position, causing Dart to erupt with laughter.
“Serves you right! Pervert!” Rebecca got off of Dart and rushed over to Raven to make sure the red-head was alright.
“Ahahahaha, she’s a feisty one, my sister is!” Dart continued to laugh, not bothering to get off the ground.
“Oh Raven! Raven!” The little sniper started to shake the red-head. “Please wake up!”
The swordsman remained motionless.
“Wil! You ass! You killed poor Raven!” Rebecca glared over at her fellow sniper before turning her attentions back to Raven.
“Ahahaha, may I suggest something Rebecca?” Dart asked.
The girl looked over at the pirate tears in her eyes, “Big brother! He’s dead! Wil’s killed him!”
“Hehehe…I don’t think so little missy, just give him a little CPR.”
“Eh?” Rebecca’s eyes widened and she blushed. “But! I can’t!”
“Fine…” Dart pushed himself off the ground fully. “I’ll give him CRP then.”
“What? No you won’t!” Rebecca shrieked.
The shriek was loud enough to rouse Serra, as well as Hector…
“Ugh…I feel like a heard of dragons just stampeded over me…” Serra moaned, covering her face with both hands. “The light! It burns my eyes!” She started tossing her head from side to side, “My head, oh my head! It hurts…”
“Shut up…” Hector mumbled. The great lord opened his eyes, only to be met with massive amounts of very bright sunlight…”Ugh…damnit, Serra, shut up before MY head starts hurting…”
Serra sniffled, “Hector, you’re so mean! As a woman I’m very delicate; I can’t strain myself like you brutish men!”
“Damn woman…” Hector grumbled before sitting up and taking a look around. The site that met him was rather humorous: Dart instructing Rebecca on the art of CPR while she attempted to perform such on Raven, Wil curled up in a fetal position crying, and Serra…well actually there was nothing funny about her.
“And then you push down on his chest like so with the heal of your hand, if he doesn’t start breathing just repeat, and go back down and give him another breath of air…that’s it Rebecca.”
The sniper felt her cheeks heat up, she had to be red as a tomato by now. Rebecca tilted Raven’s chin up and leaned down to give him another breath of air. She then started compressions once again. “Live Raven! Breathe damnit! BREATH!”
After the third round of compressions Raven started coughing up water. Rebecca helped him turn over on his side so he could rid himself of all the seawater he had swallowed.
“Ugh…” He coughed a few more times. “Wha-? Where am-?”
Rebecca threw her arms around the red-haired swordsman. “Oh Raven you’re alive!”
Raven blinked once, twice… “Why wouldn’t I be alive?”
“You almost died!” Rebecca sniffled.
The swordsman scratched the back of his head, unsure of what to do about the crying sniper. “Uhm…really? I’m fine now though, so you can get off of me Rebecca...”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Rebecca let go of the swordsman and put her hand on his forehead. “You don’t have a temperature.” The sniper checked his pulse. “Pulse is normal. Do you want me to cook you some food?”
Dart started sniggering in the background, Raven looked like he had an abnormally bad sunburn right now. The pirate had never seen such a blush on anyone, especially a hardcore swordsman like Raven…
“ No Rebecca…you know, I’m alright now. I don’t think you need to-hey!”
The little green-haired sniper was lifting the hem of Raven’s tunic, “Well you don’t seem to have any bruising…or any injuries…” She blushed at the sight of Raven’s well sculpted muscles and quickly pulled the shirt back down again.
Raven was sure that his face must have been as red as his hair…oh no…Dart was laughing at him, and it looked like Hector was too.
Rebecca stood up brushing the sand off her knees and skirt. “Well…then.”
“Hahahaha, Raven ye crack me up.” Dart slapped his knee and continued to laugh at the blushing swordsman.
Serra was the only one not finding the whole situation funny-well perhaps Wil wasn’t finding it funny either, after all, he just got kneed in the groin.
“What the hell is wrong with all of you,” the pink-haired healer screeched. “We’re on some unknown island, in the middle of who knows where, stranded! Without food-or a change of clothes!”
Hector blinked and looked around, “Wow, I guess we are on an island…”
“Thank you for finally realizing that,” Serra grumbled.
Dart walked over to Serra and patted her on the head. “There, there Serra, everything is going to be fine, after all you’re with me! I’ve been stranded tons of times!”
The cleric turned around to face the pirate, her purple eyes narrowed and hands on hips. Dart thought she looked rather menacing looking and took a few steps back.
“You…” Serra pointed at the pirate, her tone was rather hostile. “You stranded us!”
“Uhmn, look here Serra,” The pirate continued to back away from the enraged healer. “You see…there was this rock…and well I didn’t exactly see this rock…and well…”
“You!” Serra tackled Dart, well more like jumped on his back and started choking him. “We’re all going to die now!”
Rebecca looked at her brother, unsure of whether to jump into the fray and help Serra beat him senseless or save him. After several minutes of deliberating, she decided to go with neither and opted to sit down next to Raven instead.
Hector got up and started brushing the sand off his armor…there was so much of the stuff…ugh…damn sand…he looked over to where Serra was attacking Dart, he then turned his gaze toward Raven and Rebecca, they weren’t about to do anything, and Wil was…incapacitated at the moment. Well, it looked like it was up to him.
“Serra, stop it now!” The great lord scolded.
The pink-haired girl and Dart looked over at Hector for a moment before Serra resuming choking the pirate.
“Ugh, things are never easy with Farina or Serra,” the armor-clad man grumbled before stomping over to where Dart and Serra were fighting.
“Take that, you stupid sea-dog!” Serra growled.
“Arg! Ca…t…reath!” Dart gasped.
Hector grabbed Serra around the waist and attempted to tug her off Dart. She wouldn’t budge. Maybe he was going about this all wrong? The lord grinned evilly. “Serra get off Dart now, or else.”
“NO!” Serra continued to choke the pirate-who was currently turning purple in the face.
“Fine, have it your way.” Hector Grabbed Serra again, but instead of tugging her, the lord started to tickle her.
“Ah! Lord Hector!” Serra half whined and half laughed, letting go of the pirate almost immediately to cover her sides.
“Take that! And that!” Hector continued to tickle the cleric until Dart crawled out of harm’s way.
Serra collapsed in a heap on the sand at Hector’s feet once the lord let go of her. “That-was awfully mean,” she commented, breathless.
“I know,” Hector chuckled.
“Arrrr…thank ye Lord Hector…” Dart mumbled a few yards away from the pink-haired girl.
“You’re welcome,” the lord replied. He then crossed his arms and glared at the pirate. “Even though I saved you from Serra, that doesn’t mean I’m not mad at you. After all you did crash the ship.”
Dart rubbed the back of his head, “Yeah, about that, I’m sorry…”
Rebecca sighed leaning against Raven. “Do you think the others are on this island as well?”
Hector scratched his chin thoughtfully. “You know, if they are, we should find them. Come on everyone! Up, up up!”
Wil groaned, “I can’t…”
Hector looked at the fallen sniper. “Well, I guess Dart can carry you then.”
“What! I was nearly choked to death by that pink haired monster!” Dart cried out.
“Well, I don’t care. Do it anyway, after all he’s your friend, isn’t he?”
“I guess…” Dart sighed.
Dart walked over to where Wil was currently curled up in a ball, the pirate made a mental note never to get on Rebecca’s bad side ever again, he then picked the injured male sniper up in his arms. Rebecca and Raven stood up together-the little archer was currently clinging to the swordsman’s arm. Serra stood up and brushed off more sand from her robes and hair.
“Alright, are we all ready to go?” Hector asked his group of companions.
All five nodded.
“Good, because I’m starved, and the sooner we find the others the sooner we can rest and eat. Now-onward!” Hector started off into the tropical forest followed by Rebecca, Raven, Serra, and Dart carrying Wil.
The flirtatious knight slowly opened his eyes and was greeted with the most wonderful site ever-all three of the beautiful and gorgeous Pegasus sisters were piled on top of him; Fiora was half on him half off, pressing against his side, Florina was fully on him, firmly pressed against his chest and sandwiched under Farina, who was sort of on top of the other two female knights. He didn’t know how, when or why, but right then he figured he must have been the luckiest guy in the world.
“Oh St. Elimine, thank you for this wonderful gift you have bestowed upon me,” he mouthed silently, gazing up at the light blue sky-tears of joy in his sea-green eyes.
So there was Sain, lying on a beach, on some unknown island…with three gorgeous women piled on top of him. This kept the Caelin Knight rather content for a couple of hours until he felt his right leg fall asleep, then his right arm…
Sain cursed under his breath; half of his body was numb under the weight! Not that any of the girls were fat…because they weren’t, it was just that their combined weight with the armor and the muscle mass…well it was very heavy for him-too heavy, and for the first time in perhaps his entire life, Sain wanted the women off and away from him.
The green paladin snorted at the thought. “Maybe Kent was right, perhaps I am insane…” he mumbled under his breath.
Sain tried to move his left hand. Ugh! He could barely move it. His blood circulation was cutting off-no, no, no, no! Not good, he didn’t want his other hand to fall asleep as well…What was wrong with these damn Pegasi Knights? Why didn’t they just wake up and get off him?
Maybe there was someone around that could help him out…Sain turned his head to the side, hmn, there were definitely some other people-two to be exact. There looked to be…that person looked like that womanly man-Lucius! And the other one was Legault? Curses! Neither of the queer men would be able to move the Pegasi Knights off of him.
“I very strongly dislike you right now, Elimine,” Sain mouthed skyward.
Just then, something started moving on top of him. Sain blinked, this could be very bad…but then again his arms and leg would stop being asleep.
Florina shifted slightly, she was partially aware that she was being smashed by something from above and beneath…Oh no! Huey! Where was she? Florina hoped that her Pegasus was alright, and not the thing currently on top of her-that had happened once before, and the small knight had received some fairly bad bruises. The panicked knight quickly opened her cerulean eyes, only to come face to face with…Sain-who was a man, a man that she was currently on top of. So close…Sain had nice eyes…but, he was a man, so Florina did what any man-fearing knight would have done and screamed bloody murder.
Sain winced, oh how he wished he could cover his ears! But alas, both of his hands were pinned to the ground and asleep. “Please Florina, tone it down! I’m not trying to hurt you!”
Now Florina’s ear piercing scream roused a sleepy Fiora and Farina at the same time-which was a very bad thing for the green paladin, because they were overly protective of their little sister, and this whole situation would somehow become his fault.
“Eh?” Farina rubbed her sleepy eyes, somewhat aware that there was something under her that was twitching and trying to buck her off. Maybe it was Murphy…
“Florina? Sain?” Fiora opened her light blue eyes and shifted slightly before realizing she was half on someone. “Huh?”
The youngest of the three sisters continued yelping and screeching and trying to get off of Sain who still couldn’t move. After a lot of squirming, Florina was able to knock Farina off her back and Fiora was completely pushed away as well.
“Ah!” Farina fell to the ground on top of Sain’s arm, surprised and stunned her little sister had been under her. “What the-? Florina!”
The lavender-haired knight hurriedly attempted to get off Sain but she ended up kneeing the green paladin in the stomach instead and falling back on top of him.
Sain winced in pain, praying that he would make it out of this situation alive without too many injuries.
The constant screaming and yelling had awakened Lucius and Legault, and both were now sitting up, peering curiously over at the commotion a few meters away.
“Say, Lucius, who do you suppose is under Farina, Florina and Fiora? I think they’re about to receive one hell of a beating…” Legault remarked to the blonde man sitting beside him.
“You know, I have no idea, Legault…”
“I hope it’s not Heath…” the thief whispered under his breath.
Farina rubbed the back of her head, grumbling before looking over to Sain and her younger sister, trying to figure what the hell was going on. “Sain! You fucking pervert! Get off my sister!”
Fiora pushed herself up on her knees and looked over at Florina, who was still on top of Sain. The aqua-haired knight clenched her fists. “Sain…” Fiora drew out the paladin’s name in a very low and threatening tone of voice.
Sain gulped; this was not good…Farina and Fiora were going to beat him to a bloody pulp if he didn’t get up now. “Oh Florina, I hope you forgive me,” Sain mumbled before pushing the lavender-haired girl off of him despite the numbness he felt in his arms and leg. The paladin then scrambled to his feet and took off down the beach.
“Sain, you get back here right now!” Farina ran after the paladin, or ran to the best of her ability considering sand is kind of hard to run on unless it’s wet…
Fiora pushed herself off the ground and sprinted after Farina. “Take him down Farina!”
Florina sat up on the sand and blinked, she then turned her gaze in the direction her sisters were running after Sain. Oh dear…Sain was going to get beaten to death…perhaps she over-reacted just a bit…
Sain turned his head and yelped just as Farina tackled him to the ground.
“Take that you pervert! And that!” Farina pummeled the poor knight before her older sister even entered the fray.
Sain attempted to block some of the punches but…the Pegasus sisters were stronger than they looked, that’s for sure…
“I do believe that’s Sain.”
“I think you’re right Lucius,” Legault answered. “Do you think we should help?”
“Uh…well…hmn…I have an idea RESCUE!” Lucius held up one of his many staffs, and a battered and bloody Sain appeared in front of them.
“Wow, that’s a neat trick Lucy.”
“Well it does come in handy every now and then…” Lucius looked down at the flirty man at his feet.
Sain clutched his broken nose as he cringed in pain. His eyes were starting to swell up and everything just hurt! “Ugh…tank ‘ou ‘ucius…”
“Ah, it’s no problem. However, it does appear that Fiora and Farina are headed this way.”
“Ugh…oh…no…” Sain covered his head and curled up.
“You know Lucy; I think a sleep stave would be good right about now…”
“Legault, don’t call me Lucy, damnit! Just because I look like a fucking girl does not mean that I am one! Ugh…men…” Lucius grumbled, pulling out his sleep stave as Farina and Fiora grew ever closer. “SLEEP!”
Both Pegasus knights slumped forward onto the sand, dead to the world around them.
Legault rolled his eyes, “It’s just a nick-name Lucius, no need to get your panties in a bunch…jeeze.”
Lucius glared at Legault, “I’ll have you know I do not wear panties! I wear manly underpants…”
“Fine, whatever, it’s a figure of speech…” Legault lifted his hands in mock surrender.
Sain sat up, blood still dripping from his nose. “Ah! ‘ucius, ‘ou’re my ‘avior!” The green paladin hugged the bishop around the middle, inadvertently getting blood all over Lucy’s pristine white and blue robes. “ ‘ould ‘ou mine ‘errily, oo heal me?”
Lucius’ eye twitched. “Sain get off of me…and I will”
Sain blinked, “Oh, ‘errily ‘orry a’out ‘at…” The brunette stood up and dusted off his pants. “So…”
“So?” Legault questioned.
“Ugh, fine I’ll heal you!” Lucius held up his heal stave and yelled heal.
Sain’s wounds magically disappeared.
“So now we find the others before I warp you all into the middle of the ocean were you all shall drown…because quite frankly you all are a bunch of bumbling idiots…” Lucius stalked off into the tropical forest without looking back.
“Jeeze, what’s up with Lucius, I’ve never seen him…act mad…”
“I’m not sure, but I think it has to do with me calling him Lucy…”
“Lucy you say? Interesting…but I have one question…should we leave Fiora and Farina here?”
Legault rubbed his chin, “You know, I don’t think so, our other companions might not like that…”
“Umn…alright, I’ll take Fiora and you can take Farina.”
“Huh? Why not the other way around?”
“Because nothing scares me more than an angry Farina…”
“Oh, alright, but you owe me…how about…say 50 gold?”
“Ugh, fine…anything is better than the wrath that blue haired wench,” Sain pulled a pouch off his belt and dumped 50 gold pieces into Legault’s hands.
Legault dumped the coins into his own purse before both men walked over to the two sleeping Pegasus sisters. Sain cringed…Farina was snoring loudly and well…Fiora was squirming around a lot-it would be a pain in the ass to carry her.
“Ugh…Elimine on a cracker!” Sain hefted Fiora up and maneuvered her so she was mostly slung over his right shoulder…both hands were needed to keep her in place. “Damn Fiora…how much do you eat…” the green knight mumbled.
Legault burst out into laughter, “Ah! Sain, I have never seen you so…well, not happy to have a woman on you, so to speak…”
“Arg…Well, after being chased down and beat to a pulp by two very angry Pegasus knights you begin to look at things in a different light…”
“Arg you say? Sounds like you’re turning into a pirate...Ugh!” Legault picked up Farina and slung her over his shoulder in the same manner Sain had done with Fiora. “Ahahaha, I think Farina is lighter than Fiora…”
“Why do you think that?” Sain started toward the tropical forest, in the direction Lucius had stormed off in.
“Think about it Sain…you’re a straight hot-blooded male…”
“Actually Legault I have no idea what you’re talking about…” Sain sighed, “OR maybe I’ve had enough women for one day…”
“Ah, well suit yourself…Florina!” Legault called out to the youngest Pegasus sister who was sitting in the sand, a bit dazed and confused. “Florina!” he called again.
“Oh!” The young knight looked over and saw Legault and Sain both carrying her sisters…she blinked…what the hell had just happened?
“Florina, come on! We’re going to find Lyndis and Hector and all those people we consider to be our traveling companions!”
“Alright, I’m coming!” Florina got off the ground, stumbling a bit, and ran over to Legault and Sain, although staying a few paces behind them…
“Lady Lyndis, rise and shine!” a chipper voice sounded beside her.
“Fuck you…go away Matthew…” Lyn fully rolled onto her belly, covering her face from the sun completely.
“I just wanted to let you know, you’re giving everyone on the beach panty-shots…” the thief chuckled and stood back from the blade lord.
“Wha-?” Lyn quickly pushed herself off the ground and spun around to face Matthew. “You! I’m going to kill you! How dare you look at my panties!”
Matthew grinned, “Might I say that black is definitely your color?”
The blade lord was furious now-she moved her hand to where her Mani Katti was only to find it wasn’t there. Ugh! Nothing ever went her way…Oh well, she’d rip him apart with her bare hands…now…“Let go damnit!”
“Lady Lyndis, please calm down,” a quiet voice said from behind her.
“Heath…let go of me now…you too Kent…” the blade lord growled.
“My liege, I am very sorry, but we can not allow you to kill Matthew…Hector would be furious…”
The thief in question was standing a few meters away, making faces at the plainswoman.
Lyn grit her teeth, “If you don’t let me go right now…I’m-”
“You’ll what, Miss Lyndis?” Nino skipped up to the restrained lord, a cheerful smile plastered across her face.
Jaffar stood right behind Nino…he was very…intimidating looking.
“Ugh…nothing works out…ever…” Lyn mumbled under her breath. “Nothing Nino, nothing…”
The petite green-haired mage blinked once, twice, “Alright, whatever you say Miss Lyndis.” She then grinned again, “Guess what?”
Lyn felt the grip on her arms loosen, “What Nino?”
“We’re on an island somewhere in the middle of no-where!” The girl looked up at the sky seemingly deep in thought…then she looked back at Lyn, Kent and Heath and giggled, “I guess Dart crashed the boat, or at least that’s what Matthew said.”
The plainswoman stood there dumbfounded, “Repeat that again?”
Kent and Heath looked mildly surprised as they had been up for slightly longer than Lyn…only slightly though.
“We’re trapped on what looks to be a deserted island out in the middle of the ocean with no way back home!” Matthew answered before Nino could say anything.
It was a good thing Heath and Kent were holding onto Lyn because at that particular moment the blade lord decided to pass out.
“Umn…guess she couldn’t take the news…what do we do with her now?” Heath asked Kent.
“Since I am her duty-bound knight, I shall carry her while we search for our traveling companions.”
“Uh, suit yourself Kent…” The wyvern lord helped get the plainswoman situated in Kent’s arms before turning to Matthew.
“Well Matthew, what do you suppose we do now? I mean, you just had to make Lyn pass out, didn’t you?”
“Heh, well…I thought Lyn was tougher than that, guess she is a girly girl after all…anyway…I suppose we should find everyone else before we try to figure out how to get off this island…”
“Good, point…so let’s go now…all this sand…is making me sick…” Heath grumbled…
Erk walked over to Priscilla, “Lady Priscilla, I see that you’re awake.”
“Ah…Erk…where are we?”
“An island I think…”
“Ah…that would make sense…” Priscilla looked around again, there were three other people on the beach with them-Karel, Karla and Guy. All of them were unconscious for the time being. “Oh no, Erk! Look! Everyone is hurt!”
The purple-haired mage rolled his eyes as Priscilla got to her feet and began rushing around checking up on everyone.
“Oh Guy! Are you alright?” the healer peered down at the half-awake Sacaen man.
“Mnnn…hungry…food…” Guy rolled over clutching his growling stomach. “So hungry…”
Priscilla sighed and rushed over to Karla, to be honest she didn’t know much about the woman. “Karla, Karla please wake up,” Priscilla gently shook the Sacaen woman’s shoulder.
“Ugh…” Karla rubbed her forehead. “My head hurts…” she grumbled before sitting up. “Wha-?”
“Oh good! You’re ok, now you can help me revive your-”
“Arg! My sword! Where the fuck is my sword!” Karel screamed as he frantically searched in the sand for his beloved weapon. “Where it is it!”
Erk stepped back a few paces, “Lady Priscilla, I think we should leave now.”
Priscilla blinked, “Huh?”
“No! It can’t be gone! My precious…my beautiful precious sword…” Karel started rocking back and forth, his eyes darting from person to person. “One of you stole it…I know one of you did it…”
Karla sighed and rubbed her temples. “Brother, stop your nonsense right now…”
“No! I won’t…not until I get my precious back…so pretty…and it’s gone…I will find it though, yes I will.” The swordsman then proceeded to cackle like a madman…because…that was basically what he was-a madman.
Guy stood up attempting to ignore the loud grumbling of his stomach, “Umn…instructor? Instructor Karel?”
The dark-haired swordsman started fidgeting with the sleeves of his jacket.
“I think we should take a vote, all in favor of knocking him out say I!”
“Erk! That’s so, just not very nice! Look, he’s practically going crazy because he lost his sword…” Priscilla seemed unsure of her words…after all, the swordsman was acting like a raving lunatic…and it was only a sword…
Karla sighed again before standing up, “He’ll go on for hours you know…until he finds a sword…”
Priscilla and Erk stared blankly at the Sacaen woman.
Guy scratched the back of his head…huh, his headband was gone…ah! That felt odd…well…at least he had his sword, maybe he could cut a strip from his pants…they already looked shredded enough…The green haired man drew his blade and proceeded to hack a strip of cloth from the edge of his pant-leg.
Karel perked up when he heard the sound of a blade being drawn. He turned his gaze in Guy’s general direction, “Sword…shiny sword…” The Sacaen swordsman got a glazed, faraway look in his eyes. “My shiny sparkly sword…all mine…” he mumbled.
Erk gulped, “Umn guy, I think you should put that thing away.”
“What? But I’m done now, see? New headband.” Guy tied the strip of fabric around his head as if it were a bandana, his sword was still in his hand.
“My shiny shimmering sparkly!” Karel lunged at the other Sacaen male and the two proceeded to fight over the sword.
“Oh, St. Elimine protect us…” Erk mumbled hiding behind Priscilla.
Karla bit her lip, oh no, Guy was more than likely a dead man if one of them didn’t do something…ugh! Damnit…this was going against all the morals she had been taught, “I’m so sorry Karel…” The Sacaen woman unhooked her sword sheath and smacked her insane brother in the head-once to knock him out and then again just to be cautious.
The crazed swordsman fell limply on top of Guy, releasing his hold on the sword.
“Ah! Get him off!” Guy shouted.
Karla and Priscilla proceeded to drag Karel off of Guy as Erk stood in the background watching.
“Umn, yes, now what do we do with him?” the mage inquired.
“Carry him I guess…we do have to find everyone else after all…” Priscilla answered.
“Oh, right…so who’s going to carry him?”
“You and Guy.”
“What?” both conscious men shouted at the same time.
The healer put her hands on her hips and glared at Guy and Erk, “Come on! You’re men! You both can easily lift double what Karla or I could...well maybe not you Erk…”
“What! But Lady Priscilla, I’m a mage I have-”
Priscilla sent Erk a death glare, “Now Erk…my father is paying good money for you to be my bodyguard…”
“Ugh! Fine!” the mage grumbled and walked over to the unconscious Karel and poked him a couple of times with a twig just to make sure he was out cold.
Guy sighed and sheathed his sword before getting off the ground and moving over to Karel, “Alright Erk, you grab his feet and legs and I’ll grab his upper body, got it?”
The mage nodded.
“Alright Erk, on the count of three then-one, two, three!”
Both men picked up Karel with surprising ease.
Priscilla smiled, “Good, alright, now let’s head out.”
Ninian pulled her knees up to her chest and bit her lip, she wouldn’t cry…just because Eliwood wasn’t here didn’t mean that he wasn’t alive…oh no…Eliwood was alive…she was sure, he had to be!
“Ninian, are you alright?”
“Ah, Hawkeye…yes…I-I’m fine…just…tired…” she replied.
“…Did you hear that Marcus?”
“Hear what Oswin?”
“Hey! Hey don’t move!” a panting and exhausted Lowen ran up to the group of four people. “Ugh…sand…is evil…” The green haired knight leaned forward trying to catch his breath.
“Ah! Sir Lowen, glad to see you’re safe!” Marcus smacked the young man on the back rather hard, causing Lowen to fall face first into the sand.
“Ugh! Marcus!”
Ninian momentarily forgot her worries and giggled. “Oh dear, Sir Marcus…I think you overdid it…”
“Ahahaha, I suppose I did.”
Oswin shook his head, “Come on people; be serious here. We have to find Lord Hector and Lord Eliwood.”
Marcus crossed his arms, “Oswin, it was just a bit of fun, don’t you tease the underling Ostian Knights?”
“No…I have no time for such dallying.”
Hawkeye groaned, “Stop.”
Everyone turned to face the large man, surprised that he was talking to them at all.
“Now that I have your attention, Marcus…Oswin is right, we need to find Lord Eliwood and the others…”
“Ah, I suppose you are right…Lowen can you get up from there?”
“Ugh…I suppose so…” The green haired knight pushed himself off the ground and spat out a mouthful of sand. “Blech…Marcus, please don’t do that again…the sand…I don’t think it’s that good for eating.”
“Ah, well sorry there Lowen, I didn’t think you’d fall over like that...” Marcus looked over all of his traveling companions, “Well, onward we go then!”
“Ugh…I’m so tired…Erk, can you carry me? I’m not so used to walking…”
The purple-haired mage rolled his eyes, “I might’ve considered it if I wasn’t lugging around a crazed swordsman.”
“Oh that’s right, sorry about that Erk…”
“Hey, guys! I think I see people up ahead!” Guy remarked.
“Finally! Maybe Raymond is with them!” Priscilla grabbed Karla’s arm and rushed ahead, leaving Guy and Erk with the still unconscious Karel.
“Hey! What about us!” Erk whined.
“Hello!” Priscilla called out.
“It’s Priscilla! My baby sister is alive!” in an uncharacteristic move of emotional display that wasn’t anger, Raven pulled away from Rebecca and ran over to his sister-whom he gave a big bear hug to.
“Raymond! You’re alive!” Priscilla sniffed and hugged her brother back despite the fact that his was crushing her lithe frame with the sheer force of his hug.
“Arrrr, ‘aint it sweet Rebecca?” Dart asked the young archer, Wil was still in his arms.
“Oh Dart!” Rebecca sniffed and then proceeded to hug the pirate. “It’s so…touching…” She continued to sniffle.
Hector cleared his throat…once, twice…”HEY! Pay attention to me damnit!”
Everyone continued on with their business. Karla stood motionless as Guy and Erk tottered over to her with the still unconscious Karel. Rebecca was clutching at her brother’s arm, and somehow Wil ended up as a heap on the ground at Dart’s feet. Serra looked up at Hector momentarily before resuming an inspection of her nails. Raven and Priscilla were still having their moment…
Raven released his hold on Priscilla, “Are you hurt at all little sister?”
The healer’s eyes welled up with tears as she clutched at Raven’s shirt, “Oh Raymond…it’s so horrible, I’m sunburned and I can’t heal myself…it hurts something awful.”
Hector grumbled, “Fine…I’ll just make you listen…” The great lord looked around the rather large clearing…There was a big square concrete pad in the center with an ‘H’ on it…hmn…He looked around some more and found a rather large palm tree protruding from the edge of the clearing. Hector walked over to the tree, pulled out his Wolf Beil, and started hacking at it.
Erk and Guy deposited Karel in front of Karla.
“Ugh…So tired…” Erk sat down on the ground out of breath.
“Guy wiped a bit of sweat from his brow, “Oh come on Erk it wasn’t that bad…”
“TIMBER!”
The gigantic palm tree crashed to the ground, surprisingly not hitting anything but the dirt. Nobody looked over at the fallen tree.
Hector groaned, “Why, Elimine? Why?”
Suddenly, a group of people emerged from amidst the tall palms and other tropical trees…
“Ugh...finally! A clearing!” Legault was dead tired…despite the fact that Farina was rather thin…she was still rather heavy for a lanky gay man to carry, thus the lanky man let go of his burden, allowing her to fall to the ground…Farina did not wake up.
Lucius ran up beside Legault. “Look, there are people!” The blonde man started jumping up and down excitedly.
“Nice observation, captain obvious…” Legault muttered.
Lucius turned toward the thief. “Damnit Legault! Stop making smartass comments toward me! Everyone is always doing that, and I’m tired of it!” He then clenched his fists and stomped off toward the giant slab of concrete.
Legault chuckled, “He always gets so huffy…”
Sain walked up to Legault. “What did you do now? Why is Lucius so mad?”
“Umn…no reason…but it looks like some of our traveling companions are here…not Heath though…”
“Ah…well…my shoulder hurts…I think I’ll put Miss Fiora down now.” Sain proceeded to gently place the oldest Pegasi sister on the ground next to her unconscious sister. “Well I suppose we should speak with Hector or someone important to find out what’s what, eh?”
“Good idea…come along Florina, your sisters will be fine…”
“Ah! R-right…” The young Pegasus knight made her way over to the thief and paladin, however, she made sure to stand a few feet away from them both.
“Ah! I see light! Look everyone, light! And no more jungle! Woohoo!” Matthew sprinted ahead of the group he was currently leading into the clearing where everyone else seemed to be gathering…
“Oh Jaffar! Look! There’s Rebecca and her brother! And Lady Priscilla! Let’s go!” The young green haired mage tugged on Jaffar’s cloak pulling him toward the others.
“…” The former Black Fang member crossed his arms and simply let himself be led around.
“Damn…why can’t Lady Lyndis just wake up?” Heath grumbled.
“It is an honor to carry her, you vagabond!”
“Kent…don’t get so worked up I didn’t mean anything by it, and I’m not a vagabond…I’m more like an outlaw…” he muttered.
“Well…okay then…We should set her down here, I think…thank you for deciding to help me out though, I was getting rather tired…well it looks a good a place as any, and Farina and Fiora seem to be asleep here as well.
The two warriors laid Lyn down next to the two Pegasus knights before going to join their fellow companions.
“Hey Marcus! I think there is a clearing up ahead, with voices!”
“Lowen, how can a clearing have a voice?”
“I-well…I didn’t mean that…truly…it’s just I think there are people up ahead.”
“Ah! Well why didn’t you say so? Come on Oswin, let us find Lord Eliwood and Hector!” The paladin grabbed hold of the general and pulled him into the clearing in search of the lords.
“Oh. I hope Eliwood is alright…” Ninian sniffed.
“Don’t cry, I’m sure he’ll be fine…” Hawkeye gently patted her on the head. “Now cheer up, I’m sure your other friends will be there as well.”
“O-okay!”
Suddenly there was a faint roaring sound overhead that steadily got louder and louder until…
“It’s another dragon! Nergal came back from the dead! Ahh!” Lowen started running around in circles, pointing up at the sky.
Mostly everyone-except Lyn, Fiora, Karel and Farina-looked up at the sky as some flying thing started to descend down onto the concrete pad in the center of the clearing.
“Oh shit! We’re all gonna die! Hector, hold me!” Matthew proceeded to jump into Hectors arms and clutch at the big man’s neck.
Then a door opened on the contraption.
“Elimine on a cracker! What the hell is that?” Erk screamed as he stumbled backward, falling on his butt.
All of a sudden, someone stepped out of the flying apparatus, followed by two men in black suits and then…the tactician?
“Could someone please explain why Casey is with them?” Hector yelled out.
“Lord Hector! I shall protect you!” Oswin jumped in front of the blue haired man and pulled out his trusty ax.
The flying machine seemed to be stopping…and the roar died down.
“Ah! Hello people of Elibe!”
Everyone conscious looked at the person who had emerged from the flying device-some curious, some freaked and some just wanting to know what the hell just happened.
“Uh, well you see this thing here is a helicopter…” The person pointed to the giant metal device and then she pointed to the huge metal slab. “This is a helicopter landing pad…”
Everyone just looked even more confused.
“Shultz, megaphone please?”
One of the men in black handed the person a megaphone.
“Umn…anyway…uh…My name is Trina, and welcome to Paradise Island where you all will be competing for…drum roll please?”
The other man in a black suit produced a snare drum from out of nowhere and started tapping away on it with drumsticks.
“One million gold!”
Everyone blinked once, twice…
Farina twitched…did she just hear something? Hmn…best to get up…wait…was that gold she heard? “Did someone say one-million gold?” Farina jumped up and fell over Fiora and Lyn effectively waking them both up.
“That is correct! You will all-well actually only 24 of you will get to compete but first…”
Casey-already knowing what was going on-looked around bored.
“Shultz, Derek, bring out the sandbox!”
Both men in black nodded and walked over to a rather large sand-filled sandbox and dragged it over to where Trina was standing.
“Before I start giving out any gold two of you must first find my cell phone and keys!”
No one moved a muscle.
“Umn…I need all of you to get down in the sand like this.” Trina got into the sandbox on her hands and knees and began shifting through the sand before looking back up at the members of Eliwood’s army. “Uh, you guys got that? Cause, I kinda need them them…”
No movement yet…
“Ugh, damnit, what Trina means is this, all of you get over to that sandbox-the giant sand-filled box there-and look for a pair of keys and a shiny piece of metal that opens. Then we will tell you how you can get the gold and how to get off this damn island, alright?”
The people that made up Eliwood’s army started conferring amongst themselves before rushing over to the sandbox and searching for the keys and cell phone-except Karel, he was still unconscious, and perhaps it was better that way…
A few minutes passed…
“I got them! I got the keys!” Matthew started waving around a small ring with four keys and a keychain.
“I think this is that other thing!” Farina clutched the cell and ran over to Trina. “So when do I get my gold?”
“Umn…yes…about that, everyone just stand back!”
All the people that had been riffling through the sandbox got out and stood back away from Trina and her two bodyguards.
“Alright, you’ve all been brought here for a contest, no one leaves until the contest is done, and only one of you will be leaving one million gold richer!”
Everyone looked at Trina intently.
“You all are stuck on this island for one month. Basically you will be divided into two groups of 12; Farina and Matthew will be your team leaders.”
Shouts of joy could be heard from the blue haired Pegasus knight and the blonde thief.
“You will all be put through a series of tests, trials, whatever, and the team that fails will have to vote off one teammate. Eventually there will be only two of you left at the end of the month. Then everyone will vote between the two people and one person will be left.” Trina made dramatic sweeping gestures with her arms and hands. “And they will win one-million gold!”
Casey sighed, “What overkill…”
A couple of the members of Eliwood’s army started cheering, some just stood there, and others were still confused.
“Welcome members of Eliwood’s army, this is the Ultimate Survivor Challege, Fire Emblem Style!”
I am Trina’s beta, RLnaruhina. And, let me tell you, everyone had better appreciate this, because I just went over it with a fine-toothed comb from two to three-thirty, megaphone please, AM! And I found a snare drum. Where could that have come from…? Oh well, just make sure you vote, or else I’ll come after you with my megaphone and drum. Oh, that may not seem like a very scary threat now, but just wait until you’re about to fall asleep and suddenly…You guessed it; vote or you’ll never sleep again, bwahaha. Tremble in fear of my awesome power! –Trina snatches drum and megaphone away- Sorry about that folks; I do that every once in a while. Anyway, just vote, it makes it so much more fun for Trina, and there’s nothing she loves more than fun. Except her keys…and her cell phone…Anyway, fun is high on her list. So vote…that’s all.