Fire Emblem Fan Fiction / Fire Emblem Fan Fiction ❯ Fire Emblem: The Dark King ❯ Recruits? Sheesh! ( Chapter 8 )
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Chapter 8: Recruits? Sheesh!
We got things sorted out with Jira’s parents. Jira and I would have one day left with eachother before her parents took her home. There was a swimming pool at the Inn Jira and I were staying at, so we decided to go swimming. Luckily, I had brought a swimsuit, but Jira had not.
Fortunately, Jira’s mother, Marisa, had a spare suit for Jira to wear. It was a two-piece, a really, really, TIGHT two-piece. “Uhh… Jira, isn’t that your moms?” I asked
“Yeah, so?” She answered, looking at herself in the mirror in the bathroom.
“It’s tight on you. Isn’t it supposed to be kind of, BIG on you, if it’s your moms?” I asked
“She tends to wear skimpy swimwear,” Jira said
“Apparently!”
As me, Jira (and Jira’s “not-so” swimsuit) entered the pool, I said, “Mmm… feels good! These summer days are really hot!”
“Yeah…” Said Jira, her voice with a tone of sadness in it
“What’s wrong?” I asked
“It reminds me of the day you and I went swimming in the lake”
“Oh…” I said, reluctantly… to cheer her up, I said “Hey! Lets have a contest to see who can hold their breath underwater the longest!”
“Ok! She cheerfully answered!” She immediately went underwater, as did I. I stayed under for a good minute, then came up for air. Jira was still under. I was amazed at how long she could hold her breath. I went under again to take a look at how she was doing. She was dead. Or, at least, looked like it. Her eyes were wide open, but so was her mouth. She had drowned!
I pulled her out of the water and started to give her the Heimlich. That didn’t work. Then, I gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and she started to cough-up water. I was relieved. As she gasped for breath, she uttered two words: “Stay… Stay…” Then, she lost consciousness. Though she was unconscious, she was still living, and breathing, so I carried her up to our room, and set her on the bed to rest…
“SHE CAN?!” I said, with extreme happiness
Artur nodded his head “Since you saved our daughter’s life, she may accompany you on your quest… but under one condition!”
“What, sir?” I asked, slightly taken aback
Artur smiled “Keep her safe. Please.”
As Jira and I parted with her parents, I gave a hearty wave, and a big smile. We were headed to the UMTM headquarters, which was only about a mile, or two, outside Frelia gates. We talked, but I couldn’t get the picture of Jira in her mom’s tight swimsuit out of my head…
As Jira and I entered the UMTM headquarters, we were asked our names.
“Max Miller” I said
“Jira” Said Jira
“Last name..?” Asked the burly security guard
“None” Jira replied. I gave her a strange look, but it was nothing to worry about, I assured myself.
“Enter” Said the guard, morosely. Jira and I entered the high-roofed UMTM HQ building. The walls were made of brass, and there were people everywhere. I remembered the day Jira and I met eachother. We were in this same building, but it was deserted. There was nobody in it but us, but just as Jira arrived, we had to go and fight.
As we looked around, a skinny boy, with short brown hair, that looked our age, came up and handed us each an old piece of parchment. “Here is you list of recruits” Said the boy “I’m right at the top there!” he said, proudly. I read out loud:
Fortunately, Jira’s mother, Marisa, had a spare suit for Jira to wear. It was a two-piece, a really, really, TIGHT two-piece. “Uhh… Jira, isn’t that your moms?” I asked
“Yeah, so?” She answered, looking at herself in the mirror in the bathroom.
“It’s tight on you. Isn’t it supposed to be kind of, BIG on you, if it’s your moms?” I asked
“She tends to wear skimpy swimwear,” Jira said
“Apparently!”
As me, Jira (and Jira’s “not-so” swimsuit) entered the pool, I said, “Mmm… feels good! These summer days are really hot!”
“Yeah…” Said Jira, her voice with a tone of sadness in it
“What’s wrong?” I asked
“It reminds me of the day you and I went swimming in the lake”
“Oh…” I said, reluctantly… to cheer her up, I said “Hey! Lets have a contest to see who can hold their breath underwater the longest!”
“Ok! She cheerfully answered!” She immediately went underwater, as did I. I stayed under for a good minute, then came up for air. Jira was still under. I was amazed at how long she could hold her breath. I went under again to take a look at how she was doing. She was dead. Or, at least, looked like it. Her eyes were wide open, but so was her mouth. She had drowned!
I pulled her out of the water and started to give her the Heimlich. That didn’t work. Then, I gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and she started to cough-up water. I was relieved. As she gasped for breath, she uttered two words: “Stay… Stay…” Then, she lost consciousness. Though she was unconscious, she was still living, and breathing, so I carried her up to our room, and set her on the bed to rest…
“SHE CAN?!” I said, with extreme happiness
Artur nodded his head “Since you saved our daughter’s life, she may accompany you on your quest… but under one condition!”
“What, sir?” I asked, slightly taken aback
Artur smiled “Keep her safe. Please.”
As Jira and I parted with her parents, I gave a hearty wave, and a big smile. We were headed to the UMTM headquarters, which was only about a mile, or two, outside Frelia gates. We talked, but I couldn’t get the picture of Jira in her mom’s tight swimsuit out of my head…
As Jira and I entered the UMTM headquarters, we were asked our names.
“Max Miller” I said
“Jira” Said Jira
“Last name..?” Asked the burly security guard
“None” Jira replied. I gave her a strange look, but it was nothing to worry about, I assured myself.
“Enter” Said the guard, morosely. Jira and I entered the high-roofed UMTM HQ building. The walls were made of brass, and there were people everywhere. I remembered the day Jira and I met eachother. We were in this same building, but it was deserted. There was nobody in it but us, but just as Jira arrived, we had to go and fight.
As we looked around, a skinny boy, with short brown hair, that looked our age, came up and handed us each an old piece of parchment. “Here is you list of recruits” Said the boy “I’m right at the top there!” he said, proudly. I read out loud:
Recruit List:
Name: Riley
Rank: Nomad
Weapon: Bow
Mount: Horse
Name: Payton
Rank: Mercenary
Weapon: Sword
Mount: None
Name: Jonas
Rank: Mage
Weapon: Anima
Mount: None
Name: Riley
Rank: Nomad
Weapon: Bow
Mount: Horse
Name: Payton
Rank: Mercenary
Weapon: Sword
Mount: None
Name: Jonas
Rank: Mage
Weapon: Anima
Mount: None
“He enchanted this list!” Riley said, “Whenever anyone goes up a rank, the listed rank changes with them!” said Riley, trying to impress us.
Name: Adam
Rank: Cavalier
Weapon: Lance, Sword
Mount: Horse
Name: Knarth
Rank: Shaman
Weapon: Dark
Mount: None
Name: James
Rank: Fighter
Weapon: Axe
Mount: None
Name: Arielle
Rank: Myrmidon
Weapon: Sword
Mount: None
Name: Parz
Rank: Skyrider
Weapon: Lance
Mount: Pegasus, Wyvern
Name: Claire
Rank: Bishop
Weapon: Staff, light
Mount: None
Name: Ken
Rank: LordWeapon: Dagger, sword
Mount: None
Rank: Cavalier
Weapon: Lance, Sword
Mount: Horse
Name: Knarth
Rank: Shaman
Weapon: Dark
Mount: None
Name: James
Rank: Fighter
Weapon: Axe
Mount: None
Name: Arielle
Rank: Myrmidon
Weapon: Sword
Mount: None
Name: Parz
Rank: Skyrider
Weapon: Lance
Mount: Pegasus, Wyvern
Name: Claire
Rank: Bishop
Weapon: Staff, light
Mount: None
Name: Ken
Rank: LordWeapon: Dagger, sword
Mount: None
“Dagger?” Said a skeptical Jira.
“Yes,” Explained Riley “It’s a new weapon that’s just been issued to Lord Ken.”
“Why just Ken?” I asked
“Lord Ken is the prince of Renais! He’s Queen Eirika’s son!” Jira and I were shocked. For one thing, we didn’t even KNOW that Eirika had a son. For another, they chose us, two teenage tacticians, to lead the prince!
“The dagger is just like a javelin, or hand axe, but it’s a sword. It’s throw-able, small, and easy to wield. Here, let me take you to where my friends are waiting.”
Riley led us into a small round room, where he kneeled down beside eight other kneeling teens.
“Riley! Rise!” Said an armored man in the corner of the room. Riley stood, introduced himself, stood for a moment longer, than kneeled again.
“Payton! Rise!” Payton had very short black hair, and a sword sheath at his side. Payton introduced, than sat again.
“Jonas! Rise!” Jonas was a mildly short teen, with eye-length blonde hair. There was a tome strapped to his belt. He introduced himself, than sat.
“Adam! Rise!” Adam had longer hair than Riley, and a more freckly face. He introduced, than sat with the others.
“Knarth! Rise!” Knarth was a strange boy. He had long dark-purple hair, which went down to his waist. He was carrying a blackened tome. Without a word, Knarth sat down again.
“James! Rise!” James was not buff. In fact, it was very VERY hard to believe that James was a fighter. James had hair like Jonas’s but darker in color. James cheerily introduced himself, than sat.
“Arielle! Rise!” Arielle’s shoulder length hair was light brown. Her face was slightly freckly, and she seemed to be always smiling. Arielle introduced herself, than began talking about random things, but the armored man finally got her toe her sit.
“Parz! Rise!” Parz had neck-length, green-blue hair, and had the build of a Skyrider. He quietly introduced, than sat with the others.
“Claire! Rise!” Claire had a Staff strapped to her back, and a light tome at her side. Her long black hair looked soft, and glossy. Claire introduced herself, and sat down.
Finally, Ken stood. Ken had straight-up spiky hair, with the greenish tint of his mother’s hair. He bowed than said “Hello. I am Ken, the Prince of Renais. I await your command.”
“Yes,” Explained Riley “It’s a new weapon that’s just been issued to Lord Ken.”
“Why just Ken?” I asked
“Lord Ken is the prince of Renais! He’s Queen Eirika’s son!” Jira and I were shocked. For one thing, we didn’t even KNOW that Eirika had a son. For another, they chose us, two teenage tacticians, to lead the prince!
“The dagger is just like a javelin, or hand axe, but it’s a sword. It’s throw-able, small, and easy to wield. Here, let me take you to where my friends are waiting.”
Riley led us into a small round room, where he kneeled down beside eight other kneeling teens.
“Riley! Rise!” Said an armored man in the corner of the room. Riley stood, introduced himself, stood for a moment longer, than kneeled again.
“Payton! Rise!” Payton had very short black hair, and a sword sheath at his side. Payton introduced, than sat again.
“Jonas! Rise!” Jonas was a mildly short teen, with eye-length blonde hair. There was a tome strapped to his belt. He introduced himself, than sat.
“Adam! Rise!” Adam had longer hair than Riley, and a more freckly face. He introduced, than sat with the others.
“Knarth! Rise!” Knarth was a strange boy. He had long dark-purple hair, which went down to his waist. He was carrying a blackened tome. Without a word, Knarth sat down again.
“James! Rise!” James was not buff. In fact, it was very VERY hard to believe that James was a fighter. James had hair like Jonas’s but darker in color. James cheerily introduced himself, than sat.
“Arielle! Rise!” Arielle’s shoulder length hair was light brown. Her face was slightly freckly, and she seemed to be always smiling. Arielle introduced herself, than began talking about random things, but the armored man finally got her toe her sit.
“Parz! Rise!” Parz had neck-length, green-blue hair, and had the build of a Skyrider. He quietly introduced, than sat with the others.
“Claire! Rise!” Claire had a Staff strapped to her back, and a light tome at her side. Her long black hair looked soft, and glossy. Claire introduced herself, and sat down.
Finally, Ken stood. Ken had straight-up spiky hair, with the greenish tint of his mother’s hair. He bowed than said “Hello. I am Ken, the Prince of Renais. I await your command.”