Welcome to my first project. It's been in my mind for a long time, and I decided to type and post it on fanfiction. This is my first story and first attempt at humor so criticism is welcome.

First disclaimer (and I will say it once): Fire Emblem belongs to Nintendo. I only write this story for pure fun.

Second: English is my second language so expect some grammatical errors that you will encounter throughout the story.

Third: OOCs, swearings from the characters, spoilers for all FE games, shipping wars, archetype jokes, fan girls wars and fourth wall breaking.

So, no further. Let's get it started

Thousands of fans and audiences are screaming and cheering for their favorite Camus archetype. The stadium is crowded with the both player and enemy armies from different continents cheering for their Camus representative.

Welcome to the first Camus awards. This is dedicated to an enemy unit who has no ill will towards the army of the player, and serves their lords; despite that they know that their lords are either evil or corrupted, therefore they fight the player's army for the sake of their loyalty towards their lords and country. Additional to that is that they worried for the well being of their subordinates, allowing them to give the chance to flee the battlefield. Each of the candidates have either friends,siblings or lovers in the army of the player.

The stage curtain opens and Camus and Hardin takes on the stage, microphone in hand.

"Welcome to the first Camus awards. This is your host, the Leader of the Sable Knights of Grust, Camus." Camus introduced himself.

"And this is your co- host, the Prince of Aurelis turned twenty fourth King of Archanea, Hardin." Hardin introduced himself also.

"You only marry Nyna because of that bullshit pressured agreement!" a voice was screech throughout the audience and the Hero King himself, Marth stands up from his seat. "And Nyna only loves Camus!"

"Awwww…Thanks, Lord Marth" another voice joined and Camus blushed as he heard that voice.

"And you and Zephiel are on the same boat!" a third voice joined Marth. Roy stands up from his seat while Eliwood motions his son to sit down.

"Hey!" said the former King of Bern. Hardin groaned in dismay.

"ANYWAYS!" Camus continued, ignoring the cacophony of protest and voices, courtesy of Marth and Roy. "This award is dedicated to an enemy unit who serves his or her lord even they know that their liege are either evil or corrupted, have lovers, friends or siblings in the player's army, and takes the well being of their subordinates."

"And you disguised as Sirius in the second book." Sigurd muttered. Everyone agreed.

"Therefore they fought the player's army for the sake of loyalty of their King and country." Then he turned to the audience, "And I hear you, Lord Sigurd of Chalphy. Are you breaking the fourth wall?"

Silence ensures.

"Then, everyone! Cast your votes for your Camus Candidates and the final awards will be given after all the candidates are interviewed!"

Author's note:

So this is the prologue! Chapter one will be posted depends on my free time. School schedules kept me busy so I don't know when.

Like I said before, criticism is welcome.