Ch. 1 The Kidnapping.

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While the world this story takes place was one of magic and mysticisms, it was not one of light and prosperity. Nor was it a world of fairy tales and happy endings. This world was one which had a never-ending war between light and darkness, good and evil. A world where both sides fought in a constant struggle in hopes of gaining dominance over the other.

On this world there was a continent isolated from all others, and on the continent, a kingdom, darker than any other. This was a country where the sun rarely rose above the dark clouds that covered it. Harsh desert winds blew throughout its unfertile soil, making life unbearable for all. On this land, the winters were long, and the springs were short. Growing food, and making an honest living was nearly impossible. This land was known as the country of Nohr, possibly the most miserable places one could be born in. For it was a land so shriveled that only criminals and nobles could afford a luxurious lifestyle.

Deep inside the kingdom of Nohr was its capital: a large militaristic city built within a large crater on top of cliff overlooking the blacked land. This city was shaped similar to a spider web, with three sets of circular walls dividing it into three sections based on people's social class, and several additional walls splitting through it as a means of dividing various other quarters of the city. These divisions were there not only to keep the people of various social norms segregated, but also ensure that different fractions of the city would remain protected in case of attack.

Within the deepest confines of Nohr's capital, was a black castle, its design was based off of one found in ancient Rome. Inside this castle was where the Royal Family of Nohr lived, ruling over their unfortunate people. While Nohr was a land of darkness and misery, their rulers still cared for their people and did everything they could to make life as bearable as they could. It was because of the strength of the royal family that Nohr was able to survive, and many people felt loyalty to their benevolent monarch who so desperately tried to bring them hope. However, all that was about to change.

Inside the castle walls, a lone girl, not much older than her preschool years huddled against the wall, was trembling as tears dripped down from her golden colored eyes. Her long blue hair touched the ground and moved across it like a sea of water. Her fair white skin was clothed in a well-made black and purple cloth with a tiara worn on the top of her head.

Standing over the girl were two figures, both dressed in ninja like clothing and each holding a sharp dagger. While these two figures looked, human, the girl knew that they weren't. Purple light glowed from their emotionless eyes, as pink flames formed an eerie aura around their bodies.

The small girl had cried out multiple times for help, however, no one would. The guards had already come and lectured her to stop playing such childish games so late as it would wake her father. They couldn't see these two figures. No one could, except for her, the one that they had come to kill.

One of the figures lunged towards the girl with his blade, but as soon as it did, a bright light flashed across the room, shattering his blade and knocking it back. Standing before the two figures was a man whose identity was hidden in a long robe, and whose wrists were both wrapped in garb. The only visible part of this man was his long blue hair that flowed out from under his hood.

This man held the girl in his arms, as a magical barrier surrounded him to defend against the two demonic creatures.

"You will not harm another member of my family!" The man roared.

A wave of energy erupted from the man's body, which knocked the two figures back once again and turned them into ashes. In another flash of light the man and small girl were then gone, away from Nohr forever.

The small girl looked around and found herself in the hall of another palace. However, this palace was nothing like the black, stone walled castle she had grown up in. It was made of fine wood and marble. The walls were brightly colored and decorated in a Japanese style, with doors that were designed to slide open instead of open and close outward. Bright, circular lanterns lit its warm halls, allowing her to see the long stretches clearly. The hooded man set the girl down on the wooden tile floor, where she was still shaking in fear.

"Have no fear my child, for I have taken you to the Kingdome of Hoshido. Here, is where my beloved lives. Her name is Mikoto. She will take care of you and protect you from those that wish you harm." The man spoke. "Please, take these."

The man handed the girl a pair of strange stones, each attached to a single necklace.

"Keep them safe. You will need them when the time is right."

"Who's there?" A voice shouted from down the hall.

The small girl turned to see a group of men dressed in samurai armor approaching her. As the soldier reached her, a look of dismay covered their faces as they discovered her true identity.

"It's the Nohrian princess!" One of the soldiers gasped. "Quickly seize her, now!"

Several of the guards drew their weapons as they prepared to capture the princess who belonged to the nation that was their archenemy.

The Nohrian princess turned back to her savior, only to see that he had already vanished with as little trace as he appeared. She was alone, a captive in an enemy nation.

"Stop!"

Upon hearing the order, the Hoshidan soldiers simultaneously touched their weapons to the ground and bowed before the woman that stood before them. This woman had the appearance of someone whom was both beautiful and kind. Her fair white skin was nearly identical to that of the Nohrian princess. Her long black hair was tied in a single braid that went below her waist, and she had chocolate brown eyes. Her outfit was grand; something only someone of the highest nobility would wear. It was composed of a Japanese gown made of silver and gold silk, with a long cape, and gold tiara on her head.

"You're princess Azura, aren't you." The young woman addressed the small child in a soothing voice.

"Y-yes." The small princess could barely muster the words to speak; still being so terrified her body was practically in shock.

The woman Knelt down and placed a warm hand on the young, princess Azura as she began to comfort her.

"My name is Empress Mikoto." The woman introduced. "Don't worry, no one is going to hurt you. You're safe now. Come; let's get you a warm bath and some fresh food. I'm sure you're starving from your journey. My husband will be home soon. I'm sure he'll want to meet you."

As the Hoshidan Empress helped the young Azura to her feet and led the girl through her new home, which she thought would be a safe haven for her, she herself was ignorant to the dangers that existed along the borders of her own country. For fleeing towards the Kingdom of Nohr on the back of a Pegasus was a lone samurai. This samurai was dressed in silver and gold armor, and had a gold crown on the top of his head, befitting of an emperor. He carried a small child, bundled in his arms. Chasing the Emperor were a group of black wyverns, each being ridden by an invisible rider like the ones that had attempted to kill the Nohrian princess just moments ago.

Author's notes: Hello readers, I hope you're enjoying the introduction to this story. As fans of fire emblem can probably already tell, there will be allot of twists from the original plot, so I'm hopping both old and new fans alike will be kept guessing what will be happening. Hope you enjoy and happy reading.