"What the- where in blazes am I?"

Brady looked around what seemed like a snowy mountain range, snow gracefully floating down to touch his pale and smooth skin. Grey, though stained an icy blue in places, rock covered the area around him. Giant skyscraper size mountains covering the landscape made it hard to determine where exactly he was. The closest place to Ylisse with snow would be Ragna Ferox, that place was known for being cold...speaking of cold. The cold was quickly getting to him...healer robes aren't exactly the best at fighting the cold. As the man slowly blinked memories started flooding back, the reason he even went through that damned portal in the first place. Owain. Why did owain have to say goodbye that night...

It was a quiet and mild temperatured night, on their way back from a visit to his aunt lissa's his cousin owain decided to walk along with him. They didn't chat much, this thug of a prince wasn't much for idle conversation. Which, when you're a prince, kinda sucks. Ah yes, prince Brady of ylisse. Son of Chrom and marrible, nephew to Lissa and cousin to owain. Brady wasn't much of a prince, as said before he wasn't exactly a...social person. Didn't care for manners of a proper way of speaking, but tried his best to obey his mothers demands. Luckily he knew how to put on an act...or at least knows when to shut his trap and let his parents do the talking.

All in all, childhood wasn't that bad. Sure he got some lectures from his mother and his father spent more time training his sister than he ever did was him, but he was happy. He lived a comfortable life in a castle with servants always willing to serve him at a moment notice, he had a stern but caring mother, a strong and dependable father and a wonderful caring sister. Lucina, he was eager to get back home to see her.

But breaking the silence his cousin Owain had a grim look, one of sadness and regret. His normally hopeful and enegetic eyes now dull with a look of defeat, that smile that never seemed to fade was now a much more hopeless frown, his whole body seemed sluggish yet stiff.

"Goodbye Brady"

The bitter way those words forced their way out from his lips made it seem like he swallowed some kind of poison and had started to spit it out. A slow march away, and a refusal to look Brady in the eyes told him all he needed to know. This was...he meant goodbye for real. But why? Why did he have to go? Lissa didn't seem mad at him, and he's one of Owain's best friends! If there was something troubling him...he would of said so...right?

It was on a whim that the prince decided not to return to the castle that night, rather he made not of what direction Owain was going and once he was sure the once energetic boy wouldn't hear him following...he followed. Staying a distance away, ever so slowly sticking to trees...bushes...anything that would provide cover.

The last thing he remembers was seeing a strange blue haired man in a white-ish gray cloak and hood, and a mysterious portal of some kind. His memory was hazy, but the last few seconds of seeing Owain go into the portal, occompanied by Severa and Inigo, were very clear. There was only one thought that came to him. Jump in after them.

These memories were suddenly interupted by a mature, yet unmistakingly woman like voice.

"Hey! Are you dead?"

Brady's tired and sore muscles ached as he managed to lift his head a bit, sitting up slightly to get a better view of the woman that had either come to his rescue or much more likely here to make him meet his demise.

"Ugh...just about not. Aint a risen yet."

Now Brady looked on to see a woman, pure white hair with a streak of red which contrasted the pureness of her white hair...plus the snow around them. She had...impressive muscles to say the least and wore what brady could only describe as a suicide wish in this cold. It didn't cover much of anything at all apart from her legs. Her arms were exposed as she wore no type of top, rather just bandages covering and restricting her breasts. Her skin tone was much like flavia, whom he had met during one of his dad's trips to Ragna Ferox, though maybe a tad darker. Strange red markings stained the area below her eyes though not quite her cheek, speaking of her eyes they were a equally fierce firery flattering red.

"A risen? What in the gods name is a risen?"

She squinted as she looked down on him, a look of both confusion and distrust all in one fixated entirely on him.

"Uh...nevermind, but neither of us are gonna last long in this damned cold."

Brady moved to get up, moving one leg to bend as to put pressure on the ground and lift himself into a weak but stable stand.

"Ha! Not for a member of the flame tribe! You scared of a little cold?"

Yes, not that he would say that. This woman held a cocky smile, if it weren't for his superior height she would be looking down on him in every way.

"Scared? No. Concerned that I'm not used to this cold? Yes."

"Uh...you're right. Let's get inside."

They started to walk to what looked like a wood cabin outside a small town. This woman was kind enough to take the hurt and cold healer into her home, or what he assumed to be her home. A simple wooden home, it was warm enough especially with the coal pit with some sticks alight ontop of it, but one thing still bothered his mind...how can you look like that and not be cold? She did mention something about a flame tribe...she was certainly hot en- stop that brady now is not the time.

"Here, sit. It'll warm you up."

The mysterious tanned women was the first to sit by the fire, crossing her legs as she sat. A stern, almost cocky and prideful, smirk plastered onto her face. A quick few steps to the other side and a not so quick bending down allowed the healer to move his legs to sit across from her. He let out a small "Gah!" As his back seemed to click the moment he managed to cross his legs.

"Phew...much better. Thanks uh..."

"Rinkah."

"Thank ya Rinkah. The name's B-"

What was he thinking...this new strange place...heck for all he knew he could of been in the past! He couldn't tell them his real name. Maybe they were enemies of Ylisse? Would they kill him for being a prince? In any case he decided it would be better not to use his real name for now. He also made note to keep his inner thigh covered at all times, for that's where his royal bloodline's mark decided to place itself.

"The name's...?"

Rinkah, as she said he name was, gave a look of suspicion apon the prince. Almost like she was expecting something.

Think- THINK. Something similar to Brady but not, something...

"B-riley! The name's Briley!"

Briley? REALLY, IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN COME UP WITH?! Oh Naga she's not going to believe that, his life is over, she's going to kill him for sure! She might even-

"Briley? That's a...strange name. Cant say I've heard it before."

Although she kept the suspicious glare, her smile seemed to indicate she had let her guard down somewhat. Phew, did something right aparently!

"Well i aint ever heard of a name like Rinkah before."

A quick look of surprise was soon replaced by a slightly more open smile, cockyness just oozing from this woman.

"Ha, touche."

The thug with a heart of gold found it in himself to smirk back at her, he always was good at sass. In many ways this woman reminds him of his mother, weather that was a good or bad thing...he can't say for sure.

"So, care so enlighten me as to why you were out in that weather?"

"I could ask ya the same"

That smirk faded slightly, it could almost be described as a slight frown.

"Knock that off, it's annoying."

"Then why are ya smirking?"

"Shut it! Now tell me why you were out there face down in the snow."

Oh no, she was pressing him for answers. Think Brady- I mean Briley! Sure you can come up with something! Maybe you were kidnapped, maybe you were-

"I was, out for a jog?"

MIND, STOP. THIS IS NOT A GOOD EXCUSE. A feeling of dread seemed to fix itself onto Brady now, but his face remained unchanged.

"A jog? No offence but you dont seem like the type to jog."

"That's why i was jogging! To get inta shape!"

Another look of disbelief as the fire crackled away

"Likely story. So lets say i believe this...why haven't i seen you around here before?"

"I...got lost? Where is here anyway"

"Well, you're just outside Hoshido."

This marked the start of Brady's adventures in the past.

Not too long after settling down, and the man finally able to convince rinkah he was in fact out for a jog, a green haired man entered the room in a hurry. There was one thing he noticed about this man...he was nearly as bad as rinkah when it comes to clothes that dont fit the cold. To be fair it does cover mostly everything, but the material was loose fitting and thin, the man himself was fairly tall with a rather handsome face actually.

"Rinkah! I bring grave news, Corrin has betreyed Hoshido and sided with the enemy."

Oh no...not war, he just finished a damned war!

"WHAT?! Damned traitor! He wont live when i- no. That shall be lord Ryoma's duty."

The anger in Rinkah's eyes was enough to make shivers crawl up brady's spine.

"Uh...what's this about?"

"Oh, and you would be?"

The green haired man turned to Brady, this man seemed kinda tall now that he thought about it...or maybe it was because he was sitting down.

"This is Briley, i found him outside in the cold."

"Rinkah, are you sure that was a wise descion?"

Ouch, that was a blow to his pride if he ever heard one

"He doesn't dress like a nohrian, besides...i couldn't just leave him to die. Even if he is a nohrian spy i want the pleasure of killing him myself"

At this point he felt kinda sick of all the bashing, he aint gonna sit there and take this!

"You do know I'm right here?"

That skeptical look on the green haired man's face was now replaced by a almost sympathetic one, handsome...if he had to say.

"My apologies, Briley, but in these times one cannot afford to be anything other than suspicious."

"S'alright. There a war going on or something?"

War...memories of his time with the shepherds came to surface. War was...an expierence, one you don't forget no matter how long you live.

"You catch on quickly."

"Yeah well, guess you could say I'm used to war."

Those words held more truth than they ever should

"Briley i think it would be best if we acompany you to hoshido. No offence but...you don't seem like the type to be well suited in a battle."

"I got my staff to clonk a few thugs over the head! And I can heal your wounds, you aint gettin nowhere if your leg gets blown off!"

While it was true he wasn't a promoted class right now...and he couldn't defend himself...still doesn't mean he's useless! He can run...kinda

"Ha! I like your style, means you won't steal my thunder!"

"Anyway. Rinkah, Briley, i think we should depart immediatley"

The three left the woodin cabin and trecked out through the snowy conditions. Luckily Hoshidan forces were on guard near by due to the choice of prince corrin. So before long they were escorted to the capital city of hoshido. The city was large but the people seemed to be...depressed? Fruit stalls were empty, buldings locked up, the sound of children playing eerily absent from the colourful streets.

"What's the deal with the people? They look like their favourite violin got busted."

"That would be because..."

"The queen. Makoto. She was assassinated."

WELL NICE JOB THERE BRADY.

"Ah horsedung I'm sorry, i didn't know."

Assassination...war...all of this seemed far too familiar. Are the gods playing some kind of prank on him?

"It's quite alright Briley, you are new to Hoshido after all."

"I shoulda known, i know that face better than anyone. That face when your queen dies...cant mistake it."

Emeryn...aunt Emeryn. How could he forget something like that?

"Sounds like quite a tale."

"Didn't she have guards or something?"

Even a exalt like aunt Emeryn had guards, surely this queen wasn't that stupid? Or rather, obliviously kind?

"The Queen was a very kind ruler, she trusted her people. Having gaurds around constantly would give off the impression she didn't trust her own people."

Rinkah's smile left, he never saw that even for a second back in the cabin. That beautiful...intoxicating smile- STOP IT.

"Ah...makes sense. Aunt Em- i our queen...back home. She was the same."

Nice save genius.

"Enough of this depressing talk, we got you to the city so now we must be o-"

"Wait! You said something about a war...you need a healer?"

He's far too used to war to not go at this point, he aint gonna sit out and let all his friends and others do all the work...not like...not like back in the past.

"You saying you want to join the war?"

"Well, I'm used to war. I know a thing or two. My father was friends with a tactition...I picked up a few tricks."

Well that wasn't a TOTAL lie.

"Well...i do say that could prove useful."

"Ha! Next thing you'll be telling us you're actually a prince!"

If only she knew how close she was that day to the truth

"Har har very funny.

Eventually they entered the castle brady was used to luxury but this was ridiculous!

"Rinkah, Kaze. About time you joined us...and brought a guest?"

A somewhat tall man in red armour was the one to spea, rediculously long brown hair moving up and down every time he moved an inch or spoke. A scowl seemed to be on his face, no doubt about that traitor he heard. Plus having a random stranger in yours castle...doubt that helps.

"This is Briley, he claims to be from outside both hoshido and nohr. Says he got lost and ended up just outside hoshido. But he says he's eager to join the war...even says he knows something about tactics."

That about sums it up.

"We already have a perfectly good strategist. Besides how can we be sure he isn't a nohrian spy?"

WAIT SHIT THEY DO? Is what the thug prince thought, so much for the strategy plan..

"To be honest i cant say for sure. Even Kaze has his suspicions..."

OH THANKS GUYS THIS HELPS A LOT, is what Brady thought once again.

"I am right here ya know? Don't i at least get a chance to defend myself?"

Don't show how much it hurts Brady, don't cry infront of royalty...wait doesn't he count as royalty?

"Ah, of course. Forgive my tact, please do explain what it is you have to offer. Make it good."

Well here goes nothing, time to bluff his way through!

"Well my father back from y-...from home, he was a pretty big deal. Lead a small army, well more like a band of misfits. He was friends with a tactition, one of the best tactions history had ever seen at that. Now when i was growing up my ma made me read daily, and my old man just so happened to have a few strategy books from his old friend. Spent years studying them, and i aint ever seen another living soul use strategies like he could...cept me."

There were so many things wrong with that- wait...why is the lobster man nodding?

"Hmm...if what you say is true...then Yukimura will test your ability first hand. But just to make sure you don't try anything rinkah shall escort you wherever you go...except for private matters of course. Rinkah i entrust that you have no objections to this proposal?"

"You can count on me, lord ryoma."

That...that actually worked? How dense are these people?

"Excellent. And Briley do keep in mind if you don't prove as useful as you claim your stay will be...short."

The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife, but with the worse behind him brady simply gulped before responding

"Uh...yes lord Ryoma."

Quickly the thug prince himself found this situation to be...acceptable. He was staying in a castle, though if he was perfectly honest he was used to this level of luxury. After all he was the prince of ylisse. Yes this thug...this "lowlife" as his mother had said...was a prince. Not exactly the princely sounding or looking type but a prince none the less. And being escorted by Rinkah...he cant say he doesn't mind being escorted around by a lady such as herself. Besides he appreciated her sass...a woman with that level of sass is rare...plus they did get along well...she will make a good friend.

Only a friend

keep telling yourself that Briley.

Briley...that's going to take some getting used to.

"Hey, Briley."

"Yeah?"

He turned to the female besides him as they walked down a fairly absent and quiet corridoor.

"Where do you come from? You never gave an actual answer."

"That's- uh."

Think Brady think!

"Just some town out in the country. My pa and ma retired there."

Well not entirely untrue...his parents did own a vacation home away from Ylisse.

"And where would your parents be from may i ask?"

"That's uh...i never got a chance to ask em."

Now it was Brady's turn to hold a frown.

"What do you mean? You can just go up and ask them!"

"My ma and pa are...six feet under."

The look of absolute shock and regret on Rinkah's face was...priceless.

"O-oh...gods Briley i didn't-"

"It's fine. Guess we're even after the queen thing."

At that moment his heart grew about 10 times, after seeing the most heart warming smile he had ever recieved.

"I like your style, keep it up strategist."

"As you say flame princess."

"That's a little too much."

"S'what i do best."

Both just looked to eachother while walking, smirking more than he thinks he ever has...

"Shut up for now, this will be your room. My room is across the hall but dont get used to it. As you will be part of the army...we wont stay in one place. Hope ya like camping!"

"Well I'm used to it. Now it is gettin pretty late...night Rinkah."

"Don't be a stranger Briley, i still need to get you back for the flame princess remark."

And with that Rinkah made her away across the hall and entered her room, allowing Brady to breath for a second...until.

"She isn't normall-"

"HOLY CROW FEATHERS! Don't sneak up on a guy like that!"

A rather shocked and scared prince turned to see Kaze, the green haired ninja right behind him. How did he get there?!

"My apologies. As a ninja stealth is a natural part of me at this point. It wasn't my intention to sneak up on you."

Ninja huh? That explains the outfit...

"S'alright...just don't do it again."

"Will do.

"So...what were you saying Kaze?"

Something about Rinkah...if he remembers.

"She isn't normally that social with people...or anyone."

"So uh...why me? I aint exactly the social type myself."

"I think that's exactly why."

"Uh...that don't make a lot of sense."

It made as much sense as his father inviting grima over for a tea party

"In due time Briley, if that is your real name. Be warned that even though i may like you i have a duty to identify and ellimant potential threats to hoshido."

"Right...will keep it in mind."

"Goodnight briley."

"Night ka-"

And without a fraction of a second to spare he was out of sight

"How does he do that?!"

In any case Brady knew he should get some sleep, or perhaps...revise some of the strategy books that just so happen to be kindly put into his room!

"Jackpot! I did need to revise the basics..."

By that he meant he hasn't had a chance to revise any strategy book or even play a game of chess in...about 2 years. 2 hours were spent writing down make shift strategies using the books he had splayed across the table and what he could remember of robin's strategies...brady didn't know a whole lot but he knew that these seemed to be some unique and dare he say...passable strategies! But as the night grew shorter he had no choice but to retire for the night. Sure everyone else had gone to sleep a few hours ago...but he was used to little sleep. Back in the future...or...past? Wait where exactly in time IS he? Anyway...

It was sometime later that the thug prince was awoken by punch to his shoulder, as his eyes began to open he noticed two things...rinkah has beautiful eyes...and a hard punch!

"AH GODS I'M UP I'M UP!"

"About time! By the way you snore like a dying faceless."

"Faceless?"

"Nevermind. Just get up!"

"Ok got it!"

"..."

"I went to bed only in my pants didn't i"

"I'll wait outside."

Well...that was embaresing...but hey she didn't scream out in horror! And from that blush, although it was hard to notice, she was impressed! Well that's one way to lighten a mans mood. Anyway this prince had better get dressed, his usual attire should do just fine."A'ight. I'm dressed now."

"Okay..."

She opened the door and just as brady had said he was dressed.

"Phew..."

"You're still bluhsing."

"SHUT IT. You'd better get prepared anyway, yukimura will test your skills first hand in 1 hour. Get prepared."

"When you stop blushing."

Cue another hard hit to the shoulder

"AH GODS I GET IT!"

"Good, I'll be waiting outside so just tell me when you're prepared."

It all comes down to this...will he make his new life in this hoshido place...or will this thug prince be pushed aside? And will he ever encounter his friends again? He would get the answers but not for a while.

(sooooo how did i do? I hope you enjoyed this short little fic and i plan to make more chapters in the future! I appreciate feedback too! This has been the remake of chapter 1, I'm happy with what I've changed and I hope you all are too!)