FANFIC “If Jarod were a recruitable unit”
// WARNING: Jarod x Micaiah hints ///
(Finishing Part 1-Endgame: “Daein, Arise!”, before Prince Pelleas’ crowning)
After an overwhelming victory against General Jarod, Micaiah, in a last-minute change of mind, ordered her troops to instead finish Jarod’s life, capture him and turn him into a war prisoner
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SOTHE: Are you sure about this, Micaiah?
MICAIAH: Don’t worry, Sothe. It will probably be something rewarding.
JAROD: Well well, so the Maiden of Dawn herself is the one who’s going to torture me in order for me to spill the beans? Or better yet, would you prefer a public execution with dear ol’me in front of the principal plaza on Daein?
MICAIAH: What are you talking about? I would never do such horrible things…
SOTHE: Micaiah’s has been very considerate with you, she already had mercy on you twice, but if you have a death wish, I can take care of it.
JAROD: Consideration, you say? It was more of a stupid decision made by an incompetent general.
SOTHE: Don’t you dare insult Micaiah on my presence or you will regret it!
MICAIAH: Sothe, please, don’t fall for his taunts. General Jarod, I don’t have any intention on torturing nor execute you. I am here to talk.
JAROD: I don’t have anything to say to you. I lost my battle, lost my men out there and I don’t have anything worth to say. And if you think that you can use me as a hostage for a ransom so that Begnion can rescue me, don’t bet on it, they will not give any dime for my well being, I was disposable from the beginning.
SOTHE: I second that Micaiah, His own country left him to rot. We will have no profit whatsoever keeping him alive.
MICAIAH: That’s exactly what it’s intriguing to me.
Why did he choose to raise his spear against Daein even when Begnion yielded and finally gave recognition to Daein as an independent nation?
What’s the point in fighting a battle that’s already lost?
JAROD: Was that why you kept me alive? Just to ask nonsense like this?
JAROD: Hahaha! You are so stupidly naïve, even more than I thought.
SOTHE: Take it back or I’ll…
MICAIAH: Maybe it wasn’t the most brilliant decision, but it was something entreating enough to ask you directly.
JAROD: And what do you intend to do when you get my answer?
MICAIAH: I-I haven’t thought about it yet.
JAROD: Ha! You make me laugh so much that I’ll be generous and I’ll dedicate you some words: Mind your own business.
I will tell you no more, so you better get the hell out of here.
SOTHE: Hm, just as I thought, that guy won’t budge, but I don’t think that he’s covering someone, it appears that he just simply does not care at all.
MICAIAH: I feel the same, it’s just that I don’t completely get why…
SOTHE: Does it matter? It was probably a desperate struggle to gain control of Daein again.
SOTHE: I’ll repeat it again, Micaiah, I am against the idea of him being alive.
If you don’t want to kill him for any reason, I can just take care of it without a trace.
MICAIAH: Let’s wait a bit more, maybe he will eventually speak up.
He’s behind bars and unarmed, he’s not a threat to anyone.
SOTHE: Honestly, I don’t agree at all…
But if that’s what you want, so be it.
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(Part 3, Chapter 3-6: “A Reason to Fight”, before fighting the laguz)
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SOTHE: Are you still pestering with that, Micaiah?
There’s a lot of things at stake that are more important than him.
MICAIAH: I know…but…This senseless battle made me remember the last battle against General Jarod.
Another battle that was pointless.
SOTHE: Then do what Jarod should have done in the first place: Stop.
MICAIAH: …You know I can’t do that Sothe.
Anyway, can you escort me to the prison?
SOTHE: Of course. I will never leave you alone with that dastard.
Nice outfit, did you buy it with the spoils of war?
MICAIAH: …You’ve grown thinner, have you been eaten well as of lately?
You got me locked in a prison cell and you dare ask me if I have been eating well?
SOTHE: Consider yourself lucky to earn at least a plate of food.
JAROD: Lucky? Eating that trash is being lucky?
I can already tell by those words that the people of Daein are accustomed to misery.
SOTHE: What the heck did you say?!
MICAIAH: There’s was something that I wanted to ask you, General Jarod.
JAROD: I am not a General anymore, stop addressing me like that.
Anyway, I wanted to ask about our last battle.
MICAIAH: You still haven’t answered my question.
JAROD: I did. I told you that there was nothing more to say.
MICAIAH: So, it was a pointless battle then? Your men died in vain without a reason?
By the way, by a chance, is the Begnion empire imposing you battles that have nothing to do with Daein at all?
SOTHE: How’d you know that?
JAROD: Rumors fly by, you know.
MICAIAH: So, you do know something about this, don’t you?
SOTHE: Keep talking, what is Begnion doing behind our backs? And more importantly, why King Pelleas is giving us these barbaric orders without any consent at all? Speak up!
JAROD: Oh, so it is like that, I see.
SOTHE: Stop babbling to yourself and answer!
JAROD: ….I’ll only tell to the maiden, alone.
SOTHE: Are you out of your mind? I will not leave you alone with her.
JAROD: Then our talk is over, be on your way and get the hell out of here.
MICAIAH: Sothe, please wait for me at the gate.
SOTHE: Are you asking me to leave you alone with the man that tried to murder you in more than one occasion?
MICAIAH: Sothe, Jarod is behind a prison cell and unarmed. It’s impossible that he could harm me.
This can be very important, not just for me, but for Daein as well.
But if you take too long I’ll be back, okay?
MICAIAH: It’s just the both of us now. Please, tell me everything that you know.
JAROD: Well, it’s classified information and it would be very dangerous if somebody other than us knows about this. The walls are thin, you see…
I’ll get close so that you can whisper into my ear.
JAROD: Step closer to me, at your current distance anyone can hear us.
*A dagger is thrown from the distance, injuring Jarod’s hand*
SOTHE: I could see your intentions right from the beginning
SOTHE: I’ve already told you that it wasn’t a good idea leaving you alone with him. I’m pretty sure that he was about to -…
Micaiah, what are you doing?!
MICAIAH: His hand is bleeding badly
JAROD: H-hey, don’t touch me!
*Micaiah used her unique skill Sacrifice to heal Jarod*
SOTHE: Micaiah, that’s enough! You are in no condition to do that!
And you, consider yourself dead! I will not let this slip by.
MICAIAH: Jarod…Did he said something?
SOTHE: No, it was a trap, he wanted to pull you over to him.
He doesn’t know anything.
So, my powers failed me once again…
SOTHE: Seriously, you’d been taking the worst decisions as of lately…You should be more careful…
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(Part 4-Prologue: “Chaos Named”, before the Silver Army leaves and have their first battle)
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JAROD: You …! What happened?! What was that light?!
MICAIAH: So you didn’t turn into stone…
JAROD: Turn into stone? What the hell are you talking about?
JAROD: I see… then that’s what those senators wanted. Now I understand everything.
MICAIAH: You… did you know?
JAROD: I had no idea that they would go that far with this. But yes, I had a notion of a couple of things.
MICAIAH: Then why did you never tell us?
JAROD: Did you really think I would cooperate with you? Besides, it didn’t matter, because you would’ve put Daein first above the rest of humanity.
MICAIAH: … Why do you say that?
JAROD: Because you’re stubborn. And I know for sure that I’m not mistaken, because this whole mess was probably caused because you gave everything in the end fighting for Daein’s salvation, wasn’t?
MICAIAH: You speak as if you know me.
JAROD: Mph. I’ve been persecuting you for a long time and watching you. Of course, I know you.
JAROD: What? What’s with the long face?
???: Wow, you’re a peculiar individual. I think I understand why she left you alive.
JAROD: Uh …? Who are you?
???: Oh, you noticed so fast. Even Sothe took longer to realize that I am someone else.
JAROD: How would I not notice? Your eyes are red, and the maiden’s are golden. Your tone of voice and gestures are different from hers too.
???: You are quite the observer. Wow, your obsession is very real. Do you also know her measurements?
JAROD: What?! Who the hell are you?!
JAROD: That stupid bird … get out of here! Grrr … Where did this damned vermin come from?!
???: Hey, do not be rude to my temporary body!
YUNE: I am Yune, and if you are not careful with my body, you will have a worse destiny than to be turned into stone.
JAROD: Are you implying that this stupid pet is you? Yune, the Dark Goddess?
YUNE: Let’s see, hairless monkey, better know your place and don’t dare to call me like that. My name is Yune, and I am the Goddess of Chaos.
JAROD: Oh? And what do you want here? Everyone was turn into stone or whatever because of you, or I am wrong?
YUNE: Yes and no. But if you weren’t turned into stone, it was thanks to my presence, so in gratitude you must fight with us to overthrow Ashera.
JAROD: Nobody asked you to protect me from the Light of Judgment. Besides, I’m an atheist, so I will not fight for you or for any other deity.
YUNE: Well, then do it for Micaiah.
JAROD: You must be kidding!
YUNE: Do you think that a simple chimpanzee like you can hide his true colors from a Goddess like me?
JAROD: Wha-… The maiden… can she hear this?
YUNE: If I allow it, she will. Do you prefer to confess yourself directly to her or do you rather me to pass her the message?
JAROD: I don’t care if you’re a Goddess! You’re wrong, whatever you’re imagining.
YUNE: You primates cannot hide those things from me. I hear clearly how your heart is beating faster, and just by looking at you I can tell that the blood of your veins rose up to your head.
JAROD: You Gods don’t know anything about humans. We are not as simple as you think.
YUNE: Well, it’s true that we are somewhat far from humanity. But if I am sure of something, it’s of the chaos that is in your heart, and in the eye of that storm there lies her. It’s like the saying that you mortals invented: “From hatred to love, only one step must be given”.
JAROD: Love? Do not make me laugh! I don’t … never … ever …!
MICAIAH: …Mh? General Jarod? Something happened?
JAROD: … Silver-haired Maiden …
SOTHE: Micaiah! Here you are! I was looking for you all over the place. What? I cannot believe Jarod wasn’t turned into stone.
JAROD: I … I want to fight.
JAROD: But not for any deity, or any empire, or … anybody, but for myself, for my own survival.
MICAIAH: Are you saying that … you want to fight with us, against Ashera?
SOTHE: You’re nuts. We don’t trust you.
JAROD: And I don’t trust you either. If you and your group ruin it, I will rot in this prison. If I’m going to die, let it be for myself, and not because of someone else’ fault. I lost the war against you, I lost my men, and I even lost my dignity … But for some reason, I haven’t lost my life, so I will cling to it until the end.
MICAIAH: I understand. You are very stubborn too, aren’t you?
SOTHE: I don’t like this, but… Just because it’s a special occasion, and because the more soldiers we have, the better. But I warn you that I will not take your eyes off you and I will not allow you to get any closer to Micaiah. At the first suspicious movement that I see, I will slice your throat, do you understand?
MICAIAH: Don’t worry Sothe. I can feel that Jarod has a good reason for not to betray us. Also, look, Yune is very comfortable on his head, that means he has her approval, right?
* Jarod joined the party *
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