Warnings: Car accident (Blood, injury)
Gender: Female

I wanted to try a modern day story with FE characters. So here's Marth helping you after getting into a car accident. This is as if it takes place in our world

Also, I gotta make a story or something taking FE protags and putting them into a modern day collage setting. Comment who  you think would be each stereotype? (The clean freshman, the average kid, the jock, the stoner, etc)

Anyway, enjoy!

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~Reader POV~

"Argh... I can't... pain..." I struggled to think. It happened so fast, a deer in my headlights one moment, the next, in a ditch with my car turned on its side.

It was already pouring rain and loud thunder was booming in the distance. I was trying to get home as fast as I could after a long day at work, and I heard on the radio there was a major backup on my usual route, so I took the backroads.

This may have been the worst decision ever...

Curvy, twisting mountain roads, with few and far between guard rails. The only people who lived out here were those who really wanted to be away from society or farmers working with the land between the forests. In my rush to get home, I forgot my location and got lost after taking a wrong turn. Trying to get my phone to reach signal took forever, so even my maps app couldn't pinpoint a way home. I was low on fuel, and started to worry. Everything that could go wrong, did.

It was already around 9pm or so, and the only light being my car as the moon was blocked by storm clouds, and the occasional lightning. Then, a large buck came from the right of the road. It caught me off guard and in the panic, I forgot the most important rule when coming across animals on the road.

Don't ever swerve to avoid hitting an animal

And I did just that. I skidded left and ended up rolling my car into a small dip in the ground. The glass shattered, the metal began to bend and break, and soon, I was trapped. The driver door was on the earth, and my arm was pinned under something, preventing me from moving. I felt tears and rain dripping down my face, as it was hard for me to keep focus. I felt blood leaking from a cut on my head, plus a few other scratches over me. But with the way my hand was, I couldn't get out.

I went to find my cell phone, only to find in the tumble, it landed in the back seats, in an area I couldn't reach. Everything that could go wrong, did. I had no way to call for help, no way to get myself free. There was a heavy pressure on my chest, that pained whenever I took breath. I would have to wait until morning, if I would even live that long for help to arrive.

In all the time, I felt horrible. The pain radiating through my head, I felt my blood leaking from broken glass shards. My arm is pinned under my back, under the seat. I can't move without massive amounts of pain, and I can't even find the strength to get up at all. I felt like my end was near.

Or so I assumed...

"Hello?! Is someone there?!" A male voice began to talk through the booming thunder. A shock to me, as who would be out on these roads at this hour? 

Hearing them, I cried out. "Help..."

"Someone?" They asked in question. "H-hold on!"
Then, I saw someone standing on the side of my car, looking at me through the window. They had a dull blue hair and eyes. They had a basic dark blue shirt on, and pants. They gasped when they saw me. "What the?! Hold on, I'll get you out!" He insisted.

He jumped from the car, then I heard a banging sound. A crow bar had come from the side and pried the passenger side door open. I saw him reach his hand in. "Grab my hand!" 

I did just that, but when he went to pull me out, I cried. Stopping, I realized my arm was still pinned. "M-my arm..." The man looked in and saw it pinned behind my car, bent backwards. He grimaced.

"Hang on." He let go, and used his crow bar to open the back door. There, he lowered himself in, and began to inspect where my arm was. "This is a problem. The chair is pinning your arm."

He was looking around in a struggle. "Ok, this is gonna hurt, but I need to do this in order to get you out." I felt him begin to push my arm. I cried in pain and begged him to stop. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I need to do this!" He insisted. With the pain ringing throughout me, I would feel happier if he just left me. Eventually, my arm slipped out, being cut by window glass when it did. I was crying in pain as the man hoisted himself out of the car, and went back to the passenger door.

This time, he leaned his arm down, and using my good one, I grabbed it. He then lifted me up, and once my upper body was out of the car, I pulled myself out, and fell to the dirt, finally free. The man knelt down besides me. "I've already called an ambulance. Here, I can try first aid."

He went away and only now did I see had his own car running, a SUV. He opened the trunk and shuffled around. "Your glad I live close by enough to have heard your swerving." He came back over with a small white pack stamped with a red plus. "What's your name?"

I struggled to speak. "Y-Y/N..."

"Y/N?" He repeated. "Don't struggle too much, let me help."  He assisted me in walking to his SUVs trunk, where we both sat in shelter from the rain. I leaned on the left side as he examined my arm. "You can call me Marth." He explained.

He tried to bend my arm, but even the slightest turn caused me pain. He examined the bloody wound more closely. "Broken glass, probably shattered within." He whispered, hard to hear over the thunder. "What even happened?" He asked as he took out a tourniquet and began to apply it to my bloody arm, trying his best to not cause anymore hard given my bones were likely broken.

"D-Deer..."

"You tried to avoid it?" He asked. "You know you shouldn't swerve to avoid an animal."

I was about to retaliate until my arm surged with pain more. After he applied the tourniquet, he used a cloth to try and absorb some of the blood on my head. "Stay with me. Don't pass out. I know you've lost a bit of blood, but hang on, the ambulance should be here any moment."

It was easier said then done, but whenever I felt like I was dozing off, he would gently but vigorously shake me. Just as Marth was finishing up what he could do, the sounds of sirens and flashing lights felt like burning to my eyes and ears. The vehicle stopped and two people came from the doors. "Thank you for coming. She swerved to avoid an animal. Left arm is in absolute disfunction." Marth told the paramedics for me.

It was getting hard for me to concentrate, but I could feel myself being picked up and placed on the stretcher, before it was rolled back to the ambulance. Right before the doors closed, I saw Marth with a worried look on his face. By this point, my mind was getting foggy and it was becoming hard to keep awake.

I felt the ambulance jerk forward as we started to move. The paramedics kept trying to talk to me, but I couldn't speak, like my mind was unable to control myself to talk. It was darkening for me, and I watched as one of the medics pulled out a syringe and filled. They put it into my right arm, but at that moment, everything was becoming too foggy for me to remember much of...

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~Marth POV~

I was shocked when I had come to the scene and saw a car flipped on its side. I live in the middle of no where, but even over the thunder I heard the screeching. When I drove down, I saw the sight, and jumped into action.

They didn't seem like the driver was completely unconscious, but they were absolutely delirious. They barely talked and struggled to stay awake or sitting up.
Once I saw the ambulance depart, I fallowed it, as per the paramedics advice. I was allowed to speed down the highways behind them thankfully, and they managed to get that person, Y/N, to the hospital.

There I waited in the hospital for several hours. Sleep began to pull at me, but I kept awake. Finally, at around 1 in the morning, the doctors came out. "You were the one with Y/N L/N? The one who gave them first aid?"

"Yes." I responded. "They swerved to avoid a deer. Car got flipped over and their arm pinned underneath the chair. What's the damages?"

"Well thankfully, she's stable and will live, if you'll fallow me I'll continue." The doctor explained. Marth went and proceed to fallow the doctor as they went behind the doors to rooms where patients were.

"Her left arm broke in several places; gonna need metal pins put in, possibly for the rest of her life. The massive cut from the arm is stitched up, and she has some staples in her head. Lost about 30% of her blood before arriving, but should stable out within the next day or two. Other minor lacerations and sprains, and possibly has a concussion."

We both stopped in front of one of the rooms, to which the doctor opened the door. "She's asleep right now."

"Hold on, I'm not related to her. I just found them after hearing their car screech."

"Until we can contact any familial persons, you are assigned to her care. Thankfully though, she should be coherent enough by morning to be able to make choices on her own, and won't need you."

"Will I be allowed to visit in the morning?"

"I don't see why not. If you'll excuse me..." The doctor walked away, and I went to leave the hospital. On the drive home, I wondered why that person was even on this road at such a late hour. If their from the city, don't they know they could have taken the freeway and saved half the time? Instead they took the perilous route, and it seemed to cost them greatly. I guess I won't know what was going on in their head until the morning, when they can finally talk with reason.

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~Reader POV~

I finally was waking up, and saw a hospital ceiling. I don't remember everything perfectly, but I do remember being in the ambulance and having something put in my arm. After such, I started to feel sleepy and it went black.

"Mrs. L/N?" A voice was heard from outside. The door opened and in came a nurse. "You have a visitor."

"Visitor?"

The nurse moved away, and in came the same blue haired man who helped me last night. I was surprised when I saw him. "Oh, you. Um... it's Marth, right?"

"Yeah." He closed the door. "So... you feeling ok?"

"Well... I'm on a lot of pain medicine right now." I shied away, and Marth took a seat next to me. "Why did you help me?"

"What do you mean?" He asked. "I saw you in peril, why wouldn't I?"

"I mean that... you didn't have to help me. You could have just left me, but rather then that, you both gave me first aid and called the ambulance."

"I wasn't just going to leave you there if I could help at all."

"Well..." I shied away. "You have all my gratitude."

He nodded and gave a smile. I could tell he wanted to say something else, but wasn't talking. He kept looking away, but still glancing back to me.
Despite my pain, I had to admit, he was kinda cute. Wait... is he... blushing?
"Are you... blushing?" I asked.

He turned to me, and shook his head. "Uhm er... n-no..." but all he did was get more red. "Ok... I can't hide it. I think your attractive."

Such words caught me off guard, but still, I felt like they were coming. The way he looked at me, he was trying to hide it, but I saw right through his ruse. I laughed a little. "If it's any consolation, your kinda cute."

He was having a shaky smile, and I felt myself getting warm. "W-w-well... this may n-not be the b-best time, but... w-would y-you be... i-interested in... maybe... o-once your better... g-going out?"

He was looking away and scratching the back of his head. I giggled. "I would love to go out with my savior."