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"Gods? Bah, there aren't any. Quit wasting time and fight for yourself. Only the strong and strategic survive here kid." | FE: Awakening 1st Gen. OC | Mostly Serious | Ran by: @Ike_eBara

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(Partially edited due to Libra being Chrom's husband story-wise as mentioned in Chapter 11)

Pre-Battle

Aversa: Greetings, Prince Chrom. Plegia welcomes you.

Chrom: Aversa!

Aversa: What can I say? It seems fate has designs for me yet.

Chrom: You serve the new king, then? This...Validar?

Aversa: I do.

Frederick: They say he worships Grima...

Aversa: Why yes, of course he is Grimleal. We are both believers. My liege often says it was his faith that got him through, after Gangrel's passing. It was a difficult time... But he kept order where there might have been chaos. We had meant to arrange an official visit to Ylisstol, but— Ah, here is my lord now.

>Validar enters

Validar: An honor to finally meet you, sire. I am Validar, king regnant of Plegia.

Chrom: The honor is mine, good king. ...Is it possible we've met before some... Gods! It can't be.

Validar: Oh ho, I'm quite certain I would remember any encounter with Ylissean royalty.

Chrom: (Psst! Robin!)

Robin: (I know! He looks just like the assassin that came after Emmeryn...)

Validar: And you must be Sir/Lady Robin.

Robin: You know of me, sire?

Validar: The whole world knows of Ylisse's master tactician! And indeed, I see the sparkle of wisdom in your eyes.

Chrom: (But we killed him, Robin!)

Robin: (I know but... The resemblance...it's uncanny...)

Chrom: (How could he possibly—)

Validar: My, the negotiations haven't even begun and already so much whispering...

Chrom:

  • ..My apologies, King Validar. We meant no disrespect.

Robin: (Chrom? What should we do?)

Chrom: (Nothing for now. But stay close, and be ready for anything...)

Validar: Then let us get to it.

Aversa: Plegia can offer no soldiers, but will provide 800 warships and 200 transports. In addition, we would be pleased to fully fund the campaign against Valm.

Frederick: That is...surprisingly generous of you, milord. We could not ask for more, quite literally. You offer most all your assets...

Validar: I would give troops as well, but our army remains in shambles from the last war. I trust the gold and ships will suffice as a sign of our commitment to the cause?

Chrom: Of course it will. Thank you, King Validar.

Validar: The honor is ours, my prince. I look forward to building a strong bond between our two nations.

Chrom: As do I. Then, if there's nothing else? My men and I must hurry back to Port Ferox.

Aversa: Oh, so soon? But I have one more introduction to make.

Chrom:

  • ..Yes? And who would that be?

Validar: A hierophant, the highest of his/her order in all Plegia.

>Mysterious figure enters

???:

  • .....

Robin:

  • ..So you lead the people in worship? We were just discussing religion earlier...

???:

  • .....

Robin:

  • ..I'm sorry, have I said something to offend you?

???:

  • ..The heart still sleeps, but the blood flows through it. And the blood is strong...

Robin:

  • ..Huh? Beg pardon, were you talking to me?

Frederick: Good hierophant, I would ask you lower your cowl. In Ylisse, it is a courtesy expected of one in the presence of royalty.

???:

  • ..... ...You are a long way from Ylisse, sir. ...But very well...

>Mysterious figure removes hood

???: Is that better?

Robin: What?!

Chrom: By the gods!

Frederick: What manner of sorcery—

Robin: He/She looks just like...me.

???: My name is Robin. Oh and that was YOUR name as well, wasn't it? What a strange coincidence...

Validar: Why that IS rather curious, now that you mention it... What are the odds? In any case, I believe we are finished here. We will let you be on your w—

Chrom: Hold just one moment!

Aversa: Milord?

Chrom: What is the meaning of this? Why do your hierophant and Robin—

Aversa: I'm afraid we've no time for such trivial matters now, Your Highness. We have aid preparations to attend to, and you have a long, hard journey ahead... Oh, and do be careful on your way back to Port Ferox. This time of year the highroads of Plegia can be quite treacherous...

>scene change

Robin:

  • ..... It's no use. I can't sleep. Who was that man/woman? How could he/she bear my same face?

???: Robin... Heed me, Robin...

Robin: Huh? Who's there?! Th-there's no one. I'm alone...

???: Heed my call, Robin...

>Robin clutches head in pain

Robin: Nngh... This voice is...in my head! Who are you?! What's happening?!

>Validar appears

Validar: Why do you close your heart to him, Robin?

Robin: V-Validar?

Validar: Have you truly forgotten?

Robin You were...calling me... Augh! My head! Get out of my mind!

Validar: Heh heh. Such arrogance! You dare take such a tone...with your own father?!

Robin:

  • ..My what?

Validar: You are of my flesh, but of sacred blood. You are to serve a glorious purpose! Search deep in your heart. You already know it is your destiny...

Robin: No... Get...out...

Validar: Why do you resist us, Robin? Your rightful place is at my side. Not wasting your time with these doomed servants of Naga! Give yourself to Grima! Let me join your strength to the fell dragon!

>Chrom comes running on screen

Chrom: Robin!

Validar:

  • ..Pah! Not this one again... No matter. In time you will see the truth. And that is all it will be—a matter of time...

>Validar vanishes

Chrom: Robin! Are you all right? I heard shouting.

Robin: Nngh... Ahh... Ahh... I-I think so... Yes, Chrom, thank you. I'm...I'm fine.

Chrom: "Fine" is a poor choice of words! What's happened?!

Robin:

  • ..King Validar, he... He spoke to me...in my mind. He said I was his...his son/daughter...

Chrom: What?! ...Is this true?

Robin: I don't know... But I also don't know it's a lie. Loath as I am to say it, I felt a...a strange connection, between us.

Chrom: Oh, gods... That hierophant doppelganger... Could he/she be the king's son/daughter, as well? Are you twins?

Robin: I... I'm sorry, Chrom. I can't remember... But if I'm being honest...it would explain much... I'm not even sure I want to know the truth of my past anymore...

Chrom: You are yourself, before you are any man's son/daughter. Remember that.

Robin:

  • ..Thank you, Chrom.

Chrom: Can you walk?

Robin: Yes...yes I think so.

>Frederick comes running on screen

Frederick: Milord, we are under attack! Risen have encircled the camp!

Chrom: But...we posted sentries! How did this happen?

Frederick: They made a stealthy approach, milord. I've never seen Risen behave like this. Either they are learning our ways, or someone is commanding them...

Chrom: Validar! This is his doing—I'm sure of it. Equip anyone who can bear arms, and tell them we fight for our lives!

Start Battle

>Flock of crows appears on the map

Chrom: Wh-what's that? A storm of...crows? Gods, it's upon us!

???: CAW! CAW! Are you folks lost? Or perhaps a lost CAWs? Heh ha!

Chrom: Who's there?! Show yourself! Gods' breath, I can't see anything through all these damned birds! Shoo! Scat! Away with you!

>Crows scatter

Henry: What's wrong? CAW-strophobic? Nya ha ha! Oh, I slay me!

Chrom: Not if these Risen do it first! This is no time for japes! Hide yourself, boy!

Henry: You know, I thought you were all right... Turns out you're all FRIGHT! Nya ha ha! I'd wish you good luck killing these monsters, buuuuuut... They're ALREADY DEAD!

Chrom: We are well aware!

Henry: The ravens wanted me to give you a message. "Caaw... C-caw-caw." Roughly translated, it means... Hmm, now what was the human word for that again? ...Traipse? ...Tripe? Oh, TRAPPED! Right! ...They say you're trapped.

Chrom: We know, damn it! Gods... Where did they all come from?

Henry: Well, see, when a mommy zombie and a daddy zombie love each other very much... Nya ha ha!

Chrom: Perhaps I should save the Risen the trouble and silence you myself.

Henry: Hey, wait! I want to join your CAWs—I mean, I can help you! I know magic! What do you say... Birds of a feather and all that?

Chrom: Those robes... A Plegian dark mage? ...Why would you help us?

Henry: Oh, don't let all the joking around fool ya—I've got kind of a thing for killing. Most funny people do, you know. The two things must be linked somehow. Ever talk to a jester when he's off duty? Those guys are some sick dastards!

Henry: Oh! The ravens also said to keep an eye on those fortresses. If you're nearby when more monsters emerge, it could CAWs quite a stir!

>Battle start

VS Boss Risen Chief: Grrr...kill...prince... Bwaaarg!

Boss Defeated Risen Chief: Kill...priiii...agh...

Post-Battle

Chrom: That's the last of them. Gods, I thought it might nev—

Robin: Chrom, look out!

>Assassin appears

Chrom: Huh?! Ah!

Marth: Father, no!

>Marth runs onto map

>Chrom and Marth enter battle against the assassin; Marth blocks the attack

>Assassin vanishes

Marth: Thank the gods you're safe!

Chrom:

  • ..You called me "Father."

Marth: Did I? I... ...Perhaps we might speak privately?

Chrom: Perhaps we should, yes.

>scene change

Marth: I don't even know where to begin.

Chrom: I already know you're not "Marth," though I've nothing better to call you... But I'll ask nothing of you that you don't wish to reveal. Whoever you are, Ylisse owes you a debt beyond repaying.

Marth: Thank you, but... I think I would prefer you know the truth.

Chrom: As you wish.

Marth: Here... Look closely, and all will be made clear.

Movie: 'Marth No More'

Chrom: That's the Brand of the Exalt... Lucina... You deserved better from me than one sword and a world of troubles. I'm sorry.

Lucina: Oh, Father! Father...

>end movie

__ARE YOU REALLY MY DAUGHTER?_

Chrom:

  • .....

Lucina:

  • .....

Chrom Better, Lucina?

Lucina Yes. Father... I'm sorry. It just all rushed back at once.

Chrom Father...

Lucina Should I call you something else?

Chrom No, it's just strange to my ear. ...I like it.

Lucina

  • ..Father! Heh heh...

Chrom: Hah! Yes, it will take some getting used to!

Robin: I'm sorry— Chrom?

Chrom: Hmm? Oh, Robin. What is it?

Robin: It's just that... You two are out here alone, and Marth is...crying. This is how ill rumors are born.

Libra:

  • ......

Chrom: Libra? Is something wrong, love?

Libra: I am a holy man, gods know it, and I pray they forgive me. I cannot believe you of all people Chrom, would... would simply forsake our marriage. Even worse you brought along that damnable wench along on the march!

Chrom: Lucina... I think we should tell him.

Lucina: Of course

Libra: She has the same name as our daughter...

Chrom: This may be hard to understand, but... This is our daughter, Libra.

Libra: Chrom, what on earth are you going on about?!

Lucina: Please, look closely, Libra. I am your daughter. The proof is here, and you can see it for yourself by looking into my eyes.

>Lucina's Eye CG

Libra: [will be continued later]

nov 19 2017 ∞
dec 13 2017 +