Ok, so this is a collaboration between Rebelgirl01 and erma200. It is a crossover between Merlin and Fire Emblem Awakening. We do not own any recognizable characters. For those that are curious, yes Rebelgirl01 will be updating Mortal Goddess. erma200 has been wanting this story for a while.

Prologue

It was a calm quiet night. It was quiet for many reasons; the main of which being that the end of the world had come and there were very few survivors remaining. Among the survivors were twenty-three children all of whom were about to embark on a dangerous mission. The dangerous mission was the idea of their goddess, Naga. They had nothing left in this world. The only two parents who had survived was unable to assist them. One, due to imprisonment by the Fell Dragon, Grima. And the second due to, being severely injured from the final battle.

Their mission was a crazy one that would be fraught with danger of epic proportions. However, if they succeeded more than one innocent life could be spared. In fact, millions of lives could be spared. The world could be spared. However, none of them were focused on that just now. The first part of their mission was just getting to Mt. Prism without being detected by Grima and his minions.

The group was nearing the summit of Mt. Prism following their leaders, Marth and Emrys. The children were being wary of their surroundings finding that this was going far too easy for them so far. The altar was coming into sight when they spotted a familiar figure.

"Welcome, Children. Are you ready to begin the main leg of your quest?"

The twenty-three children nodded their heads to the green-haired lady before them.

"Lady Tiki, we are ready to accept the quest that has been set before us. All of us know the consequences should we fail," the masked, short blue-haired leader spoke up for the group.

"Then let us begin," Lady Tiki stated as she motioned the children forward.

The children began to gather around when all of a sudden there was a loud crashing sound and they were surrounded by hundreds of Risen. Out nowhere appeared a hooded figure cloaked completely in shadows. This was Grima.

"Ready your weapons!" Emrys shouted as he drew the sword that used to be wielded by his father. The sword was forged in dragon's breathe and was called Excalibur.

The children all began to pull out a variety of weapons from many places on their persons. Those whose fighting styles preferred mounted units mounted their rides, which had been ridden up the mountain, for the battle before them.

Marth was about to pull out Parallel Falchion when Lady Tiki called out.

"No Marth, I need your assistance if this is to work."

The battle that followed was one that none of the children would be able to describe clearly afterwards. It only lasted a few minutes and no matter how many times they struck their enemies, more kept coming.

Brady and Karissa were running around trying to heal the other children during the battle; however, twenty fighters and two novice healers never really worked out in any major battle situation.

Just as the children were beginning to wonder if their mission was to fail before it even really began, a light from the altar drew everybody's attention, including the Risen and Grima.

"Come Children, it is time to go!" Lady Tiki yelled from the altar where she and Marth had opened the portal.

As one, the children rushed towards the portal that was glowing in the shape of a teal eye surround by the symbols of the Old Religion. It was only a matter of seconds, but that was enough to give the children a head start, before Grima came to his senses.

"After them! Don't let them enter the portal!"

The Risen moved forward to try and stop the children. However, one by one they began to enter the portal.

"Keep going Children. I will hold him off as long as I can," Lady Tiki ordered as she grabbed a stone from her pocket.

In a blinding pink light, Lady Tiki's form changed shape into her glowing white dragon form. After the transformation was complete, Lady Tiki charged forward to stall Grima and the Risen.

Marth and Emrys, who were waiting for the rest of the children to jump through the portal, watched in horror as their mentor charged into battle. Emrys drew Excalibur from its sheath and attempted to jump back into the fray. However, Marth grabbed him and drew him back.

"There's nothing we can do, Emrys!" Marth shouted over the chaos of the battle. "She is giving us our one chance to start our mission. Let's go!"

With that, Marth began to drag Emrys towards the portal. Realizing that his friend was right, Emrys stopped struggling and jumped into the portal with Marth. The last sound that they heard was a scream of denial followed by a scream that could only be described as one of sheer pain.

A few minutes into their travel through the portal, the portal began to tremor and shake.

"What's going on?" Emrys shouted.

Before Marth could answer, there was a shattering sound. Around them, the portal began to shatter.

"Run!" Marth shouts and began to run even faster.

The children took off as fast as they could with the older helping the younger; however, it was all for naught. The portal became less stable and before the children could brace themselves, it shattered completely. The children watched and screamed as they were pulled away from their friends into the unknown. They didn't know why the portal had shattered, they could only hope that they all made it to the other side; preferably in one piece.

oOo

The sounds of swords and the groans of dying men and women faded into the background the further into the Dragon's Table that the small group ran. The group consisted of King Arthur, Prince Chrom, Tactician Robin, Court Sorceress Merlyn along with the rest of the Knights of the Round Table and the Shepherds.

They reached the main altar room, threw open the doors as they went inside, and spotted standing before the altar Morgana, Mordred, and Validar. Of the three of them, Mordred stood tall in his black battle armour, Morgana stood in a black dress that, while regal, did not quite reach the standards of her pre-evil outfits, and Validar. Well, Validar stood before them in all his renowned creepiness smirking as the small group came forward to what he believed to be their doom.

"Ah, King Arthur, Prince Chrom and friends, welcome!" Validar smirked as the doors slammed close behind the small group.

"Yes, welcome, little brother. We have awaited your arrival," Morgana added in.

Mordred didn't say anything. He altered between glaring at Arthur and looking almost desperately at Merlyn.

Merlyn, on the other hand, looked at everybody except Mordred. She was still trying to come to terms with the fact that he left the knights to join Morgana.

"Now, little Prince, come at me to the best of your abilities and let's see who is stronger," Validar taunted.

Suddenly, a swirling barrier of purple light appeared separating the Arthur, Chrom, Merlyn, and Robin from the rest of the group.

Merlyn looked at the barrier and the group on the other side, "Well, that complicates things a bit."

Arthur rolled his eyes, "Focus Merlyn."

Merlyn turned around in time to see a blast of magic courtesy of Morgana coming at her. Merlyn quickly ducked and the attack missed her head by inches.

Chrom unsheathed Falchion and rushed toward Validar with a mighty battle cry. While Chrom played distraction, Robin pulled out his thunder tome and began to charge Thoron.

On the other side of the enclosed area, Merlyn and Arthur were locked in battle with Mordred and Morgana. Arthur and Morgana were trading blows with swords while Merlyn attempted to stab Mordred who was not even trying to fight.

"You know, if you are going to join the other side, you should have expected to have to fight me!" Merlyn shouted finally landing a blow to Mordred's left side. Mordred just looked at her still not drawing his sword.

Chrom clashed with Validar, who only teleported out of the way as Chrom struck. Validar reappeared behind Chrom and blasted the prince into a nearby column.

"You know, I always saw you as a sister, there was no reason for you to turn against us!" Arthur shouted as he parried another blow.

"You could never understand the fear of being killed for something you have no control over," Morgana retorted as she lunged towards Arthur.

Validar quickly charged a second spell and fired at Chrom, while he was still rising to his feet.

"Archthunder," Robin called as he let loose his own spell before it was even fully charged. The spell clashed with Validar's before it had the chance to hit Chrom.

The fight between Mordred and Merlyn was at a standstill with neither wishing to kill the other. Merlyn actually looked close to tears. Finally, she decided to assist Arthur against Morgana and ran across over to help.

"Astrice!"

Morgana was blasted backwards from Arthur just before she could land a killing blow to his chest. Merlyn engaged Morgana in a battle of magic as Arthur and Mordred began to trade blows by sword.

"You always were a meddlesome fool, Merlyn. Ablinn ðu; forlæte ðu nu!"

Merlyn flew backwards and was stunned as she hit the wall with dull thud. Arthur was forced to face Morgana and Mordred while hoping that Merlyn would be alright.

Validar turned toward Robin. "You fool, you truly believe you can change what has already been written?"

While the sorcerer was distracted, Chrom once again rushed at him with Falchion. He managed to land a blow on the distracted Validar's arm, causing him to drop the tome he was carrying. Seeing his chance, Robin quickly switched to a fire tome and charged it shortly.

"Elfire!"

Chrom jumped back as Validar was surrounded in a pillar of fire. As the spell died down, Chrom and Robin watched Validar face plant into the floor with a resounding thud.

The battle between Arthur, Mordred, and Morgana was heating up. Arthur and Mordred continued to trade blows via swords both trying to gain an opening on the other. Morgana on the other hand was throwing out random spells trying to hit, trip up, and distract Arthur.

Suddenly, both Arthur and Mordred lunged at the same time and both managed to land a hit. Looking down, both saw that they were speared by the other's sword. The result was instantaneous, Mordred's eyes locked onto Merlyn's as he fell to the ground and breathed his last breath.

Merlyn having shaken off the shock from being thrown into the wall saw the entire scene take place almost as though it was in slow motion. She watched as two of her best friends (though one was going through what she privately termed as a rebellious stage) managed to land mortal blows to each other with very deadly weapons. She locked eyes with Mordred as he fell to the ground dead. A lone tear slipped from her eyes.

She began to move forward as Arthur began to fall to the ground losing blood rapidly from his wound. She managed to catch him before he fully hit the ground and dragged him off to the side.

As Merlyn was dragging Arthur to the sidelines, Morgana was watching the battle on the other side of the room and decided to intervene. As Validar fell to the ground, Morgana sent a spell towards the backs of Robin and Chrom. Neither saw the attack coming and neither had the chance to move out of the way.

Merlyn saw what Morgana was planning and knew that this had to end before anybody else died. Merlyn quickly sent off two spells; one towards Morgana's spell and the other towards Morgana herself.

"Astrice! Ablinn ðu; forlæte ðu nu!"

As Merlyn's spell collided with Morgana's there was a resounding explosion that shook the altar. Chrome turned completely around as Robin turned his head in time to see Merlyn's second spell hit Morgana dead on and send her flying into the wall on the far end of the room.

Morgana collided with the wall and slid down to the ground unmoving.

"This isn't over! Damn you both!" Robin turned back just as Validar rose and fired yet another spell; this one also aimed at Chrom's back. Not having time to ready any of his own spells, Robin pushed Chrom out of the way and took the blow himself.

Chrom rushed over to help his friend as Validar once again vanished from view. As he made his way over, he spared a glance around the room to ascertain the situation. The barrier was still up and their allies were on the other side watching the scene unfold with wide eyes. Mordred and Morgana laid unmoving and looked as though they would remain that way. Merlyn was holding Arthur who was close to dead, and Chrom knew there was no saving him.

Robin began to stir as Chrom made it to his side.

"You alright?" Chrom asked as he helped Robin to sit up.

"Y-yeah," Robin lied as he winced in pain. Robin looked around and saw that Validar was nowhere to be seen. He sighed in relief. At least, for now, they could take a breather.

"Relax, he's gone," Chrom reassured him.

Robin nodded. However, as he did so his head started pounding, and his vision blurred. Something was wrong; however, he had no way to voice this as the pain steadily began to get worse.

Chrom took notice of Robin's pain and his expression immediately changed.

"Hey, what's wrong? Hang on-" Before Chrom could finish, he felt a searing pain in his abdomen. Looking down he noticed that he was speared by an attack that could only have come from Robin.

Looking at Robin, he saw the look of shock and denial on his friend's face and rushed to reassure his friend before he died.

"Don't worry, none of this was your fault. Now, you need to get out of here, quickly. Go!"

With that, Prince Chrom fell to the ground and remained there unmoving, and Robin's vision began to fade black.

When Robin began to come to, he heard voices; one of which sounded almost familiar.

"Chrom, we have to do something," a shrill voice stated.

"Well, what do you propose we do?"

"I-I don't know."

Robin let out a low moan, drawing the attention of the two strangers as his eyes began to open. Upon opening his eyes, he had to fight hard to control his reaction to seeing someone that he had just seen die by his hand in his dreams.

"I see you're awake now," Chrom told him. "There are better places to take a nap than on the ground you know. Here, give me your hand."

Chrom helped Robin up to his feet while a short perky girl jumped around without actually jumping.

"So, what is your name?"

"Better yet, why were you sleeping on the ground?"

Robin looked over and noticed a knight that he had not noticed before. The knight was looking at him with caution and suspicion. He decided it was best to answer the questions.

"My name is-" Robin started and then realized that he did not know his own name.

The group just stared at him waiting for him to finish his answer.

He looked sheepishly after a few minutes and muttered, "I don't remember my name, Chrom."

"And yet you know his?" The knight asked, his suspicions rising. "Can you at least tell us why you were on the ground, asleep?"

Robin shook his head, "I don't remember anything."

"Hey, I've heard of this," the girl piped up. "It's called amnesia."

"I'd call it a load of pegasus dung," the knight muttered under his breath. "Milord, we do need to get going. Your audience with King Uther cannot be put off. Especially since it took us this long to get him to agree to see you."

"Alright then, we'll just take him with us and sort it all out later," Chrom suggested.

"Are you sure that's wise, Milord?" the knight warned.

"Well, we can't just leave him here alone and confused."

"Uh, don't you think we should probably introduce ourselves before we drag him along with us?" the girl asked.

"Yeah, that might be helpful," Chrom commented. "I'm Chrom, but I guess you already knew that."

"I'm Lissa, and tall, dark and moody over there is Frederick the Wary."

"A title I shall wear with pride," Frederick stated. "Gods forbid one of us keeps an appropriate level of caution."

"Now that we've got that out of the way, we should get going," Chrom told the group.

"Wait, don't I get a say in any of this?" Robin asked.

"No!" Lissa answered quickly.

"Sure by all means, stay behind and be found by somebody who is not as understanding of your situation as we are," Chrom responded.

Giving a defeated sigh, Robin followed the group as they continued on their way. As they were walking, Chrom and Lissa explained who King Uther was and that they were currently on a road in Camelot heading towards the capital.

While the small group of four was making its way towards the citadel of Camelot, another group of knights, a prince and a secret warlock were coming upon a most gruesome scene. The scene was of a slaughter of a large group of Camelot's finest warriors.

Prince Arthur, leader of the expedition group looked upon the sight before him with a frown upon his face. Beside him was his loyal to a fault maid, Merlyn.

"Their heading north, let's move out!" Arthur ordered and his group began to move as fast as the guards on foot could run.

A few hours later, the group was moving slowly through the forest trying to find any sight of their targets. Merlyn was complaining and Arthur was teasing her.

"Not sore are you, Merlyn?"

"Oh no, not at all. I have just been on this bloody horse since before dawn. So, why would I be sore?"

"You could always walk if you are so sore. I am sure that one of the others would be more than happy to ride your horse."

"Well, sorry that my butt isn't as cushioned as yours."

The bantering continued on for the next few miles before Arthur called for a halt.

"Sire?" Sir Leon questioned.

"Listen."

"I don't hear anything," Merlyn pointed out.

Arthur rolled his eyes, "That is the point, Merlyn. It is too quiet."

Suddenly, the forest erupted into sounds of battle cries as the group was ambushed by around 50 bandits. The group quickly dismounted and began to fight. Merlyn moved off to the side to help in her own unique way.

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The small group of four continued on the road and were now walking through a forest when they heard the sounds of battle ahead of them.

"Anyone else hear that?" Lissa asked the rest of the group.

"Yeah, kind of hard to miss," Robin pointed out.

"Well, whatever's going on, we should probably investigate," Chrom told them and started making his way through the forest.

"What about him?" Frederick questioned gesturing toward Robin.

"Unless he's being attacked by some invisible foe, it can wait."

With that all said and the course of action decided, the group of three ran towards the sounds of the battle. Robin hesitated for but a minute before following after the people that had been kind enough to take him in.

They arrived in the clearing to find a battle in full swing. Many knights and bandits had already fallen to their foe. However, many more remained standing and fighting. Chrom and Frederick rushed into the battle to assist the knights. They recognized the symbol of the Pendragon dragon on their cloaks. Lissa began to run around dodging swords, axes, and arrows trying to heal the injured that were not yet dead with her staff. She knew that Chrom and Frederick wouldn't let anything happen to her from her usage of magic in Camelot.

Robin arrived moments later and took in the entire scene with a well trained eye. He immediately saw a way to end the battle and began acting upon this knowledge.

Running over to some knights near the edge of the clearing he began to gather information and give directions.

"Who is in charge here?"

One of the knights quickly responded, "Prince Arthur."

After his foe was taken out, he pointed, "There."

Robin nodded, "Anybody else?"

"I am Sir Leon, second in command of the Knights of Camelot. And, who are you?"

Robin shrugged, "I don't even know myself. Anyways can you gather a group of knights and get them positioned there, there and there?" Robin questioned while pointing out the three tactical locations.

Sir Leon looked around and nodded back to Robin. He gathered up the group of knights that were on the edge of the clearing, where the fighting had started to die down, and got them positioned where Robin had recommended.

After everybody was in position, Robin ran over to help his new found acquaintances. He drew the sword that was on his waist and started fighting. A few minutes into the fighting, for reasons unknown to himself, he pulled a tome out of his robe that he didn't even know was there.

"Wait, that's a tome!" Leon exclaimed. "You can do magic?"

"I believe so," Robin responded with a shrug. "Let me check."

"Let you check?! I think I will stand back here for the time being."

"No, I can control it, I'm sure," Robin assured him and added under his breath, "Now, how did this work again?"

That last line did little to reassure Sir Leon. However, he wasn't about to question it for now. He knew though that there would be hell to pay after the battle.

It quickly became apparent why Robin had wanted knights positioned there when bandits tried to make a run for it, realizing that they were not going to win the battle. It only took a few moments more for the battle to be over. The battle was won through swordwork, magic and the randomly falling branches.

The knights swiftly gathered around their prince after the battle. All except for those who were still being treated by Lissa. Merlyn came out of her hiding spot and rushed over to the gathering group. She had seen the magic at use.

"Prince Chrom, thank you for the assist," Arthur welcomed his fellow prince.

"Wait, what?!" Robin exclaimed.

Everybody ignored him for the time being.

"Think nothing of it, we were passing through when we heard the sounds of the fight and decided to investigate."

Arthur nodded, "And it is a good thing you did too."

Quickly, Arthur sent a couple of knights to check the encampment and make sure that there were no bandits left.

Arthur noticed that many of his knights were glancing warily at Princess Lissa and the strange boy. So, he summoned over Leon.

"Do you want to explain to me why my knights are acting like wimps around a group of warriors from Ylisse?"

"The boy used magic, Sire."

Arthur's eyes widened.

"He didn't even try to hide it, and then hinted that he didn't know what he was doing."

Arthur snapped around to look at the strange boy.

"You used magic."

Robin looked at the blonde haired knight, "Uh, I guess so."

"You do realize the penalty for using magic in Camelot, don't you?" Arthur questioned raising his eyebrow.

"Not really, no."

"He's with us, Prince Arthur," Chrom quickly intervened. "He is my new tactician."

Arthur shook his head. Despite Camelot's laws, any visitors of nobility or who worked for the visiting nobility were to be left alone.

"Fine, but I recommend that you warn him of the dangers involved in using magic in Camelot, Prince Chrom."

Chrom nodded.

"You're a prince?!" Robin questioned again hoping that somebody would answer this time.

Lissa heard the question this time and answered, "Yep, didn't we tell you?"

Robin simply shook his head no.

"Oops, oh well. Now you know.

"I guess that explains why Frederick tolerates all the teasing."

"Yes, oh the sacrifices I make for the good of the Halidom."

"Wait, he is your tactician and he doesn't know who you are?" Arthur questioned after watching the scene.

"He is suffering from amnesia. We are hoping it is only temporary," Lissa responded checking over Robin for any injuries.

It was at that moment that the group of knights that had been sent to check out the encampment returned and they had an unexpected person accompanying them.

"Morgana," Arthur breathed out staring at the girl he saw as a sister who had been missing for over a year.