Hello everyone. About a year ago I had the idea for this story, and I have recently decided that it may be a good idea to write it. I have noticed that there haven't been any disabled Robin stories out, so I decided I might give a stab at it. So, in this story, Robin is deaf. This is my first fic that I have tried posting, so just tell me if you see any errors in spelling, tense, grammar and anything else. Thank you and enjoy.

The first thing I know is the grass tickling my ears and cheeks, moving in it's own dance, swaying gently in the wind. The next thing I know is that my back is sore from laying on the ground. I slowly open my eyes, my vision blurry, and see a man with blue hair, and a young blonde girl. The blue haired man offers his hand, and I take it, using it to hoist me off of the ground. I catch a glimpse of my hand, six purple eyes seem to glare at me from the back of my hand. When my vision clears, I see the man's mouth is moving, as if he were speaking, yet no noise, anywhere. The bluenette mouths something, which causes the young blonde to chuckle in response. They notice that I am confused.

The bluenette turns away, facing a third person, a knight by the looks of it. He walks over to his horse, and reveals a pen and a small book, and he hands them to the blue haired man. He writes something, before showing me, "My name is Chrom, the delicate one is Lissa, and the ever so pleasant knight over there is Frederick. What is your name?"

What was my name? I concentrate for a few moments, before coming to the conclusion that I had no clue what it was. I shrug.

Lissa says something, and as a response, Chrom shrugs, and Frederick shakes his head. Frederick takes the book from my hands, and the pen from Chrom, and writes a few words before showing me, "Your story is pegasus dung, you may fool them but you won't trick me."

I begin screaming in protest, and throw the book at Frederick, who catches it with ease. I don't what I am saying, or even if I'm screaming words, but Chrom puts a hand on my shoulder and mouths something very slowly. I understand two words, calm down. He turns towards Frederick and says something, only to have the book thrust in his stomach. "Lissa and I believe you, and Frederick is just wary, but we are Shepherds, and we are going to take you into town to make sure that you aren't an enemy of Ylisse."

As we walk, Chrom walks next to me, book open, pen ready to write, and my mind wanders. 'So, these people are Shepherds, in full armor... I can't say I understand, but whoever they are, they seem to be nice people, even Frederick. I don't think I can blame the guy for being wary of me. I don't know if I'd believe it if I were in their position.' I begin to wonder what, or who, Ylisse is, and how could I be a feared enemy of Ylisse if I couldn't even hear. 'Why does Chrom seem so familiar? Did I know him from somewhere, but if I do, then wouldn't he remember me?'

We walk another few moments, before a thought comes to mind. I smile. I snatch the book and pen from Chrom, who yelps from the theft. "Robin." I write, handing the book back.

Chrom reads it, smiles and writes, "So, your name is Robin? That sounds foreign."

I nod vigorously, only to Lissa shaking Chrom's arm, and pointing in the distance. A column of smoke rises from a town. Chrom says something to the Lissa and Frederick, before running forward with them. Once on the hill, he turns back at me, and raises two hands, gesturing me to stay put. Not wanting to be alone, I begin running after them, and feel something hitting my leg as I run. I pull back my cloak, and find a sword on my belt, and a tome in a pocket of the expansive piece of clothing. Ignoring the fact that I had no clue where either of them came from, and how I hadn't noticed them until now, I sprint faster after them.

Immediately when I rejoin them, a group of Brigands attack. Chrom and Frederick merely deflect the axes, while the only thing that kept Lissa from being split in half was the metal case of her dress. Lissa hits the brigand with a staff, despite having a hard time standing. I quickly grab my tome, and search the book for the needed incantation. Yellow glyphs surround me, and I extend my right hand, and a ball of lightning flies from my fingers, hitting the attacker square in the chest. I draw my sword, and jump the last couple feet, and bring my sword down. Frederick and Chrom stand there, mouths hanging from their jaws after seeing me kill the brigand, Frederick recovers quickly, while Chrom remains in a daze for another moment.

Chrom thrusts his sword in the ground, and grabs his book, "So you can use magic and swords?"

I shrug.

"Any other tricks up your sleeve?"

I nod, before handing Lissa a vial that fell from her person after being hit. She takes a swig, and gives a small nod and places it in another pouch.

I go down to the ground, and draw a big square. I write the letters, F, L and C at the location that we were. I draw arrows for each of these letters, F and L go north, then east, while C goes east then north. I then point at Chrom's book, and Chrom hands it to me, "I'm going with you." I put the book in one of my many pockets.

The three of them nod, acknowledging the plan, and they leave no complaints. Chrom and I run down the streets of the town. A brigand hears us running and charges, bring his ax down. The blade of the ax collides with the side of my sword, and I'm brought down to my knee. The brigand says mouths something, and laughs. I fear the sword will break, so I close my eyes and prepare for the worst. I wait, nothing. I open my eyes, and see the brigand on the ground in front of me dead, Chrom's blade in the back. I stand up, and look around, and after not seeing any others, I follow Chrom, and head north, and meet up with Frederick and Lissa. When we see Frederick, he motions me over, and I oblige. He pantomimes a book.

I grab the book again, and hand it to him. "There are three brigands, a mage, and two myrmidons on and on the other side of the bridge, what is your plan?"

"Can you and Chrom take out the myrmidons?"

He nods, and holds up the number one, and points at the west side of the bridge, and does the same thing for the east side.

"Tell Chrom and Lissa the plan."

Chrom nods, but all Lissa does is stick out her tongue, only to be scolded by Frederick. We each take our positions and I walk onto the middle of the bridge, and get the attention of the mage. I open my tome, and the mage starts their spell. I seen Chrom and Frederick start running. The mage's spell flies at the same moment that my spell launches. My thunder hits him square in the chest, and he falls to the ground, and the wind hits me in the stomach, and sends me flying back a few feet. Lissa runs over, and my the time I am standing, she is holding her staff above her head, and a green light appears above me, and it gets easier to breathe. I sprint back to Chrom and Frederick, and see them both attacking the biggest brigand that I have ever seen. I grab my tome, and cast it, hitting him in the side, Frederick stabs him with his lance a second later, and the brigand fell.

As if on cue, villagers come swarming out of their houses, and begin talking with Chrom and Lissa. Frederick stands there, watching every move of the villagers, and I am sitting here, smiling, waving and nodding. People are coming up to me after talking with Chrom, and begin talking, and instead of making a scene, I nod, and smile. By the end of the mingling, I am about as confused as everyone that came up to me. Chrom took Lissa's hand and dragged her away. Frederick follows, and so do I.

On our way out of the town, Chrom and Frederick talk, and, every few moments Lissa has to interrupt to stop them from fighting. The sun begins to set, and after collecting firewood along the way, we begin to set up camp. I notice Chrom writing something in the book, and closing it. The sun is on the horizon, and Frederick had disappeared, and Chrom hands me the book.

"The capital of Ylisse, Ylisstol, is about a day's journey away. We are more than happy to simply escort you there, and leave you there, but instead of just being dropped off, would you like to join the Shepherds as our Tactician?"

I nod, and we shake hands.

If you have any criticism, please leave a review. I don't know if I actually want to continue it, but if this gets enough support, I think I will.

Bye,

Karii Lynne