My very first Fire Emblem fanfic ever. I blame Awakening.
This is basically journal entries that Robin (called Aly here) would have made if she actually kept a log. It's basically a loose interpretation of the events of Awakening with added emotions and inner thoughts on other characters as it goes on and she meets new people, forming new relationships. I plan on keeping these somewhat short, like real diary entries.
Journal Entry #1
Uh, I'm not exactly sure how to start this. I've never written in a journal before (or maybe I have and I've just forgotten?), but real tacticians keep logs, right? So I guess I'll just keep going until I have nothing left to write about for now. Chrom got me this book from the village we just saved from bandits. He said something about it being good for me to write things down if I'm concerned about losing my memory again. If you look at it from that angle, it does make sense. It's a well made book, with a thick, brown leather cover and an iron lock to keep it from opening without a key. I wonder why he was so willing to buy something expensive for a perfect stranger he met hours ago. Did he really trust me that much? And he even made me a Shepherd too...
I should start from the beginning. My name is Aly, and I'm an amnesiac, or at least according to Lissa I am. And I should really stop mentioning people I haven't introduced yet. Okay, starting again. I was found sleeping in a field outside of Ylisse, dirty and (kind of) starving in a dark Plegian cloak by Chrom, Lissa, and Frederick. Maybe describing them would be a good idea, in case I need to remember what they look like.
Chrom's a guy with short, dark blue hair, blue eyes, and silver armor on his left shoulder. His right arm has no armor on it, but maybe it's because he wants to show off that green tattoo on his shoulder for some reason. He also carries a golden looking sword in the sheathe attached to his belt.
Lissa is his younger sister, but she looks almost nothing like him and I wouldn't have realized they were related if I hadn't been told. She has blonde hair in two pigtails, blue eyes and wears a yellow dress and buttons on her head…I don't get the last part either, but I don't question it.
Frederick is Chrom's second in command in the Shepherds. He's pretty tall (in comparison to me, anyway), has short brown hair, and wears a huge amount of plate armor, so you can always hear him coming. He's a Great Knight, so he rides a heavily armored horse around in battles which makes him even taller. Did I mention he kind of hates me? Yeah, he thinks my amnesia is "Pegasus dung" (I have to remember that one for later) and is very suspicious of me. But then again, his nickname is Frederick the Wary. Anyway, back to the story.
So yeah, they found me and told me they were part of the Shepherds that patrolled the area. That confused me for the moment because they looked like soldiers, not sheep herders. But I guess if their "flock" was people, then they really were shepherds. They had decided to take me to a nearby town to figure out what to do with me, and as we were walking, we saw that smoke was coming from the town. Rushing over the next hill, it was clear that there was a bandit attack happening. Chrom, Lissa, and Frederick immediately ran off to help out, leaving me alone. I have no idea what possessed me to follow them, but I had weapons so I might as well try!
Anyway, so I ran after them as backup. Chrom seemed pretty surprised to see me, but he accepted the help quickly. Not even Frederick could argue against an extra soldier, as it turned out that Lissa was a Cleric and couldn't fight or defend herself against a trained attacker. She could definitely heal though, something I needed a lot as I got used to fighting (You wouldn't think that books could cause so much pain…). I got used to the barely sharp but very durable Bronze Sword pretty fast, so I could handle the axe-wielding Barbarians without too much trouble. I seemed to almost instinctively know how the weapon triangle worked. Actually, I seemed to know tons about combat and tactics. I could size up someone's skill level, how hurt they were, and how hard they hit at a glance, and I could even estimate how a battle between two people would go without them actually fighting. Before I even realized it, I was giving advice and orders to Chrom and Frederick-and they were listening! Our group of four worked our way deeper into town, Chrom hacking and slashing at any foe in range (he got very passionate during fights) and me picking off bandits from afar with blasts of lightning (I had found a Lightning Tome too). Frederick hung closer to Lissa, ruthlessly taking down the ones who got behind us with his Silver Lance. Lissa patched us up with her Heal Staff when we got too bloody (mostly me). We eventually made it to the bandit's boss, some guy named Garrick who used axes. He looked like a jerk to me, so I wasn't very mournful when Chrom and I double teamed him to his death.
After we killed Garrick, Chrom thanks me for helping to protect Ylissean citizens and asks for me to join his Shepherds as his Tactician. Well obviously, I said yes! What else did I have to do? Frederick deduced that the bandits were from Plegia, a near-hostile country to the west. Something about their accents was familiar to me, but I can't place it. Maybe I've been to Plegia before? Moving on, the villagers were very happy about us saving them, so happy in fact, that they offered to feed and house us for the night. Lissa seemed pretty excited over the possibility of staying indoors, and I was pretty sure I was drooling a little at the thought of finally getting food, but Frederick declined, saying we needed to get back to the capital. Why is he so strict all the time? We ended up camping in the woods halfway to our actual destination (Much to Lissa's chagrin. I think she swallowed a bug while we were setting up.) and Chrom killed a bear to eat. How he did that with nothing but his sword was beyond my comprehension, but I ate it without question. EVERYTHING tastes good when you're hungry. Actually, that bear tasted pretty good. It might be my new favorite meat now! Strangely enough, Frederick didn't eat any. How weird. So now we're just sitting around the campfire in an attempt to sleep. Scratch that, Lissa and Chrom are trying to sleep. Frederick is watching the camp as I write. Or maybe he's just waiting until I go to bed to relax. Seriously, I'm not doing anything wrong! Why is he staring at me like that? Now I'm all self-conscious… I guess this is as good of a time as any to stop, before Frederick burns a hole in this journal with nothing but his eyes. Gods…
Possible Shepherd,
Aly