Hello! I love fire emblem but I think there are just a few too many plot holes. So here is where I will try to fill them! Please read and review! Thanks!

"I hope one day mother, you can forgive me."

Robin was wide awake. She couldn't afford to sleep. She couldn't sleep if she wanted to and the insomnia was beginning to give her a terrible headache. It was just yesterday her sweet Lucina had tried to kill her. While she had forgiven Lucina (who she knew was desperate) she couldn't get rid of the image of Falchion ready to strike her down. There was something about that sword, it's purpose, and it's legacy that was wholly terrifying to the tactician.

As a mother she had said her life belonged to Lucina. As a mother she meant those words. Her love for Lucina was so great she didn't mind dying. There was zero hesitation. Even though her conviction was strong she knew she couldn't quell that tiny voice in her soul.

"Lucina loves Chrom more than you. Even if she was reluctant, if it came down to the end again, Would she KILL you?"

So it was on the next day Robin couldn't leave her tent. She remained in her cot. She stared up at the white top blankly. So absorbed in her musings, she didn't see the flap close as Morgan peeked in at her and left quietly after.

Contrary to popular belief, Morgan was a lot smarter than people gave him credit for. The only one who unfortunately seemed to be aware of his budding genius was his beloved mother. He had also began to remember things slowly but vividly. So he had seen his mother upset yesterday when they had come back from Plegia and was going to do his best at cheering her up when he stumbled onto that wretched scene. He was afraid though. He wanted to save her but was too scared to move. Horrified, he watched frozen in morbid mortification as Lucina was prepared to kill mother.

Then father had appeared and made everything for the better. He comforted and reassured Lucina. They had both forgiven her so easily. Morgan stumbled along a rocky path until he had come to the clearing again. Shockingly or perhaps ironically his sister and father were already there. Lucina was sitting on an uprooted log. Chrom stood beside her with his hand on her shoulder. They spoke in muted whispers. They had always had a deep understanding with one another. Lucina was far closer to father than she was to mother or even himself. He used to think it didn't bother him too much. While Lucina was daddy's girl Morgan was definitely a mama's boy. He had accepted this and was quite content with their relationships.

Today was different though. He knew his parents slept in different tents. Gods know his mother packed her room with reading materials. She also kept very peculiar hours. But didn't she need Chrom more? Wasn't he as her husband supposed to be there with her? Morgan clenched a hand in his hair. He was remembering something again. He was remembering something very unpleasant. It was a memory of something reminiscent of this situation. His confusion ebbed to fury.

"Lucina, are you plotting something again?" The Falchion wielder's jumped at his voice. It wasn't so much that he startled them, it was that voice so deep and spiteful. "Morgan?" He swallowed at his father's confusion but didn't move his brown eyes from Lucina. "Because if you are this time I will stop you. Even if I-" He trailed off looking down at Falchion at her side. Bitter tears welled up and a few slipped down his pale cheeks.

"If you try to hurt mother again...I...I'll do it. Even if mother hates me, even if father despises me. Even if everyone in our camp turns against me."

Morgan gripped his most powerful fire tome. "I'll kill you."

Chrom looked shocked. "Morgan what are you saying?!" Morgan grit his teeth. "You know what I'm saying. You know." Chrom blinked then his eyes widened. "You were there." He said at last in realization. Morgan turned from the shell shocked Lucina to his father. "Of course I was there. I always am. You never see me though. You don't even notice when I'm around!" He glared mournfully at his father. "That's okay though. I'm use to it. You forgot about me. So I forgot about you. But to hurt or forget mother is unforgivable."

He stared at his father but he was looking through him almost. "You've always had such an understanding with Lucina, I can't take it. Even though I tried to get your attention, all of your time was given to her. Am I just not good enough?! Is it because she's older?! What is it?!"

Chrom said nothing. Morgan looked away. "Mother always helped me. She always understood. It was through her I found my love of tactics. I want to be like mother because books are the only things that truly understand us. Even though mother sacrifices so much you still, you two love each other more than mother and I."

Lucina stood up at that moment. "No that's not true! I didn't want to kil- hurt mother. It's just that future! If father died... Then the world, I don't want to go back there!" Lucina broke down into tears. "I love mother so much! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"Shut up! You're sorry?! I would never raise my hands to my parents. No matter what, we continue to fight! But you were desperate. You gave up! Without mother I don't want a future!" Then perhaps reaching an epiphany Morgan deflated. "Without mother, I don't even have a future. If mother died yesterday, would I have ceased to exist?"

Lucina collapsed onto her knees. She sobbed uncontrollably and even Chrom couldn't console her. He turned to Morgan then sternly with all the bravado of the king he was to be. "Enough Morgan. That's enough." Morgan dropped his arm uselessly and turned to head out of the clearing. "Go on, choose Lucina like you always do. You take care of your daughter. I'll take care of my mother." He leaves them with Lucina's sobbing ringing in his ears.