Of Swords and Magic

In a world where order is natural, magic can materialize, alongside the knights of justice, a bubbly young princess named Robin at the ripe age of 5 wished to study the military arts of swords and magic.

"I want to be able to use swords and magic!"

"BAH you're too young, get outta here ya squirt."

However practical training would be only intended for those aged above 12. Determined to do her best with a sharp, analyzing gaze, Robin would watch fellow officers spar, memorizing their movements just as an eagle would do to their prey. Not only that, she would question the elderly and look upon ancient tomes, something most children weren't fond of. Each tome would relocate decades of dust, only to be found swirling among the youngster Robin. Brown specks of light, covered from head to toe, which would only attract more of this undesirable light.

As Robin came of age, she was no longer known as a "squirt" but the prodigy of both swords and magic. Dazzling her superiors with his stunning skill in the arts of a sword while on the other hand amazing the elderly with her newfound knowledge. By the age of 19, she was essentially a mistress, "A gift of Grima" her father would say. Yet there was one teenager who could surpass her in the arts of magic, his name was Henry. Together, they would spur each other forward, surpassing any growth of what the elderly could have done. "Nya-ha-ha bloody gods this feeling! No blood but pain everywhere!" As eccentric as he was, Robin would associate Henry as one of her closest friends who would always help out whenever she needed. He would always come over to take dark magic lessons from his father strict as he was, yet always strive to finish earlier to spend time with her.

However, her father, the king, was a meticulous and extremely religious man who sought after and only for power.

"Imagine what glory the gods will gift us Morgan! Robin will become a splendid sacrifice for our lord Grima!" Validar proclaimed.

"Ah… yes dear, Robin will definitely shower our future generations in wealth and happiness…" Morgan stated

"Henry is progressing nicely accepting darkness as one of his own. If only my daughter Robin would come around instead of playing with metal sticks. I wish for a just and righteous world, a vision of mine that must come to fruition."

Little did she know that Robin was the key to the almighty.

Although Morgan loved her husband Validar, she could not fathom the ideology of sacrificing one's own kin. To take, no to steal the life of another human being was an unsettling thought to process. Morgan knew what she had to do. In the dusk of dawn, she crept into Robin's room waking up the aspiring girl.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Understanding her pursuit of knowledge, she knew what would tip the scales to bring Robin out of hiding. "Well my lovely princess, Validar and I have been talking about you leaving Plegia and we thought it would be best to not only learn from our home country, but the skills that others have to offer! Hurry up now allow us to march towards the local village!"

Excited for finally being able to leave Plegia the first time in her life. Robin flew out of bed, and …. "Ah ah ah Robin, you need to pack some bread as well as your tomes and a sword in case we find some wild animals to defend ourselves with." Logical reasoning to defend logical lies. In truth, she wanted Robin to be prepared for the worst of it. If it comes down to it, he would need to… No, we'll save that thought for when it's needed. After finishing packing, Robin and I decided to head East, towards a village. Using her excitability as an advantage, we ran wasting as little time as possible, in hopes that no one would notice. At the rate they were running, it may be possible we reach there by sunrise.

Leaving the sandy dunes of Plegia would prevent the horrible shortcomings of this child's talent. If only she were born under certain circumstances she would provide the utmost use with her abilities. Why oh why did she have to fall in love with a political leader, especially one as powerful as Validar.

Surprised at how smoothly the travel was, perhaps there was hope that Robin would live a normal life, whatever that was. Each day would be relatively similar than the day before. They would spend the night at an inn, eat, pack and head out again to another village. As we grew closer to the halidom of Ylisse, enemies as we seem, Lady Emmeryn was viewed as a kind, forgiving leader. Perhaps it was my own heart that wished for Robin's wellbeing just like any mother would for their child yet.. "AGH! BANDITS RUN TAKE SHELTER" a villager screamed! Readying up my tome as I motioned Robin to prepare for combat, I flinched. I couldn't believe it, Plegians were here as well. "Search for the vessel, destroy and kill anyone need be." I needed time, time to stall and time to waste. "Listen here Robin, there's a village called Southtown not far from here, take shelter there and I'll be right behind you."

"But mom, I can.." NO BUT'S! Please Robin trust me on this and i'll be right on my way. Reluctantly she ran off farther down towards Southtown thanking that she was safe for the time being. Ideally, she needed to make the Plegians and bandits to fight among themselves, minimizing her own efforts. Dashing in drawing attention of both parties, she amassed her energy at a single point between both parties, drawing the attention of everyone. It worked the bandits noticed the Plegians. Running towards Southtown she was about to finish her escape noticing Robin not too far up ahead. She was choked by a hex, crying out for air yet nothing would help. "That was quite the ploy you had, using bandits as a distraction to assist in your little escape. Now tell me where is the fell one."

"I'd rather die than support your cause!" Spitting at her pursuers face. "You do know that that the act of treason is the sentence of death" as he fired his thoron tome into her heart. Screaming in pain as her body ceased to function. As she collapsed she saw Robin run and in her last dying breath "Robin…. I'm sorry this had to come."

Robin saw her mother and all she could do was run. "Run run run run run run" the voice in his head echoed. Store the pain away and keep running. I knew that we were unable to go away from castle grounds but my selfishness took over. I knew the possibilities of why we were keeping our profiles low but this, this is unheard of. I kept running, out of breath, hungry, unable to see anything I just kept running. Unable to handle the pain in my legs yet I kept running. Collapsed I began to crawl. Crawling and crawling as my arms give in. Each second of rest only increases the amount of pain over the time. Ignore it and just keep running. My legs and arms finally give in. Roll and as I roll I begin to lose sight. Mother…. Why did this happen?

[AUTHORS NOTE]

UH PLEASE REVIEW? YES REVIEW AND FLAME ME AND TELL ME IF I SHOULD CONTINUE THIS? I HOPE YOU PEOPLE ENJOY AS THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC SO NATURALLY I'M AFRAID : Anyways in all honesty I really am thankful for anyone with the time to read this as I appreciate your modesty to come here and read this barely started work. I hope to come again with more in the future!