Premonition: Invisible Ties (Reflet-POV)
The night sky was foggy on this particular night, and I didn't exactly mind. Robin, on the other hand, was freezing and complaining as he huddled into his plain brown cloak. I simply rolled her eyes as the we continued forward. I glanced at him as he blew into his hands and collected the warm breath into his hands, attempting to warm them up. I sighed while scanning the area for somewhere the we could take a rest. I smiled in relief as I spotted some lights in the distance, meaning there was a town nearby.
"This way." I murmured under my breath, but knew for a fact my younger brother could hear me. He followed me lead, which took us in a different direction than our original path.
I scratched my head with a cold hand, this was a pain. We had heard of a nearby town that was constantly being harassed and I had intended for us to go and help them out with the bandits, if we kept going then we could easily of made it by morning. But...
Robin had his arms wrapped around himself, attempting to warm himself up in this not so cold weather. Jeez, I knew I should of bought him more than a scarf in that last town. Perhaps a hat at the least. Oh well, that's in the past.
I groaned as I stuffed my hands in my pockets. Even though he was a boy, he's also my younger brother. Granted, only by a few years, but still. I had to be the mature one here and make sure he didn't catch a cold. It wouldn't be a good strategy, nor would it be good for his health.
The town was nearly in sight and I smiled in relief, as much as I loathed to admit it, the more I thought about rest, the more tired I became. I estimated that we would be there within ten more minutes if we kept up this pace.
"Alright Robin, we're almost there..."
"R-right..." He stuttered, still huddled up in his thin cloak. When I thought about it, I realized that my cloak must've been a bit thicker than his. Robin's was hand-made from our mother from a long time ago. It was actually a thin blanket at first but as he grew older, he asked her to make it into a coat. It was in the same design as mine, but a bit shorter and the hood barely made it over his head, unlike mine where the hood could very well cover his face if necessary. It was almost getting too small for him, the sleeves nearly touched his wrists and the length of it just went past his waist, which made it seem like an oversized coat.
Robin suddenly stopped, frozen in his tracks.
I turned around to see what made him stop walking, did he seriously freeze from the weather?
I raised an eye brow at him as I turned around in a relaxed stance, "Hey, what's going on?"
He was silent for another moment, but it felt like longer the way he was silent. I was right next to him and it was like he wasn't even acknowledging my existence. A frown found its was across my face as I shook him by the shoulder lightly. "Robin! Did you die on me?" I tried teasing him, but to no avail. I looked closer at his face and his gaze seemed fixated on something. I followed his line of sight and suddenly I saw something that clearly wasn't there before.
I narrowed my gaze and lifted my hand from Robin's shoulder and was ready to reach for my tome if needed. I suddenly realized that my brother had his hand ready as well, aimed for his sword.
We silently glared at the each other across the night, even though I couldn't see their features, I could slightly see with the glare of the moon that this person was wearing the same cloak as us. Was he Grimleal as well?
I could hear Robin give out a small growl next to me as the person in front of us took a slow step forward. "What do you want?"
Strangely enough, I could see the grin on their face, as if it was reflecting the glow of whatever light there was at this time of night. That grin made me freeze on the spot as it sent chills up my back. What. The. Hell.
"Are you gonna answer or what?" I taunted as I let a smile slip on to my face as well. I didn't even need to look to see that Robin was trying to grin along with us, but failing. I could practically smell the fear coming from him. But I guess it was understandable since he istired, cold, and the person that seemed to give off some sort of ominous glow that could frighten anyone. Even I was feeling a bit nervous standing against this person.
The Grimleal laughed in a deep voice that seemed to echo across the field. I stiffened a small amount, making sure the enemy couldn't see it. I opened my mouth to speak but the other beat me to it, "You really mean to tell me that neither of you know who I am?" He let out an airy laughter that seemed somewhat forced before speaking again, "You wee born specifically for me!" He shouted with a huge grin, eyes bulging out as he ran up to us, fasting that the eye could see. "NOW SUBMIT!" he slipped out of my eye sight for a moment until I saw movement next to me where my brother was.
"Robin WATCH OUT!" I shouted two seconds to late. The other man was pinning my brother down to the ground and it almost looked like he was being molested until I heard the choked strangle of Robin, making me realize that he was being strangled with the strangers right hand as his left hand was pressed against his forehead, thumb in the middle of his knotted brows. He was murmuring something that almost sounded like a chant but the words were too low for me to hear. The cloaked figure was smiling like a maniac.
All rationality rushed out of me as I tackled the cloaked man to the ground quickly, successfully knocking him off my brother and I was relieved to hear a strained gasp of breath the moment he was released. 'He'll be alright.' I thought to myself quickly before the other man distracted me from my thoughts and pulled out a rusty bronze sword and started slashing at me. Man, I was barely able to dodge all these incoming attacks. He obviously had skill and quiet possible, more experience than myself. He seemed a good decade older than us. He certainly didn't waste time, I didn't have any time to read from my tome, it would be impossible to grab my sword without losing a limb.
As if he read my predicament, the enemy aimed for my midsection and as I dodged to the side, he was somehow able to reach forward and grab my arm and throw me to the ground.
Fuck.
He came down tumbling with me, pinning me with his own body causing my movements some extreme limitations, he slammed my head into the ground, and wait! There was a god damned rock under my head. My eye sight went blurry for a moment and momentarily caused me to stop resisting the assault. Damn damn damn damn DAMMIT! He pressed his thumb into my forehead, much like what I saw him doing with Robin, and I felt as though my energy was draining from me quickly. You know, the same feeling when you're super tired and everything you look at looks super comfortable and totally sleepable one.. Fuck I'm tired. This ground isn't so uncomfortable, and this rock would make a decent pillow. Just as I was drifting off, I heard the man murmur something about Grima and how he would finally be revived again. And I almost got angry when he mentioned something along the lines of 'You will have to do. I'd prefer your brother though.' WHAT?! Was he saying that I wasn't good enough for assault?! Ah, fuck it... I'll yell at him...later...
I closed my eyes as the last bit of energy was drained from me but felt a huge surge of energy when the weight on me suddenly disappeared. I shot up and my head immediately throbbed in protest. 'Go to sleep!' it was yelling at me. Ugh, I wish I could. But dammit, what did that Grimleal do to me? I've been assaulted tons of time (not that anyone's been successful, mind you) and I've never felt this tired before. Some sort of concoction perhaps? Ugh.
I looked up and saw Robin fighting the man in an all out clash of swords. Robin was a gifted swordsman but from the short window of skill I saw in the other man, Robin was no match. I hesitated for a moment as my mind came back slower than I would of preferred, grabbing my Thoron tome, I watched the one-sided battle play out in front of me as my brother was fighting tooth and nail to just block and dodge the attacks, and when he was able to get a blow in, the man avoided it in what looked like slow motion. How was this guy so damned skilled?!
Unfortunately enough, Robin seemed to realize what I was aiming for and closed his eyes for a second, and then purposely failed to dodge one of the on coming attacks. The Grimleal seemed to of been as shock as me if his shrouded face had anything to do with it, I stood there wide-eyed and dumbfounded until Robin shouted angrily, "HURRY UP!" and with those words, I snapped out of it and focused on the foe and shot a Thoron straight at him. Good thing Robin already pushed him back, getting rid of the sword quickly just as my attack reached him. I was grinning maliciously as I saw him finally get hit instead me or my brother.
Just as my hopes rose, the cloaked man just had to start laughing. Odd, that laugh seemed... angry? Nervous? Disappointed?
He brought his hand to his face as his laughter died down, turning into his airy chuckles. "...Neither of you...are ready..." He said quietly with no emotion in his voice. I blinked dumbly at him until he turned his back to us and started walking calmly away from where me and Robin where headed from. I growled as I reached for my sword-
"-You better hurry up and get your brother healed unless you want him to die." He stated with his back still turned away from us.
Dammit, he was right. ARGH! Whatever. I was going to heal him anyways. I slowly put my sword back as I ran towards my brother who was bleeding profoundly. FUCK I just wanted to scream. I quickly grabbed out all my medicines, including elixirs, along with some bandages and quickly treated his wound. It wasn't that deep, fortunately, but it was still quiet fatal. Wait, that man obviously had the skill to kill if he struck with full force. Then why didn't he...
Oh hell...
He was playing with us. Testing out skill, if you will.
I slapped my forehead at the realization. How could I not of seen it? But wait, why was he so keen on pinning us to the ground? And when he had his hand on my head...that was a strange sensation... What was he trying to accomplish?
I sighed in annoyance as I started to hear Robin snore after I finished wrapping his injury. He's be hurt for a few days, a few weeks maybe, if we don't find an official cleric. I had next to no skills when it comes to healing and medical stuff. That was the only downside of my little team with Robin. If we got injured, we had to retreat and go to the nearest town. That's probably what encouraged us to become amazing tacticians, we could both maneuver a whole town of average men into battle and still come out unscathed now a days.
That reminded me... That village that called for our help. They'd have to wait now. For who the hell knows how long.
I felt like slamming my face into something at that moment. The only thing preventing me from doing so was the small fact that my injured and conscience brother was on my back and I had to be gentle. Giving him a piggyback ride might actually be making his injury worse if I think about it. Oh well, I'll find him a top class cleric when we get to town. In the morning...
I was still kinda tired. Apparently I used up my second wind when I saved Robin's ass and got rid of him. Oh joy...
As soon as we got into town I ordered us a room at a fancy looking inn and grudgingly went up to the room. The town was very quiet and by the look of the woman's face who gave me the key, we didn't look in the best condition. Hah, I'd probably scare the living daylights out of the villagers if we went in during day time hours.
I carefully manoeuvred my brother into one of the beds and tucked him under the sheets once I took his cloak off. I got myself a drink of water from the bathroom and went straight to the opposite bed of Robin. Man, I don't wanna ever leave this bed. I smiled contentedly to myself as I silently drifted off to sleep in my comfortable pyjamas that I only take out for when I have a bed to sleep in.
Little did I know that my sleep would be interrupted by a certain dream with a certain blue headed exalt named Chrom.
And that is that. Another chapter anyone? Please review if you see any mistakes of any kind or review even to say how awful or great you thought it was. Criticism is also welcomes. Flames are tolerable and comments are agreeable.