Awakening of Fate

Prologue: Before the Fall

A/N: So, this idea has been tick-tocking in my old noggin for a while now and I've read some pretty great Fire Emblem stories so now imma try one. For reference I'm using the following character customization options for Robin (Female Build 3, Face 1, Hair 3, Hair Color 3) and for Corrin (Male Build 2, Face 4, Hair 5, Hair Color 12 and the Facial Feature 2) in case you'd like to see them for yourself.


Ylisse - Unknown Age

The cathedral was illuminated only by candles as the sounds of battle waged within. A man stood near an alter cackling manically as he watched the chaos before him. He was dressed in dark purple and black robes and had a dark purplish flame-like aura around his body. In his eyes danced the flames of madness as the surrounding area was damaged from combat. Pillars of stone cracked and crumbled while the pews were ripped from the ground.

"Yes, struggle in futility! The hour of Grima's return draws near!" the man at the alter exclaimed before pulling out a dark violet tome from his robes.

Apart from the chaos happening on the ground but further away from the altar confronting this man were two figures. One was young man with dark sea-blue colored hair. His clothes were dark navy blue with scatterings of armor consisting of a pauldron with vambrace and greaves which didn't restrict his movement. The man was wielding a double-edged longsword with a golden-colored fuller. There was an ovular ring between the blade and hilt in the center of the connecting pieces giving the weapon a slightly awkward appearance. He lifted his blade holding it at chest height with the tip pointing towards the robed man.

"Your doom has already been foretold Exalt Chrom, and there is nothing you can do to stop it." The man cackled as his tome opened. He sent forth a ball of purple-black fire towards Chrom but before the attack could hit it was nullified by a stream of lightning. The second figure dressed in a hooded robe had their hand outstretched from which electricity crackled remnants of their spell. "Dastard, today is the day you die." The hooded figure, whose voice was feminine in tone, spoke. The man's tome glowed once more as he sent more fire towards both his foes.

"No, today is the day Grima is resurrected." He retorted as Chrom and the hooded figure dodged his attack and closed the distance on him. "Robin, let's do this. You're one of us always and forever!" Chrom exclaimed as he ran through the enemy spell-caster, slicing the man across the chest. Robin, the hooded spell-caster began to float as green waves of energy flew from her fingertips towards the dark robed man.

"Chrom, let's take Validar down!" Robin exclaimed as she began to circle her intended target. Robin continuously casted spells on Validar cycling through fire, lightning, and wind elemental attacks. Wherever her spells landed, Chrom attacked with his sword on the opposite side of Validar lacerating the man with his attacks. As air currents lifted Robin into the air, she formed a massive red sphere above her head. "BOLGANONE!" Robin yelled at the top of her voice before slamming the orb onto Validar. There was a massive explosion that enveloped the entirety of Validar. When the smoke cleared the man lay across the ground and altar, breathing haggardly.

Despite the fact he was dying Validar continued to smile. His eyes never left Robin as his body began to dissolve. "This is the beginning and the end. You have lost." Validar spoke his final words as his entire body disappeared. Chrom walked over to Robin and placed his hand upon her shoulder. "Finally, it is over and –hurghk-" Chrom was interrupted as a blade of electricity pierced his abdomen. Robin looked down and saw that she had produced the blade herself.

NO! I would never hurt Chrom!

No, you wouldn't but I would.

Robin could feel her body moving against her will as Chrom was pushed off her blade and onto the floor. The dying Exalt never took his eyes off Robin as his breaths became gasps. "Robin…I…don't…blame…" were the only words he was able to say before death claimed him.

CHROM!

Quiet you, now it is time for me to complete my work and eradicate the human filth from this world.

Who are you?

You know who I am. I've been with you since you were born. The way you could employ such mastery of skills, was me. Your ability to weave magic in such a unique fashion was me. We are one in the same, you and I. Flip sides of the same coin. You know me just as the brand upon your hand dictates for those of my bloodline.

No, I don't know you. I am my own person!

We are our own person. Together you and I are one. We employ both the power of dragons and the cunning of humanity. You know who we are. Say it. Say who we are. We are…

Grima.

Fort Corrin – Age of Dragons 776

With a cry of surprise three figures landed atop one another in a heap. Two of the figures were female. One dressed as a traditional maid while the other was lightly clothed in a white outfit. The lone male of the group was dressed in white armor with black lining. A cloak was tied to his neck finished the ensemble. Strapped to his side was a brilliant golden longsword. The trio stood up and looked about their surroundings. They were enclosed within a massive fort. It was currently bare except for a single treehouse.

"Corrin!" a tiny floating creature that looked almost like a fish exclaimed happily. It was mostly sky blue with a white belly and wearing a bonnet.

"Who are you?" the male, now identified as Corrin asked the creature.

"It's me, Lilith!" the creature exclaimed smiling brightly as it floated towards Corrin and gave him a hug.

"Lilith, you're a dragon?" Corrin asked with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"Yea I was able to watch over you in my human form for some time but by bringing you to this place I have stuck myself in my dragon form." Lilith explained.

"Where exactly is here?" one of the females, a long blue-haired beauty asked as she looked around. Lilith floated over to the girl smiling still.

"This is an outrealm but it's a special outrealm in that it is Corrin's outrealm. It is nigh impregnable from outside forces and a perfect place to escape from the Hoshidan and Nohrian forces while we figure out our next moves." Lilith explained.

Corrin looked around the area and noticed the sky was filled with countless orbs. In fact, they were surrounded by orbs. From what he could see each orb seemed to contain its own tiny world.

"Lilith what are all these other orbs?" Corrin asked the dragon. Lilith giggled and floated over to Corrin's shoulder before perching herself upon it.

"Those are other outrealms, each one a world of infinite possibilities." Lilith explained. Corrin nodded and grabbed his chin.

"I see, we'll have to explore them when we find the time." He stated before walking over to the maid.

"Felicia, prepare some tea for Azura and myself while we discuss our next move." He instructed causing the maid to jump from surprise before rushing off to do his bidding.

"Yes, Lord Corrin." Felicia replied.

Azura and Corrin went into the treehouse together after Felicia was already inside. Lilith never left her perch of Corrin's shoulder, preferring to fall asleep where she lay. Once inside the treehouse Azura and Corrin sat down at a table furnished directly from the tree itself.

"So, you said you could lead me to the true enemy behind this conflict, Azura. What exactly did you mean?" Corrin inquired. Azura turned her face to the side with a forlorn expression.

"Please trust me Corrin but I can't speak of it yet. Not while we are here. We must first go to a special place before I can speak about it." Azura spoke almost meekly.

Corrin sighed in frustration before slouching on the stump that served as a chair. "I do trust you Azura, but this is insane. Both my families have denounced me and are trying to kill me. I have to convince them to somehow end a feud that has lasted generations but the only clue to do that is secretly being held from me." Corrin explained.

Azura frowned. "I'm sorry Corrin but if I could tell you now then I would." The blue-haired woman stated.

Moments later Felicia arrived with a tray of tea. True to her nature however, when she almost made it to the table she tripped and nearly spilled the contents on both Corrin and Azura. If not for the quick reflexes of both the intended targets grabbing various dishes and utensils there might have been a huge mess to clean up. "I'm so sorry milord and lady." Felicia apologized, bowing to both Azura and Corrin repeatedly.

Corrin's quick movements had the unfortunate side effect of knocking Lilith from his shoulder and waking the small dragon up. As she floated back to her perch a thought came to Corrin's mind.

"Lilith if this is my own little world does that mean the outside world is still happening while we are here?" he asked.

Lilith nodded sleepily and yawned. "That is correct but each outrealm has its own measurement of time. You could spend years in one but when you go to another only an hour has passed. The realm where Nohr and Hoshido are located has time moving slower than it does here so don't worry about not being able to get something done while you're here." The dragon explained.

Corrin sighed with relief and smiled. "Well that's one –thunk-" he was cut off as an arrow flew through his window and buried itself into a nearby wall.

"Are we under attack?!" Felicia cried out as more arrows began to impact the tree. Lilith was instantly awake as the sounds of combat began.

"Damn, well I did say it was only nigh impregnable. We'll have to defend the fort or lose our stronghold before your journey begins." She told Corrin before flying out of the window.

Corrin nodded and drew his sword leaping from the doorway to the ground. He was followed by Azura and Felicia, both of whom landed gracefully next to him. Before them were roughly two dozen figures. Half of them were archers while the other half consisted of a mixture including four cavalries, two myrmidons, four fighters, and two spearmen.

"I don't like these odds, but if we don't make a stand here then it's the end of the line." Corrin spoke narrowing his eyes at his purplish-red color armored foes. "I won't surrender!" he exclaimed before running into the fray.