Hi there! Welcome to Rekial's first fanfic! This will be a bit different, as Robin doesn't have amnesia and has a brother. WHOO! (This is a default Robin)Don't expect an outstanding read, but I tried my hardest to make it interesting. Hope ya like it! Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem or the characters.
Chapter 1: New Land, New Friends
"Can I kill them? Oh pretty please? There would be so. Much. BLOOD!"
"No, Henry. We didn't leave Plegia just to fight with the Ylisseans. That's what we're trying to AVOID."
Henry, a young, thin dark mage with white hair, continued trying to convince his brother, who was currently masking his features with a hood, to let him slaughter a group of Ylisseans who they were approaching on the road. Under the hood, he looked much like Henry, with white hair and fair skin. The hooded brother tuned Henry out and sized up the travelers. One was a short young girl with blonde hair carrying a healing staff, but no weapon. Next to her rode a great knight wearing heavy Ylissean armor and brandishing a silver spear. He eyed the two brothers warily, obviously having perceived them as possible threats. At the front strode a well-built young man wielding a curious blade at his hip. The blade was most certainly interesting, but what caught the hooded brother's eyes the most was the peculiar tattoo he had on his exposed right shoulder. That symbol seems familiar… In fact, it almost looks like…
"I mean, I could hex them to feel like insects are crawling up their noses or that they're on fire or…"
"Henry, shut your mouth!" The hooded man muttered under his breath, not wanting the group to hear. "That's Prince Chrom. Don't you see the brand of the Exalt on his shoulder?"
Henry took a closer look, nodding his head in understanding. "Yep, that's him alright. No worries! Hexes work on princes too!"
Henry's brother sighed, obviously having grown accustomed to his brother's… eccentrics. "Look, just don't speak and ignore them. If they stop us, I'll do the talking. Alright?"
"You betcha!" The white haired dark mage replied.
The man atop the horse rode straight to the curious pair. "You there, who are you and where are you going?"
The hooded man answered without raising his head. "We are just travelers, looking to see the sights in Ylisse. We aren't headed anywhere in particular."
"I'm sure you are, but you did not answer me. You two appear to be Plegian, and as such could present a possible security threat to this country and our Exalt. Now state your names and your business or you'll explain it to my spear!"
Henry answered before his brother could. "Hi there! I'm Henry, and this is Robin. He's the heir to…"
"A plot of land in western Ylisse! A friend of our Father's died and has bequeathed us his land." The hooded man, Robin, blurted out hurriedly cutting Henry off before his brother gave away too much information. Crap crap crap crap! Grima damn you Henry!
"Well why would a Ylissean give his land to Plegians? If he has no relatives it should go to the realm." The knight asked impatiently. Uh oh… looks like we might have to attack and run… Robin reached for his magic, preparing to hit the knight's horse with a well-placed thunder spell. Perhaps it might give them enough time to outrun the prince and whoever the young woman was.
"Fredrick! We can't just go interrogating every Plegian who comes to Ylisse. We're trying to NOT get sucked into a war." The Prince Chrom interrupted. Huh… at least the prince is sensible. Maybe I can convince him to point us in the direction of a town. All this wandering is tiresome.
"Hello, my name is Chrom. Don't mind Frederick here, he's just doing his job. The delicate one here," the prince motioned toward the girl, " is my younger sister, Lissa." She hmphed, but soon gave them a huge smile and waved eagerly. "There have been reports of bandits in the area, so the Shepherds have been sent out to investigate. By the looks of you two, you're obviously not bandits, though it is strange to see Plegians traveling alone. I trust you aren't planning any trouble?" Chrom held his sword tight, the message clear. "Of course not milord." Robin responded courteously. "As we said, we are just passing through. In fact, would any of you happen to know the direction of the nearest town?" Lissa practically yelled, "Oh yeah! There's a town just to the Northwest of here! We're headed there too! Wanna come along?" Is that girl deaf?! Good gods that was loud! Frederick and Chrom didn't seem phased, so this was obviously a common occurrence for them. This can't be good… but what choice do we have? Declining would only arouse even more suspicion. "We'd… love to." Robin managed to say through his teeth in the most eager tone he could muster. "ALLL RIGHT! TRAVEL BUDDIES!" Henry yelled with the same enthusiasm as Lissa had. The two proceeded to start talking about their favorite foods, colors, and whatever other inconsequential things popped into their heads. Well… at least someone is happy about this arrangement. "So," Frederick started, "What part of Plegia are you from?" Robin gulped. This would not be a pleasant walk.
"Chrom look! The Town!" Lissa yelled, pointing at a small settlement. Various fires were raging throughout the town, and a combination of screams and whoops of excitement could be heard. Uh oh… sounds like bandits. "Damn it! The town is ablaze! Those blasted brigands, no doubt... Frederick, Lissa! Quickly!" Chrom shouted, drawing his sword and running towards the town. "What about the two Plegians my lord?" Frederick asked. "Unless they're on fire too, they can wait!" The trio of Shepherds charged, ready to face the threat.
"Ya know, those bandits are probably Validar's." Henry remarked to Robin. The younger brother sighed nodding. "Yes… we'd better go help. I didn't want to get involved in this coming war but, we can't just let these innocent townsfolk pay the price for our country's wrongdoings. Looks like you'll get to kill some people after all." Robin unsheathed his silver sword and ran towards the town with Henry following close behind. "YEAH! BLOOD!" his brother yelled eagerly.
"Gods damn it! There's too many of them!" Chrom yelled to no one in particular as he struggled to defend himself and Lissa.
Once they charged in the brigands emerged from every hidden alley, efficiently surrounding them. Frederick had been lost in the fray and Chrom was being overwhelmed. He dodged and parried deftly, but the sheer amount of blows aimed at him earned him many deep cuts. Lissa worked to heal him but her magic was being exhausted quickly under the duress. I'll not let Lissa die here! I'll open a hole for Lissa to escape through. I'll probably get left behind but at least she'll make it out. Chrom took in a deep breath, and tensed his muscles, preparing to attack with the last of his strength. Henry's battle cry broke his concentration. "SPECIAL DELIVERY!" A ball of fire exploded in the middle of the brigands' ranks, effectively scattering them and distracting the closest bandits around Chrom. "Nya ha! Come here bandity bandits! I wanna see some Blood!" The prince shuddered, but took this opportunity to attack with renewed vigor. But their surprise didn't last long, and Chrom was once again outnumbered. He could see that the dark mage, Henry, was aiding Frederick and together they were pushing back the brigands. All I have to do is hold out until Frederick can assist. He noticed "Are you alright Lissa?" he called over his shoulder. No response. Oh gods… is she? "TIME TO TIP THE SCALES!" Robin leaped from the top of a nearby building, landing on top of a barbarian and lodging his blade through his shoulder. Robin leaped off the bandit and rolled towards Chrom, standing by his side, sword raised. "Don't worry," he said in between breaths, "I had a rescue staff. Lissa's on the roof. Passed out, but okay." Robin's hood had been jolted off from the landing, and he locked eyes with Chrom, a mutual understanding between each other. Chrom nodded, and the two turned their attention to their remaining enemies, charging with their battle cries.
"That was intense." Lissa groaned as she slumped to the ground by the cathedral. "That was fun!" Henry argued jumping into the air with enthusiasm. Frederick was currently discussing what direction the bandits had come from and any other information that could be useful. Chrom and Robin were discussing the tactics Robin had used during their battle. "Those were some impressive insights, Robin. I wonder where one learns that sort of thing in Plegia?" Chrom questioned with a raised brow. "Uh… yeah. Hehe," Robin chuckled nervously. "I read a lot of books." The prince didn't look convinced, but questioned no further. His suspicion melted quickly though and he clapped the Plegian on the shoulder with a grin. "You sure know how to make an entrance though. Tip the scales? Very dramatic." Robin laughed, replying, "I suppose I do have a flare for the dramatic. You gotta admit though, it was really cool!"
"Yes, I suppose it was." Chrom's smile faded, replaced with a grim expression. "Those brigands spoke with a Plegian accent. You are aware that you cut down your countrymen, right?"
"Yes, I'm well aware. They were sent by King Validar to try to incite a war no doubt." Robin confessed. Chrom's eyebrows raised in surprise at the admission. "You would admit that? Why confess to something like that? Have you left your country behind?" Robin shook his head, his face somber. "No, I love Plegia…. But Validar is going to lead it into the ground. Another war will help no one. Most especially not Plegia."
"If only everyone shared the same view…" Chrom nodded. "Would you like to join us? The shepherds would love to have someone with your obvious talents. I understand if you don't want to, as you'd likely have to fight more Plegians, but you'd have a roof over your head, and a loyal group of comrades." Robin didn't respond. A new start… but I probably would have to fight more of Validar's servants. Not to mention I'd be helping my nation's sworn rival. But then again, I doubt I'll find this kind of offer anywhere else. What would Mother do? "It's okay, you don't have to answer now." Chrom said, interrupting Robin's thoughts. "Why don't you accompany us to the capital? It'll give you time to think it over, and even if you decide not to, you'll be at a travelling hub." The prince walked to speak with Frederick, allowing Robin to clear his thoughts. He makes a good argument… Maybe we should accompany them. Besides, I could use some help looking after Henry. The Plegian looked over to where his brother and Lissa were talking about strange and useless hexes that could be used for pranks. Heh… maybe this won't be so bad after all.
AAAAND, that's the end of chapter one. I know, it's pretty darn rough. Any advice I'd be glad to have, since I'm new to this. I haven't decided a pairing for Robin, but it will NOT be Lucina. Not that I don't like the pairing, simply that it's so used and there are plenty of amazing stories out there already. See ya next time!