Premonition: Embrace the Dark

"…I'm so sorry, Ryoma. But I will not…I can not…fight for Hoshido."

Ryoma, the red-armoured Samurai Prince of Hoshido, bore a look of awe, shock and horror on his face. Standing across from him was his younger brother, Corrin, who had just returned to his side days before. Their mother had been killed by this…this Nohrian Scum, and yet the young white-haired sibling was unwilling to stay at his side in Hoshido?

"H-how can you say that?!" Ryoma desperately cried out, hoping this was some form of illusion. "Open your eyes, little brother! Can you not see how vile these Nohrians are? They're hateful fiends! THEY KILLED OUR MOTHER!"

His pleas were met with a pained look from the young white-haired prince, who shook his head in sorrow. "It's not that simple…" He mumbled. Sweat was dripping down his forehead, and the man felt close to tears as his grip tightened on his sword, the Yato, a sacred golden blade that had chosen him to wield it.

Corrin met the pained gaze of his brother with a steeled glare, managing to regain some of his composure. "I know what the Nohrian kingdom has done to Hoshido. I know that it is unforgivable." He began.

"And, while I know these are not my brothers and sisters by birth here in Nohr…they are the only family I have ever known."

The words cut into Ryoma like a knife. "How can you fight alongside those monsters after what they did?!" The Samurai prince yelled back, bordering on screaming. "You know of their sins! How can you justify joining them?"

He desperately held out his hand, hoping there was something, anything; he could do, to bring Corrin back to his senses.

"You are a Prince of Hoshido! Gods damn it…YOU ARE MY BROTHER, CORRIN!"

The white-armoured prince could no longer hold back his tears, as they slowly began to fall from his face. It felt as though his heart was being torn in two.

"Ryoma…my sorrow…is beyond words. But…Nohr, these people…they are my home. I'm sorry, I truly am."

The Hoshidan Prince fell silent, simply staring at Corrin with a look of shock on his face.

Xander, the Crown Prince of Nohr, slowly trotted up next to Corrin on the back of his black horse. Stopping next to his younger brother, he managed a small smile.

"You did the right thing, little prince." He told him.

"As you now know, you do not share the same bloodline as the rest of us. But it matters not. We have all regarded you as family since we first laid eyes upon you."

"You scum!" Ryoma spat from across the small plain. "Surely you must know of King Garon's attempt to murder Corrin!"

Xander turned his attention to the samurai, glaring warily at him.

"Explain yourself. Swiftly."

Ryoma scoffed, drawing his legendary blade, Raijinto, from its sheath on his belt, just in case things went sour. The way things were going at the moment; it certainly looked to be the case.

"There was an attack on our capital's square," He explained. "The explosion came from Corrin's sword, that…Ganglari. If mother hadn't sacrificed herself…your 'brother' would be dead now. If King Garon truly cares for Corrin, calls him 'family' as you claim…why would he risk the life of his own son, just for a chance to hurt Hoshido?"

Xander looked back to Corrin. "Is this true?" He asked.

The boy nodded. "It is. But I still need to hear father's side of the story. That's why I must return home right away. I have to know the truth of this tragedy."

As the Prince muttered this, a blast of Lightning shot out from Ryoma's sword, blowing a hole into the ground in front of Corrin. The white-armoured youth looked up at Ryoma, seeing a steeled glare from his blood brother.

"I'm afraid that is not an option. I will not allow you to return to Nohr until we've settled this on the battlefield!"

As Ryoma entered an offensive samurai battle stance, Corrin looked on in horror, unwilling to raise his blade. "Ryoma…please, don't do this!" He cried.

The Hoshidan Prince shook his head. "If you're looking for forgiveness, you will find none here," He warned. "You wish to side with Nohr? Then strike down your true brother. Face me, Corrin!"

Corrin shook his head, tears still flowing from his face. He had hardly gotten the chance to get to know his family in Hoshido, but he truly did care for them. The last thing he wished to do was to fight against any of them, much less Ryoma, whom he had grown quite fond of in the brief time they were able to spend together.

"You have squandered your birthright…it was your destiny to fight at my side!" Ryoma continued, anger seeping into his voice. "How dare you use the sacred Yato blade against your own kingdom!"

With that, Ryoma lunged at Corrin, but was unable to connect with a blow as the white-haired young prince was pushed out of the way by Xander, who blocked the strike from Ryoma's Raijinto with his own legendary weapon, the dark blade Siegfried.

"Stand down, Prince of Hoshido." The Nohrian Prince growled. "I will not allow you to cause any further harm to Corrin."

The brown-haired Samurai scoffed, readying his legendary weapon once again. "Order me around once more, and Nohr will lose two princes today."

Xander laughed at the man as he readied Siegfried. "I always knew it would come to this. The Crown prince of Nohr, clashing blades with Hoshido's heir. It's almost poetic."

Ryoma spat on the ground in disgust. "If you mean to fight, then fight! You shall soon be a mere stain on my sacred blade, Raijinto!"

He turned to the rest of his siblings who stood behind him on the battlefield. "Hinoka! Takumi! Sakura! Are you ready?"

The three Hoshidan siblings nodded to their older brother, drawing their weapons.

Xander turned back to his own siblings; Leo, Camilla, and Elise, who had also been watching warily from behind their older brother. "It's time! We must defend our homeland!"

Camilla nodded, her purple hair waving around on her head as she did. "I swear to protect our dear Corrin no matter what!" She cheerily declared.

"Failure is no option," Leo added, sitting atop his own black horse, wearing his signature black dark knight armour. "Let's show those scoundrels what it means to be a family!"

"I'm ready too!" Elise added with a huge grin on her face, the long blonde pigtails she kept her hair in bobbing up and down. "Let's finish this quickly, though, I'm starving!"

"This is it! Attack!" Ryoma cried, charging forward with his blade drawn as the rest of the Hoshidans followed suit.

As they collided with the armies of Nohr, Corrin felt his decision starting to sink in. Truly, there was no turning back now.

Hey guys! I just recently finished Revelations, and figured it was time to start writing again. I decided to go with Conquest as it was the path I liked most and I found the story was one I could actually work with, and Owain/Odin is the man. This first chapter is moreso just a setup for the entire story, as I felt it was necessary to at least write out the decision. The actual parts of the story will begin with Chapter 1.

I hope you enjoy! Please leave a review of what you thought of the first part here, and we'll be underway with the tale of Odin Dark soon enough! :)

-Nate