Jason here is gonna be MKX Jason, being both Unstoppable and Slasher variatiuons. He has a chain around his neck and has his machete. I might give him Relentless later.

Naga was not a god as the people so believed. She made mistakes and rethought the ways in which she accomplished tasks.

This was one of those occasions. She thought that Lucina and her friends could use some help.

So Naga looked through all the dimensions she could reach and chose the perfect person to aid in Lucina's quest to save the world.

As was the norm with her subjects, she made his appearance, his body was already dreamy, the pinnacle of handsomeness and dropped him in the middle of Southtown, to make sure he met up with Chrom.

Naga also made some modifications to his mind, so he had a direct link to her telepathically, because he needed a link to his 'Mother' to survive.

Intense scene change intenifies...

Jason woke up in his traditional manner, by sitting up very suddenly. The field he was in was not Crystal Lake or anywhere near it.

'Jason, my sweet boy, don't be worried. Mother is still here.' His mother's voice was soothing in his ear. He stood up and looked around.

The field he was in was lush and quiet, nothing here bar Jason himself.

'Jason, we best go find someone. Sitting here all alone is no good.' His mother's voice echoed within his head. Jason nodded, and wandered in a random direction, taking long strides as to minimize the time needed.

After a minute or two of walking, a building, constructed from wood, thatch and stone, came into Jason's view, and he perked up as he walked faster toward it. It took another minute to reach it.

As Jason neared, he heard screams and shouts of help. Immediately, he pulled out his machete and ran as fast as he could.

'Jason, there are very bad people here! They must be punished for hurting people!' His mother's voice hissed in his ear.

He spotted a man with axe grab an old man, yelling to him about 'handin' over his coin'. Jason held his machete over his head and threw it with enough might for it to pierce the axe-man's skull and carry him a few feet.

The old man shouted and fell backwards, looking at Jason as he grabbed his machete out of the man's skull. He stood up.

"Please, they took everyone else to the southern edge of the village. You must help them!" He yelled as tears filled his eyes. Jason nodded and took off in a sprint toward the southern edge.

Shepherd's POV...

Frederick stabbed through another brigand as he charged past on his horse.

The new woman they found along the way, white hair and a rather voluptuous body, easily discernible in a crowd, showed an affinity for tactics beyond what seemed natural. Her story of amnesia was very suspicious and full of holes.

He would have to watch her carefully, she might be a Plegian assassin just waiting to get a chance at Chrom.

'Milord is too trusting.' Frederick thought, a stern look overtaking his face.

Frederick stopped, observing a massive man fighting the brigand leader, and winning quite decisively.

He watched the massive man deflect a blow, the raw strength behind it made the brigand spin on his feet, and grab the man's head before he crushed his head beneath his hand.

Frederick stared in amazement. The man turned to face them, an eerie white mask covered the man's features, and he felt a spike of fear jolt up his back, before he straightened himself.

The final brigand fell to Chrom's sword, so Frederick led his horse to Chrom.

"Milord, there was a brigand leader, but someone else already killed him." Frederick stated.

"Oh? Then we should meet them and thank them." Chrom looked around, eyes landing on the hulk of a man, standing over the dead leader.

Jason's POV...

Jason stood over the dead man, his mother congratulating him.

'Jason, my sweet boy. You have done well to punish the bad people. But there are some good people here as well, and you will meet them now.' His mother's voice echeoed in Jason's head as he looked around, eyes landing on a group of people.

A very small girl, one very mature and bad-looking girl, a blue-haired man with a tattoo on his shoulder, and a blue man on a horse.

Jason turned to face them, and stomped over to them.

"Thank you for your help, stranger. Might I ask your name?" The blue-haired man asked. Jason stared at him intently until he shifted in place. The blue man, now off his horse, stepped up to Jason.

"Milord asked you a question, the least you could do is answer." He asked. Jason stared at him.

"I want you to answer Jason. These are good people." His mother stated. Jason was about to try to speak, until he saw the white-haired girl look around wildly.

"What's the matter Robin?" The blue-haired man asked. Robin stopped looking around.

"None of you heard that voice?" She asked. Everyone except Jason looked at each other. Jason stared at the white-haired girl.

"Can you hear me, child?" His mother asked. The girl jumped.

"There it is again!" She turned to stare at Jason. "Is that you?"

Jason nodded. Everyone looked at him and Robin.

"Tell them his name is Jason, and that he's a friend." His mother stated. The white-haired girl turned to face the others.

"His name is Jason, and he's a friend of ours." She repeated. Everyone had a confused look but seemed to accept it.

"An odd but unique introduction, my name is Chrom." Chrom began. He pointed at the small girl. "She is Lissa." Then to the man in blue. "He is Frederick."

"And I'm Robin, though Chrom already said it." Robin shrugged.

"You may want to wipe the blood from your hand, and your side. It's unsettling." Lissa said. Jason looked down at his side, noticing an axe wound. He touched it roughly in surprise, causing it to reopen. Lissa gasped and took out a very long stick, waving it in Jason's direction.

The wound immediately closed. Jason rubbed his side in wonder, before looking at Lissa and nodding.

"No problem, though you seemed surprised at it being there. Did you really not notice?" Lissa questioned as she inspected Jason's sides, just in case. Jason nodded, and Lissa looked up at him in wonder.

"Wow, you're pretty tough, it looked pretty deep." She moved away from Jason. "Be more careful, okay?" Jason nodded.

An old man, the one Jason saw before, ran up to Chrom and bowed.

"Thank you, milord. We are but simple folk, but we must repay your kindness with a feast!" The old man gotn up from bowing,

"Thanks, but we must be going back to Ylissetol." Chrom reassured.

"What!" Lissa shouted. "But, it's getting dark!"

"Duty waits for no-one milady." Frederick answered.

Chrom started walking away from the village toward a forest. Lissa huffed and crossed her arms, sulkily following Chrom. Frederick dutifully followed.

Robin looked up at Jason.

Jason looked down at Robin.

Silently, they followed after.