Ay, waddup, my dudes. Remember how I hardly even touched my last story? Yeah, well I've been working on this idea which is a little easier on my soul. It features numerous characters throughout a lot of video games (mostly Fire Emblem), and it's basically just the plot of Subspace Emissary from Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Yeah, remember that game? Anyway, here's the first chapter! Please enjoy this work of fiction dedicated to that little group on the internet known as the Robin Appreciation Topic. Please enjoy!

Chapter 1: A Challenger Approaches!

The illustrious winds raged on in the floating stadium, revealing the intense altitude. The crowd's cheers were deafening. Many fans in the stands sported flags of their favorite contestants. Today's battle was nearing its beginning.

Today was the Day of Challenging. Every six months, a special day is held for any contestant that wishes to challenge the king in a colosseum. If the challenger wins, they are rewarded with the grand prize of ten million coins. As per usual, two special guests were invited to spectate the match. The princess and the king's spouse stood on the blue platform of the floating stadium.

Lucina | Robin

The white-haired tactician looked around at the roaring crowd with a gentle smile on his face. He knew that his husband could never lose. The princess gave a welcoming wave to everybody looking on. She knew that her father could never lose.

A screaming uproar erupted from the crowd as the king himself walked onto the platform. His blue hair waved with the wind while a hand waved to the spectators of the stadium. The famed king had arrived!

Chrom

His hand slid down to the sheathed sword on his side. Chrom's hand gripped onto the handle as he smiled brightly to the crowd. His undefeated status gave him unlimited admiration. There was a sudden hush in the crowd, though, when Chrom stumbled over his own feet and tripped onto the ground.

The king hurriedly jumped back up with a nervous smile and a bead of anxious sweat on his face. From the opposite side of the stage, a silhouette formed in the entrance of the blue platform. Chrom couldn't make the figure out, but they were huge. Their muscles bulged out of their arms, signifying a beastly man. His bandana blew with the breeze. His massive sword rested on his shoulder. His cape fluttered.

Robin's eyes widened when they fell upon the man. "That's..." he muttered to himself with a tone of concern. The tactician's heart sank when he realized who the beastly challenger was. There was only one man it could possibly be. "That's the Radiant Hero of Legend...!"

Lucina's expression immediately changed to match Robin's. "You don't mean...!?"

The man at the entrance began walking onto the blue platform. His left arm swayed at his side as his right arm rested the gigantic sword on his shoulder. The Radiant Hero of Legend strolled onto the stage as his eyes shifted around the fanatic crowd. Naturally, they gave another uproar when he came into view. They had only heard stories of this man.

Ike

"Ike...?" Chrom muttered as he glared at the humongous man. Chrom had never seen this man in person. Legends of this person had been rumored for ages. Though, both Robin and Lucina had encountered Ike before.

"So, you're the king I've been hearing all about!" Ike called out as he motioned towards Chrom. He was friendly, but there was a tinge of boldness in his voice. "I've heard stories of your feats. You've made quite a reputation for yourself!"

Chrom couldn't help but gulp. He turned to Robin and Lucina, as if he was calling for help. However, he had to face the challenger. Those were the rules. "A-Ah, thank you?" he responded without much confidence. "My family has told me a lot about you, actually."

Ike was nearing closer with a grand smile on his face. "Ah, right! Robin, Lucina, congrats on your marriages!" he called out to the two guests. "Wait, Lucina, where's your groom...? I was hoping to reunite with my fellow musketeer once more, haha!"

"He's... um..." Lucina tried to answer, but honestly, she had no idea. He was supposed to be at the stadium with them, but it appears that he skipped out. Oh well... nothing new, really. "He's on his own accords!" she answered with a forced smile.

"Bummer..." Ike muttered as his head dropped. There was actually a hint of disappointment in his voice, as if he was anticipating the reunion. "Well, when you see him again, tell him I said congratulations! And... that I hope he's doing well!"

"At this rate, you'll see him again before I do..." Lucina mumbled to herself.

Chrom was simply watching the interaction. All it was doing, though, was delaying the inevitable. Ike is way out of his league...! How is he supposed to battle a legend? Chrom was shaking in his boots, not removing his hand from the sword's hilt.

"You know, this floating stadium thing was pretty difficult to get to, in all honesty," Ike mentioned to no one in particular. "I had to use that old hippie van to even get up here in the first place."

Robin chuckled to himself, "I almost forgot about Jamal."

Ike looked at Robin as he continued to walk towards Chrom, "Actually, its name is J4M4L."

Lucina wore a confused expression as if she was questioning her entire existence. "How does one even pronounce that...?"

"Anyway," Ike continued as he turned his attention back to Chrom, "If we're being honest here, I don't really wanna fight you. I just came to say 'hey' to a couple friends." Ike motioned towards the two spectators. "But... I'm sure you've been looking forward to this, so I guess I can't let you down. Out of respect for your glory, Chrom..." Ike's massive sword was lifted from his shoulder, twirling it with a heavy spin until driving it into the blue ground of the platform, "I will honor this battle."

Chrom gulped once again. He forced a confident look, but he was dying on the inside. Did Ike really schedule this just to reunite with a couple of friends!? Really!? "I see," Chrom responded. "Though, if you really do not wish to fight, I will gladly comply–"

"No, no," Ike answered immediately, "I am a man of my word. Let's duel!"

"V...Very well..." Chrom mumbled as he unsheathed the magnificent Falchion. The grand sword glimmered in the pleasant sunlight. Ike smirked and pulled his Ragnell from the ground, leaving a divot in the platform. He held the enormous sword with a single arm, showing off his superhuman strength. Chrom couldn't help but tremble. Maybe... if Ike's sword was so heavy, then it would be slow. So maybe Chrom can outplay the other swordsman with speed!

Robin and Lucina were glad to have their long friend back, but they were also concerned for Chrom. Chrom was clearly outmatched. Though, there wasn't anything they could do other than watch. As usual, Robin stepped forward with his Levin sword raised into the air. "Let the battle commence!" he exclaimed as the sword swung downward.

On the massive jumbotron of the stadium, still images of Chrom and Ike appeared beside each other with 'VS.' plastered between them. A fiery background blazed behind the images for the whole crowd to see. The audience went crazy, cheering for either the king or the challenger. Chrom and Ike looked each other in the eye as they listened to the uproar. In a simultaneous spurt, the two swordsmen dashed towards one another. Robin and Lucina watched on as Ragnell and the Falchion clashed together.

With Lucina's spouse missing from the event, there was one more prince that was skipping out. There were more important matters to attend to. A young man was sitting on his couch, watching the screen in front of him with utmost anticipation. Why would he want to be a special guest at his adoptive father's battle when the World Cup championship was airing?

Pastry

"YES!" Pastry yelled as he leaped to his feet. An elongated 'Goal!' from the commentators of the soccer game emitted from the speakers as Pastry hopped around in glee. Finally, finally the United States of America had won the men's World Cup in overtime. And that's why this story is placed in the fiction genre.