Yeah, so I made a new story, so what? Anyways, I was actually inspired to write this by seeing StaffSergeant's Mojave, a Fallout: New Vegas/Fire Emblem: Awakening crossover. However, it only possesses one chapter, which was posted in February, meaning, while I hope I'm wrong, I can't really expect any updates for it...so, I then had a thought: why not write my own Fallout/Fire Emblem crossover?

This won't only be F:NV, though...heheheh...

Robin's build for this story will be: Female, build 02, face 01, hair 03, hair color 1; Birthday: 5/26; +Magic, -Defense

Also, yes, I do have both Male and Female Morgan here...so what?

Finally, this story WILL have some AU (Independent Vegas that is friendly with NCR, among other things)

Well, now time for this new story of mine...

Prologue Part 1

2 Years Ago...

Chrom was in shock and despair. His older sister Emmeryn just let herself fall off a cliff, rather than let them turn over the Fire Emblem. Now, she merely lay there dead, in that open area with a massive crystal spire in it.

"Oh gods..." Robin, the Shepherds' young tactician, muttered, in horror...

"Damn you, Gangrel!" Chrom shouted in anger.

"No!" Lissa yelled.

Gangrel merely laughed. "Bwa ha ha haa! Well now!...How disgustingly noble." Everyone was surprised when, as if in response to Gangrel's comment, the crystal spire groaned. However, he merely continued, "And so lovely a fall! Here I thought death to be an ugly thing. I've never seen one fall so gracefully, in fact...And I've seen many fall. Ah...So ends Emmeryn, Ylisse's most exalted! But how can we ensure everyone remembers this beautiful moment of her sacrifice?" Then, he exclaimed, "Perhaps we should gather up her body and put it on display! Bwa ha ha..."

Chrom was filled with rage, and nearly yelled something, when, suddenly, the crystal spire began to groan more and more...and shattered...Everyone's eyes were on the spire, as some...creature...covered in a brown cloak, but with grey scaled skin and taloned feet noticeable fell to the ground. It landed in the middle of the Risen, and it exposed its arms...ending with hands tipped by sword-like claws, which ripped into the Risen. Those that were out of reach of the creature, it aimed its palms at, and suddenly, the Risen in question shot towards the creatures, met by its claws in their faces, torsos, etc.

Once all the Risen were dead, the creature then swiftly rushed to Emmeryn's body, and lifted it up, hanging it over its shoulder. It then pointed to Gangrel...and spoke..."Hi los nahlii do lot vokul, ahrk tol vokul fen kos hin tumah. Zu'u los Goris, ahrk Zu'u prodah hin dukiin." No one could understand the language the creature spoke in, but the tone the creature spoke in suggested it was taunting...no, not taunting...condemning...Gangrel. It then took its cloak and wrapped it tighter, the cloak seeming to squeeze the creature and Emmeryn's body...until suddenly, both disappeared, turned into a thread, then nothing.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden development, Gangrel understandably more so (since the creature probably threatened him). Basilio then spoke up, having arrived a short time ago, "We have an escape route open. We must get out of here, NOW!"

Chrom wanted to resist, but since Emmeryn's corpse was already taken, he knew there was no point in staying.

However, "Marth" stood in the corner, having watched everything. "I...was too late...but...that didn't happen before...does this mean...our bleak future may yet be changed?"

An insectoid creature moved about its lab, readying various pieces of equipment. It's stout body was topped by a large, diamond-shaped head, with 4 glowing eyes, Its chest was covered in small dagger-like limbs, with 2 long legs and 2 grasping limbs.

As he readied his devices, however, and old friend arrived.

"The threat in my world is increasing. I certainly hope your device can truly bring aid from the Outrealm," the feminine voice came from the floating ball of light.

"Yes, yes," said the oddly deep voice of the lab's owner, "I am nearing finishing: the heroes of the past I selected are still asleep, and the Outrealm heroes have been selected. I have already sent two: they wander the land, their destiny clear to them. They have already set the plan in motion. Now, I ready to send the next group, from the first 2's homeland...They should be ready in 2 years time."

"Cutting it close...I do hope this works," the friend replies, looking upon the 3 individuals in the tanks to her left: one a young man with green hair and gold eyes, another with a young woman with white hair and gold eyes, and the last one with a young woman with purple hair and purple eyes. Behind these 3 were a small collection of more tanks, but their inhabitants were not easily discernible. She then turned and saw 3 other tanks with 3 other individuals, from the Outrealm region her friend's selected heroes come from: an aged creature with tan scales and long claws, a middle-aged man in a white coat, and a beautiful young woman with tanned skin.

"I hope so too...my time is drawing to a close, so I must be ready to send the individuals out. I must be ready for when my time comes."

"It is as though you do not fear death," his friend says, "A wise way to live..."

The insectoid then recited something it heard another being from the Outrealms say. "Men are but flesh and blood. They know their doom, but not the hour. In this I am blessed to see the hour of my death...To face my apportioned fate, then fall."

"Well said," the being said, "Fare thee well, Grissom."

Grissom replied, "And good luck, Naga. I am pleased to have known you." As Naga disappeared, Grissom looked back to his screen, showing several security inputs from one of his strategically-placed facilities on a bombed-out world in one of the Outrealms...a world called "Earth"...

The thread that took Emmeryn and the creature from the crystal appeared in a cave deep in Plegia. The creature entered the cave and gently put the exalt's body on the ground. The creature looked her over, before turning deeper in the cave. It then lowered its hood, revealing a large, reptilian head, grey scales, 2 curved horns, jagged teeth, and red eyes. Finally, it said, "I have returned..."

Another being came from deeper in the cave: a dark-skinned man with dreadlocks, a duster, and a breath mask covering his face. "So you got her. Good..."

"Ulysses. I was too late to stop her from falling. She tried taking her life to prevent the Emblem from being given up."

Ulysses looked the woman over, before pulling out his pack, which was filled with plants, herbs, and old world medicine. "Easy, Goris. It is too soon to count her out just yet. We may yet be able to save her. Remember your part in this: she probably lost some of her memory, and you must ensure it returns, if possible."

"I remember," Goris said, nodding and raising a claw, "We must begin soon, or it will take a long time to fix this."

"Agreed," Ulysses began going through his medicine, "We must work fast..."

"I know...or this world..." Goris responded, pointing the claw towards Emmeryn..."...is doomed..."...and touching it to her forehead.

So, that's the first part of the prologue for this story.

Firstly, Grissom, for those of you wondering, does take the form of the Collector General from Mass Effect 2. Why: wouldn't you like to know... ;)

...Still...that's the sign to expect some other appearances from other series (Mostly through Grissom's actions). However, this story IS predominantly Fallout/Fire Emblem, so...yeah...Just don't be surprised and flip out when you see an MA5C ICWS or a Disruptor Compression Pistol come up at some point.

Also, the quote Grissom says IS a line from The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion. Essentially, this guy has seen every video game universe as an actual universe, and observed many events.

Finally, yes, Goris was speaking Dovah. I will explain that in Prologue Part II...