A/N: So I recently replayed FE: A and got to chapter 21 and it got me thinking, why do the Shepherds just accept the avatar after he (or she, let's not discriminate) is controlled. So I decided to write this. This is my first attempt at a multiple chapter story, so please be respectful.

Robin felt that must have the worst luck in the world. First he loses his memories, which wasn't so bad after he got used to it, but then he finds out that his father is a zealot worshiping a god of destruction that wants nothing more than to bring said god into the world. That took considerably longer to adjust to, but his duties as tactician eventually required him to move on and not dwell on it anymore. Now, however, he learns that his father can control him to do his bidding and apparently made him kill his best friend in the future.

While Chrom continued to express support for him, he might as well be a demon from the way the others reacted to him. Lucina had flat out attempted to murder Robin after the events in Plegia. While hurtful, he understood her intentions. She had to protect her father, but trying to murder him for something he hadn't done or even considered doing was a bit much. Chrom had defused the situation before it escalated further but that didn't solve the problem.

Every other member of the Shepherds now hated him with a passion. He had overheard several of them making plans for when he betrayed them. What hurt most was that it was never 'if' he betrayed them, always 'when'. He tried not to let it get to him and focus on his work, but even that was difficult now.

Frederick now watched him every time he made a plan and demanded a full explanation of every decision made, searching for the sign of betrayal that would get the Shepard's killed, but he never found it. All the plans were made to protect everyone and no one died in the field. This didn't change anything, however. Frederick would be back the next day for the same routine.

Robin had accepted this at first. They had every right to be wary of him now. He just needed to prove he was still worthy of their trust and they would come around. However, it had been several weeks now and nothing had changed, Robin was starting to get angry.

'I led them to victory over Gangrel and then Walhart, I risked my life to protect them on the battlefield dozens of times and this is the thanks I get!? Fine. They don't want me, and I don't need them!' He thought as he lay on his cot.

"Robin? Can I come in?" called a familiar voice from outside his tent. Robin was surprised, as the only person who would speak to him now was Chrom, but it was not his voice that had called.

"Come in." he replied with a sigh. He was surprised once again when Sumia entered the tent. She was one of the last people he would expect to pay him a visit. "Why are you here?" Robin asked, fully expecting the answer to be 'To kill you.'

"I thought you could use someone to talk to. I see how hard everyone is on you now." Sumia responded gently as she sat on the edge of his cot.

"Well I don't. I don't have a problem, its everyone else that has a problem with me." He responded. He wanted to sound angry but he never could with Sumia.

"I know." She said while lowering her gaze. In truth, it broke her heart to see how everything was turning out. She felt her eyes begin to water as she got up. "I should go."

Robin smiled for the first time in days. "Yeah. If anyone noticed you come in here they will probably accuse me of murdering you." He said half-jokingly.

Sumia didn't say another word as she left the tent.

The Next Day

Chrom was troubled as he made his way to Robin's tent. He saw the change in everyone's behaviour towards his friend and understood it, but could not agree with them. He knew that Robin would never intentionally hurt them, but almost no one else would agree with him. Several people had even tried to convince him to have Robin executed. Chrom had been shocked and outraged at the notion and the group didn't approach him again, but he could still feel the tension building. The only people who seemed be on Robin's side were himself, Lissa, Sumia, Tharja and Tiki. Chrom was almost at his wits end trying to convince everyone of Robin's intentions. He decided to visit his friend and hopefully cheer him up.

He called into Robin's tent several times before growing concerned and entering anyway. He found that while the larger belongings, such as cot and desk were still there, his cloak and pack, as well as his sword and tome, were missing. Laying on his desk was a not with his name on it. Chrom picked it up and examined it's contents. It was short, but it made Chrom's heart almost stop.

Chrom

I know that you will not approve of this, but I am past the point of caring. I am leaving camp before someone decides to take their hatred of me to its logical conclusion and slit my throat in the night. I know you do not agree with them. I know you still express support in me and for that, I thank you. But I have to leave, for my own good. Good luck Captain. And give Validar a one way trip to hell for me.

Your friend, Robin

Chrom bolted out of the tent and up the hill in the center of camp. It was tall enough to give him a view for kilometers in every direction, but nowhere did he see the dark figure of his friend as he walked away.

"Damn it! He's nowhere in sight." Chrom cursed under his breath before an armoured hand settled on his shoulder. He turned to find Frederick behind him, a concerned look on his face.

"Milord, what's wrong?" he asked.

"It's Robin! He's gone!" Chrom told him before running into the center of camp and calling the Shepards into the area. Sumia was away from the group, near the forest at the edge of camp. She could guise why Chrom was calling the group together, but she hoped she was wrong.

"Shepards. I have dire news." Chrom began when everyone was assembled. "Robin is missing and he must be found before he decides to do something foolish. I need volunteers for a search party."

Chrom waited for the usual uproar of volunteers that followed whenever he needed them. However this time, only Lissa, Tharja and Tiki stepped forward with their hands raised.

Sumia was shocked where she stood, shaking with a hurt rage. How could these people be so heartless? She was about to raise her own hand when she heard a sigh from the forest beside her. Looking carefully, she could make out a figure in a dark cloak walking away. Curious, she decided to follow.

Chrom was looking at the army, HIS army, in disbelief. The group that had followed Robin's orders as he led them to victory against impossible odds not once, but twice, was now refusing to so much as look for him. He shook his head and dismissed them, sighing angrily.

Sunia had been putting her Pegasus in the stables when Chrom called the meeting, so she had decided to keep it with her. With its speed, she caught up to the figure rather quickly. It was, of course, Robin.

"Sumia." He greeted, not bothering to turn around when she caught up and dismounted.

"Robin, what are you doing? We thought you were gone!" She asked as she walked closer.

"I was giving the Shepherds one last chance." Robin told her, his voice full of hurt.

"A chance?" She asked.

"Almost no one was concerned that I left, Sumia." He replied. Sumia could see tears beginning to form in his eyes. "I was basing my decision on their reactions. If they don't want me, I don't need them!" his voice was full of anger and hurt. "Good bye. I intend to put them behind me and walk away. I wish you luck in this war and I hope everyone finds happiness." He then began to walk away again.

Sumia watched him walk away, before turning to look at the camp again. The camp full of people who just moments ago had decided to leave Robin to die for no better reason then things he hadn't even done. Sumia had been their when Lucina had told everyone about how her future was destroyed. She had been trying to convince her father that Robin's death was necessary for peace. That memory made her decision for her. She mounted her Pegasus and flew to Robin's side.

"I'm coming with you."