A lone figure on horseback could be seen traveling the old country road. The rider was female, garbed in mostly blue, and had hair that was a stunning cerulean; not that anyone could tell on the dark forested road. She was armed and bore a regal disposition, however; only a select few knew her true identity, and that was exactly how she wanted it.
The lone rider was a war hero from both the Valmese conflict as well as the war against Grima, but the public had no idea of her full contributions to the conflict. For she had led a group of survivors from a ruined future in order to save a doomed past, but that was on a need to know basis. They had succeeded in their mission though, but the cost had been high.
Lucina shook her head trying to shake the unpleasant memories from her mind, but it was no use. She could almost feel the wind rushing past her as she stood on dragon's back once again.
She deflected the axe of an incoming warrior and ran him through. The Shepherds were making quick work of the Grimleal, but their sheer numbers were becoming problematic. However, they simply had to clear a path for her father to get a shot at Grima; which they had done with relative ease thanks in part to their tactician.
She was worried for her father, but she knew that he could take care of himself. Still, she wished that she could be with him; not only to protect her father, but also to see the being responsible for so much of her suffering fall. She did not get that chance though, as Robin had paired her with her mother to clear a path while he backed up Chrom.
Lucina wanted to be there herself; it was her battle as she saw it after all. Regardless, she had learned better than to second guess their tactician. She took out an axe man that had gotten a little too close to her mother when she felt Grima tremble.
She looked to see her father standing triumphantly over a defeated Grima, about to seal the dragon away. Before he could bring his sword down though, he was interrupted by a blast of wind magic knocking the air out of him. At first she started to panic thinking that Grima had been faking, but then she noticed Robin somberly walking towards them with his hand gripping a wind tome and her panic grew while intertwining with rage. Rage that he had betrayed her father, the Shepherds, the world!
She didn't hesitate, she charged for them, cutting down anything that got in her way; leaving her mother with Cynthia and Gerome as she pressed on. She had come too far to lose now.
Chrom was picking himself up as Lucina swiftly approached as fast as she could; he seemed fine except that he was blocked off by a barrier of magic surrounding Robin and Grima. Who had erected it, Lucina did not know, but she was determined to get through it whatever it took.
By the time she was half way to the barrier, her father had stopped trying to break through and instead was pleading something about there being "another way" with Robin, but she couldn't make out most of their conversation over sound the battle and howling wind.
That was when it happened. Robin seemed to have said something that brought a look to the dragon's stolen face that Lucina had never thought she would see: true fear. Robin struck the beast with a blast of dark energy in a rather unceremonious way, but that one attack would forever change the course of the world. Grima let out a roar of pain before the body that had once belonged to a Robin long past simply disintegrated and the dragon was in what appeared to be death throes.
Lucina stopped in her tracks; she didn't know what to think. However, she soon noticed that Robin himself seemed to be slowly disappearing.
"No," she whispered before she started sprinting once more. She did not think, she just ran; even she was not sure why she did. When she finally reached them though, he was barely hanging on. He turned his attention away from Chrom and towards her, and he smiled. He gave one last feeble smile before fading away, fate unknown.
The rest was a blur to Lucina. They had been warped by Naga back to Origin Peak. Later Naga revealed to the Shepherds what had happened. How that Robin sacrificed himself to kill Grima once and for all, and that there was a minimal chance of survival, but it was minimal. Robin was honored as a hero upon the Shepherds return to Ylisstol.
The Shepherds went their own ways, each promising to keep looking for Robin. Lucina for her part had left with no fanfare. She did not want to encroach on the baby Lucina's life any more than she already had, nor did she want to cause any problems for her father. With no hope of returning to her time, she had determined that she would find Robin and return him to his friends and surrogate family.
It had been over eight months since his disappearance, and she was beginning to doubt her new mission. She wondered why he wouldn't have returned to Ylisstol had he survived. She had made theories during her time alone as her mind drifted. Theories such as that perhaps he lost his memory again, or that he felt ashamed for his ties to Grima and refused to come back.
Regardless, she was determined to find him because she felt responsible for him sacrificing himself. She felt like confronting him after the incident at Plegia Castle combined with what happened at the Dragon's Table pushed him to blame himself. Adding to that was the fact that she had went as far as to think that he was betraying them when, in fact; he was doing just the opposite. In short, she felt she owed him, at least; that is what she told herself at least, and she would not rest until she found him and repaid her debt.
A/N: My first foray into this pair! Definitely one of my favorites, if not the favorite. I think this should be something different so hopefully I can do it justice. Also, I am open to suggestions after I get the plot rolling in the next chapter or two. Let me know what you think, and yes Robin will be in the next one.