Disclaimer: This is my first attempt at a fanfic on one of my favorite games Fire Emblem Awakening. I love RobinxLucina and I believe in my opinion that they are a prominent couple of the game, at least for male Robin. However, there will be some moments that our tactician will have with the other female future children but Lucina is the main waifu of this fic. I am not an experienced writer and if we're being honest I am an amateur. Please but bear with me, I will try to detail the story and the fight scenes as best I can. There will be a few OC's in this fanfic but not a whole lot. Maybe a few named ones and the majority of them will be nameless like those nameless maidens and men you would see in the actual game. Feel free to review and criticize to your heart's content. I don't claim ownership of the image or Fire Emblem.
I am planning on doing fics on other games but mostly in the Fire Emblem world. I have my favorite pairings listed in my profile so the fics I write will most likely revolve around those.
I've started to notice that in a lot of fanfic, people are always portraying Robin as a snarky, cocky, joke-telling smart ass towards Chrom and others. While it's good that people are trying out different personalities for their Avatar, I myself, am not a huge fan of the comedic Robin. My Robin will be serious, calm, cool, and collected but will have a variety of personality changes.
Let's start with some shout outs: One is for the god of RobinXLucina fanfics, gokart48. Please go read his fanfic the Bed Time Story, it is awesome and be sure to read his Untold Stories fic which is another RobinXLucina fic that is a collection of moments that couldn't be in the Bed Time Story. Another shout out goes to Silver Blitz15 known for her story, The Legend of Zelda: Link and the Aura Warrior as well as her oneshots of RobinXLucina and her one-shot collection of GaiusXTharja.
I will give shoutouts to one or two writers in each chapter.
Robin's appearance is his default appearance with Voice 1 AKA David Vincent.
Without further ado, let us begin the story of the Tactician Magician!
"This is it! Our final battle!"
Wait what's going one, who are you…Who am I!
The man awoke to find himself in the middle of nowhere, his speech was impaired and for some reason, he had no idea where he was or even who he was. He came face to face with a man with blue hair who gave him a reassuring smile.
"You're one of us, Robin, and no "destiny" can change that. "
Robin? Is that my name? What the hell is going on?!
"Now let's kill this dastard and be done with it!"
Robin, as that was apparently his name, watched as the blue haired man rushed off to fight a mysterious man with a sinister appearance.
"Ha ha ha! Why do you resist?!"
Robin didn't need to know who he was to know that he was bad news. The blue haired man attempted to attack him but that was when their enemy leaped into the air almost like he could fly.
"Fools! Struggle all you want! You cannot unwrite what is already written!"
Robin charged at him with a magic tome in his left hand and a sword with a jagged lightning bolt appearance in the other. It was almost like his body was moving on its own and he couldn't control it. He still couldn't even speak. All he could do was watch as he attempted to attack the man as he lifted his sword and summoned lightning strikes to hurt the mysterious man to bring him down.
What is happening to me, what is this sword… this power… is it mine?
The mysterious man dodged and shrugged off his attacks like it was nothing. He began to shoot what looked like dark magic at his blue haired companion. However, his companion was able to dodge each of his attacks but was left exhausted.
Robin sheathed his sword and with the book in his left hand began channeling incredible power through his right and shot an immense lighting barrage at his enemy. The man was too busy dodging his attacks to notice that the blue haired man regained his composure and stabbed the mysterious man in the chest.
"This isn't over... Damn you...!"
The man vanished in a mist of purple smoke. The blue haired man rushed over to the man he referred to as Robin, patted him on the back and celebrated their victory.
"Are you all right? That's the end of him. Thanks to you we carried the day. We can rest easy now. At long last…"
Maybe Robin could finally get some answers, like where he was or who this man is. In fact, this entire situation was utterly confusing.
What the hell is going on? Why can't I open my mouth? I want answers!
But suddenly, Robin began to feel a sudden surge in his body. It felt overwhelming as it started to grow.
What's happening to me… what is this?!
Whatever he was feeling, it was growing. It was so strong that his entire body ached with pain. The blue haired man looked at him with concern.
"...What's wrong? Are you okay?"
The blue haired man began to worry as Robin had clutched his head in pain. Without hesitation, Robin looked at his companion… and stabbed him in the chest with a bolt of light.
No! No! I didn't mean to do that. Someone get help! Anyone!
"This is not… your fault..."
No, don't die….Please….DON"T DIE!
"We…S…Swore…to be…two halves..o..of a greater whole…Y…You're are like f… family to me M… my other half, my best friend, m… my brother in a… all but blood…and brothers…are meant to be there for each other. I'm sorry…I couldn't…protect you… as you... protected me... R… Robin. Promise me y..you'll escape from this place... Please, go...
And with that, the blue haired man collapsed. Robin had no idea what to make of what had happened. First, he was fighting a strange man next thing he knew he stabbed the man who was helping him. Robin began to scream but it didn't matter. He still couldn't utter a single word.
No! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
"GWAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
An evil laughter was he heard as Robin began to fade into the darkness.
I always win….Robin.
Arc 1: The Mad King's War
"Chrom we have to do something."
What's going on? Who is that?
"What do you suppose we do?"
That voice. it sounds very familiar but where have I heard it before?
Light began to find its way into the young man's eyes as two voices broke him out of his unconscious state.
"Well, I don't know!"
The voices began to increase as consciousness return and light had returned. He was greeted by a girl with blonde hair in pigtails and a blue haired man, The girl he didn't recognize but the man was a little familiar. He shrugged it off as he has never met this man before.
"I see you're awake now."
"Hey there." The girl flashed him a smile.
"There are better places to take a nap than on the ground, you know… Give me your hand." He held out his hand.
The blue haired man helped him on his feet. As he gave him his right hand, he noticed a strange mark was on the back. He, however, discarded it as he needed to focus on more important things like the situation right now. When he came to he faced the blue haired man, the little girl and the knight who gave him a weird glare like there was something on his face.
"You all right?"
"Y-Yes... Thank you, Chrom."
The blue haired man was caught off guard at this man for knowing who he was despite having no knowledge of ever meeting this man.
"Ah, then you know who I am?" He asked.
"No, actually. I... I'm sorry it's just your name just…came to me."
"...Hmm, how curious. Tell me, what's your name?" Chrom asked.
"My name is... It's... Hmm?"
"...You don't remember your own name?"
"I'm not sure if..." He tried to remember but couldn't. "I'm sorry, but where am I, exactly?"
"Hey, I've heard of this! It's called amnesia." The little girl chipped in, claiming that she knew exactly why This mysterious cloaked man couldn't remember his name.
"It's called a load of pegasus dung. We're to believe you remember milord's name, but not your own?" The knight behind the two accused.
"Excuse me?" He questioned, offended by the knight's bold question and unnecessary insult.
"Peace, he meant no offense." Chrom noticed his offense to the knight's statement. The man let it go as he assumed that this knight is his bodyguard just doing his job. Chrom then turned to his armored friend. "What if he's telling the truth, Frederick? We can't just leave him here, alone and confused. What sort of Shepherds would we be then?"
"Just the same, milord. I must emphasize caution. 'Twould not do to let a wolf into our flock."
The amnesiac rolled his eyes at the knights odd yet poetic statement as he began to get his bearings. He was in a field, a very large one with no one else in sight.
"Right then, we'll take him back to town and sort this out there," Chrom stated.
"Hold on a second," The man said. "Don't I get a say in this?"
"Peace, friend, I promise we'll hear all you have to say back in town. Now come."
The girl began to tug on his coat as the other two began to walk. They walked for ten minutes until the amnesiac broke the silence
"So am I to be your prisoner now?" He asked.
"Hah!" Chrom began to laugh at the amnesiac's statement. The only reason he asked was because his bodyguard looked like he was considering it.
"You'll be free to go once we establish that you're no enemy of Ylisse," Chrom stated.
"Ylisse? is that where we are?" The man asked.
Frederick looked at the man like he was an idiot, believing this man to be playing some kind of game.
"You've never heard of the halidom? Ha! Someone pay this actor. He plays quite the fool!" The knight started.
"Is your knight trying to start something with me or is he always this disrespectful?" The amnesiac asked clearly sick and tired of the man insulting him.
"Frederick, please." Chrom looked at Frederick with a glare clearly sick of the insults as well as they are undeserved. Chrom looked back at the amnesiac "This land is known as the Halidom of Ylisse. Our ruler, Emmeryn, is called the Exalt."
"So the Queen basically?" He asked.
"Of a sort, yes, but the Exalt is the sole ruler of the lands. I suppose proper introductions are in order... My name is Chrom—but then, you already knew that." He introduced himself. "The delicate one here is my little sister, Lissa."
"I am not delicate! …Hmph!" Lissa pouted like a little kid until she looked at the amnesiac with a smile. "Ignore my brother, please. He can be a bit thick sometimes. But you're lucky the Shepherds found you brigands would've been a rude awakening!"
"Shepherds? As in Sheep Herders?" He questioned. "Do you tend sheep? ...In full armor?"
Chrom smiled with pride.
"Heh, it's a dangerous job. Just ask Frederick the Wary here."
"A title I shall wear with pride. Gods forbid one of us keeps an appropriate level of caution." He said looking at the man. "I have every wish to trust you, stranger, but my station mandates otherwise."
"I understand, sir. I know you're just doing your duty, but you could do without the unnecessary insults. I'm sure we'll get along better that way." He stated.
Frederick nodded. They continued to walk again until the amnesiac clutched his head as agonizing pain began to fill his head with flashes that made no sense whatsoever.
You're one of us, Robin, and no "destiny" can change that.
"URGH!" He clenched his head in pain.
"Are you okay?" Chrom looked at him with concern. The pain started to vanish and the amnesiac began to return to his natural state.
"Robin."
"Huh?" Chrom asked as he did not hear him.
"My name… is Robin." He introduced himself, now knowing who he is.
"Well, that's one mystery solved," Chrom said with his hand on his chin, thinking. "Robin? Is that foreign? …Ah, well. We can discuss it later. We're almost to town. Once we…"
Lissa broke the conversation with a scream.
"Chrom, look! The town!"
Lissa points out the nearest town which was under attack but low-life bandits and brigands. Chrom and Frederick arm themselves with their respective weapons.
"Frederick, Lissa follow me. Robin, you stay here where it's safe…now come on!"
"What, wait!" Robin called out.
Chrom, Lissa, and Frederick made their way to town in order to aid it, leaving Robin alone to ponder his thoughts. He then checked his pockets to see what he had on his person. As he checked, he took note of what he was wearing. It was a black coat with purple eyeball designs on his sleeves, almost similar to the weird circles on his mysterious brand. Inside he had a bronze sword attached to his hip and what looked like a fire tome in his inside coat pocket.
So I'm a mage and a swordsman as well? Interesting.
Robin held the sword in his right hand and the tome in the other, feeling nostalgic as he held both weapons. It was almost like he had held weapons like these before. If he did, he doesn't remember. As he began to imagine swordplay and casting magic in his head, he felt something grow inside of him. With a newfound determination in his heart and rushed off to town in order to assist Chrom and the others.
As he arrived, he noticed several corpses all around him. Robin felt ill as he looked upon the dead. It was despicable that these lowlifes would do this. These were innocent people who have done no wrong. They didn't deserve this fate. Robin shrugged off the sick feeling in his stomach, promising to avenge the fallen.
As he saw Chrom and Frederick fighting off countless brigands, he could sense something. No, not sense. It was like he could see things on the battlefield. The enemies, their strength, their weaponry, the flow of battle. He could feel it and knew at this rate, Chrom, and the others would have no chance at winning due to their difference in numbers.
Robin's train of thought was broken by a scream.
"AHHH!"
It was Lissa, she was lying helpless on the ground as a brigand stood over her with an axe in hand.
"Now girly, let's see what you got in your pockets shall we!" He grinned sadistically as he prepared a killing blow.
"Lissa!" Chrom yelled.
"Milady!" Frederick did the same.
Chrom and Frederick were so busy fighting off other brigands, they had forgotten about Lissa. Judging from the staff was likely a healer and had no combat experience whatsoever. The man lifted his axe, prepared to kill her without hesitation. Lissa closed her eyes waiting for the inevitable.
"Fire!"
A ball of fire came out of nowhere and struck the bandit's face, saving Lissa from certain death. As she opened her eyes she saw her silver-haired hero help her up. Chrom and Frederick noticed Robins grand entrance, relieved and thankful he had saved Lissa.
"Robin….thank you so much!" Lissa then hugged her savior as tight as possible, thanking him.
"No worries," Robin said as Chrom and Frederick rushed over to them.
Frederick, while still suspicious of Robin's motives, was very thankful for him to saving her and thought maybe his earlier behavior was unjustified.
"Robin, thank the gods you got here when you did," Chrom said relieved.
"Looks like I got here just in time." He said. "I have to say, you guys are no pushovers but if you keep fighting like this, you'll be outnumbered within the hour."
"Huh?" Chrom was surprised by the man's statement.
"If you'll allow it, I have a plan to get through this, but I'll need your undivided attention." He said.
Before Chrom could give him an answer, Frederick chipped in, still reluctant to trust him.
"Should we trust him, Milord?"
"He just saved Lissa, he's more than earned my trust," Chrom told Frederick, turning his attention back to Robin. "So what's the plan?"
"Judging from the way things are you guys were doing okay but leaving Lissa without a partner was unwise. She's a healer, which means she is the weakest one here and will be the first one targeted." He turned to the blonde. "No offense Lissa."
"None taken." She said, not at all offended by his statement that she was "weak".
"Now, I suggest we fight in pairs which in turn will likely increase our chances of victory. These bandits probably just thought they could waltz in and take whatever they want with no proper planning. That gives us an advantage over them." Robin looked at the remaining bandits and his theory was likely correct. these lowlifes are spread one by one. They clearly put no thought into their plan, but even so, they were still a threat. "My plan is this. Frederick, you stay with Lissa and cover her while at the same time get rid of any bandits you see. There are no archers here but these guys have axes and swords so be careful."
"Very well." Frederick nodded in agreement.
Chrom was impressed, this man not only saved his sister's life but is giving a sound and professional strategy. It was amazing how he only needed to look at the battlefield once to come up with a plan.
"Lissa, You stay behind Frederick at all times and heal him if he gets hurt. If Chrom or I need you, we'll hold our position and I will call you to come heal us. Got it?" He asked.
"Right!" She agreed.
"Chrom, you and I will rush to fight off their leader. If we get rid of him, the rest of these scumbags will retreat back to whatever slum they came from."
"You got it," Chrom said in agreement.
"We know our plan of attack, so I think it's time to tip the scales in our favor."
When Robin said the words "time to tip the scales" he smiled at how it sounded but ignored it, wanting to focus on the matter at hand. When everyone got into position, Chrom noticed Robin placing his tome in his left hand while pulling out a bronze sword in his right.
"Magic, swords, and tactics? What else can you do?" Chrom asked.
"Stay focused." He warned.
Once everyone was in position Robin lift up his fingers and brought them down, initiating the signal. Lissa followed Frederick, staying behind him as he began cutting down brigands one by one. While he was busy with them, Chrom and Robin began to move to the leader's location.
The brigands had no chance against Robin's swordsmanship, something Chrom took notice of as they made their way to the leader. He had never seen a stance like that in his life. Not only that, he was able to toss his sword up in the air and was fast enough to shoot a couple of fire spells at the bandits before catching the sword, switching back to melee combat. What a strange fighting style.
Robin's plan was a turning into a huge success as Fredrick had gotten rid of most of the bandits while Robin and Chrom made their way to the leader. The Leader looked at them and simply laughed at them, goading them into attacking him.
"Here, sheepy sheepy! Come to the slaughter!" The man laughed.
Robin began to grow enraged at this man, this bandit for being so amused at all this death, for having his men kill so many innocent people. Who does this monster think he is?
"Those were innocent people you piece of filth! You'll pay for what you've done here!" Robin yelled.
His rage was growing but Chrom placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. The two formed their respective fighting stances and proceeded to combat the leader.
His arrogance was his ultimate undoing. It was an easy win as Chrom knocked the sword out of his hand in one swoop and both him and Robin slashed his torso, killing him.
"Bwaaargh!" He muttered as he died.
With that, they had won the day.
After all the fighting was done, Frederick and Lissa regrouped with Chrom.
"Lucky for the town, we were close by," Lissa stated as she regrouped with the others. "But holy wow, Robin! You were…wait, where are you?"
The three of them looked around, wondering where he had disappeared to. They then noticed him at a store vendor, talking with the shopkeeper.
"I can give you 457 gold for that." The shopkeeper said.
"I'll take it, thank you." Robin accepted the gold.
"No thank you for saving our town sir." the man replied.
The three of them noticed Robin selling his tome for money. He then to walk over to a man who was crying, cradling the body of a woman and child, likely his wife and daughter. Their bodies were later taken away by the other villagers to prepare a proper burial. The man turned around and looked at Robin, wondering what he wanted.
"I am truly sorry for what happened to you good sir, your family did not deserve this fate. I deeply regret not being strong enough to save them." He said before taking a bow.
"Thank you for you kind words mister." The man said, thankful to this man for stopping the monsters that took his family from him and for his kind words.
"I offer you this gold, it's not a whole lot but I hope it repairs the damage that has been done and I hope that you find peace and happiness in the future," Robin said, handing him a bag of gold.
The man looked shocked at how much gold Robin was giving him and continued to cry even more.
"You're giving me this, I….I don't know what to say…..Thank you….thank you so much!" The man stood up to shake Robin's hand. "Please tell me kind sir, what is your name?"
"My name is Robin." He introduced himself.
"Robin… Thank you for saving my town, I'll make sure all of Ylisse hears your name." The man ran off with the money.
As Robin waved goodbye, he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He turned around and saw Chrom and the others who had witnessed his act of kindness.
"That was incredibly selfless Robin," Chrom said with a smile.
"These people deserve more," Robin said as he clutched his fist.
"I know. But you saved a lot of lives today Robin. As Captain of the Shepherds, I would be honored to have a man such as you join our ranks. Please, join us." He offered.
Robin was shocked to hear his offer. They had just met and already he was offered to join his group, the Shepherds was it? He thought to himself as to whether or not to accept it.
"Are you sure that's wise Milord, he still hasn't explained as to how he got here." Frederick pointed out.
And once again the suspicious and paranoid knight has to go and ruin the moment causing Lissa to jump in to set him straight.
"Hey come on Frederick, Robin just helped us. Plus, he saved my life. I'd say he's earned the right to join us." She exclaimed.
Chrom nodded in agreement.
"Frederick, the Shepherds could use someone with Robin's talents. We've brigands and unruly neighbors, all looking to bloody our soil. Would you really have us lose such an able tactician? Besides, I believe his story, odd as it might be." Chrom finished.
Tactician? That was a title he wasn't expecting. After thinking it over Robin turned to the three so-called Shepherds to tell them his decision.
"If you'll have me, I'll join you."
Robin then shook hands with Chrom and then Lissa who instead just gave him another hug.
"Welcome to the team," Lissa said with a smile.
Robin then turned to Frederick holding out his hand.
"I understand you don't really like me, but I'm hoping one day we will be able to get along," Robin said.
Frederick looked at him, thinking that maybe he was wrong about the man. While he is a complete mystery he did fight along side with them when he could have run away. Frederick then shook his hand.
"Please don't misunderstand, I don't have any ill feelings toward you, but my duty is to protect Milord and Milady." He said, wanting him to know that his suspicion of him isn't personal.
"I understand." Robin nodded.
Frederick nodded as well before turning his attention to back Chrom.
"Did you notice, milord? The brigands spoke with a Plegian accent."
"Plegian? What's that?" Robin asked.
Chrom turned to Robin, still having to remember that he has amnesia.
"Plegia is Ylisse's westerly neighbor. They send small bands into our territory, hoping to instigate a war." Chrom explained.
"And it's the poor townsfolk who suffer! Totally innocent, and totally helpless!" Lissa added, clearly irritated.
"They do have us, milady," Frederick added. "Shepherds to protect the sheep. Do not be swept up in your anger. It will cloud your judgment."
"I know, I know... Don't worry. I'll get used to all this." She said.
While Frederick and Lissa kept talking Robin began to ponder what he had learned. So these 'Plegians' were responsible for the attack on this town. They attack innocents just to start a war?
What kind of scum wants to purposely cause a war. Robin thought to himself. He later noticed another villager coming up him.
"Milord, please!" He said to Robin shaking his hand violently. "You must stay the night! We are simple folk of simple means, but we would gladly toast your valor with a feast!"
"That uh sounds nice and all but…" Robin would've continued had Frederick not intervened.
"A most generous offer, sir, and no doubt your hospitality would be grand... But I'm afraid we must hurry back to Ylisstol." The knight respectfully declined.
"Dark meat only for me, medium well, and no salt in the soup. I simply— Wait, what?!" Lissa yelled at Frederick declining the offer. "We're not staying?! But, Frederick, it's nearly dark!"
"When night falls, we'll camp. Eat off the land, make our bed of twigs and the like." He explained. "I believe you mentioned you would be "getting used to this" Milady?
"Frederick? Sometimes I hate you." Lissa pouted
Chrom began to laugh at the two while Robin took note of Frederick's dedication to the two. It was admirable that he was willing to protect Chrom and Lissa, however, there's a fine line between being distrustful and being disrespectful. Hopefully, he'll warm up to him with time.
"Your Lieutenant is quite... stern if you don't mind me saying," Robin noted
Chrom began to laugh even more with Lissa joining in which confused him as he didn't know what was so funny.
"Yeah, well, "stern" is one name for it. I can think of a few others!" Lissa chipped in.
"Frederick only smiles when he's about to bring down the axe." Chrom added.
"*Ahem* You do realize I AM still present?" Frederick said clearing this throat.
"Oh, we realize." Chrom laughed.
Frederick face palmed at their teasing. "Milord remains as amusing as ever. Now then, shall we be going?"
"All right, all right," Chrom said before turning to their new member. "Ready to go, Robin? The capital isn't far."
Robin nodded began to walk with the others as they head straight for the capital. What a strange day. He has no memories of his past life but his swordsmanship, magic, and most importantly his tactical intellect were incredible. Robin knew deep in his heart that his life was truly beginning.
So... I guess my story starts here.
Not bad for a beginner am I right? Probably not.
Til next time.
