This story here will be the start of a series of stories and side stories about the Order of Heroes and their fight with the Embliam Empire, note that while this first chapter stars Robin as the protagonist this is subject to change in an attempt to bring to the readers the point of view of many characters, as for now I will only work with summonable characters but this does not mean other characters not yet present in the game won't be referenced. I hold no particular game as my favourite and will try to have as many characters as possible appear.

I speak British English so many an extra "u" may and will appear on my writings.

A character's thought process will be delivered in Italics.

Bold will mark breaks from narration such as a POV change.

Somewhere near the royal palace of Askr, its immaculate stones shining not to far away, four desperate people stood behind a stone monolith with equal amounts of trepidation and eagerness. A red-haired woman in armour was talking with a blue haired swordsman while a blonde girl was encouraging a hooded figure with a gun in his hands. The whole place was eerily quiet as if the very world had decide to hold it's breath while it waited for the show to start.

The three armoured people were exchanging looks between them as if looking for reassurance, so much depended on this, if the stories were true, then Kiran could turn the tide of war and bring Veronica's ambition to a halt, if the myth remained as a mere campfire folly, product of a soldier's imagination, then the hooded figure they had brought with them and the Breidablik would prove themselves an empty promise, Veronica would win and without them, the rest of the world would fall into her hands, it would fall quickly, and it would fall bloodily.

Sure, Anna had been capable of summoning Kiran, but future attempts had proven themselves useless and Kiran's confusion proved no less disheartening. Could the Breidablik had been a one trick wonder foolishly wasted in a summoner who couldn't even summon?

Eyes closed and feet glued to each other, the yet-to-prove-himself summoner fired several round crystal orbs at the monolith.

At first nothing happened, the monolith did not shine or break or move, it stayed the very same it had always been, as if taunting them for trying in vain, but then, a blue light engulfed the monolith taking the breath away from the foursome, with the death of the azure brightness a white-haired young man appeared in front of them.

The whole atmosphere changed, the Arskan shoulders relaxed, freeing themselves from the stiffness that had once kept them prisoner, Kiran let a sight of relieve and smiled proudly, Sharena was eager to meet the newcomer but Alphonse was still nervous the idea of this individual being a trickster of some sort refusing to leave his mind. Anna sided with him and discouraged Sharena from leaving her position to greet him. Even the world deciding that keeping its prior stillness was not a proper thing to do in view of an event of such a transcendence started moving once again.

Robins POV

My head was dizzy and my mouth dry, at first all I could see was blue, then as my vision got better I saw four strangers, armed and armoured.

Three soldiers and a fourth man, enemies? Maybe, the hooded man has a strange object in his hand, does he fight with it? Big castle in the distance, theirs? Yes, certainly, they must be the guards. Where am I?

The blue haired boy looks stern, ornaments in his armour, royalty. The blonde girl? Sister, their faces look similar enough and their armour matches. Anna!? Why is Anna wearing armour? At least she knows me, maybe she'll explain everything.

Before I could ask any questions a white light made me loose my concentration, looking behind me I saw a strange girl. She was dressed in furs and wore a pair of black boots that almost reached to her knees, a cloth diadem crowned her head.

She looked like a hunter and she was carrying a bow, but there was something off with her face, no hunter could wear such a face, she seemed to be gazing into the future like she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, like she wasn't aware of her current situation, I was quite certain she was no stranger to drugs.

She started searching around in an uninterested manner, and humming to herself, certainly not a hunter. In a way she vaguely reminded me of Noire, not in similarity but in contrast, Noire would always be looking for a way to hide and run away but this woman didn't seem to have any care in the world.

A blue flash of light, appeared this time I could identify the source; it was the weird stone structure behind us.

Once the light had died I saw my son, Owain, but something wasn't right, he was carrying a tome similar to mine and he was dressed like some bizarre circus performer, I knew my son had a taste for melodrama but this was too much, even by his standards.

What on earth is he wearing? must have been that troublesome Inigo, and since when does he practice magic? Why is he here? He seems confused, so he doesn't know either, the woman doesn't look like she'll be of any help. What is that stone thing? It seems to be the reason why I'm here but what could it be? I need to keep Owain save and come back to Lissa, she must be worried sick about us.

Do these four know what is happening? They look surprised to see us, so whatever it is they did they were not expecting this result, why bring us here? Slavery? A mistake? Something similar has happened to me in the past. At least this time I remember who I am.

The big stone shone red, someone was coming, and from the light a blue haired woman emerged. She wore a light red armour which was covered by a golden cape, in her hand she was carrying a sword with a very elaborate handle.

Lucina? No, her hair is too bright, still, she does remind me of her. She looks elegant enough to have been raised as a princess, she is looking around, assessing the situation, like me, so she is used to making decisions, taking the initiative… perhaps I could ally with her for the time being, between the two of us we could keep Owain out of trouble.

Again, a blue light appeared, and again a blue haired girl came out, only this time a pegasus was with her, she had a lance and was small and light

A knight, like Cordelia… my son, myself, and three strangers… all of us armed one way or another… those four behind us are standing together, looking at us, they were prepared for us to appear… a call! Recruitment!

So this is it, they sent us here to make us do what they want? This will not do at all; they want us to fight for them? Like hell we are! Not like this, not without an explanation.

The blonde lancer approached us, I could she the shyness on her face.

Not the kind of recruiter I was expecting, she doesn't look like she is the one in command, an ambassador it is then.

- Sorry, but… you see… we are in trouble- she was struggling to find the proper words, this was not prepared in advance, whatever these people did they were not expecting it to work.

A desperate measure.

- We are being attacked- she said- the forces of princess Veronica are invading this world, they want to conquer it.

So that was it, they are losing the war so they found a way to call warriors from our worlds in order to counterattack… wait no, if what she said is true, then this is another world, so several worlds exist, a multiverse, they are calling to arms warriors from every world in an attempt to tip the scales… And since we are already here is a kill or be killed situation… bastards… just who do they think they are, making others fight their battles.

- Please, Veronica wants to take control of every world she can get her hands on… you need to help us… we wouldn't have called you if we weren't so desperate… we didn't even think it would work-

Is she saying the truth, she does look desperate but she could be acting… if they send me into the front lines its over, a soldier won't be handed all the information I need, I must make myself a commander, I need to be in control, it's the only way to ensure Owain's safety, I need to talk myself into their centre of command.

- I am not much of a fighter- I told her- even this tome is of little use in battle- Lies- but in my world I was the best tactician there was, my son over there can tell you.

- While Odin Dark is honoured to be called your son, white haired stranger, It is with sadness I must inform you of your mistake, my father was a powerful magician from a far away land, my mother the night herself, this son you speak of must doubtlessly be a handsome blonde man himself, but I dare say he is hardly yours truly.

Owain what the bloody hell are you playing at! I'm trying to keep you safe, stop acting up and behave…wait, did his eyes just dart at the archer? What? Is he keeping his identity hidden because of her? who on earth is that woman? what is going on here? Very well Owain, I'll play along, but you are explaining this to me when we finish.

- That must be the case, sorry for the inconvenience, now, as I was saying…-

- You said you are a tactician, right? – spoke the woman who reminded me of my niece - my name is Eirika, I don't know where I am but if these people are in trouble we must help them, do you have a plan?

If her first reaction is to care for these people then she is truly similar to Lucina… a kind-hearted saviour… good to know. Now only two left.

- Archer girl and horse girl, are you two with me? - I asked

- Name is Catria, Don't know who you are but it's probably better to stick together for now- said the knight.

Four out of five, one left

- Archer girl? – I insisted.

- Oh! me!- she looked legitimately surprised- my name is Setsuna, I was looking for princess Hinoka when I got caught in a trap… I fell asleep and now I'm here... have you seen princess Hinoka?-

What kind of person goes looking for someone gets caught in a trap and happily takes a nap in the meantime?

- Is that a yes or no? – She was beginning to get on my nerves.

- Yes, but only if you help me find princess Hinoka- answered the girl.

You do realise I have no idea who your princess is, right?

- It looks like we are all ready to help you; may I ask your names? - I told the blonde lancer

- My name is Sharena, my brother over there is called Alphonse, he is the boy with the sword, Anna is our commander and Kiran over there is our summoner. - Her initial shyness had been replaced by an optimistic wave of energy, for a moment she reminded me of Cynthia.

So he is the reason we are here, I'm going to need to question him later on, very well then, time to get this started.

- Sharena, I'm going to need as much information as I can get on the enemy, Catria, fly ahead and tell me what you see, I need the most accurate description of their forced you can get, Odin, you go with Eirika and scout the surroundings, try not to be seen, that also goes for you Catria, be careful, Setsuna you try and find a good spot to snipe on them, but don't shoot yet, my idea is to prepare an attack on their weakest point and force a retreat, surprise is key here. –

It's just like back then with the shepherds; hope I can return to them soon.

Thank you very much for reading until the end, please note that all feedback is kindly welcomed.