Prologue:

The Boy Who Fell From The Sky

Okay this idea came out as a result of me playing too much Resonance of Fate, and imagination. I figured "Why not make a fanfic with one of the children being sent WAY far into the future?"

Morgan will be the son of Chrom and Robin (shocker), but for the most part it won't mean much.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fire Emblem nor do I own Resonance of Fate.

11 year old Morgan is following his older sister Lucina as the siblings are trying to escape the Risen that is overrunning the capital. Lucina simply slashes away the axe wielders while Morgan barely got out an Elfire spell in time from a wyvern rider. Sadly he can feel his head going light as the exhaustion and fatigue is starting to catch up with him. His legs feel they cannot stand any further, thus Lucina grabs her little brother by the arm as they both run to where Naga will perform the ritual.

After a brief respite, Morgan gets off from Lucina's back as he sees the Shepherds...or at least, what is left of them. With a quick headcount, Morgan can confirm that everyone is here...including the mounts.

His vision becomes hazy as he tries to drink the tainted water, but found it only makes it worst. Inigo, one of the stronger children, asked Morgan if he'll be alright. Morgan wants to speak, but found his throat to be too dry to speak.

An ethereal being of light appears and opens up the Gate of Time, just as the horde of Risen and Grima appear as they are approaching rather quickly.

Lucina intends to grab Morgan and get him out of here, but it was too late as a swarm of wyvern riders blocked the entrance. Grunting, Gerome declares that he, Inigo, and Laurent will break through the blockade. With the might of a wyvern rider, the technique of a mercenary, and the high level power of magic, they broke through and decide they'll jump in first.

Severa and Kjelle are fending off some Entombed when Morgan casts an Elfire on the horde. As a tactician, he has...no he MUST...keep everyone alive. It doesn't matter how much you're suffering. Yarne was about to jump into the portal but came back in his monstrous bunny form to pick up the weary Severa and Kjelle. He barely dodged a blow from a swordmaster as Nah and Noire hit him with projectile attacks.

This leaves only Lucina, Brady, Cynthia, Owain, and Morgan himself. Morgan turns his back to rejoin with the rest. However, Owain, in a brief moment of terror runs toward to Morgan. Confused, Morgan foolishly turns around in time to see an entombed bashed his head with its brute strength. Owain stabbed it where it's heart is, but it was too late as Morgan's deep shade of blue hair is mixed with the bright colors of red.

Morgan can hear voices. Panicked one at that. He can feel his body moving, and a soothing sensation over his body as he hears someone, a girl, saying he'll be alright. He then feels his body being gripped tightly as sees a flash of pure white light enveloping his closed eyelids.

He can feel his own existence slipping away. In actuality, he can feel losing the touch of another's hand as he is slowly but surely losing his grip. Morgan can hear someone shouting at him, but to Morgan, he does not know who this girl is shouting for.

...

Morgan begins to stir as he sees softer lights around him. He tries to get up and feels disoriented. He looks around to see he must be on some sort of stone bridge. Stumbling around he can see several buildings and lots of...explosions. Morgan doesn't know as he sits back down when he feels something on his side. He pulls out some sort of steel item that is shaped like a cross with the steel part being cold to touch and the shorter end being wrapped around by leather. Another item he pulled out was a yellow book with words that he cannot hope to decipher. On the cover is a jagged line, but he does not know what that means.

He can feel something cold, something soft, something white falling onto his head and his purple oversized cloak. He likes it, Morgan thought. However he hears a voice, beckoning him to serve, to conquer...to destroy everything.

Frightened he looks around to see nothing. Nothing at all, until he notices the area is getting darker and darker until it was pitch black. He can sense a powerful being as some sort of aura envelopes this person as she steps out of the shadows, hair as the same color as the little droplets that felled on Morgan in a knot, wearing the same type of cloak as Morgan, but has a malicious smile as she comes closer and as Morgan backs away. He shouts for this woman...no demon...to leave him alone.

He has forgotten that he was at least 500 meters from hitting the ground.

Morgan thought he sees that demon woman floating gently above him,as she was taunting him, but reached out her hand as to grab Morgan. Something in Morgan's mind is screaming to not look at her as he hears another explosion. He never realized that his short arm was trying to reach to the woman's hand as he can feel his eyelids being too heavy. He can feel nothingness gnawing at his existence as he braces for a short end.

Again he can feel the touch of someone, this time grabbing him with just one arm as the rush of cool air hits both of their bodies. He suddenly feels the two of them descending rather quickly as they plunged towards further down than what Morgan would have fell on. The bright lights from the buildings forced Morgan to open his eyes to see a well-built middle aged bald man with dark skin wearing a tank top, camouflage colored pants, and an eye patch over his left eye. He grabs Morgan by the hand and shouts clearly, "Kid! You're alright?!"

In a brief moment, Morgan can see that woman far far away as he looks at the man who grabbed his hand. Finally Morgan concluded, "We're...we're falling…"

"Yeah kid I know!"

Morgan looks down below, remembering that this isn't the floor he going to hit as the clouds blind him temporarily.

"Kid!" shouted the middle aged man "There's a good chance we'll die from hitting the floor, but at least we get to see something beautiful!"

Morgan was about to ask why when they got through the clouds and sees a bright white sphere lighting several small building as the clouds embrace that shiny ball. This sensation Morgan feels...it is almost as though he can fly. Following with the man who saved his life, he too spread his arms about and decides that, yes indeed, this sight is beautiful.

He thought he can hear a loud roar, but Morgan decides to not look back as he and the man plummets to the ground.

End of chapter 1. This is really an experimental fanfic though. I always want to see what would it be like if someone was sent into the distant future. I chosen Morgan because I felt it will be easiest to implement him, and also I can use his amnesia my advantage.

In case you're wondering, the setting will be at Basel, a huge tower that where humanity lives. It's the same setting for Resonance of Fate, except it is about 70 years before the events of RoF begins. In fact the second half of this chapter was basically me trying to describe the opening of Resonance of Fate, which I suggest you look it up. If you see the one witht eh girl falling, thats the one. It's honestly one of the most beautiful cut scenes I have ever seen.

Hope you enjoy!