The Fates AU Where Corrin Doesn't Turn Into a Dragon


"Mother!" Corrin cried, clutching onto his mother's fallen corpse, his anger building within. All he could think about was his mother - the sacrifice she made. If she hadn't jumped in front of him, then he would have been…he would have been…

Dead.

His mother, who he'd only reunited with but a day ago…was…she was…

She was dead.

"Mother…" Sakura cried, rushing forward. "Mother!"

Ryoma put an arm up, blocking her from running into harm's way. "You there!" he said after a moment. He rushed the cloaked figure, slicing upwards. Unfortunately, the figure warped as soon as he cut it, torn cloth remaining where it once stood. "Show yourself!" he cried out.

Corrin grunted, purple light pooling around his body. He hunched down on all fours, shadow enveloping him. "Hrgh…agh…"

Sakura and Ryoma's attention shifted to their brother. "Corrin?"

Ryoma's gaze shifted lower. At once, he staggered backwards, almost losing grip of his sword. "C-Corrin? Is that truly you?"

"Big brother?" Sakura whispered. "Why are you…"

"Meow," Corrin said, his tail swishing. He sat down and began to lick his paw.

"Unbelievable," Ryoma said, awed. "He has the blood of the first dragons, and yet he's...he's…"

"A cat," Sakura finished. "He's a little kitty cat."

"Meow?" Corrin asked, tilting his head. His body was covered with grey fur, a long black stripe running down his core horizontally.

"Amazing," Ryoma whispered, walking closer. Corrin backed away a step.

"No!" Sakura said, placing a hand on Ryoma's lower back. "You'll s-scare him!"

At her talking, Corrin walked backward further, tentatively resting his back paw on the ground. He mewled.

"He's confused and f-frightened," Sakura said, gently tugging Ryoma back. "We can't just run after him. He'll be scared and run off."

"This doesn't make any sense," Ryoma said after a short pause, relaxing his posture. "How and why is Corrin a house cat?"

"I-I don't know!" Sakura said softly. "But we don't have time to think about it! We need to rescue him before the assassin comes b-back."

Ryoma nodded. "I agree."

"You are the ocean's grey waves…" Azura started to sing, slowly walking towards Corrin. Her pendant began to glow with a blue, ethereal light.

"Azura, don't move closer!" Sakura cried, putting a hand up. "You'll scare him off!"

Sure enough, Corrin started to walk away, slowly. He paused, looking back at Azura hesitantly. He was shivering.

"No!" Azura cried, the lightshow suddenly halting. "Corrin, come back!"

"E-everyone, stop moving!" Sakura screeched. "I-I need to think about this!"

A part of him still recognizing her voice, Corrin halted. Azura halted. Even Ryoma was at a standstill.

"I've got it," Sakura said softly. She ran over to an upturned fish cart and began to search through it. Determination creeping through her features, she held up her haul after a few solid seconds of searching: a dead fish.

"H-here, kitty kitty," she said softly, waving it in front of her person. Corrin perked up at once, his ever-present death glare becoming less intense. He cautiously started moving towards her.

Ryoma was awestruck. "Sakura, how are you doing-"

"Shh," Azura said, clamping her hand over Ryoma's mouth. She usually wasn't so brash, but she couldn't lose Corrin. Not again.

"There you are, kitty," Sakura said. Corrin sniffed the fish a few times before gently pawing at it. Sakura placed it on the floor, and he started to nibble at it. While his head was occupied with the fish, she placed her hand on his head. Stiffening for a moment, Corrin relaxed as she began to stroke his soft fur. Sakura could feel him rumbling in contentment.

Ryoma pushed Azura's arm down. "How?" he whispered.

"I'm not quite sure," Azura admitted.

"That's a good kitty," Sakura said, rubbing the top of his head. "Who's a good kitty?" He pushed his head up against her, purring softly.

"I think Sakura has Corrin under control," Azura said. She turned, trying to find the invisible warrior that was still watching. "We need to find Mother's assassin."

Ryoma nodded. "Right. Sakura, can I leave with you with…er…Corrin, I suppose." He looked back at the cat, his mind still hazy and unable to process that his brother was now feline.

Sakura nodded. "O-of course! Even as a cat, he's still a sweetheart. Leave distracting him to me!" She took her hand away suddenly, frowning. She gently smacked the cat. "No, Corrin! No biting!"

Ryoma looked at the cat again. It licked Sakura, and she giggled quietly. "This…will take some getting used to," he said dryly.


Author's Notes: I fully blame The Apocryphal One for this monstrosity.

Just an FYI.