Warning: P.O.V. changes between Robin and Chrom, and more mysteriousness abound!

Summary: Robin has a twin he left behind.. in Plegia.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem Awakening. The plot, however, is mine.


Timeskip. Walhart defeated. Sayri, Tiki, and Cynthia joins the party.


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Ch.2

(Robin)

Robin cursed under his breath as he ran, behind the rest of the Shepherds, as they fought their way through the castle. 'The Emblem was stolen, by himself nonetheless!' They had to get out of the castle swiftly. but this was the Plegian stronghold. They had the advantage in every possible way.

There seemed to be no limit to the Plegian soldiers. They poured out of the castle walls. Under his instructions, the Shepherds cut down the enemy numbers ruthlessly, yet he knew that they could not continue this forever. After these hallways were cleared, there would be another, then another, and another.

"Come," hissed and urgent voice behind him, placing a hand over Robin's shoulders, startling him.

"Wha-"

It was the woman from before, wearing the same cloak.

"Do you seriously believe you will make it out of the castle like this?" she questioned.

Robin growled. "Then what, do you propose?"

By this time, the hall had been cleared, and the Shepherds were regrouping, ready to charge into another. However, in the corner of his eyes, Robin saw a thief lunging at Chrom behind his back. Panicking he whipped around, yelling in warning. "Chrom!"

But the Plegian woman was even faster. Using a tome she had been holding on to, she casted dark magic. Even from the distance, it ran straight and true, and killed the thief quickly. Surprised, the Shepherds turned, weapons ready, to see the cloaked figure standing next to Robin.

Lucina who was the closest to Robin at the time took out her weapon, aiming the Parallel Falchion at the stranger's throat.

Lucina narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Just who are you?"

Robin could feel the girl behind him smirk.

She mocked her. "Your ticket out, Princess."

Tension rose, but thankfully, Chrom interfered before it could get out of hand.

"You," stated Chrom. "Saved my life. For that, I thank you," he said sincerely. "May you tell us your name? It is not as if we are complete strangers, you've given us due warning before. There seems to be much that you do know."

The Plegian woman shrugged her shoulders, helplessly.

"I'm afraid I cannot to tell you my name," she said, apologetic. "I want Robin to remember it, on his own."

All gazes swung to Robin.

"Robin?" probed Lucina.

He sighed. "I have a feeling, that I knew her before. But I.. don't remember." Frustration was clearly written across his face, as clear as day.

Lucina looked to the woman again. She questioned sharply.

"You know of Robin's past?"

The woman hesitated for a single moment, then nodded.

"Then tell us!" exclaimed Maribelle. "Who he was is very important to him, why, he should know about himself, simple facts like his parents and heritage, at the very least!"

"No," said the Plegian stiffly.

"Why not?" asked Sumia, softly.

"Will you continue this pointless questioning when we are running on such little time? Do you wish to survive the night or not?" retorted the woman sharply.

The mood immediately soured.

"We should stop the interrogation," concluded Robin tiredly.

"But Robin," asked Lucina worriedly. "It's fine," he assured her. "She remembers while I do not. It is her secret to keep if she chooses so."

Silence filled the halls.

The woman snapped her tome closed. "So are you coming?" That was not phrased as a question, but rather like an order. Few bristled at the tone, but quieted once they realized Chrom and Robin's own calm.

"There is a secret passageway that the soldiers know not of. "

Robin' s brow furrowed. 'A secret passageway? And she would refer to it, and reveal it, so casually, to Ylisseans?'

He voiced his question out loud. "How are we to know that we can trust you?"

"Trust or not," sang the woman. "Do you have a choice?" she asked sardonically. "This is the Plegian castle filled with soldiers ordered to kill you all. Even if you do make it out of the castle safely, you would be in constant danger until you are at least past Plegia's borders and to Feroxi."

"Exactly," hissed Lucina. "Why should we believe that you, a Plegian, is any different from the ones attempting on taking our lives?"

The woman titled her head as if in thought.

Then, without any fanfare, dropped the tome she had been holding. She then proceeded to drop the two daggers strapped to her arms and yet another tome. Finally she unbuckled her sword from her hips and placed it on top of the growing pile.

She raised her hands palms up, in a universal language for surrender.

"Happy, now?"


(Chrom)

Shock, which turned into grim acknowledgement filled the room.

Chrom glanced at his Shepherds and nodded to them, once.

She eyed the exchange. Then, "Follow me," she commanded in clipped tones.

She led them to an innocent looking wall. Pushing on it gently, it revealed itself to be a secret passage.

Warily, they followed her in. The path was narrow and twisted, confusing, like a maze. She navigated it easily however, as if it was on the palm of her hands, never hesitating.

"This was how the servants in Plegia used to move. They were meant not to be seen or heard, you see."

"Are you one?" asked Lissa curiously.

She chuckled. "I suppose I am.. but not in the way you're thinking of. A servant would not know how to wield a tome or a sword would they? Or are servants that capable in Ylisse?"

Chrom laughed. "Not quite, I'm afraid," he replied good naturedly.

She stopped finally, at a seemingly dead end. "We're here." she whispered.

She took out a set of strangely shaped keys. She slipped it inside a crack, and twisted it, causing the door to open.

Chrom raised his hand to cover his eyes and squinted at the bright light emitting from the open sky. Seeing the safe passage, clear of all Plegian soldiers, he turned to their temporary guide and smiled gratefully.

"Thank you, my friend."

She startled at his words, looking at him, surprised. Chrom imagined her eyes widened.

"I would return this favor if I could." He placed his hands on his chest. "Ask, and I will assist if able."

She stared. Chrom resisted the urge to straighten as he waited for her reply, realizing that she was assessing him.

"I will collect the due when the time is right," she promised, and disappeared into the walls. The entrance closed, and looking back at it, Chrom had a hard time believing it to be a door despite having used it just moments before.

Chrom turned, white cape trailing behind him, to face the forest.

"Let's move out, Shepherds."


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