Chapter 2

Alright, this is Chapter 2! Chapter 1 seems to be doing pretty well, so here's round 2! So far, reviews seem to be positive. I'll keep going with this fanfiction!

Morgan and Robin had been riding on Nah for a while when Morgan asked the question burning in his mind.

"If I may ask, Mother..." Morgan looked back at Robin. "Why did you personally see Nah and I?"

Robin looked at her son with a faint laugh. "I just figured that it had been a while since I saw you two, and Chrom was willing to let me go."

"Hm..." Morgan had a thoughtful expression when Nah landed. "Oh, here already."

"Yep," confirmed Nah, reverting back to normal as Morgan and Robin hopped off her.

The guards had tensed up when they saw a dragon, but relaxed when Robin and Morgan were seen.

"Open up the gate," ordered Robin. As the guards rushed to follow her command, Robin turned to Morgan. "For now, go to the room I insisted you keep when you left."

"Right. Wait, what about the elk?" asked Morgan, looking at the dead animal.

"Give me a second." Robin turned to a few of the remaining guards. "Also, please take this elk in." The remaining guards rushed to follow Robin's order. "There. If you need me, I'll be with your father."

"Alright! Come on, Nah!" Morgan led her inside the castle. "Follow me!" He led his wife up a set of stairs and entered the room on the left. "Mother..." He sighed. "You kept every tome and book..." He looked around.

"For being the prince, your room doesn't seem very big," commented Nah, looking at Morgan as he lay down on his bed. "Do you not like a big room?"

"Not really," admitted Morgan. He looked at his wife while grabbing a strategy book. "Aren't you going to lay here with me?" He grinned at Nah.

"Oh, Morgan..." Nah, with a sigh, sat down beside her husband. "You live small..."

Morgan looked up from his book. "It only seems like that because of all the books I have in here."

"I see..." Nah smiled at Morgan. She paused for a moment before speaking again to her husband. "Morgan, don't you feel extremely hungry right now?"

"Yeah, but not to an extreme." Morgan sat up. "Maybe I ought to see if Stahl's cooking..."

"Miss Nah!" Appearing in the entrance was a servant. "Please come!"

"Why?" Nah tilted her head slightly and looked at the servant with interest.

The servant took a deep breath. "Miss Nowi has returned injured with Sir Ricken!"

For a few moments, there was no noise at all. No birds sang, no one even moved as this information was thought about.

"Snap out of it, Nah!" Morgan reached for an Elwind tome, pocketing it. If it's bandits... how could bandits cause so much damage to a Manakete? "We have to hurry." He turned to the servant. "You are excused. Come on, Nah!"

"No... she must've not had her Dragonstone on her when..." Nah paused. "Let's go."

...

"Father!" exclaimed Morgan, seeing Chrom in the entrance hall. "How-" He was interrupted by Chrom's angry sword swing. So father is as moody as ever... reflected Morgan.

"Bandits," he growled. "I suppose that the world can't truly be erased of all evil."

"That's right." Morgan turned and saw Robin. "Morgan... it cannot be helped. We must have dinner at a later time." Her expression was salty was she spoke the words.

"It's fine, mother!" responded Morgan. "But where's Mister Ricken and Nowi?"

"Lissa has the two in their room," responded Chrom. "But Robin thinks that the bandits..."

"I think that they'll try and take over the capital," confirmed Robin.

"Is peace really so far away...?" Morgan looked up when a sharp BANG! struck the castle doors.

"Morgan, go with Nah. Right now... we have most of the Shepards present." Robin smiled slightly.

"Right. Nah, let's check up on Nowi!" declared Morgan. At his words, Nah eased up a little.

"Yes," she murmured. "Let's go, Morgan. We have to hurry." Despite her words she seemed eerily calm.

"Morgan!" called Chrom. "I may be no tactician, but make sure that you're armed for battle!"

"I know!" Morgan followed Nah as she rushed to Nowi's room. "You know where your parents-"

"Of course!" snapped Nah. "Let's go, Morgan. We can't waste any time."

Morgan nodded and the two entered Nowi and Ricken's room, Lissa healing Nowi. "Auntie!"

"Morgan," greeted Lissa, stopping the healing. "I'm sorry. I'm too tired."

"It's alright." But as Ricken spoke, Morgan knew that he was starting to lose his temper.

"Really, it's fine!" Nowi tried for a smile, but it was easy to see that she was heavily injured.

"Mother..." Nah spoke quietly, as if to control her emotions like she used to. "Father..."

Nowi saw her daughter, and instantly had a guilty look to her face. "Nah..."

"Oh... Nah!" Ricken looked at his future daughter and smiled slightly. "Hi, Morgan."

Morgan grinned. "Hey!" Suddenly, he heard cries and shouts downstairs. "The bandits broke in. Aunt Lissa, we have to go back and fight!" He looked at Ricken and saw his expression of suppressed calm.

"No..." Ricken revealed an Arcwind tome. "The bandits have already arrived."

"These guys don't waste time." Morgan revealed his Elwind tome. "Elwind!"

"Try a little harder," grinned Chrom, wielding Falchion again. "Morgan, Ricken, Lissa!" he called. "We have to go to the front lines! They're more fearsome then we imagined..."

"You and mother?" Chrom nodded. "Alright." Morgan looked back at his wife and Nowi. "Nah, I'll check up on you in a little, okay?!"

"Okay." Nah's voice was eerily cool as she looked at her mother. "I need to talk with my mother."

"Incoming!" grunted Chrom, distracting Morgan from talking with his half Manakete wife.

"Arcwind!" yelled Ricken, clearing a path in front of all of them. "We need more magic...!"

"Alright..." Morgan whipped out his Elfire tome. "Father, nothing in the castle can burn, right?"

"Wait..." Chrom looked at Morgan just in time to see him unleash the fire. "Morgan!"

"Heh." Morgan rushed into his room quickly to swap out his near broken tomes. "Alright... hm? I don't recall ever placing an Arcthunder tome in here..." With a shrug he dashed out with the tome in hand. Ricken and Chrom were still fighting. "Arcthunder!"

Morgan killed the bandit that had behind Ricken, nearly ready to strike him. "Thanks!" called Ricken.

"No problem!" Morgan rushed in with his Steel Sword, slashing the group of bandits apart.

Soon they were in the main hall. "Alright," breathed out Chrom. "The threat's over."

Morgan withdrew his weapons. "Wait, I'd better go check up on Nah."

"I'll go with you. Maybe there's a few hiding bandits left," panted Ricken.

"Thanks." Morgan ran up a flight of stairs. "Let's see... Nowi's room... there!"

He entered to find an open window and a crying Nowi. "What's wrong, Nowi?!" Ricken ran in.

Nowi sniffed. "Nah... she used her Dragonstone... she told me that I was being childish and that I should face reality, that the world's not always safe... I snapped back at her... and now..."

Morgan let out a groan and collasped, feeling defeated, even though they had warded off the bandit attack. He stood and quickly got the Elwind tome from his room, returning to Nowi's room.

"What do you plan to do?" asked Ricken as he embraced his wife.

"A plan that if it doesn't kill me, my mother probably will." Morgan jumped out the window.

Nah... he thought. Where are you...? "ELWIND!" Using the blades of wind from the spell to make the landing soft, he saw a dragon flying away. "That's Nah's colour... towards our cottage!"

Suddenly he was full of energy, running after Nah as her dragon form began to disappear.

Nah... you can't run away... he thought as he ran. Reality will catch up with you.

That concludes Chapter 2! Wow... lots of views... thanks for reading!

Anyways, see you next time with Chapter 3!

(Quick note here: This is after the initial chapter was unleashed. I now have a new font for Morgan's thinking. That's all I wished to say.)