ORIGINAL A/N: Hello everybody and welcome! Today, let's move onto Chapter 3 of Guardian Awakening.

But first, the reviews:

Mr. Wang: Except for RWBY: The Reapers, which is meant for weekly updates on Mondays (although I slipped up there twice already), the rest of my stories are "update as I get ideas for them"...needless to say, RWBY: The Reapers has the most chapters out of any of my stories right now...

NEW A/N: Looks like there's quite a bit that needed fixing...at least, in the way of wording stuff. Namely the fact that 'Void' is still a form of Destiny 'Light', and probably should be referred to as such, unless talking about Void in particular, so...yeah...

Chapter 3: On the Road to Ylisstol

Uncle? UNCLE?! Why the FUCK did Lucina call me uncle?! Does this mean I get to S-Level Support with Lissa?

...

...Not really surprising now that I think about it, I mean, 45% of my Male playthroughs of Awakening involve Lissa being the Avatar's S-Level Support (with 35% being Lucina, 10% being with Tiki, and the remaining 10% being divided among Sumia, Cordelia, and Olivia). Whatever, less thinking, more killing Risen!

Using my Light and Invective shotgun, I began clearing out the Risen, taking them down as well as I could. I looked over and saw Lucina decapitate a Risen...and...wait...on her belt...where the fuck did she get a "A Little Voice" Hand Cannon?! As I wondered this, I saw her unholster it...and shoot a Risen in the head. And she knows how to use it! WHAT THE FUCK! Did I ALREADY change the shit going on here?!

That shocked me to the point where I almost didn't notice the Risen behind me...until Spark informed me and I managed to shove Invective in its chest and blow it apart. Soon, the field held a surprising lack of Risen. I looked and saw Lucina ready to dash off...but I grabbed her arm. "Now hold on one damned moment. If what I'm thinking is true about the origin of that Hand Cannon of yours, you've got a lot of explaining to do...Lucina..."

Lucina flinched when I said her name. But she quickly dispersed it, before saying, "Well...I guess you weren't lying when you said you knew more about what's going to happen than I would believe, Treton."

"Yeah, but from what I've seen, some things already changed, like that 'A Little Voice' you're carrying...And the fact you called me 'Uncle'..."

Lucina visibly gulped. "That...shouldn't have happened..." she stated.

"Just like what 'shouldn't happen' in 2 years time?" I asked, looking her straight where her eyes should be behind her mask.

Lucina sighed. "Right..."

Finally having her full attention, I relaxed my stance. "Relax, I'm not gonna tell anyone: would probably cause some bad juju to tell people who you really are before it's supposed to 'naturally' occur..." I added in air quotes where appropriate. Then, my stance grew serious. "So...mind telling me how it happens? Not like it's gonna do much harm..."

Lucina realized I meant how I died in her timeline: with her calling me uncle and being in possession of a Rare-Grade Hand Cannon I have, but never ever used, it was obvious I was in her timeline, and it was likely I died there, along with the other 'first gen' characters. Lucina sighed. "That...is a story for another time. We still have work to do..."

"I see...I guess it would be better to wait until you join the Shepherds naturally," I responded.

Lucina shook her head. "I grew up knowing about your knowledge of 'how it could go right', but seeing it in action...it's unnerving."

"I'll bet..." I stated. Then, I realized, "Now...shouldn't we re-group with Chrom? You got your little...cryptic warning...to tell him..."

"...Alright," Lucina stated.

Lucina and I moved back towards where Lucina last saw Chrom and Lissa, but, before getting there, we were discovered by Frederick. "Ah, Treton. I was beginning to think you abandoned us." His voice was definitely laced with suspicion.

"On the contrary, if it weren't for me and my new friend here," I said, in an annoyed tone. I mean, I know he's supposed to be suspicious of newcomers, but...damn, the game doesn't do him justice in that department: he's an outright prick when it comes to new people. "You all would be up to your ears in these Zombie things...Needless to say, we wiped out the others that were elsewhere in the forest..."

Frederick raised an eyebrow at my comment, but just led us back to the others. "It seems all the creatures are vanquished," Frederick stated, "Treton and this other young man took care of the others." Lucina remained silent.

Lissa then came forward. "Um, I never got to thank you...for before. So...thank you. You were very brave." Oh shit, that's right, Lissa almost got bisected by a Risen!

"You saved my sister's life," Chrom told Lucina. "My name is Chrom. Might I ask yours?"

Ok, three...two...one-"You may call me Marth." BINGO! Called it!

"Marth, after the Hero-King of old?" Chrom asked.

No, Chrom, the person's parents wanted to name them Hearth, but they got the name wrong. OF COURSE AFTER THE HERO-KING! I never got over how stupid that question sounded, and I was lucky I could keep my reaction silent this time...Shit, Chrom is dense sometimes...

"You certainly fight like a hero. Where did you learn your way with a sword?"

You, but I'm not gonna say it out loud...

"I'm not here to talk about me," Lucina...sorry, 'Marth'...stated, "The world teeters on the brink of a horrible calamity. What you saw tonight was but a prelude. You have been warned."

"Huh?!" Lissa exclaimed in confusion, "What's teetering where now?" Lissa then noticed 'Marth' leaving. "Hey, wait!"

"Well...'he' seems well-informed," I stated out loud. Robin gave me a weird look. She...probably noticed how I said 'he' in my statement.

Still, she just looked back at the others, and stated, "Not much for conversation, is he?"

"It appears his skills lie elsewhere. I wager we'll hear his name again..." Yeah, like in Regna Ferox. "But for now, I'm more concerned about the capital. We should make haste."

Frederick then turned back to camp, and then it dawned on Lissa what he meant. "Wait! What about getting some rest?!" Frederick was out of earshot by then. "Oh no..." Lissa moaned.

"Well...not much else we can do now..." I groaned, as Robin and Chrom moved to return to the camp. I turned to return as well...but noticed Lissa just standing there, sulking. "Hey!" I called, getting her attention. "Don't want to get left behind, do you?"

"No!" she called, and caught up to me, and we both moved to return to camp.

It was the morning, and we were still on the road to Ylisstol. A few times, Lissa seemed ready to nod off, apparently tired, so I brought out the Dawnchaser, and let Lissa hitch a ride on the back. She would occasionally nod off and nap for a short bit, only to be woken up soon afterwards. After some distance, she got my attention.

"Hey, Treton...I just remembered that I never really thanked you for saving me back at the village," Lissa said.

"It was nothing, really: that's what we Guardians do: protect people. Why do you think we're called 'Guardians'?" I said with a laugh.

"Right..." she replied. Then, after thinking, she asked, "So...what could you tell me about that...'Light' stuff you can do?"

"The Light is the power of the Traveler, who gifted its power to the Guardians, who use that power to protect people. The Void, in particular, is a form of energy that relates to Dark Energy and Gravity, and is widely used by the Guardians known as Voidwalker Warlocks and Defender Titans. You see, it...well, how shall I put this..."

I cleared my throat, before remembering the Void Grimoire card from the game, and, remembering quotes from it, recited, "'The universe is defined by fundamental forces. Beneath the world of light and matter lies the vacuum, and the vast dark secrets that it contains. In the understanding of this vacuum lies the secret of Void Light.' In essence, Void is the Unknown...heh. It's fitting, then, that we have weaponized the unknown, huh?"

Lissa seemed incapable of not smiling at that. "Yeah...Is there any chance that you could teach me how to do that?"

I was about to say no...because honestly, I didn't think it was possible, but Spark beat me to the punch...with an unexpected answer. "Why, yes, it would...although, it would be difficult, as Guardians utilize their link to the Traveler to allow themselves to understand the secrets of the Void. Meaning, it would be simpler if you were to become a Guardian. Even then however, from your abilities, it would be more beneficial if you were to become a Sunsinger Warlock, as it would counteract your..." Spark was definitely trying to avoid calling Lissa 'delicate'. "...Lack of physical durability, since Sunsingers have abilities that boost their defensive capabilities."

"Alright...but...what can Sunsingers do?" she asked.

"They control Solar, or fire and sun-based power," I answered, before reciting, "'The universe is defined by fundamental forces. Energy is carried by quanta, tiny messengers of change. In the understanding of these messengers lies the secret of Solar Light.' Basically, they can control fire and light. To them...well, when it comes to problems...'Sometimes the only answer is to burn it all away.'"

"Ok..." Lissa stated. "So...how do you become a Guardian?" she asked.

"Well, there are two ways: for some, like me, you have to be specifically chosen by the Traveler."

"And the other way?" Lissa asked.

"...You have to die, and a Ghost be nearby to revive you. When you're revived, you're revived as a Guardian."

Lissa's eyes widened, and a little fear was evident on her face. "Ok...I don't wanna die..."

"Yeah, don't know if there're any Ghosts on this world anyways, besides Spark," I stated, "Unless..."

"I'm sorry, Guardian: I am uncertain as well..." I slumped at that.

Before we could say anything else, Chrom called to us, "There it is!" He pointed ahead...and there it was: Ylisstol.

As the others left, Spark sent a message to my HUD...

"Treton Shobek and Lissa attained support level C."

'...Really, Spark? Is that really necessary?'

'I felt it would make your experience a little more...errr...authentic, if you will...'

'How can you even...you know, why bother?' With that, I sped ahead so Lissa and I could catch up with the others.

As we entered the city, I got a good look around: it was a might bit smaller than the 'cities' I've seen, but it was by no means 'tiny'...If anything, I could easily call it a 'Medieval New York'. There were people all through the streets, and stalls everywhere. I had Ghost moving to map out the city: should be useful at some point, like when I want to go buy something.

"So this is Ylisstol, capital of Ylisse," Robin said aloud, sounding slightly awed, "I've never seen so many people."

"I have...but still, considering the world, it's impressive..." I stated...

"What do you...oh, right, guy from another world..." Robin stated.

"It appears the capital was spared the chaos we encountered, thank the gods," Frederick sighed with relief, "I see no signs of the great quake. It must've been limited to the forest."

"Well, that's a relief," Lissa commented.

Just then, an old voice yelled out, "Look! The Exalt has come to see us!"

And there, I saw Emmeryn...Well, the self-insert fanfics I've read before have all said it before, but I'll just say it again for redundancy's sake: the games to not do her justice. She's much more radiant in the flesh than as an image in a game.

"The Exalt is your ruler, yes?" Robin asked.

"Yes," Frederick replied, "Her name is Lady Emmeryn."

"Is it safe for her to walk among commoners like this?" Robin asked.

I snickered. "She has a security escort, it seems, and I don't think this world's assassins have sniper rifles, yet," I commented between snickers.

"A fair point," Frederick stated, "And besides, the Exalt is a symbol of peace - Ylisse's most prized quality. Long ago, at the dawn of our age, the fell dragon tried to destroy the world. But the first exalt joined forces with the divine dragon and laid the beast low. Exalt Emmeryn reminds us all of the peace we fought for then."

"I take it that's gonna be needed...you know...with Plegia playing with their fire ant-covered poking stick pointed in Ylisse's direction?" I asked, half-jocularly.

"It will be needed..." Chrom replied, seemingly catching the jist of the joke, "She's a calming presence, when some might otherwise call for war."

"Then the Ylissean people are indeed lucky to have her," Robin stated.

"Damned right they are..." I added.

Alright, if I'm right...Three...Two...One-"She's also the best big sister anyone could ask for!" Right on the money again! I mean, why the hell have I not gone off-rails with the story yet? You know...minus the whole 'Me being the Uncle of Lucina' thing, but that hardly qualifies as 'off-rails'...

"Yes, I imagine she-Wait, what? She's you...But wouldn't that make you and Chrom..."

"The prince and princess of the realm, yes. You remember Chrom's name and not this?" Frederick teased.

"It's not that hard to put together," I stated, snickering.

"Out of curiosity, how did you already know about this?" Chrom asked me.

I shrugged. I couldn't very well tell him 'Oh, I knew because this is all a video game back in my world'...that would open a whole can of worms...once I successfully explained to them what a 'video game' was..."I'm sure I said I knew about this world before coming here, that's why I was chosen by the Traveler to come here..."

"You said you were 'shepherds'!" Robin sputtered, trying to justify her blunder.

Chrom laughed a little. "And so we are...in a manner of speaking. We just have a lot of sheep."

"C-Chrom...I mean Prince Chrom! Sire! Forgive my dreadful manners!" I had to restrain myself fully to prevent from bursting out in laughter at Robin's feeble attempts to salvage her situation...efforts I know that are totally unnecessary...

...Which is proven, when Chrom says, smiling, "Just Chrom is fine. I've never been much for formalities." I almost fell to the ground laughing at that.

"The prince and princess...That explains why Fredericks tolerates all the teasing, eh?" With that, I almost lost it...

"Indeed. Oh, the sacrifices I make for the good of the realm."

...And I lost it...

It took a good few minutes for Spark to snap me out of my laughing fit, with the others in the group looking at me weirdly...then again, I'm on the ground laughing hard I could barely breath, so why wouldn't they be? Once I finally got up, I said, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, this whole thing...is just so damned hilarious..."

Lissa seemed to giggle at me because of this, both Robin and Chrom were chuckling, and...unamused Fred is unamused. Go Figure...

Once he was done chuckling, Chrom stated, "Well, now that we have confirmation that the Voidwalker isn't a cold, heartless, man, it looks like Emm is returning to the palace. Would you like to meet her?"

We both nodded and we walked off, towards the palace.

ORIGINAL A/N: Well, that took longer than expected...still, I got it done...Still, looks like our Guardian's interference has already caused some changes. Why does Lucina have a Hand Cannon? How does she know how to use it? Does it have to do with Treton being her uncle? FIND OUT IN THE FUTURE! ON! GUARDIAN AWAKENING!

NEW A/N: Well, that's that...see ya next chapter...