A/N: Once again, thanks to everyone that's keeping up with this. OC's are being added to the mix. Each of the sibling characters are gonna take their father's class. So the New Shepherds are standing at 16 instead of 12 right now, as reference. Enjoy. Word Count (1,303)

Chapter 2

The twin-tailed mercenary made her way back into camp, leaving her partner on watch duty. She didn't care though. The half-manakete could handle herself well enough and could easily make it back to camp if there were too many Risen.

She made her way over to the boys' tent. Since the New Shepherds split off before this journey, half in Ylisstol, half here, there should have been four in the tent, but there were only three. There was the green-haired philanderer, Inigo, all curled up with his blanket pulled over top his head. Then there was the half-taguel, Cedar. He looked more human-like than his brother, and was quite the Archer, just like his father. Finally, there was the cobalt-haired Tactician-Prince Morgan, using his mother's old coat as an extra blanket while clinging onto an Elfire tome and his father's legendary sword, the Falchion.

"Hey, Morgan! Wake up!" She shouted, sending everyone in the tent into a panic.

Inigo shot up, struggling to get the blanket off his head so that he could reach his Iron Sword. Cedar reached for the Beaststone that he kept for emergencies while Morgan sprang up drawing Falchion, nearly running Severa through. "Whaissut?" His eyes darted all over the tent and beyond Severa, to what was outside. "Risen?"

"No, you idiot!" Snapped Severa, staring down at the point of the legendary blade, which was only a few inches from her face. "Now put that thing away before you hurt someone!" She said, swatting the blade away. "Gawds."

"Huh?" Morgan looked down at the Falchion, then back to Severa. "Heh, sorry about that." He said while returning the legendary blade to its scabbard. "So what did you-" He noticed that Severa was alone. She shouldn't have been. "Hey! Where's Nah? You two are supposed to be on watch."

Severa only crossed her arms. "Well, Miss Manakete can handle herself for a while, can't she?"

"Severa…" Morgan took his hand and pulled it down across his face. "We pair off for a reason. No matter how strong we are as individuals, we are always better off as a team. Besides, what if she does get hurt?"

"Then why did you let Mikel go?" She muttered to herself.

"Huh?" It was just audible enough for Morgan and the others to pick up. He turned to look at Inigo and Cedar. "Hey, uh… you two mind taking Nah's post for a bit?" He asked them.

Cedar nodded. "Of course." He picked up his Iron Bow and left the tent. Inigo couldn't resist giving Severa a smile. "Why of course, but I will be back for the fair lady when my time-" Severa glared at Inigo which definitely caused him to stop. He hurried out of the tent before she could do anything to him.

Morgan let out a sigh now that the other two were gone. "So what's this really- Ow!" Severa had just slapped him. Morgan brought a hand up to his cheek which was starting to turn red.

"Why did you let him go Morgan?!"

Morgan's eyes drifted to the ground. It had been nearly a week since Mikel left the group to go out on his own and Severa would still not let it go. "We've been over this dozens of times Severa. I didn't just let your brother go. Why would I ever let anyone go off on their own?"

"Admit it, you let him leave! You let my little brother go out on his own, and I may never see him again because of you!" She noticed that Morgan was avoiding her gaze. Her words hurt. He really did try his best to convince Mikel not to go to Plegia. "Hello! Are you even paying attention?"

He looked up at Severa. It was a sight he didn't want to see from her again. Tears were forming in her eyes. He hadn't seen Severa like this since the news of her mother's death years ago. His heart hurt every time he had to see someone suffer like this. The last thing he wanted was for anyone to lose any more family members. "Believe me Severa. I did everything I could. Your brother chose his path. Let us just hope the gods return him to us safe."

"You better hope so, or you won't be." She said, sticking a finger at his chest.

The young royal woke up from his bed expecting another typical day at the palace. While the boy did miss his parents, he just knew that they would be back for him and Lucina any day now. After the boy completed his morning routine, he headed for his door, hoping to get an early start on the day's studies.

One of the last things the boy expected to see was Sir Frederick and his Uncle Vaike to be standing outside his door. It was a welcome surprise for the boy because it meant that his parents were going to be back as well. "Freddy, Uncle Vaike!"

The two turned around to see Morgan with his arms wide expecting a hug from one of them. "Heya, Squirt" Vaike said picking the boy up to give him that hug he wanted. "Glad to see the ol' Vaike back in one piece?" He said, ruffling the boy's cobalt hair.

"Sure am!" The excited boy reached up for a high-five from his uncle, which he got. "So, where are my parents? They are back, right?"

Vaike pulled back a little. "Well they're um… erm… they're…"

Frederick watched as Vaike stuttered, trying to avoid the lad's question. He could not stand this for much longer. The boy would find out sooner or later. He stopped Vaike from going on in circles. "The Exalt and his Queen… are not coming home, Prince Morgan."

The boy looked up at the Great Knight. "What?"

"Your father was betrayed by someone very close to him." The great knight explained, keeping eye contact with the boy.

Tears started forming in the boy's eyes. "But… Daddy's invincible…"

"I'm sorry."

The New Shepherds had set out once again. As per usual, everyone was paired off for the march. Cedar was paired off with Inigo, for reasons concerning how Inigo got along with the women of the group, while Kjelle was paired off with Nah. Morgan was at the head of the group, partnered off with Gerome's younger sister, Aura. Aura, like her father, was a Wind Mage, yet people always said how much like her mother she looked. Severa though, stayed to the rear of the group, trying to avoid everyone after what had happened between her and Morgan earlier that morning. "She'll be over it."

"Huh?" Morgan looked to his left to see Aura looking right at him. "Oh, you mean Severa…"

"Don't beat yourself up Morgan. We won't last long without our leader." He looked down as she said this to him. "I know it must be a lot of pressure, but you manage to deal with all of it so well. It'll all work out. Now give us one of those typical "Morgan Smiles" that we all know and love."

He needed those words of support. The whole Severa ordeal had left him feeling drained. His head picked back up. "Heh, you always know what to say, don't you? Besides, we have some resistance groups to meet with."

"Gotcha. The "Morgan Smile" is back." She poked at Morgan's face, causing his grin to widen.

It took the group a few more hours of marching, and one small skirmish with Risen, before reaching their destination of the rebel camp. Morgan was able to explain to the sentries their reason for coming and were let right in, even earning a tour. Though their mission here was not yet over, they earned this opportunity to rest.

A/N: Thank you, if you made it this far. I'm probably gonna make these flashbacks a regular thing. Everyone enjoys backstory, right? And each chapter will switch between Lucina and Morgan, if it hasn't become apparent by this point. Be sure to leave a review. :D