R.O.F: Sorry for the late update. School and other things kept getting in the way.

T.U.M.S.P.F: If you don't know why this chapter starts off where it is, then check out the last chapter.

R.O.F: Even though it's short AF.

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R.O.F: Roll the tape!

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The shepherds continued to travel in a mountain area, until they all saw four figures. Three of them didn't seem friendly, while one of them was a face that everybody(except Conroy) wanted to see. Maribelle's to be exact.

"Maribelle!" Lissa cried, worried for her friend's safety.

"Lissa! Darling don't fret over me! I'm fine!" Maribelle tried to get the ropes off her wrists but they were tied very proficiently.

A man clad in trickster cloth with a notable crown on his head laughed manically. "Let's get this deal started!"

While Emmeryn and the man spoke, Conroy whispered to Chrom, "Who's that? He's definitely NOT our friend."

Chrom still faced the red-haired trickster, while responding with, "That's the 'Mad King Gangrel'. He's Plegia's king and you're right. He is not our friend."

Conroy stood up straight and stared at the man, now known as Gangrel with hatred in his eyes. Everything seemed to be going well until Gangrel brought up the Fire Emblem. Everyone else had their attention on the exalt, Emmeryn, and the mad king, Gangrel, wondering what was going to happen. Connor had his eyes on the white haired woman next to Gangrel.

"Now give me the Fire Emblem or-" Gangrel's demands were interrupted.

"Who is she?" Connor said, pointing at the white-haired, darker skinned, black clothed woman next to Gangrel. She smirked at the attention she was receiving.

"My name is Aversa. Now listen to our demands and give us the Fire Emblem or the manner less woman dies." Aversa smirked at the tension on Connor's features.

"Unhand me, you gutter-born troglodytes! You're the ones who invaded Ylisse! This trade doesn't make any amount of sense!" Maribelle was worried and angry at the same time.

"See. No manners at all." Aversa continued to smirk, which pissed off Conroy to no end.

"Seeing as you won't give the Fire Emblem to me willingly. I'll have to pry it out of your cold. dead. hands." As Gangrel said this, two Plegian barbarians walked up to Emmeryn with a mission to kill her.

Chrom drew Falchion and killed the first barbarian with ease. Conroy ran up and dodged the second barbarian's horizontal axe swing and he retaliated by slicing the barbarian's head clean off. Even though it was very messy.

"Back off, you heartless beast!" Chrom held Falchion tightly, a scowl on his once calm(ish?) features.

"Who wants to die next!? I'm ready to kill ALL of you!" Conroy pointed his bronze sword outward in a challenging manner, scowl on his features as well.

"Chrom and Conroy, please stop this." Emmeryn gained a sad expression.

Gangrel smirked at his chance to off 'the little blonde brat'. "Those words sound like words of war to me! Kill the blonde brat! NOW!"

Emmeryn, Chrom, Conroy, and Lissa had scared expressions. Connor, however, stayed calm and he noticed a certain figure cast a wind spell, killing the barbarian with ease.

"Hey everybody! I hope I'm not too late!" Ricken had a cheerful expression, despite the situation that Maribelle and him were in. He got the ropes off of Maribelle's wrists.

"Ricken!" Everybody shouted in glee, except for Connor who released a breath he didn't know he was holding.

Aversa walked over to Ricken and Maribelle, a mocking smile on her face. "Aww. The wittle boy thinks he's a hero."

Ricken scowled. "Don't call me a child!" Ricken proceeded to cast an elwind at Aversa, effectively blowing the once mocking woman back.

"Maribelle! Let's go!" Ricken ran down the mountain with Maribelle following.

Connor turned to Chrom. "Chrom! We have to ready the shepherds for battle!" Chrom rsponded with a nod, charging down the mountain with everybody else in tow.

(While the shepherds were preparing for battle)

"Emmeryn stay back with Phila and her pegasus!" Emmeryn was flown off the battlefield with Phila and her pegasus. Conroy turned to his twin brother, waiting for his directions.

"Conroy, you go with Lissa to make sure Ricken and Maribelle are okay. The rest of us will proceed to march up the other side, decimating them from both sides." Connor gave out his plans with no issue, except for Conroy's complaining.

"I don't want to even see that woman! What makes you think that I'm gonna risk my life for her!" Conroy had a 'I'm waiting for a good explanation' look on his face(don't ask me what that looks like).

"You'll do it for Lissa's sake. Won't you?" Connor looked at his twin brother's stiff figure. Connor hit a weak point with that statement.

"Fine. Maybe we might get along one day." Conroy had a forced smile on his face. He charged towards Ricken and Maribelle with Lissa in tow.

"Shepherds! To arms!" Chrom drew Falchion and charged ahead with his group in tow.

(With Conroy and Lissa)

"Where are those two? I just saw them not too long ago." Conroy held his thunder tome at his side, ready to combat any sneaky enemies. "Where are those Plegians at?"

Lissa saw Maribelle, but Ricken was nowhere to be seen. "I see Maribelle! She's over there!"

Conroy turned to see the noble troubadour walked up to the two on her horse. When Conroy and Maribelle's eyes met, the two turned away quickly, seemingly finding the ground and sky interesting. While Lissa and Maribelle expressed their worries about each other, Conroy walked off in search for the red-haired young mage. After some searching, Conroy noticed Ricken fighting off not one, but two wyvern riders. Seeing the boy in danger, Conroy rushed into the fray.

"Hey bastards! Over here!" Conroy put away his thunder tome and drew his bronze sword. "These guys are wielding axes, so that puts me at an advantage."

When both of the wyvern riders turned their mounts to look at Conroy, Ricken took this time to cast a elwind blast at both of the wyverns riders, knocking them off their mounts. The men were sent tumbling down the mountain side. Their ends were messy and brutal.

"Thanks for saving me. What was your name again?" Ricken dusted himself off and walked up to Conroy.

"The name's Conroy. You're Ricken, right?" Conroy put sheathed his bronze sword and pulled out his thunder tome.

Ricken nodded and the pair heard some Plegian soldiers charge towards them. Conroy turned to Ricken and nodded, Ricken doing the same. The pair waited for the soldiers to come to them.

(With Connor and the others)

Connor stabbed a barbarian and then used him as a body shield to guard a dark mage's flux attack. Connor threw the dead barbarian on the unsuspecting dark mage and ran over to them, stabbing the two of them, ending another life. Connor let out a huff.

"Vaike, take out the other dark mage with the assistance of Miriel." Connor pointed at the dark mage. The fore mentioned pair went towards the dark mage.

Connor looked around for more enemies, but he saw Lissa and Maribelle run towards him on Maribelle's mount. "What are you two doing here?"

Lissa hopped off of Maribelle's horse, replying with, "Conroy ran off to find Ricken, who already ran off to distract the Plegian soldiers to protect Maribelle."

Connor inwardly cursed at the situation Conroy and Ricken were in. "Conroy and Ricken, you two better be handling it."

(With Conroy and Ricken)

Conroy grabbed a dark mage's throat from behind. With some struggle, Conroy managed to snap the dark mage's neck. Conroy threw a thunder blast at a barbarian, paralyzing him long enough for Conroy to slice him in half at the waist. Ricken was using his elwind tome to blow the Plegians off the mountain side or knocking them into the mountain's wall. The battle for the duo seemed to be going alright, but time wasn't going to be their friend. Conroy felt his stamina drain from his body and his wounds weren't from the battle at the borders of Ferox weren't helping either. Conroy looked around and noticed a fort for the two of them to hide in.

"Hey Ricken, we have to hide in that fort!" Conroy pointed out the fort to Ricken who took no time to run inside, Conroy in tow.

(With Connor and the others)

Connor noticed a fierce looking wyvern rider order the Plegian dark mage's to bring down a fort. Connor wondered why they tried bring down the fort, but knowing them it wasn't for a good reason.

"Sumia, Sully, Vaike, Chrom, and Lon'qu take down the dark mages while I take down their leader." The mentioned people did as they were ordered by Connor. Connor drew his newly equipped iron sword and charged towards the Plegian group's leader, Orton.

Upon seeing Connor stand in front of him and his wyvern mount, Orton spoke up. "Hey boy! Do you wish to die?"

"No, I wish to see peace." Connor held his iron sword with one hand, the other on his hip.

"Too bad, because you'll never see it!" Orton's wyvern dive bombed at Connor with Orton ready to finish off Connor with his short axe.

Connor dodged the attack with ease and took a vertical swing of his sword, narrowly missing. Orton countered by flying upwards and backwards, then he threw his short axe at Connor. Connor held his iron sword with both hands, ready to knock the thrown short axe back at Orton.

"Wait for the right moment." Connor held his iron sword tighter. When the short axe got close enough... "NOW!"

Connor accurately knocked the short axe right back at Orton. The short flew back faster than it did when he threw it, leaving him no time to dodge it. The short axe sliced him in half from the stomach and up. Orton's disassembled body fell off his mount. Connor walked up to Orton's corpse.

"I'll never see peace with people like you around. Good bye and good riddance." Seeing the rest of the Plegian soldiers retreat, Connor walked inside the fort to see Ricken and Conroy to be inside of it.

"Hey Connor! Nice to see that you did your job!" Conroy put away his thunder tome, Ricken doing the same with his elwind tome. The duo proceeded to walk up the long-haired tactician.

Once the two were within arms reach, Connor punched Conroy in his shoulder. "Once again, you fail to obey orders, you reckless idiot!"

Conroy rubbed his shoulder, wincing. "Well excuse me if Ricken and I took out about the same amount of soldiers y'all did!"

Connor sighed, shaking his head. He walked out of the fort with Conroy and Ricken behind him.

(After the battle)

Lissa and the twins were conversing, until Maribelle showed up. The troubadour seemed to be happy that the princess was alright.

"Thank the gods that my darling Lissa is okay!" Maribelle and Lissa shared a hug.

"We should be worried about you. You were the one who captured after all." Lissa smiled at the fact that her best friend was alright. "It's thanks to these two that you're alright."

Maribelle bowed to the twins, specifically Connor. "My gratitude Connor."

"Aren't you forgetting someone, Maribelle?" Connor gestured towards Conroy who was turned away from the three with his arms crossed and hood on.

Maribelle let out a groan, obviously not content with the idea of thanking him. "You have my gratitude as well, Conroy. Sorry about what happened a few days ago."

Conroy turned to look at Maribelle. "Your welcome and I should be apologizing for my reckless actions that day." Conroy bowed in respect to Maribelle.

"The point is that you're both sorry. Now let's go or the shepherds will leave us behind." Connor joked.

The four of them joined the rest of the shepherds and they were off to the castle of Ylisse to rest. Something was bugging the twins in the back of their minds, but they let it go for now.

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