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Allan's POV

I wake with a start. Where the fuck am I? Where is Lady Robin? The events of the fight come ramming in and I wince. Fuck, I feel like I got ran over by a cart. Hmm. Roy. I wonder what is his real name. I doubt his name is actually Roy, unless his parents are huge history nerds. Wait a minute… Roy has the fire battlemage staff, doesn't he. That means he came from the future, since I have the fire staff right now. Goddammit, I need to apprehend him before he escapes. I try to get up, but my right arm doesn't respond. I look at the right side, only to find out that I don't possess my right arm. Right… That fucker burned off my dominate hand. Goddammit. Another reason to kill him. I get up, only to find that my legs don't work, as I plop down onto the cold floor.

"Are you ok?" Sumia must have heard my fall, because she came running in.

"I'm fine. What happened?" I ask her as she helps me back onto the bed. She puts her hand on her chin in a thinking pose.

"Well, you have been out for three days." She starts.

"I WAS OUT FOR THREE DAYS?" I shout, and Sumia gives me a glare for interrupting her. I shut up.

"As I said, you were unconscious for three days, leaving the healers enough time to go with the painful healing of your wounds. Although they couldn't fix your… you know what." She motions to my missing arm.

"I know. Damn. How am I supposed to protect Lady Robin now?" I ask frustrated.

"Oh about that…" Sumia looks down nervously. I motion her to continue. "You are issued by Robin, and the Ylissean Exalt to be out of all battles until you reach Ylisstol."

"WHAT?" I shout. "Who's going to protect Lady Robin? What if she gets hit? What if she doesn't have a partner? What if…" I would have continued talking if it wasn't for the fact that Sumia lock my lips with her hands.

"I am her temporary partner, until you get better. It will be somewhat safer, since she will be in the air." She explains.

"What if there are archers? What if you and Robin both get hurt? Who's going to help both of you?" I start feeling sick.

"Allan, do you trust me?" She has a serious face on.

"Of course!" was my immediate answer.

"Then trust me in saying nothing bad will happen." Her whole face lit up and she looks beautiful. The moment is lost when Montana and Robin walk past my room, see that I'm awake, and then bearhug me.

"You from Valm or something? Lon'qu sounds very foreign." I ask our newest recruit. (I remember that they added honorifics to the names there. Would you prefer I call you Lon'qu-san?"

"It's been a long time since I heard that name. I almost didn't recognize that name. Although that is my birthplace, Ferox is my home." Lon'qu reply.

"I hear you." I nod as I clink glasses with Lon'qu and resume drinking ale. My glass is a special enchanted glass, which is always filled with a drink of my choice, currently ale. Lissa comes over and Lon'qu scoots away from her quickly. She laughs but focuses her eyes at me.

"How are you doing?" She questions sympathetically.

"The whole one arm only is still throwing me off. Can't fight with my left right now, I need some training. Never would I thought I would lose an arm to Hell Fire. Also, I'm a bit anxious about any bandit threats. I hope that Lady Robin doesn't get get hit." I reply, as I drink another glass.

"You ok there bud? Never thought that I would see you drink like this. I didn't think you actually drink. Where the hell did you get this much anyways?" Lissa looks concerned, but I wave it off. My mind starts getting a little hazy.

"It's alright. I don't always drink, but right now, I think that I need to drink my sorrows away." I laugh and almost fell down. I'm having trouble thinking, but I still drink. "I don't know where I found all this ale, but look! It magically appeared with this neverending cup of sweet nectar!"

"I'm needed somewhere, but I will send a person here to watch you. We don't need any misfired spells of your caliber here." She says concerned.

"You don't have to. I gave my staff to Lady Robin if she needs it." My words gets a little slurred. I wave her off, and Lissa walks away.

After a couple more mugs, my head starts feeling clouded and my vision gets worse.

"Holy shit Allan! What are you doing?" Sumia shouts as she runs towards me.

"You know, drinking problems away. Never thought I would be crippled like this." I slur. Sumia grabs my left arm and hoists me up.

"I think you need to stop drinking, and y=get some sleep." Sumia whispers.

"You know you are very pretty. I got a very pretty girl carrying me right now!" I sing as she drags me along.

Sumia's POV

Wow, Allan is surprising light for a person who beats Frederick in strength and endurance. Allan starts singing again while I drag him. Maybe we can get to his tent faster if I carry him. I hoist him on my shoulder. He is lighter than I thought. Where did you get all this strength?

"Sumia, you are the best person ever!" Allan sings on my shoulder.

"Be quiet you. You're drunk. You don't know what you are saying." I reply with a slight blush on my face. He's either been drinking a lot, or he is extremely lightweight.

"Buts it's true!" Allan drags out the 'e'. He calms down and I arrive at his tent. His two teammates, Robin and Montana, are nowhere to be seen. I let Allan down, and he totters forward and falls into his bed.

"You know, I lied about not liking someone." He admits. Drunk Allan is a lot more talkative it seems.

"Really? Why did you lie to me?" I ask him. I feel terrible for exploiting his weakness, but the curious side overrides that feeling.

"It's because you know this person. I have a crush on this girl, but she likes someone else!" He sings drunkenly.

"Oh, that's horrible!" I exclaim horrified. This is starting to look like that book I read yesterday! Adam loved Harley, but Harley loved John, so Adam killed himself! I hope that Allan won't end up like that! "Did you tell her about your feelings?"

"Nah, she had this crush on another person for a while. I just met her! I have no chance. At least Lady Robin can find love!" I sings, before he closes his eyes and falls asleep.

"You know Allan, you are one of my friends. I will help you get this woman." I promise Allan, who snores in response. I walk out the tent and Robin stands outside, confused.

"What are you doing in my tent, Sumia? You don't really come around here often." Robin asks.

"Allan got drunk and I decided to carry him back, before he makes a fool of himself." I explain, and Robin looks concerned.

"Allan got drunk? Oh Naga, Allan doesn't drink too much. He really isn't taking the whole no-right-arm thing very well is he?" Robin facepalms. "Thank you for the help Sumia."

"Oh it's not a big deal. Friends help each other, don't they?" I shuffle my feet in embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm glad you two are friends. You are probably the only person he gets along with this group of people. He doesn't socialize much. He rather spend his time reading. Night Sumia!" Robin ducks into the tent. Hmm. Allan likes to read? Maybe I should lend him some books. I walk to my tent for the night.

"I'm sorry for your loss of arm." Emmeryn says while bowing down to an embarrassed Allan.

"It's nothing. I will probably lose it anyways in that battle." Allan replies, looking around with a slight blush.

"You didn't have to do it anyways. This war has nothing to do with you." Emmeryn looks down in shame. "It's all my fault that you lost your arm."

Suddenly, she stands up, scaring Allan and me. She starts pacing, walking around in circles, mumbling to herself. I share a confused look with Allan, and Chrom looks concerned.

"Is everything ok, Emm?" Chrom asks.

"Chrom, I need you right now. Allan and Robin, follow me." Emmeryn orders, then walks down the hallway. The three of us called, share more confused looks, then follow her. After ten minutes of walking down hallways, and stairs, we finally reach a metal door. The door has a weird slit in the middle. What the hell is this place? Chrom finally looks like he understands, and his face morphs into a serious one.

"Are you sure about this, sister?" He questions Emmeryn, who nods. Chrom takes his sword, and stabs it into the slit of the door. Falchion glows in the slit, and glowing lines run through the metal door. With a grunt, Chrom twists the swords, and the door swings inward, revealing a room full of broken swords and other precious heirlooms. Emmeryn ushers us in, and closes the door. Emmeryn starts picking up the heirlooms, and moves them, and with uncertain looks, Chrom and I begin to help. Allan, with his only one hand, stands frustrated on the side. Emmeryn gives a shout of success, when she pulls out a METAL RIGHT ARM!

"What is Grima's name is that?" Allan asks our unsaid question.

"Long ago, a blacksmith who lived in King Marth's time, dreamed that the Holy Dragon Naga told him to build a metal arm for the lightning battlemage, who lost an arm for this kingdom. Without the arm, Ylisse will fall. It took his entire life, but he did it. This arm is also blessed with Naga's magic, only allowing a specific lightning battlemage to use it. It is said that the arm will connect with the user instantly, if the person is the chosen one." Emmeryn explains.

"This honestly sounds like pegasus dung, but we might as well try, I guess." Allan walks over. "I swear that I will get some kind of virus if it connects. I'm honestly surprised the arm hasn't rusted yet. Robin, can I have my staff?"

I give Allan the staff, and the staff suddenly starts sparking, and lightning surges through it, into the arm, creating a link in between them. Allan raises his eyebrow, but doesn't say anything. The arm slowly floats out of Emmeryn's grasp, and launches itself and buries into the stub of Allan's shoulder. With a shout of surprised pain, Allan falls over, and a small lightning dome covers it. After a minutes, the dome starts caving in, into the metal arm that is now connected to Allan. When the lightning is gone, Allan flexes his metal arm.

"By Grima's bright red ass, this is chaotic silver! Where the fuck did the blacksmith get chaotic silver?" Allan's eyes widen.

"What's chaotic silver?" Chrom asks.

"It's metal created by the true Gods. It's 'creative' metal, and it can assume different shapes." Allan explains, and the arm twists into a metal sword, then into a lance, and into a cannon, and finally back into his arm. "The staff merged with the arm, and now, this arm is under my control. I'm gonna have fun with this!"

Allan turns to Emmeryn and bows. "Thank you Exalt for this gift. How can I ever repay you?" He asks.

"Why must I be rewarded, if it is my fault you lost your arm to begin with? If anything, I have not thanked you enough." Emmeryn replies. We walk out the vault, and Chrom grabs his swords and pulls it out of the door. The door stops glowing and we make our way back to the throne room. When we reach the throne room, Phila was waiting anxiously. When she see the royal family, she rushes towards the Exalt.

"Your Grace! M-milord! Lady Robin! Sir Allan! Forgive me, but I bring alarming news!"

"Phila! Slow down, please!" Emmeryn tries to calm her down. "What's happened?"

"Plegian soldiers have been sighted inside our southwest border! They attacked a village in Themis and abducted the duke's daughter."

A/N I have a horrible habit of living things with a cliffhanger. Sorry guys, it kind of just happened. Things are changing guys! For those who haven't read the latest chapter for my PJ story, updates will come faster now as I try to stay with a schedule. I will try to update this story on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, while my other story, The Betrayed Guardian of the Hunt, will be updated on Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday. For those who wonder why Wednesday is full, that's because I will update a new story coming out. It is a side story for my PJ story is about the backstory of Allan, who he is, how he became the last battlemage, his marriage to Artemis, his late daughter Diana, and what you all want to see, the betrayal that separated Allan from Artemis! The first chapter of the story will come out next Wednesday and will be updated once a week. If anyone wants me to do a side story on how This Allan became a battlemage, and how he met Robin. If you want me to do this story, send me a review! Any thoughts, comments, concerns on my schedule? Leave a review or PM me. This will be hard for me to get used to, since writing is a new thing for me, but I will try this new schedule and see how I do. Leave me those sweet reviews!