I found out I could make one of my often used child unit inherit Galeforce- but I already recruited him. I'm restarting. I'm also on Chapter 24: Awakening. Yippee
Ok, I seriously have no idea why I decided to rant like that… but I should probably get on with this rewrite based on red lilies's advice. Also, if the last two chapters sucked, please tell me, so I can fix it. That part was all original stuff, so I wasn't building on or revising a chapter, I was replacing it. Also, please tell me if Stahl becomes OOC beyond recognition.
Disclaimer: I refuse to put the disclaimer that says that under all circumstances, I don't own Fire Emblem.
-OrpheusEx
P.S. Sorry about posting late, by the way. Believe it or not, I actually had an idea of making Stahl not Leon's dad… (Lots of beer for future Sarah) but I decided to not make this fanfic too crazy. No need to try to confuse people…
"What." Stahl was looking at the three of us. It almost looked like we completely blown away his ability to comprehend information.
Twenty minutes ago…
"…and he's your son from the future."
Forty minutes ago…
"…we come from another reality…"
An hour ago…
"…your life is entertainment for teenagers…" That rather blunt line awarded me with my sister's right hook.
An hour and twenty minutes ago…
"…and that's how the Fell Dragon plans to destroy all of Ylisse…"
An hour and forty minutes ago…
"…our memory isn't quite whole…"
Two hours ago…
"Just tell me the truth, please. And don't make anything up." Stahl looked annoyed and tired, after trying to weasel out the truth for a good half hour.
"Well… okay, if you insist… it'll be hard to explain, though… and the truth ain't that believable…" Sarah was hesitant to speak the truth, as were Leon and I.
"Try me."
Now…
"What." Stahl was utterly confused. He hadn't said a word during the two hours, except for a repeated "what." He said it 24 times, in fact.
I… I don't really know why I counted…
Well, maybe his reaction was justified, as we did just drop the biggest fricken mind bomb on him that we could find. Then bombarded him with mental nukes. And riddled him with metaphoric bullets. Lots of mind dakka*.
"It's the truth, Stah-" Sarah began talking again.
"I know that. That's why I'm confused. This is… this is a tale believed only by fools… and yet… yet you three weren't hiding anything… on the contrary, you three were sharing everything…" Stahl looked like he had the biggest headache ever. He leaned backwards, propping himself up using the wall.
An awkward silence hung in the room.
"…please don't tell anyone about this, dad… everything turns out mostly fine in the end, so…" Me and my sister raised an eyebrow at 'mostly,' but ignored it for the time being.
"…okay." Stahl still looked uncomfortable with calling him his son.
Leon smiled, while Sarah sat next to Stahl, gesturing for us to leave. We opened the wood door and left, walking down the hall to the rest of the bedrooms. Leon managed to convince Flavia and Chrom into joining the Shepards, so his room was adjacent to mine.
We walked in silence. The clip-clap of our shoes echoed throughout the hall.
"…Leon?" My… erm… nephew looked up.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"When you said things turn out mostly all right…" He bore a pained expression.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Dan… but I don't really know myself. In my time, you guys seemed… heartbroken when you tried discussing the worse parts of your trip… You two never managed to tell me them…" What.
"That bad… huh?" He nodded.
Clip. Clap. Clip. Clap.
Night fell, and the Shepards gathered together in the dining hall. The Feroxi servants laid out roasted turkey, goose, and beef. Some corn and potatoes were off to the side as well.
As I walked in the room, I could see Chrom limping in, Sumia helping him stand. He wore bandages around his midsection, thigh, and forearm.
Ouch. It looked quite painful. I walked over to the pair.
"Hey Chrom, you alright?"
"Sure- urgh…" He started to keel over, before Sumia managed to catch his fall, stretching her arm out.
"Captain! C'mon, sit down. You definitely aren't all right!" Concerned, Sumia helped a limping Chrom sit down at a small table with four chairs. We each sat in one, while I laid my generous serving of turkey and loose corn on it. Sumia rushed off to the main dining table to get food for her and her future husband.
"…so, um… thanks for letting Leon join the team, Chrom." I wasn't even sure if he heard me, honestly. His upper torso was leaning over, and his head hung rather limply, blocking his eyes. The bandaged mess wrapped around him certainly didn't help his image of health.
"…welcome." He winced at the word, pained by the effort in saying it.
"Chrom, how many times did Raimi attack you?"
"Maybe… maybe a half-dozen times… Lissa gave me a lot of Vulneraries…"
Naga. Wow. Maybe Sarah was right with that whole b- (cue very convenient and loud sound) thing. I should really get over to that b- *crash shatter* and give her a piece of my- oh look.
Sumia was shoving a large pie into Raimi's face.
What.
*Dakka- a reference to the sound a machine gun makes
I blame tv tropes for my utilization of that term. Also, I don't know why I keep on censoring b- (cue loud sound) despite rating this fanfic T…
-OrpheusEx