Despite the animosity between Robin, Severa, Morgan, and the Shepherds, they still gathered under Chrom's leadership for the final strike against Validar. Though Severa had the distinct feeling that after this, that would be it. 'Father…'
Chrom and Robin were fighting off Validar, while the rest were left to deal with a combination of Risen and Grimleals. There were moments when Severa just felt like tossing her sword aside and leaving, but she had to keep pushing. 'Father will be here soon.'
That hope dwindled as more and more of the Risen and Grimleals died, but he didn't show. "I-Impossible!" Validar's death scream echoed through the chamber.
"We… did it." Chrom smiled.
"Father!" A very familiar and annoying voice echoed through the chamber as Lucina dashed towards Chrom.
A buzz of magic filled the air, "Lucina? Where have you been?" He brings her into a hug, "Where is…"
"We need to leave, now! He's here." She looks panicked. "Gr…" She gasps in pain.
"You only escaped because I let you." Grima-Robin enters the room.
"Robin? But…" Chrom looked from Robin to Robin.
"Oy! What the hell is going on?" Sully asked.
"A duplicate?" Miriel starts, "Or a future version?"
Father clicks his tongue as a powerful magic enters the room, "Just a concerned father." His voice booms, "Someone looking to even the score." He lazily points at the Exalt and the future princess. "Starting with you two."
"Robin?" Chrom steals a glance at his Tactician.
The man glares at him, "'Twould be best not to let a wolf into the flock'." He smirks. "But in this case, I suppose a 'wolf' would be a 'dragon'."
He draws his Falchion, "We fought to stop this. Come on, you broke free before."
Robin's eyes flash red, "Chrom… I can't break free if I let it happen, now can I?"
Grima-Robin nods, "I love how this all turned out and I feel as I should thank you, Lucina." He mock-bows, "You played right into my hands."
"Wh-what?" She recoils.
His smile is wicked, "I let Grima in, because I told my daughter I would do anything to secure her happiness. So, that is what I did. I let you and the others get away." He pauses, "But, I needed to make sure you asked Naga to go back in time, so I slowly started picking the Shepherds off, until Tiki brought it up." The room is filled with silence.
"We will stop you." Chrom declares.
"Stop me from what?" He glances around the room, "What if I were to tell you that I have no interest in destroying the world? That the Grimleal perverted from their original purpose?"
"I would call you a liar."
Grima-Robin laughs, "I assure you, I don't. I only wanted those of Naga blood dead…" He trails off. "Did you know that Naga had a lover at one point? A dragon she abandoned when he fell to the madness that all Manakete eventually suffer?" He takes a few steps, "And that this specific dragon's name is Grima?"
"Naga is…" Lucina starts.
"Caring? Kind? She could have spared me, but she chose not to." He snarls, "And now? Now, I will erase the rest of the 'Exalted' bloodline… and that is it." The tension seems to fade, "Because after all the wielders of the Falchion are dead, I will have all the time I need to take the rest of the Naga worshipers out." His hand glow with a purple magic, "And I know just the people to take you two down."
Lucina and Chrom gasp as they kneel over from a sudden wave of Dark Magic. "Chrom!" A number of people shout, but the wall of fire returns.
"Robin… Severa…" The Fell Dragon nearly sings, "I have some presents for you…" Severa smirks as she harmlessly passes through the fire, with Morgan, Henry, Nowi, and Tharja close behind.
"S-Severa?" Lucina pants as the red-hair brings her Levin Sword to her neck.
The future princess gasps as Severa jerks her head up to meet the red hair's, "I have waited a long time for this." Severa slowly pushes her sword at Lucina's chest. "And it is so worth it." Severa can hear protests from the other Shepherds, but to her? The only two people in this room are her and Lucina. She can tell the future princess is trying to break free of the magical bonds that have her immobilized… and the fear in her eyes.
"Daughter?" Grima-Robin asks.
"I want her to suffer." Severa pulls the sword away, "A quick death isn't good enough." She looks at him for his approval. Robin, too, has hesitated, though he was probably waiting for Severa.
And the Fell Dragon nods, "Very well."
The red-hair yanks Lucina up, "And it will be months before I am finished with you… I have a lot of scars to make." She pushes her down on the ground.
"Shepherds." Grima turns towards the group, "Whether you want to believe it or not, I have no intention of ending the world, just those devoted to Naga. Leave, and I will not bother you. Get in the way of my plans, and I will end you."
"We… will," Chrom gasps as Robin hits him with the pommel of his sword.
"Henry," Grima-Robin says.
"Yes, sir!" The Dark Mage smiles.
"Put his Falchion in a similar position as Lucina's."
"Consider it done…" He walks up to the Exalt, "Sorry Exalt, I'm going to have to borrow this," Chrom struggled once more as the Grimleal unsheathed his blade, "Ooo, this could be considered a honeymoon." He turns towards Nowi, "A romantic flight across the sea." Henry takes the Falchion and leaves with his wife.
Severa glanced past the wall of fire to see that a number of Shepherds have seem to left, though whether it is from pure stubbornness or the fool's notion she could save him, Cordelia is one of the few who stayed. Tears freely roll down the woman's eyes, "Did you want to join him, Cordelia?" Grima-Robin asks. The Pegasus Knight startles, she was clearly in a trance, "I'll gladly give you a room with him." Severa smirks, 'Ah, he knew this would happen… which was why he didn't push Robin and me to kill them.'
"Don't listen to him!" Chrom shouts, but he finds his voice smaller, quieter.
"I can even arrange it so you can give yourself to him, like you always wanted." The Fell Dragon continues. Cordelia looks at the exit, then back to Chrom, she is the only Shepherd remaining, 'Idiot.' Her grip on her lance falters and she dismounts from her Pegasus. "Just like I thought." He whispers to his family.
The wall of flames dissipate as she runs towards the Exalt, her lance has since been tossed away. "Damnit, Cordelia…" Chrom says.
"Dense as always, Chrom." Grima shakes his head, "She has always been like this for you. Ready to throw the world away if it means being with you." The Fell Dragon holds up his hand before Cordelia actually pounces on him, "Down that hallway, third door on your right." He says like he is an innkeeper, "You'll find 'things' to smooth out the process in the drawers. Have fun."
Tharja laughs, "Dark Magic is a wonderful tool." She is grinning like a madwoman, 'Oh, so Cordelia is under a hex, too.'
"Father!" Lucina shouts as he is forced to go with Cordelia.
"Oh no," Lucina hisses as Severa slices into the woman's arm with her Levin Sword, the electricity causing the wound to cauterize on the spot, "The only one you should be worried about here is me."
"Same hallway, second door on your right." Grima-Robin speaks up again, "You'll find a large number of Tonics in the room," He glances over at Lucina, "Tonics I had stolen from the villages in our time." His gaze returns to Severa, "I will also have Risen ready with staves." He then flashes a wicked smile, "The walls are also a bit… thinner than the rest, so make sure you scream extra loudly for your father, Lucina…"
And with that, Severa forces the future princess to her feet, "Come on," She smirks as Lucina is forced to move, "We have a lot of time to catch up on."
Severa was right, all she really needed was her family… well, it helps she gets to have her fun with Lucina, 'But even that will get old eventually.' And after she is dead, then Severa will spend the rest of her time with her family. She takes a glance at Lucina and relishes in the pure dread on her face. "S-Severa…?" She whines.
The door opens and Severa tosses her on the bed, 'A bed that will be stained with her blood by the end of it.' A flair of magic enters the room as the future princess lands on it, 'An immobilization spell just for her.' She sheathes her Levin sword and grabs her father's dagger, the one she used on herself for the longest time. "The arms, first?" She comments as she climbs on the bed.
Severa gently moves the arm up as she places the weapon next to her shoulder, "Cut number one…" She nearly sings as the knife bites through both her outfit and her skin, it is rather shallow to start off with and all she gets is a whimper. She moves it slightly over and starts the next one, a little deeper. Lucina bites her lip in an attempt to keep herself quiet. "Don't close your mouth." Severa snarls, before stabbing through the woman's hand.
"Ahh!" Came the scream, 'Much better.' She starts on the next one and is rewarded with cries for help. 'Beautiful.' The third one comes and she can tell the woman is losing her ground.
"Don't worry, we'll build up that stamina, too." She wipes the blade clean and grabs one of the many tonics and seals the wounds. She pauses as she looks her over, "Though, I can think of something else to do while we wait for you to recover…" She flinches as she hears a particularly loud moan from Cordelia.
"Severa, please…" She weakly protests. "Don't." Lucina whimpers as Severa crawls up on her, "Don't…" She is silenced by Severa's lips, though the kiss is uncaring.
'And I have all the time in the world…' She smirks as she breaks the kiss and starts traveling across her body, 'Thank you, Father. This is so worth the wait.'