This chapter is solely dedicated to the future children of the Shepherds! As you can see, this is a paralogue. Anything that happens here his have almost no importance to the story, but hope you enjoy it either way!
Paralogue 1: The Shepherds vs The Justice Cabal? Part 1
"Order! I want order in this tent!"
"Uh, Cynthia? There was no one talki-"
"I said order, Nah!"
Cynthia continued to slam the hammer against the wooden desk, accomplishing her mission in annoying all of her friends present in the war council room. Cynthia looked out to the small audience with a smirk and cleared her throat. "As we are all aware, we have been treated as outcast among our own family! 'Freaks' they call us! Kids, childish children, philanderer, weird poet, suspicious masked man, bubbly airhead, weak thug, short tempered girl, shorty, we have been called everything but a child of Naga! Did we really travel back in time to be talked down upon by our parents and soldiers? Did we travel back in time for them to give us all that green slop and take away our dessert when we didn't eat it? Did we come back in time to not have the right to stay up whenever we wanted?! No! It's time we put our foot down and fight for equal rights!"
There was the pleasant sound of clapping coming from the small crowd, but Cynthia realized it was only Morgan and Owain who seemed to show any reaction. The others, Gerome, Severa, Brady, Inigo and Nah, just sat with either their arms crossed or legs crossed with a blank stare at the girl before them.
"Why ya only blackmail us? Why didn'cha blackmail Lucina, Kjelle, Laurent, Noire, Yarne and Naomi?" Brady asked.
Cynthia grumbled while leaning forward on her elbows and resting her chin in her hands. "Because out of all of you here, I have absolutely no dirt on them… Well, besides Yarne and Noire. I have so much dirt on them that you couldn't clean them even if you scrubbed them with a bar of soap. Plus, I don't want to get them in trouble with their mothers. We all know they can be... I'm still kinda confused on what side Lucina chose since she completely went blank when I mentioned that she could get any wish granted from her parents. As for the other four, I doubt they will join us out of free will. It was a miracle that I found what I did with Gerome." Everyone looked to the wyvern rider who glared daggers at the Pegasus knight, then looked back to Cynthia.
"So, umm, why are we here again?" Severa asked.
Cynthia smirked. "I have come up with a plan to not only show the adults that we are a force to be recon with, but to have fun all at the same time!"
"…And like you told us before, if we refuse, then you will expose our secrets, right?"
Cynthia smiled and nodded. "You catch on fast! But honestly, why would you want to refuse? Don't you want people to stop it with the name calling and poor treatment they give us?"
"No, we just have a bad feeling whatever you have planned will only making everyone treat us worse than they already do." Nah commented.
"That is a possibility, but I'm sure they will have fun with this idea of mine!"
"And exactly what is this idea of yours?" Gerome asked, not really curious in the slightest.
"I'm glad you asked! Now, listen closely because I will only explain things ONCE."
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Everyone, aside from Morgan and Owain, looked to Cynthia with widened mouths in complete shock at what she had just told them. All of them stood in unison and shouted at the Pegasus knight, "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!"
Cynthia, not being fazed by the outburst of her friends, nonchalantly shook her head. "I'm dead serious here. Everything I told you is true and my three double agents out there can tell you the same thing."
"Do you expect us to go along with this crazy plan of yours?" Nah asked with anger in her voice. "What will happen if they take this too seriously?!"
"Then our other agents will bell us out, duh. I'm not stupid enough to make a plan like this and not have a way out of it." Cynthia said as if the situation was nothing.
"And what happens when that doesn't work, huh? What happens if they are not so forgiving?!" Severa joined in.
"Then I'll take all the blame, guys." Cynthia said in a serious tone while crossing her arms. "I'm responsible for this entire setup, so it's only right that I take responsibility for my actions. But I this is all such a big deal. Our parents will most likely just laugh this whole thing off sooner or later and will look back on this as a very special event. We didn't get to do things like this when we were younger, so now is the time to do something with our parents. Don't you guys want to have one fun moment with your parents that they and you guys will never forget?" The whole tent went silent. The once reluctant children that were against the idea were now looking down with a reminiscing stare at the ground.
Everyone sat back slowly in their chairs and waited for the black haired girl to speak again. After a short lull, Inigo raised his hand to get the attention of the Pegasus knight. "Uh, there's one problem in your plan, Cynthia."
Cynthia raised an eyebrow. "And what might that be?"
"The Shepherd's tactician, Matthew. Wouldn't he be a problem somewhere between the mission?"
Cynthia puffed her chest out with pride and replied, "Don't worry about Matthew. Morgan and I have already got a plan for him!"
The crowd looked confused so Morgan stood and explained. "If my memory is correct, something really funny happens when my father drinks even a sip of Chon'sin's sweet wine mixed with painkilling elixir. It will leave him immobilized for the rest of the day for us to carry out our plan." The tactician in training and the Pegasus knight both looked at each other and shared a menacing laugh; leaving everyone else confused and somewhat scared.
...
After going over everyone's jobs, Cynthia, Owain and Morgan head straight for Matthew's tent. He would be alone at this time of day and it was the perfect setting for a nice, refreshing drink. Cynthia poured the elixir into the Chon'sin red wine and gave a thumbs up to Morgan before they entered the tent. As they predicted, Matthew was sitting at his work table writing something down before he looked up from his work and at his daughter and the other two Justice Cabal members that walked in. "Hey, Father!" Morgan greeted with a smile.
Matthew smiled back at his daughter. "Hey, Morgan. Do you guys have some business with me or something?"
Morgan shook her head. "Nothing really. We were just passing by and I thought it would be nice to make you a drink since you have been working so~ hard for the past few days."
Matthew, not expecting any bad intensions, perked up at the idea of a drink. "Actually, I was just getting a little thirsty actually."
Success!
Morgan happily handed over the cup to her father and waited as he brought the cup to his mouth. Much to the trio's horror, the tactician stop just millimeters away from his lips as something triggered his nose. He brought back the cup and looked into it. "Morgan, is there any reason there is elixir in my drink?" Matthew asked while still staring into the cup. The Justice Cabal members all looked away rubbing the back of their necks.
"W-Wow, there's elixir in there? Who would have known?!" Morgan said in a voice that was far too obvious that she was lying. Matthew turned his attention away from the cup and to the three kids with a suspicious scold on his face.
"What exactly are you three up t-"
"Plan B! Grab him!" Cynthia shouted and all three Justice Cabal members bomb rushed the tactician. Matthew was completely taken off guard as Owain held his hands behind his back, while Cynthia and Morgan took the cup from his head and leaned his head back.
"Please forgive us, Uncle!" Owain apologized in advance before Cynthia held the tactician's mouth open and Morgan poured the drink down her father's throat. Once Morgan's father showed signs of him swallowing, every let go and quickly backed away from the tactician. Matthew leaned forward and began cough repeatedly as the drink he was forced to gulp down came back up through his mouth and nose. Once his almost endless coughing period was over, he stood up and looked to the Justice Cabal members with a glare that could stop a flowing river.
"What the hell were you guys trying to do to me?!" Matthew barked at the three kids as he walked up to them. "Do you have ANY idea how much trouble you guys are-" Matthew couldn't get out the rest of what he was about to say as his body went numb and he fell to the ground. Morgan made sure to catch her father before he hit the canvas of the tent and let out a sigh of relief.
"Alright, he should be asleep for about 30 minutes before he wakes back up. The elixir should have done it's job from there."
Cynthia nodded and went to get the unconscious tactician's feet. "Right, we better get him to the infirmary right away." Cynthia smirked as she looked at the unconscious man before her. "Objective one: complete!"
"It would seem that Matthew consumed a mixture of painkilling elixir and some weird red wine we found on his shirt, but aside from that, he will be fine." Libra watched as the two Exalted bloods let out a sigh of relief, while the thief next to them calmly put a lollipop in his mouth.
"What a relief." Said Naomi.
"Can we...see him?" Chrom asked, which made the War Monk hesitate.
"Uh, I don't see why not, but I honestly wouldn't recommend seeing him now."
Chrom looked to the blonde monk in confusion. "Why not?"
"The elixir and red wine has...made Matthew feel a little...different. You can see him but, please…don't make him do anything stupid." The three looked to each other with raised eyebrows and watched as Libra walked off.
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Chrom, Gaius, and Naomi all walked into the infirmary tent. Matthew was sitting up straight looking to the left of the tent with a completely blank expression. They immediately pointed out that the tactician didn't notice that they'd entered the tent since he didn't move a muscle of the noise they made while walking in. The trio slowly walked up to the tactician till they were on the opposite side of where he was looking.
"Hey, Matthew. You okay?" Chrom asked, but the tactician didn't reply, nor did he look in their direction. Chrom raised an eye brow and spoke again. "Matthew?" The blue head reached out and waved a hand in the tactician's face. When he put his hand back to his side he saw Matthew slowly turn his head toward the three with the same blank expression. His brown eyes stared intensely at the blue head who looked back to him in worry.
There was a brief moment of silence until Gaius finally spoke. "Hey bubbles. You alright? You look kinda...out of it." Matthew slowly and creepily turned his head toward the thief. He stared at the redhead for another short period of time before he finally spoke; his voice was cool and calm, like it was floating with the wind.
"I feeeel cooool bro." Chrom and Gaius looked to each other, both showing a hint of worry and confusion. Meanwhile Matthew began evaluating his hand. Turning it side to side as if it was his first time seeing it.
Naomi finally spoke up from the silence. "Ummm, Father? Are you sure you're ok-"
"Hey guys." Matthew interrupted in his cool tone. "Did you guys know we had five fingeeeers? I always knew we had five, but bro, we have FIVE!" Gaius tried to control his laugher by putting a hand over his mouth. Chrom and Naomi, on the other hand, looked to Matthew in concern. Was this what Libra meant when they said he would be different?
Chrom decided the best course of action was to go along with whatever the tactician said. "Yes, Matthew. I knew we had five fingers." Matthew's cool expression dropped and curled into rage as he turned to his best friend.
"You knew and you never told me Chrom?!" He yelled which startled the Exalt.
"U-Ummm...well-" Chrom scratched the back of his head trying to think of an excuse, but none came to him.
Matthew's rage left as fast as it appeared and his calm, cool expression returned. "And here I thought we were friends, Chrom..." This conversation wasn't getting any better for the Exalt. Gaius was laugh next to him, and his best friend was accusing him of…something. The best was out of this was to distract his friend from the current situation and escape while he could.
"H-Hey! Look!" Chrom pointed to Matthew's other arm. Luckily for him, the tactician turned his attention to where Chrom pointed. "You have five fingers on the other hand too!" Matthew picked up his other hand and evaluated it up and down, then looked back to Chrom.
"Duh, Chrom. Of course I have five fingers. Are you, like, stupid or something?" …What… Chrom's eye twitched at the obvious "are you stupid" part and it was now truly boiling his blood. Not only was Gaius bent over with one hand over his mouth and the other holding his stomach as if his guts would fall out if he didn't keep them in, but now Naomi was laugh at him as well. The giggling thief and young dark mage did not make the Exalt feel better at all.
"I think we should leave him alone for now." …That surprisingly shut the thief up. Gaius stopped immediately and looked to Chrom.
"Sorry, Blue, but it's time that I had some fun with our friend here." Gaius looked to the tactician who was now biting down softly on his left fingers. Why? Only Naga knew.
"Hey, Bubbles?" The tactician looked to the redhead with his fingers still in his mouth. "Did you know that if you pick a hair off the tail of Cordelia's Pegasus it will give you WINGS?" Chrom tried to say something before this went too far, but was quickly silenced by Naomi who covered his mouth with her hand. Gaius gave the young dark mage a thumbs up at the action. Meanwhile Matthew's face lit up at the obvious lie.
"Weewly?" He asked with sparkles in his eyes and a mouth full of his own fingers.
Gaius nodded. "Yep. How do you think Nowi got her wings?"
Matthew thought about it for a moment and said, "...Wi waways wothered how Wowi had wiwngs but I dwidn't...will it willy work wight away?"
Somehow Gaius understood what the tactician said and nodded. "Yes it will, Bubbles, but it will only work if you do it right now."
Matthew didn't waste any time throwing the sheets that covered his legs off the cot and to the floor, then kicking his feet out of the cot and to the floor. He tried standing up, but found it to be quite a monumental task as his legs began shaking and he held on to the sides of the cot for dear life. Gaius tried to offer a hand, but the tactician refused and said, "Hold up! I...Can do this." The tactician stood while holding the bed for a good 30 seconds. Then suddenly started doing slow squats that mostly didn't even get half way to the ground. "Alright… Dooooooooown up. Doooooooooooooooooooown up!... Dooooooown up!... Downup! Dooooooooooooown... Up!"
There was a short lull, well, would have been if not for the thief and young dark mage's cackling, then Matthew took his first step. Unfortunately, he didn't get to take an actual step as the heel of his foot slid in front of him and his body slowly descended to the ground; hitting the canvas of the tent with a soft "thump".
"Oooohh nooooooo." Matthew cried. "Guys, tactician down. I repeat, tactician."
The Walls of Jericho were torn down and a river of laugher exploded from the thief and dark mage's mouths. The scene was like watching a baby trying to take their first step, but completely failing and falling to the grown on their bottom. The only difference would be now it's an adult and it was actually a lot funnier than sadly watching the toddler fail.
The tactician now laid motionless on the ground with his right leg extended out straight and his left leg resting underneath him. It looked uncomfortable for anyone witnessing the scene, but oddly hilarious to…these two. While the dark mage was laughing, Chrom managed to break free from her hand on his mouth and quickly kneeled down next to his friend.
Matthew now looked to his friend through squinted eyes and smiled. "Hey, Chrom. When did you get here?"
"Wha-I've been here the entire time!"
"Whaaaa, really? You need to speak up more or you'll end up like Minerva… I don't know how we always seem to lose that guy. It's like, he's God or something." Matthew commented which earned him a grunt from the Exalt as he grabbed the tactician's arm. "Chroooooooooom, you have to be more gentle when picking up a man… speaking of which, I think I lost my legs in that fall."
Chrom rolled his eyes and replied, "It's alright, Matthew. I'll help you up right away." Chrom took the tactician's arm and placed it around his shoulders. "On the count of 3, okay?"
"Oh, oh, I wanna count." Matthew volunteered in a somewhat exciting voice.
"Uuuhhh, sure?"
"Okay, okay….okay…One…Two…Three! Wwweeeeeeeeeeehh..." Matthew squealed softly in glee as the Exalt helped him off the ground and onto his feet. "Wait, Chrom. I think we gotta do that again. I don't think I was fully ready."
Chrom shook his head. "No, that's enough playing around. Time to get back in bed." The Exalt felt a little off from the way he was talking to his friend. He felt like he was scolding a child instead of a high ranking officer of war, but desperate times calls for desperate measures, right? Unfortunately, the tactician did not comply and pushed the Exalt away from him. He, surprisingly, was able to stand on his two feet, but kept his arms out wide to keep his balance; wobbling back and forward.
"I know what you're trying to do, Chrom." Matthew started while pointing at the confused blue head. "You're just trying to keep the wings all to yourself!"
…What? What the hell was the tactician getting at now? "No, I can care less about your…wings, Matthew. I'm just trying to hel-"
"Silence!" Matthew commanded. "First you keep Emm from me, then you trick me into believing I had five fingers, now you want my WINGS?! I WILL. NOT. HAVE THIS! Imma get those wings and!... I'm gonna get those wings!" Without uttering another word the tactician turned on his heels and walked toward the exit. His movement was so out of place that Gaius later describe it as the 'drunken Risen' walk from the way he stopped and leaned on each step while grabbing at thin air. Meanwhile, Chrom stood in complete awe. Never in his life had he been more confused. The blue head turned to the thief and dark mage who were just recovering from their laugh-attack.
"...I expect this from Gaius, but you Naomi?"
The young dark mage shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's rare to see my father so…out of it. I don't think I'll ever get a chance like this again."
"I gotta see this." Gaius speed walked out of the tent and after the tactician; Naomi quickly following behind.
Chrom face-palmed and mumbled, "I better go save my tactician."
Luckily for Chrom he was able to detain the tactician with the help of Stahl and Cherche, who just so happened to be walking by at the time. Gaius and Naomi was giving a good scolding by Frederick, so that made him feel somewhat better, but things didn't really add up. Why would Matthew drink something that he knew had a negative effect on him?
…Unless he DIDN'T know what he was drinking, but that was very unlikely. The tactician would have smelled the strong scent of elixir coming from the drink and would immediately put the drink down. So was he forced to drink it? Chrom massaged his chin in thought and made his way to the tactician's tent. No matter how much the Exalt thought about it, there was just no way that Matthew would have been so unaware of what he was drink; especially if he knew the drink would have a negative effect on him.
The closer the blue head came to the tactician's tent, he started to notice something…weird. All around the camp he saw both small buckets of water and water filled balloons next to almost every tent. Not only that, but he could swear he saw Nah and Inigo placing one next a tent before disappearing somewhere into the mass array of tents. If that wasn't suspicious enough, he just saw Brady leaving Anna's tent with multiple blue books in his hands. What exactly are those kids doing… Chrom was answered when a familiar high pitched voice rung throughout the entire Shepherd's camp.
"ATTENTION LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE SHEPHERDS!" Cynthia voices boomed and caught the attention of every Shepherd in the camp. "I WANT EVER SHEPHERD TO LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF MY VOICE AND LOOK TO THE SKY!" One after the other, Shepherds poured out of their tents and covered their eyes as they looked to the sunny sky. Chrom followed suit and was surprised to see Cynthia flying in the air on her mighty white steed with Morgan behind her holding a large brown book that surrounded the two with ancient letterings. "I SPEAK FOR EVERY FUTURE CHILD WHEN I SAY WE WILL NO LONGER TAKE IT! WE ARE TAKING A STAND AGAINST YOU ADULTS TODAY AND WILL MAKE YOU RUE THE DAY YOU EVER DECIDED TO TREAT US LIKE SPOILED CHILDREN! NO MORE! TODAY, MY BROTHERS AND SISTER'S HAVE JOINED FORCES TO FIGHT AGAINST THE FORCES OF EVIL! YES, I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU PARENTS! WITH OUR STREGNTHS COMBINED, WE WILL TAKE OVER THE SHEPHERDS AND YOU WILL GIVE INTO OUR DEMANDS TO BE TREATED AS EQUALS! WE ARE THE JUSTICE CABAL AND WE DEMAND EQUALITY!"
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Really? That seemed to be the question that illuminated on all the faces of the Shepherds as they looked up to the black haired child in the air. "NOW, I BET YOU ARE SHAKING IN FEAR AND WONDERING, 'WHAT EXACTLY DID SHE HAVE IN MIND TO TAKE REVENGE ON US?'"
Trust me, that was not what we were thinking. Chrom said inwardly.
"HEHE! HAVE NO FEAR! WE ARE HEROES OF JUSTICE AND WILL FIGHT OUR ENEMIES ON EVEN GROUNDS. AS YOU ALL KNOW, THERE ARE MULTIPLE BUCKETS OF WATER AND BALLOONS SPREAD THROUGH THE ENTIRE CAMP. WE ARE GOING TO PLAY A LITTLE GAME WITH THOSE BALLO-WHERE ARE ALL OF YOU GOING?!" Cynthia shouted in horror as the Shepherds started to go on about their business.
"We don't have time for your games!" Chrom heard someone call out from across the camp.
"…YOU THINK THIS IS JUST A GAME?" Cynthia asked with a slight hint of vigor in her voice. "ATTENTION SHEPHERDS! TO SHOW YOU THAT WE ARE COMPLETELY SERIOUS WITH THIS SITUATION, I HAVE DONE THE UNTHINKABLE! THE JUSTICE CABAL HAS KIDNAPPED YOUR PRECIOUS EMMERYN!" In less than a second, everyone in the camp went completely silent. The only thing you could hear was the sound of Cynthia's Pegasus' wings flapping in the air. "THAT'S RIGHT! WE HAVE HER SOMEWHERE AROUND THE CAPITAL! WHERE COULD SHE BE? COULD SHE BE IN THE TOWN? COULD SHE BE SOMEWHERE IN THE FORTS? COULD SHE BE IN THE CASTLE? OR COULD SHE EVEN STILL BE IN THE CAMP! YOU MUST FIND OUT FOR YOURSELVES! IF YOU ARE UNABLE TO FIND YOUR EXALT BEFORE 6:00 PM WHILE FIGHTING AGAINST OUR WATER ATTACKS, THEN YOU WILL GIVE INTO THE DEMANDS OF THE JUSTICE CABAL! BUUUUUUT JUST TO MAKE THINGS A LITTLE MORE INTERESTING, IF YOU ARE ABLE TO SUCCESSFULLY GET ONE OF THE JUSTICE CABAL MEMBERS WET, THEN WE WILL GIVE YOU A HINT TO WHERE SHE IS HIDDEN! ALSO, USING DARK MAGIC, FLYING BEAST OR ANYONE THAT IS NOT A SHEPHERD IS PROHIBITED! VIOLATING THESE RULES WILL RESULT IN AUTOMATIC FAILURE AND YOU FORFEIT THE CHANCE TO SAVE YOUR EXALT! IF YOU ARE XPECTING TO USE YOUR TACTICAIN TO END THIS GAME FASTER, THEN KNOW THAT HE HAS BEEN, HEHE, DEALT WITH!"
Okay, this has gone too far. Chrom now knew what fell his friend and he now had to find his sister, but he wouldn't give into their silly game like this. Chrom put both hands to his mouth and yelled up to the girl. "We will not play games with you, Cynthia! If you don't tell us where Emmeryn is NOW, then there will be consequences when you come down!" All the Shepherds around seemed to nod in agreement to their leaders words.
The Pegasus knight didn't respond right away, but spoke up in a very calm voice. "EVERYONE, IF YOU WOULD BE SO KIND AS TO REACH INTO YOUR POCKETS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE?" Chrom raised an eyebrow and checked every pocket he had on him. He finally felt a piece of paper when he reached into his back pocket and pulled it out. He unfolded the paper and held it out in front of him. What he saw widened his eyes to the size of Frisbees and completely shook the man's soul. On the paper was a picture of Chrom naked with nothing but a leaf covering his "important parts". He had one foot on a rock and was pointing right back at the Exalt with a cloud above his head that said, "Chrom wants you". The blue head immediately crumbled up the paper and looked around to make sure there was no one close enough to see what he saw. Fear struck on his face when he saw multiple Shepherds doing the same motion as he previously did.
"BWAHAHAHA! THANKS TO A GENIUS ARTIST I KNOW, AND A WELL TRAINED EAVESDROPPER, THE JUSTICE CABAL KNOWS ALL OF YOUR SECRETS AND WHAT EMBARRASSES YOU THE MOST! IF ANY OF YOU EVEN THINK OF NOT PARTICIPATING, THEN I WILL SPREAD THESE SECRETS THROUGH THE CAMP! NOW WILL YOU TAKE US SERIOUSLY?!"
"You're insane!" Chrom yelled to the girl along with other Shepherds.
"WE ARE JUSTICE! WE WILL HAVE OUR JUSTICE TODAY!" Cynthia yelled back.
"You call THIS justice?"
"SOMETIMES YOU MUST GET YOUR HANDS DIRTY IF YOU WANT TO PROTECT THE ONES YOU LOVE! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO LOSE TO A BUNCH OF KIDS, THEN I SUGGEST YOU GET TO FINDING EMMERYN NOW. REMEMBER, YOU ONLY HAVE UNTIL 6:00 PM~. OH, BUT BEFORE WE START, WE WILL FIRST MAKE AN EXAMPLE OUT OF ONE OF YOU." Chrom was completely unprepared for the assault on him. Brady, Severa, Inigo, and Owain jumped from behind the tents and through a barrage of water balloons at the Exalt. Chrom had absolutely no chance of defending himself as he was attacked from all sides. A few seconds later, the Exalt was now soaking wet and the children around him burst into a full on sprint away from the blue head. He could here Brady call out "sorry Pops" and Owain say "forgive us Uncle" before their footsteps disappeared into the camp.
"YAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU ARE WITH THE JUSTICE CABAL, OR YOU'RE AGAINST US!" The Pegasus knight let out another triumphant laugh before motioning her Pegasus to retreat towards the castle. Chrom didn't move a muscle from his current position; not even when the parents of the children who have started to "rebel" surrounded him. Soaked and embarrassed, Chrom looked to his brethren who all shared equally frustration.
"All of you…" Chrom started. "If this "Justice Cabal" wants to play to play a game, then we will give them a game. We will give them a game so grand that they will never forget it till the day they die. If they are going to go this far to get what they want, then we will show them no mercy. This is not a voluntary mission. This is completely mandatory! We will put fight against our own children and make them regret the day they ever thought of crossing their parents!" Chrom raised his arm into the air and made a fist. "Even without Matthew, the Shepherds will prevail!" The rest of the Shepherds let out an agreeing battle cry to their leader. The gloves were now off. The Justice Cabal has now succeeded in getting the adults attention, but they only awakened the evil within their parent's hearts.
This was no longer a "silly game". This was war.
So, this chapter was actually dedicated to my experience taking painkillers. It was quite the hilarious sight (even though my heartless parents showed now mercy and recorded everything I did...), but I'm not selfish with my need to share my experience and get a few laughs out of it! I also finally got around to changing the names of the chapter on the select...thingy. So YAY!
Part 2 Coming soon