Lucina Reacts to Original Characters, Part 2!
A/N: Time to finish what I started yesterday. And to deflect suspicions, no, I wasn't insulting Lon'qu/Lissa, just people who ship OCs with canon characters with no reason apart from similarities to their favourite canon characters. I do like the pairing myself, but I must let it be known, I prefer Lon'qu/Cordelia~
Either way, you people are going to kill me for the ending of this chapter.
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Lon'mu pulled himself up outside the gates of Ylisstol. He shook his head, trying to get the buzzing from being struck with a Thoron tome.
"Gragh...Maribelle...why didn't she know who I was?" The completely original swordsman pondered briefly, before shaking his head and pulling himself up. "...no matter. I need to find Lissa, quickly.
Maybe she can explain this situation to me-"
He was interrupted by running into Frederick, who was taking a break from protecting Lissa. He looked down at the man running into him, barely stopped due to his armour.
"Lon'qu? What are you doing?" Frederick called out. "What are you-"
"Why do you people keep calling me Lon'qu? I am Lon'mu-"
The knight stepped back, examining him. "Lon'mu-oh, good Naga. You're an Outrealmer, aren't you."
"Outrealmer? I don't know what you're all talking about!" Lon'mu cried indignantly. "You are all out of your minds! You don't know who I am-
J-just get Lissa! She'll know me!"
Frederick's instincts immediately kicked in. He knew there was something very, very wrong with the situation. He knew Lucina had seen something like this happen before, and things usually went horribly wrong when someone claimed to be in love or the lover of one of their own.
Frederick immediately pulled out the legendary Gradivus, assigned to him by his liege Chrom for his services to the throne- and also because giving it to Sully would most likely break it, which would not be popular with anyone, for the spear WAS after all a treasure of ancient Ylisse.
The completely original swordsman drew Tyrfang and Missiletainn in response, readying himself for battle.
At that point, Frederick immediately lost any sense of threat he may had had from this intruder.
"...is that Owain's sword?"
"No! This is the true legendary sword Missiletain!" He roared. "And I will use it to protect my Lissa from-"
Frederick immediately closed the distance between them both and jammed the bottom of the spear into his gut, forcing the swordsman down, before pushing him back.
"And another thing. Lon'qu would've managed to strike me down by now." Frederick commented drily.
'Thank Naga all of the chocolates and tea Lissa forced me to partake of hasn't dulled me any.' The knight thanked his lucky stars for such an occurrence, before he advanced upon Lon'mu.
The swordsman looked up at him, wiping his mouth. "How...dishonorable-"
"Silence." Frederick pointed his lance at him. "As soon as I find someone to help me, you'll be on your way back to your rightful Outrealm."
Unluckily for Frederick, however, the chaos in the castle hadn't stopped simply because some stranger had walked into the palace. He was reminded of this fact in the form of a murder of Risen crows suddenly flying through the halls, clawing and biting at his armour.
"Gah!" The knight fell back, batting the birds away from himself and dropping his lance. "Blasted dark mage...
HENRY!"
"Nyahahahahahahahahah!" The dark mage's piercing laugh could be heard through the palace.
Lon'mu took this opportunity to flee the scene, picking up his swords and using the ravens as a distraction to escape the scene.
Minutes later...
Lucina, Kellam and Morgan happened upon Frederick being set upon by crows.
"Sir Frederick!" Lucina cried, drawing the Parallel Falchion and hacking at the crows, while Morgan set at it by blasting the crows with her tome.
When the crows had dispersed, the princess offered the beleaguered knight a hand to help him up. "W-what happened?"
"I-I found an Outrealmer claiming to know lady Lissa and attempted to a-accost him..." Frederick wheezed out, tired from flailing about in heavy armour and keeping the crows off of him, as he took Lucina's hand. "...and suddenly Henry summoned these blasted crows..."
Morgan sighed. "Dammit, Henry..."
"We're trying to find that Outrealmer." Kellam explained hurriedly. "Lady Emmeryn is coming to the castle this afternoon, and we're trying to keep the usual chaos out of her sight."
Frederick's eyes widened. "L-Lady Emmeryn?! Why wasn't I informed of this?"
"Maybe Father didn't want anyone knowing about this." Lucina explained. "You know what happens when the Justice Cabal hears about visitors."
Frederick exhaled, exasperated. "Yes, I know what happens, as the unfortunate Khan Flavia found out the last time she paid us a visit..."
"I still remember the water buffalo..." Lucina shuddered, shaking her head. Morgan, on the other hand, was grinning.
"That was a genius scheme..."
Kellam lightly slapped Morgan on the back of the head. "Yeah, I don't think we all share that same opinion.
Anyway, if you could grab Sully and Stahl and tell them about this before Lady Emmeryn gets here, I think that'd be nice."
"Yes." Frederick nodded hurriedly. "I believe that'd be a wise choice.
I still cannot believe Lord Chrom left me out of his plans..." The knight muttered as he picked up the Gradivus and walked off to find the two cavaliers.
As he did, Lucina looked to Kellam and Morgan. "It seems our target's disappeared..."
"Dammit...if he's looking for Lissa of all people, Chrom's definitely going to kill us..." Kellam swallowed. His ability to remain unnoticed was untested against the brotherly rage of the Lord Exalt, and he had no intention of testing it anytime soon.
"I guess we have to find this guy before he finds Lissa..." Morgan concluded. "At least he should be a pushover."
"If experience is any testament, then yes," Lucina sighed in relief, thankful for something going right for her. "I believe he will be."
Kellam raised a finger. "Or he'll be stupidly powerful and you'll wish you had a kitten show up."
"Kittens are much better, that is true." The princess nodded. "And...if I have to say it...a little cute..." She blushed slightly.
Morgan grinned. "I guess Father knows what to get you when you get married."
"MORGAN!" Lucina shrieked, to which the tactician responded with a shrug.
"What?"
Kellam facepalmed, familiar with this particular routine already.
'Lucina; a master of swordsmanship, but absolutely terrible at sorting out her feelings.
At this rate, I'll have to be paying Lissa for that bet...'
Meanwhile, at the road to the castle...
Maribelle chased after the newcomer, hefting her dress up to keep it clean.
"W-wait up! Let me chastise you!"
"I haven't got time for this!" The woman growled back, adjusting her hat. "Look, I have to stop that Lon'qu ripoff before he does something stupid, and there's someone I need to talk to when I get to the palace."
Maribelle's indignation simply increased.
"Well, t-that does not mean you should be so rude to me-"
"You know what, I think you can emotionally handle having someone be a little rude to you, considering you just zapped someone for trying to steal Lissa."
The noblewoman stopped, stomping the ground in annoyance.
"N-nobody has the right to c-court my Lissa without my permission! A-As I said-wait." Something occurred to Maribelle, something that should've occurred to her immediately.
"...how do you know Lissa?"
The woman turned around, adjusting her feathered hat and looking apologetically at her.
"Look, I need to get to her. I need to talk to her, okay? I'm sorry if I was rude, but I need to warn her about something." She sighed, rubbing the back of her head. "I can't tell you how, you wouldn't believe me."
"...well, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Maribelle crossed her arms, sighing. "If you insist, I will take you to her."
"Thank you-"
"But can I at least have your name, young lady?" Maribelle inquired. "If I am going to take you to the Lord Exalt's sister, after all, I must know who you are, and why you have a halter of the Ylissean Guard."
"...Fiora. Call me Fiora." The woman stated calmly. "And this halter was a family friend's. Now can we go?"
The noblewoman raised an eyebrow. "Fiora? Like the ancient Elibean Falcon Knight of legend, Fiora?"
"Yes, her! A family friend recommended the name, it's a little embarrassing, now can we please go?! I'm running out of time and if that idiotic Lon'qu clone comes near her, then she might end up not listening to anything I'll say!"
Maribelle was taken aback, but sighed and began walking forward. "...I...fine. Just try to keep up with..."
Fiora was already halfway up the road to the castle, leaving her behind.
"...me." The noblewoman exhaled.
"The cheek of young women nowadays. They can't wait up for their elders."
Meanwhile, in the palace...
Lucina used a wall for support, breathing heavily. She, Morgan and Kellam had been wandering around the palace, attempting to find the Lon'qu lookalike and neutralise him- to be precise, Kellam was looking for him, while Morgan was looking for Miriel, for when they inevitably did find him, in order to send him back to his Outrealm.
"Naga..." The princess breathed out irritably, exasperated. "Why can't I have a normal day for once? A normal day would be nice, one where Morgan isn't trying to pair me with...Robin...and one where the Justice Cabal isn't perpetrating an antic, and one where people do not appear out of nowhere to-"
"Excuse me. Do you know where the Exalt's sister might be?"
Lucina turned around to see a woman, about her age, clad in a mixture of Plegian garb and an Ylissean Guard halter, with a rapier at her side, approaching her. Her feathered hat hid her hair perfectly.
"...the Exalt's sister? Why?"
"I need to talk to her," the woman explained. "And I don't have much ti-wait a minute."
Her calm expression suddenly twisted into a glare. "What is that on your waist?"
"...the Falchion. Why?"
She drew her rapier, pointing it at her. "Thief!"
"...thief? What are you talking about?" Lucina was taken aback. Surely it was common knowledge that as the daughter of the current Exalt, she owned a copy of the Falchion.
"How dare you pretend to not know?!" The woman seethed as she pointed her rapier at the princess. "...I must defend Ylisse's honor.
I, Fiora of Ylisse, challenge you to a duel!"
"I do not have the time for a duel!" Lucina snapped. "There is a-"
Suddenly, Lon'mu ran past them, looking around and calling for Lissa. Fiora glared at his back, lowering her rapier.
"...you're looking for him too?" Lucina inquired. Fiora nodded slowly.
"Unfortunately. He's going to spook Lissa into not talking to me if I don't." The woman adjusted her hat. "That's why I need him beaten."
"I need to get him out of here. We have a visitor to the palace coming and I would prefer not to have him disturb her with his insanity.
If you want, I can help you fight him. I can explain this situation later." Lucina offered her hand to the newcomer. Fiora studied it suspiciously, before taking it slowly, shaking it.
"Fine. But we are having our duel after this, understood? You're still a filthy thief."
The princess ignored the insult. "Call me Lucina."
"That name...doesn't ring a bell." Fiora admitted.
"I don't think it would." Lucina sighed, nodding slowly. "Let's just go after him before he does something that might jeopardise our visitor's safety."
In the court gardens...
"Naga damn it, Lissa!" Lon'mu cried. "Where are you? I need to get you out of here! I need you to-"
A light voice humming began sounding behind him. Lon'mu turned around to see Lissa, skipping across the courtyard happily.
"...Lissa!" He called out. "Over here!"
The cleric turned in his direction, tilting her head. "...Lon'qu?"
"...Lon'qu? I don't under..."
Lissa paused, uncertain. "Lon'qu. That is your name, right? You're not an amnesiac, right?"
"Lissa, look, I don't know what world we're in, but everything is wrong." The completely original swordmaster threw himself at Lissa's feet, looking up at her. "Nobody knows who I am, and they mistake me for someone called 'Lon'qu'..."
"...oh Naga, now I know what Lucina was talking about." The cleric muttered. "Look, you're not Lon'qu, are you? You're a ripoff! A fraud!"
"What? B-but I don't-"
"And while I admit, the real Lon'qu is dreamy..." Lissa sighed briefly. "...you are not him. And I'm not in love with you. I'm not your Lissa."
"...but that is-"
"And moreover, you're merely a cheap copy of me."
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands picked up Lon'mu. Lon'qu glared at him angrily, turning his imposter around.
"Eh? W-who are you? Y-you look exactly like me!"
"The question is, why do you look like me." Lon'qu intoned. "I do not know who you think you are, or what your name is, but you most certainly aren't me.
I would never act so lovestruck about Lissa anyway. The woman is far too mad for my tastes."
"Hey!" Lissa snapped indignantly. "I'm not that insane!"
"Why you..." Lon'mu growled. "I assure you, I am completely original! And unique!"
He kicked his counterpart in the knee, forcing him off and drawing his swords. "And I will prove it by besting you in battle?"
"Two swords?" Lon'qu looked irritated. "What do you think this is, some sort of fantasy story?"
He unsheathed his own Killing Edge, glaring back at his completely original imposter's two swords.
All glitter and no gold. Nothing reliable. He could tell that from cursory inspection.
On the other hand, the blade he had in his hands had accompanied him from Chon'sin when he left to seek his fortunes and hone his strength on the Ylissean continent. This blade had joined him in service to Khan Basilio, back in the days when the Khan had ruled Regna Ferox, before Lucina had bested him, and it stayed with him throughout his service to the Shepherds, albeit in pieces, broken from the clash with sacred Falchion, harder than any mortal blade.
As a birthday gift, Robin- with help from Cordelia, of course- had had it reforged, back during the war. It was stronger than any other blade of its kind, reforged with Ylissean blade forging techniques and stronger steel than in Chon'sin. Lon'qu had since kept the blade at his side, the finest sword he'd ever seen crafted.
He had named it Kusanagi, in honor of one of the legends of his homeland- a blade that was sharper than any other, that slew giant serpents with the ease of cutting grass.
Lon'mu backed away from Kusanagi, holding his swords up to protect himself. "T-that inferior blade will not protect you from-"
"Be silent."
Within a blink, Lon'qu had already entered the space between him and the imposter. He hadn't the time for dramatic speech; it didn't suit him. The swordmaster swung Kusanagi at Lon'mu's side, only for the imposter to counter with one of his own swords.
"How dishonorable!" The completely original warrior cried.
"Then stop talking. Give me the honor of a quick fight."
Lon'qu twisted around and smashed the flat of his blade at him into his side, catching him off guard and forcing him down, coughing. Lissa stood back, shocked.
"Lon'qu! What's going on?"
"Get Lucina. Quickly." Lon'qu commanded hastily. "She's dealt with this situation once already-"
"You don't need to get me." Lucina rushed out, the Falchion drawn, with a woman Lon'qu had never seen before following her with a rapier. "What's going on?"
"This...imposter claims to be me." Lon'qu brusquely remarked. "He has been educated."
"Gragh..." Lon'mu muttered. "...you're copying me. I'm completely original."
"..." The princess exhaled sharply. "...we're going to need Miriel to send him back to his Outrealm, aren't we?"
"Outrealmer...well, that would explain it." The swordmaster sighed, sheathing Kusanagi. "So-"
Suddenly, Lon'mu tackled him to the ground, forcing his counterpart down, before drawing his blade on him.
"Easy!" The completely original swordsman cried. "If you were not an imposter, you'd have expected that! Now, to claim my rightful place back from this imposter-"
Lucina pointed the Parallel Falchion at him. "Get away from him, or, Naga help me, I will cut you down where you stand-"
"Oh, shut up already! You sound like a parrot!"
Fiora leapt from behind Lucina and slugged Lon'mu in the face with a gloved fist as fast as Lucina could blink.
The imposter hit the floor, and the newcomer cracked her knuckles.
"Idiot." The woman sighed, before turning to the princess. "I guess you and I both know Miriel."
"Unfortunately." Lucina frowned. "As much as I don't trust her methods, she's the only person who knows how to send people through the Outrealms easily. We're locating her as we speak."
"Lissa!" Chrom stepped into the courtyard suddenly. "I need you to-Lucina! What's going on?" He looked over at Lon'qu and his unconscious clone on the floor, the trickster-garbed woman and Lucina.
"...I don't want to know, do I?"
Lucina merely shook her head. "...just pretend this never happened and don't say a word to-"
"Our duel will have to wait, Lucina, because that reminds me." Fiora turned to Lissa, giving her a short bow. "Milady, hello. I need to speak to you, if you could spare me a little time."
"Huh?" The cleric tilted her head. "I don't...know who you are. Why do you need to talk to me?"
"Look, I'll make it clear as soon as I can-"
"C-Chrom?" Emmeryn stepped out from the palace, stumbling slightly and surveying the scene with an unsure expression. "...w-what is...happening?"
Fiora's eyes widened in shock.
She dropped her rapier to the floor. Lucina stared at her as she rushed to the former Exalt's side, helping her up.
Fiora's expression immediately changed from serious to concerned.
"W-what is...wrong?" Emmeryn looked up at her, smiling slightly.
"...Mother?"
END
A/N: I BET YOU DIDN'T EXPECT THAT, HUH?! HUH?! Good! Because I didn't either! I just liked the idea of having a Future Child show up from one of the SpotPass characters who wasn't Morgan, given we already have two Morgans. Next chapter, Lucina Reacts to Wham Episodes!
Also, go on, kill me, I'm ready for it. I knew it might happen the moment I introduced Emmeryn's future child.
So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, leave your ideas, comments, suggestions, reviews, criticisms and thoughts, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!