I do not own fire emblem. This chapter has a few transitions from events that happen in the climax and the corresponding event in the warehouse.

Outside of the Train Station

A squad of Grimleal guards took a break from their patrol and loitered around the entrance, smoking, using traffic lights as target practice. They couldn't have been more bored. Not to mention that it was raining.

Two hooded figures wearing similar leather jackets stood underneath the red traffic lights, both had their legs parted with their hands behind their backs. The heavily armed men stared awkwardly at the duo. They weren't expecting resistance so soon, especially from only two people. A canister hurled through the air and landed next to the glass to to the entrance. The guards quickly dive out of the possible blast radius to a possible bomb that was seemingly a dud. The smallest guard began to laugh hard at the seemingly easy-to-fix situation, when a tar-like substance covered his mouth and began to tighten. His muffles of pain made it clearly obvious that the lookalikes were a threat that needed to be dealt with.

"Nice shot, Robin! Man, he is going to be feel that in the morning!" The smaller figure rose her hand for a high-five.

"Now isn't the time, Valkyrie, we need to-" Gun barrels flashed as they were fired upon. "RUN!" The pair began to run towards a fluorescent glowing light around the corner.

Warehouse (1 hour prior)

Valkyrie held a folded jacket toward Robin as he turned around. He stared blankly at the teenager. "What's that?"

Robin gripped the coat and shook it once unfolding it. He knew this jacket. His first arrest, the convict wore the same type of jacket but his had a Grimleal gang sign on the back. "You like it?"

"Well, yeah, but how did you know that-" He was suddenly interrupted.

"You seem like the guy who knows good clothes." She giggled, tilting her head.

"Well, you're not wrong." He swung the jacket around, sliding his arms through the sleeves. It was a perfect, even slim fit, matching his body type perfectly, hood included. He looked back at Valkyrie to ask how she knew his size and all of this felt too odd. As he was about to speak, she held out one of her guns and a small pocket book. Robin was even more confused, why all the gifts from this girl he had just met. She didn't look as happy giving him the gun and what he assumed to be a manual on how to use it.

"This is a dangerous weapon, please be careful using it. The book contains codes of the varieties of shots that can be used, but it is on safety right now." Robin gazed upon the detail of the gun. It was beautiful.

'Girl, asking you questions would raise more.' "Thank you, I'll use it sparingly." Robin tucked it in the holster attached to the inside of the jacket and stretched.

"Robin! Valkyrie! C'mere! I need to discuss the plan with you two and the Manaketes."

Train Station

The squad followed Robin and Valkyrie around the corner until they saw three enormous flowers. One clearly larger than the other two. "What the hell?" One of the soldiers poked the middle flower with his gun. After physical contact, the flowers began to bloom. The petals twisted open as three neon dragons stretched their wings. The soldiers immediate reaction was shooting them, which had no effect at all. The large, white dragon beet her wings once, forcing the men off of their feet. The green dragon spoke. "It's no use...THIS IS OUR FIRE-FIGHT! HAHA Get it?" She looked at the others around her. The other dragons shook their heads in disappointment. The soldiers were quickly getting up and picking their guns back up. "No, you don't it's funny? Fine then... BURN!" Lights emerged from their bellies and came out as flames, melting all of the soldiers in their place, leaving piles of ash to be washed away by the rain.

Priam walked out from behind the larger beast and removed his sport sunglasses. "Geez babe, you gotta warn me about doin' that before you go igniting people." He folded the glasses and put them back in a open slot inside of his arm. Tiki lowered her head to Priam and nudged his shoulder.

"Aww, is it a wittle bwight for dah baby. Oh, you hair is sticking up." Tiki's draconic tongue lashed across his face and through his hair in a maternal fashion. Priam flailed his arms about like a child being embarrassed by his mother.

"Tiki, what is your deal! You have been acting really strange recently." Priam took her head and placed his forehead on hers. "You can tell me babe..."

"AHEM!" The couple looked behind them and saw Chrom leading what Vaike would call a squad of ultimate bad-asses. Police officers and Shepherds in full swat gear ready to deal out some justice. "Ya' done?" Tiki lowered her head to let Priam on her back. Chrom unfolded his arms, pulled Falchion from its sheath and pulled his pistol from its holster and began to walk towards the station.

Warehouse ( 50 minutes prior)

Tiki was pacing back and forth, thinking of ways to inform Priam of her predicament when she heard Ricken call Nowi over. As Nowi was passing by her, Tiki quickly pulled her to the side. "Nowi, what do you think your doing?" Nowi blinked.

"Um, going to see what Ricken wanted, why? Is something wrong?" Nowi tilted her head. Tiki giggled and whispered.

"You're not going to talk to your crush with dirt on your face." She licked her thumb and wiped the dirt off of Nowi's face and tried to straighten her hair. Nowi took a step back and raised an eyebrow.

"Um, Thanks?" Nowi then turned and continued on her way. Ricken laughed at the embarrassed Nowi.

"What was that about?" He asked, arms crossed. He had just called his mother, informing her that he was safe.

"I don't have a clue. How are your parents?"

"They're not happy of course, but are relieved that I am safe." Ricken then looked to his left, noticing Cordelia replacing Stahl's dirty bandages, earning Cordelia a kiss on the forehead. Ricken then heard Chrom call his name.

"Ricken! Help the Lissa prepare the men, please!"

"Heh, I guess I have to go..." Nowi smiled and began to turn around after nodding. Ricken stopped her for a moment. "Nowi... please be careful." She quickly twirled around and received a swift kiss on her forehead. As he left her dumbfounded, she began to laugh lightly. Her heart skipped a beat. She turned around to see Tiki giving her a thumbs up. Nowi decided to tell Wyrmling what had happened and ran past Wyvern, who was looking over battle plans intensely.

He had to find to find a way to have as few fatalities as possible. A scent he hadn't known for months flowed through the air. He looked to his right to see Seraph with a bag of gummy bears. Her perfume was strong. "Why do you have so much perfume on?" Wyvern asked, returning his eyes to the map.

"Can't I smell nice on a mission?" She asked as she sat on the table the plans were on.

"It's fine, it is just the fact that it's something Severa would do." Wyvern used Luna's real name because he knew no one was listening to their conversation. Most of them were doing their own preparations. She then handed him a small pack of gummy bears.

"No thanks." He declined the offer. The package slowly closed in on his face. He moved her hand out of the way. "I'm not hungry." His stomach growled. Seraph cleared her throat and offered him the gummy bears again. "Fine, I'll eat the damn bears." He pulled the sides of the bag and opened it. After he began chewing the first gummy, Seraph copied his position and looked at the map as well.

"So what are you doing?" She asked, adjusting her mask. Wyvern sighed.

"Seeing if there are any ways to drop the number of casualties on either side." Seraph giggled.

"You always try to take the least deadly route, no matter what the situation is... and look cool while doing it. That's why I love you." She said much to Wyvern's surprise. So much so that the gummy bear got caught in his throat. Gungnir had called her name to talk to her the same time Wyvern was trying to give himself the Heimlich, in which he ended up swallowing the bear instead. As he recovered, he looked at Seraph skipping to her cousin.

"W-what was that about?" He blinked.

Train Station (Rooftops)

Wyvern and Seraph scouted the station across the street, standing next to them was Cherche, wielding a grappling hook and an assault rifle, and Virion, who was staring down his scope. He had a Grimleal member in his sights. Cherche tapped his shoulder, breaking his concentration. "What is it, darling?"

Cherche held the silencer that Virion had forgotten to put on his sniper. He reached for it with a thankful expression, then she pulled it away from him. "Call me darling one more time, Virion, and see where that will take you." Her smile seemed innocent, though her intent was not. Virion swallowed and nodded. She then handed him the silencer. Wyvern shivered slightly at the woman's use of fear as a weapon. She looked at the brooding teenager and noticed he was pretending to ignore his partner. He groaned and managed to sneak away from her and the others until he was out of earshot.

Wyvern called Papillion from his earpiece. "Lucina." He whispered.

"Yeah, what is it?" Her voice was crystal clear. She must have been closer than he thought.

"Why exactly am I paired up with Cynthia again?" He didn't mind her company at the base, but they were on an important mission and could not afford many slip-ups.

"Because she is the least experienced, she is best off with the most experienced. Besides, she would take a bullet for you, just make sure she doesn't do that alright?" Little did Gerome know, Cynthia had been listening in onto his part of the conversation.

"She is the worst fighter out of all of us, so you make me her babysitter?"

"Yeah, so?" Gerome sighed and ended the call. He turned around and saw Cynthia standing with a fake smile.

"Seraph, um, uh, how long have you been standing there?" He began to sweat.

"Oh, I just got here. It's about to start so we better take care of those guys on the roof." She walked back to Virion and Cherche, as Wyvern followed.

All four of them watched as the Shepherds and everyone else got in position. Virion readied his rifle and took a deep breath and began to exhale slowly. Two very unfortunate Grimleal members managed to line themselves within the scope. Cherche whispered the words "Take the shot." In which Virion pulled the trigger, watching the bullet pierce through the first member's head and the second member's throat. Now was the time they began their counter attack.

To Be Continued...

Alright, sorry for the wait and for how short this chapter was guys. I wanted to get this tiny part off so the Finale Part 2 was all action. If you guys have any ideas I am totally willing to hear them. Don't forget to review, as well.

In addition, I have made a Tumblr blog called fireemblemypd, where everyone could ask questions, post fan-art ( I would but I ain't an artist) and drop ideas. I really want to expand this au to it's fullest potential. Thank you,

Mattariago Out!