Time to move away.
Lucina, Chrom and Jaina had gathered in the throne room to discuss what Jaina had to say. She told them everything the Prophet had said to her, how the undead keeps getting stronger and it was inevitable that they would overrun the land, and kill anyone and anything that stood in their way. And worse yet, Jaina told them that the Undead might have found a way to bring back the Legion. If that happens, there was no way they could win a battle against two dark armies at the same time, they would lose for sure.
"Are you certain about this Jaina?" Chrom asked.
"Yes, lord Chrom. I doubted the Prophet at first, but I feel that he is telling the truth. With everything that's happened, and everything that is still happening. I can't ignore his words, I am leading my people to Kalimdor, and hopefully they will have a future there" Jaina answered "I think it's best if you do the same. It's only a matter of time before the Scourge comes for Ylisse".
Lucina looked at Chrom "I think Jaina is right, father. It's to dangerous to risk staying here. The Scourge has already overrun several powerful kingdoms. Including Quel'Thalas... if even mother and her powerful warriors couldn't stop them, I fear our chances won't be any better".
Chrom thinks about it for several moments before he opens his eyes "Lucina, gather as many civilians and the next generation of warriors as you can. And prepare them to leave".
Jaina was both surprised and relived "Lord Chrom...".
"I ignored all the warnings before, and we all lost to much because of it. I will never be that blind again. Lucina, you will lead our people to Kalimdor, I will stay behind with my best warriors to make sure the Scourge dosen't follow you" Chrom said.
"Father, you need to come with us" Lucina argued.
"Not until our people is safe. And should anything happen to me, our people will need your leadership" Chrom said.
Lucina stood up, hating every word she just heard "Don't say that father! I already lost my mother, I am not losing you too! You are the only family I have left!".
"You're wrong Lucina. Or have you forgotten Valeera already?" Chrom asked, making Lucina drop her anger "Besides, you still have your aunts, both Lisa and your mother's sisters. Hopefully you can find them one day, though it might be difficult since they are not easy to track. My point is, you will never be alone Lucina, you will always have a family".
Lucina was silent for several moments "But... father...".
Chrom stood up and put a hand on her shoulder "Don't worry so much, Lucina. Your old man is not that easy to kill. If the Scourge don't arrive, I will follow you. And if they do show up, I will defeat them and come after you... and should I die, I will die knowing my people still have a strong leader".
"Father..." Lucina said, tears forming in her eyes.
Chrom smiled at her "You are stronger than you think, Lucina. You will surpass me soon enough. And in some ways, you already have. You saw a great threat before me and had I listened to you sooner, maybe your mother would still be with us. There is no question who will be the superior leader of our people".
"Thank you father..." Lucina said before taking a breath and looked determined "We need to inform our people and prepare them for the move. Can you help me with that, Jaina?".
Jaina smiled "Of course, my warriors will help spread the word".
"Good, then let's begin, we don't have a moment left to waste" Chrom declared.
With a nod from the women, they began. The situation was far from simple. Just convincing the people they needed to gather their most prized possessions and prepare for the move took more time than they wanted. The people didn't want to leave their homes for obvious reasons, and were not to happy to find out they didn't have much of a say in the matter. But it was simply to dangerous to stay here, with the Scourge out there and well on their way. Jaina's help proved vital as she had already convinced her own people to leave for Kalimdor, meaning she could focus on helping the people of Ylisse get ready.
The time soon came where it was time for Lucina herself to leave, but before she could, she heard her father call out to her "Lucina, wait!".
Lucina stopped and turned around "Father? What is it?".
"I just received words from Cordelia that an army of undead is on it's way. They will be here by nightfall".
Lucina got wide eyes "Then we need to prepare for battle!".
"I will prepare for battle. You will leave with our people" Chrom said and held up a hand before Lucina could protest "I am done arguing this with you, Lucina. Our people and your daughter needs you now. But if you are going to lead, you will need to carry the torch of our family's legacy".
Lucina got wide eyes when Chrom held up a sword, but it wasn't just any sword "Father. That's... that's Falchion".
"Forged by the powerful dragon goddess Naga, it has been passed down through our bloodline for many generations. It was given to me by my father after his time was over. Now, it's your turn to carry on our legacy" Chrom said.
"But... only a select few of our bloodline has ever been able to wield it. I don't know if I am worthy" Lucina said.
"I wasn't sure if I was worthy either. You never feel worthy of the honor that comes with the blade, but if it grants you it's power, then you are worthy" Chrom said. Lucina hesitated before taking the blade, making Chrom smile "See well Falchion, which you now hold. It was carved from the fang of Naga, ruler of dragons, to sever the gods. For Naga knew there was but a creeping madness waiting at eternity's end. It is a ruin all dragons share. And the only end is one of total destruction. Thus it was that Naga bestowed Falchion upon Duma. She did so to prepare for the day our madness would drive the land to ruin, that the people might have a means to destroy us. That Falchion might become the fangs they lack... and the hope they deserve".
Lucina looked confused "What... was that?".
"The same speech my father gave me as he passed the blade down to me, and the same speech my grandfather gave to him. I never fully understood what it meant, but I know this: Falchion is the salvation that will cut a future for our people. We must not lose it, ever" Chrom explained.
"I will take good care of it father, as if it's a part of me" Lucina promised.
"It already is" Chrom said before hugging Lucina "Be well, my daughter".
Lucina hugged him back "I love you father... I always will".
With that, Lucina got on the ship that was about to set sail, and began her journey across the sea, along with a new generation of warriors, all the children of mighty warriors of Ylisse. Chrom watched her leave, praying she would become the ruler he knew she could be.
The night arrived, and so did the Scourge. Undead monsters were rushing the kingdom. Archers shot down several, but the sheer number of the undead legion was beginning to overwhelm their defenses. In the chaos, Arthas himself was riding his undead horse named Invincible, his old horse who died due to Arthas' mistakes, but was now once again his loyal steed. He rode through the battle field until he met Chrom, who was waiting for him. He had not seen Chrom in years, and he was older than he remembered. Not that in mattered.
"Lord Chrom. I am surprised you would come and face me yourself. I expected Lucina would want revenge for Quel'Thalas" Arthas said.
"She has more important matters to attend to than wasting time on you, traitor" Chrom said in a calm and cold tone.
"I've been hearing that word a lot lately. But your daughter betrayed me first, along with Jaina and Uther" Arthas said.
"You concider not wanting to join a sensless slaughter as treason? I am beginning to believe you fell to darkness even before you picked up that vile blade" Chrom said.
Arthas smirked "Maybe I did, the light abandoned me that day too. Maybe this is just who I was always meant to be. And I am fine with it".
"You were meant to be so much more, Arthas. It wounds me to see a noble prince turn in to an monster. You have much to answer for now, and the only justice I can offer those you slayed..." Chrom began as he lifted his blade "Is your death".
Arthas looked at Chrom's blade "That is not Falchion".
"It's in the hands of someone more worthy now" Chrom said.
Arthas chuckled as he got of Invincible "You will regret that decission. Had you kept it, you might have had a chance of winning against me. Now, your soul will join the others in Frostmourne".
"Try it" Chrom shot back as he got ready, and Arthas did the same.
Chrom dashed at Arthas, and swung his blade swiftly, Arthas raised up Frostmourne and used his cursed weapon to block and parry Chrom's swings, the two briefly locked blades as the two men noted the moves their opponent was performing, the two broke off their swords, and Chrom twirl and spun his weapon before assuming a stance where his blade was tucked under his arm, Arthas held his weapon with hands and charged forward, Chrom then bolted forward, with his blade firmly striking outward. Chrom's attack had proven to be effective, as it had struck Arthas' armor, and pierce straight through it. Arthas' charge was stopped, Chrom then spun himself around, to land another attack, but Arthas quickly jumped to his side, dropping onto the ground as he did, Chrom's swing was firm, but not overextending. Chrom performed an overhead swing aiming for the traitor's side, but Arthas quickly used his advantage to land a solid kick to Chrom's chest, taking the full brunt of the kick, Chrom's momentum was stopped and he backed away from the blow.
The two swordsmen went at each other again, swords blazing. Chrom delivered a swift horizontal swing, moments from being hit, Arthas leaned back, avoiding the swing. Arthas then swung his blade to bat away Chrom's sword, soon the two blades were clashing every second, Chrom even rotate himself a while adding more momentum to his swings. They clashed several times, and Chrom delivered a fast swing at Arthas' head, making him step back. Arthas looked up with a deadly glare, blood running down a fresh wound on his cheek. He's had enough of this duel, it was time to end it.
Arthas went for a heavy swing, but Chrom did a short jump into the air to give his sword more weight in its swing, to better take the vile blade head on. The blow was powerful enough to knock Arthas of his feet and on to his back. He looked up just in time to see Chrom getting ready to ram his blade through his chest.
"This is the end for you, traitor!" Chrom shouts as he brings his sword down... but to his shock, Arthas grabbed the blade with both hands, stopping it from hitting him.
Blood ran down the blade from Arthas' hands, but it didn't seem to bother him "Impressive... Had you used Falchion, you would've won this battle and my master's plans would've been ruined. But you made a great error, old man".
Arthas forced Chrom back before standing up and retrieved Frostmourne. Chrom got ready to continue the battle, but Arthas was ready to finish it. Chrom charged forward and Arthas got ready. He waited until Chrom was close before swinging Frostmourne with all his might, while also powering it with his vile magic. The two blades clashed... but Frostmourne shattered Chrom's sword, proving itself as the superior weapon. Chrom was forced back by the blow, but Arthas refused to give him even a second to recover as he quickly thrusted Frostmourne forward... straight through Chrom's heart.
Chrom let out a loud gasp as he looked Arthas' in the eyes. He saw nothing but cold death in the eyes that used to be full of life and strength. Arthas pushed the sword in deeper, smiling as Chrom's soul was absorbed in to the blade. He then pulled his sword free and Chrom's body fell to the ground, nothing more than a lifeless husk. The great King of Ylisse... had fallen.
After Chrom's death, the battle was as good as won by the Scourge. Cordelia, one of the mightiest warriors in all of the kingdom, had been greatly wounded as even her legendary skills wasn't enough to turn the tides "Sorry, Severa... I won't be making it back after all...".
"Do not cry over that, mighty Cordelia. There is a chance you could see your daughter again one day. And maybe you both will be reunited, under my rule" Arthas said as he prepared some magic... the same magic he used on Sylvanas.
Cordelia got wide eyes before she let out a loud scream that could be heard through the whole area.
On the ship, Lucina stood at the back, watching the sea behind them. She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, which told her something very bad had happened. A tear ran down her face as she feared she knew what had happened. She felt someone take her hand and she looked to see Valeera giving her a worried look. Lucina said nothing as she picked her daughter up and held her close. Valeera hugged her, wanting to comfort her mother the best she could.
Lucina rubbed her back while looking over the sea with tears running down her face. Now there was nothing for her back home.
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