Sorry for the delay. I was thinkkng on what to write for this chapter since we left off when the Death Knight summoned Alfonse infront of the group.

Some notes for this story.

1. I felt inspired by some stories from for an alternate universe that changes everything.

2. Shout out to the second Dragalia Lost event, Fire Emblem: Kindred Ties, for making this an inspiration for me to write this story.

3. As for the languages, I figured it would be fun for other languages to appear. These following languages are Spanish for Kiran and Alfonse (I actually speak Spanish), French for Eir, Italian for Adrestia and Latin for Aster.

4. This also takes place before Book 5 of Fire Emblem Heroes, so no Reginn or Niðavellir.

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"ALFONSE!!!!" Sharena shouted upon seeing her brother.

"S-Sharena..." Alfonse saw his sister and hope grew in him.

"Sharena! Look out!" Peony screamed when she saw a brigand that was about to attack her friend.

Aster used her magic to defeat the brigand.

"There are enemies here." Edelgard shook her head.

"We will have to do something about this." Claude growled.

"How naïve of you all." The Death Knight chuckled. "There is no way you can fight against the might of my army. Not even that, you cannot save this young man."

"Just you wait, you jerk!" Caspar yelled, forcing Linhardt to push him back for a bit. "We will stop you!"

"Haha!" A voice was heard. "There is no way you can even stop the Death Knight!"

Thórr arrived, Mjólnir in hand, charged up for a powerful electric spell.

"Thórr!" Kiran shouted. "What do you plan to do with Alfonse?!"

"Oh, my allies and I were planning to have him turn against you all..." The Thunder Goddess amswered.

"What?!" Drew growled and yelled at the same time.

"I will not allow you to force my brother onto evil!" Sharena hissed. "His devotion to help others is too strong for your selfish deeds!"

"You are right, Sharena." Kiran nodded. "Besides, Alfonse vowed himself to never hurt his sister ever again."

"And you will not even break him!" Anna nodded.

"We will see about that." The Death Knight then activate his Minor Crest of Gautier to swing his scythe of Sariel and create a very dark mist.

"Stay back!" Marianne used some light magic to dispell the dark mist.

Once the mist had vanished, the Holy Masoleum was filled with enemies. The Death Knight, Thórr and Alfonse were far away from the group.

"Huh?!" Sharena looked around. "Where did they go?!"

"I sense them nearby the tomb of Saint Seiros." Valeria added. "We will have to defeat a lot of enemies in here."

"I am going after my brother, no matter what!" The Askran Princess then ran to the location.

"Sharena! Wait!" Kiran reached out his hand.

"We will have to help her." Byleth said. "Edelgard, Beles, Dimitri, Summoner, Claude. Let's go."

"I'm coming with you." Peony said. "Sharena is my friend and I am worried about her well being."

"I am also coming." Linhardt said. "You will need some healing for an unwanted battle."

"Lucretia and I are also coming with you, Professor Byleth, Bell." Ashe added, with Lucretia nodding.

"Thank you, Peony. Linhardt. Ashe. Lucretia." Beles smiled. "Now let's go find Sharena and help her."

"We'll handle things from here." Fjrom said. "Hopefully, we can repel these enemies."

"Thank you, Fjorm." Dimitri smiled.

"It is really an honor to study alongside you, Prince Dimitri." The Ice Princess added.

An arrow was fired at Byleth.

"Fais attention! (Watch out!)" Eir screamed as she threw one of her Lyfjaberg daggers at the archer that fired the arrow.

"Thank you, Eir."

"You are welcome, Professor." The Hel Princess bowed.

Byleth, Edelgard, Peony, Linhardt, Beles, Dimitri, Ashe, Kiran and Lucretia advanced to the tomb of Saint Seiros as everyone continued fighting off the enemies.

"Everyone!" Anna said. "Do not let these streoges stop you!"

"Got it." Mirabilis nodded.

Meanwhille, Sharena was making her way to Saint Seiros' tomb while defeating some enemies, staining herself and Fensalir with blood. Usually, she would be happy and cheerful, but seeing her brother in danger made her serious and angry. She hated herself for being unable to save Alfonse, and now, she has to get rid of the self doubt she has and then fight the Death Knight and Thórr to save her brother.

She finally arrived, blood and sweat dripping through her body. She hissed before holding the grip of Fensalir.

"Thórr... Death Knight... give me back my brother."

TO BE CONTINUED