A/N: (June 18th, 2008). Starting POV is Lilina. And there's an introduction of a FE6 character in this chapter.

I never realized that I made Lilina such a bitter bitch. LOLZ.

Chapter 2

I opened my eyes and shivered a little. "Marth...?" I said, sitting up and looking around. I was in his dorm room, or whatever they called it. He must've brought me here...

I looked down at my black and purple bed covers and wrapped my hands in them. I wonder why he was being so nice to me. Usually, Marth was so distant...

A few days ago, he would've just left me outside if I'd fallen asleep. He wouldn't have called me 'cute'; in fact, he probably wouldn't have said anything.

Marth was depressed, it was obvious. Even if he tried to hide it.

It was because of him...

"Roy..." I said to myself, getting off the bed. I checked the time and saw it was around 5 in the morning. Wow...how long did I sleep for?

Someone opened the door and walked into the room. "I see you're up." Came an uninterested voice.

I turned to face my husband and smiled cheerfully at him, "Good-morning dear!"

And Just as I expected, Marth gave me a look of ire and didn't respond. I will never understand him; why was he so angry with me?

"I'm going to go outside for a bit." He said, already making his exit.

"Really? But it's early in the-"

"Just leave me alone." He snapped back, slamming the door shut. Marth then quickly reopened it and muttered a quick: "Sorry" and then closed it again.

I bit my bottom lip and sat back down on the mattress. What did I do to him...


--Ness--

Yeah, it was early. I didn't care; I couldn't sleep anyway.

I always hated reunions. I have to spend three months or so with this bunch of losers. With nothing to do. No Roy to spy on. No Marth and his 'badass' attitude.

I brought out my trusty, new laptop and turned it on. I was planing to write a new story. I had about the first three chapters done, and I was on a roll. I just needed some new inspiration.

I grinned to myself, but it quickly faded.

Inspiration...

I sighed loudly; no use thinking of the past. Like the say: 'If you're stuck in the past, you can't look on to the future.' Or something like that.

I then turned my attention to the sky. It was gonna rain; the sky was bleak and pretty dark. But it wasn't dark enough to mask a figure walking up the pathway to the mansion.

I shut my laptop and place it back in the bag. Afterwards, I hid behind the bench I was sitting on, and watched the person come closer.

"This isn't good. I don't even know where they are." I heard the person say.

As the figure drew near, I realized it was a boy--about Roy's age--with green hair and dark emerald eyes. He sat down on the bench (my bench) and continued mumbling incoherently to himself.

He groaned, flung his arms in the air and said, "Roy, if only I told you..."

Not wanting to hear anymore...private things, I quickly stood up from my spot.

The boy gasped and flew off the chair. Literary. "Who the heck are you?" He asked, getting himself together.

"Give me your name and I shall give you mine." ...I could be an ass sometimes.

He narrowed his eyes. "Why should I give my name to someone like you?"

I laughed and responded, "Exactly, that's what I was thinking. You're so lame and...uh, well..."

The green haired boy walked over to me. "Ingenious." He said in a sarcastic tone.

We then heard someone cough a few feet away, making us both turn our heads. Marth was coming out of the building, facing away from me.

"Damn..." The boy got off me and scampered behind a tree.

Marth turned and waved, "Hey Ness!"

I got up and ran over to him. "Marth! Some dude with green hair tried to attack me!" Yeah, I was 14, but I was still young enough to go crying to an adult.

Marth frowned, "Who? Where is he?" He asked, getting me off him. I was about to point over to the random tree he was behind, but the boy came out himself.

He slowly walked towards us and bowed his head. Marth and I looked at each other and then back at him. "Good day, my lord." He muttered.

Marth opened his mouth, then closed it. Then he questioned, "Who are you?"

The boy frowned and said nothing.

"Do I even know you...?"

"Not really, but I live in Pherae."

I was quickly getting bored of this conversation, so I sneezed. But that really didn't do anything.

--Lilina--

After getting out of the shower, I pulled on my blue skirt and white collared shirt that Roy had always favored. When my brown boots were on, I started on my hair.

It still confused why Marth had been acting like this. I breathed out lightly; maybe it was this whole ordeal with Roy. Maybe it had affected him. But, it affected me also, and I don't act like a total jerk.

Marth would usually yell at me whenever I was late bringing his food; my social life was pretty nonexistent too. He would be gone the whole day, come home around midnight, and start complaining about irrelevant things.

He would never talk to me--not even a plain 'Hi' or 'How's your day been?'.

But maybe I was being too rough on him. Just smile and forgive, I guess.

Still, it wasn't fair when Marth started accusing me of pushing Roy over the edge. After he would say that, his eyes would start tearing up and he then would leave the house.

This was the reason why I started to think that they were more than just friends. I had tried pressing that matter on him once. It started off bad, and didn't end too well either. He just left the house abruptly; maybe asking him in the way I did was too straightforward. But how he would act, whenever the name 'Roy' came up, was too emotional for any friend to act.

Or maybe I'm being paranoid. Roy would never fall for another man.

I frowned again. I was wrong, there was his childhood friend. Me, Roy and him would always play together. But as those two grew older, their bond grew as well. Roy would always go to him for comfort, family problems, tactics for battle, everything.

"Wolt..."

Maybe Roy was blind to it, but Wolt did have feelings for him. As to be expected, Roy was good looking after all. But he was completely oblivious to all things relating to love. Hah...

I always secretly had a crush on him and I would constantly drop hints on him. Of course, Roy being Roy, probably thought it was nothing. But Wolt...for some reason, it came so easily for him. I didn't hate him for that and I didn't hate him for loving Roy, but...it kind of hurt.

Roy was the only friend that I had and I loved spending time with him. But sometimes I use to wish it was just me and him, alone.

I bounded out of my room, and down the stairs. Although I didn't want to, I had to call Marth in to eat. I looked out the window, searching for my prince, when I spotted him and Ness talking to a boy...with green hair.

I squinted...green hair?

I gasped and ran to the entrance. I then flung the door open and leaped over to where the three were.

Marth and the other two were stunned at my sudden entrance.

"Li...Lilina? Hey, this kid here, just met him. Name's-"

"Wolt." I finished, nodding my head. "I know him. What are you doing here?" I moved closer to him.

Wolt took a step back. "I...I just wanted to see..."

Another step forward. "Roy...huh?" My eyes lowered and I stared at my boots. "Weren't you there when we made the announcement?"

He shook his head. "I wasn't in Pherae at the time. I was in Nabata..." Wolt explained.

"Still..." I closed my eyes, "Still, Wolt, you should have heard. Letters were sent to each country's leader."

"I didn't want to believe it. He couldn't believe that he was actually..." Wolt trailed off, his eyes slowly filling with tears.

Bitting my lips, I walked up to him and hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder. It sucked, seeing him like this. I remember I was a complete mess too when I found out. "Wolt..." I whispered. I turned to look at my husband, "Take him inside for me, okay? I'll go and get him something to drink."

I then slowly trudged away, looking back at them occasionally. Wolt...I'm sorry.

--Marth--

"Wolt..." I said, moving closer to him. Ness growled, mumbled something about wanting to go eat, and went inside.

"He can't be dead...not him." He mumbled, closing his eyes and clenching his fists.

"I'm sorry. You two were close friends, I presume?"

Wolt muttered something inaudible and rested his forehead on my shoulder. "No. He can't be gone..."

I cringed. Why did he remind me so much of Roy? "It's okay..." I said.

He shook his head, "No, it will never be, not without him..."

I smiled sadly and gazed down at the boy who was crying in my arms. It was beginning to rain, "Let's go inside..."

Wolt nodded slowly, but didn't move. "Nothing will ever be...the same..."

Too much like Roy...

--Roy--

Cold nothingness. It was slowly driving me insane. No contact, no interaction...my cruel thoughts were the only things that were with me. Such unwanted torment, so useless...my fate, my destiny...

Redemption for all the things I've done, oblivion, total forgetfulness. Tears fall and I let out a small laugh. The time I spent here has corrupted my judgment, my body, everything.

Minutes, years, months, nothing like that existed. No stars, no light, no telling right from left. This was surly an act of retribution on me...

This...my final destination...