AN: This chapter is a bit dark, just a heads up (The story is rated M for a reason).

Chapter 8

(Noah)

The voices outside the door suddenly stopped and the door swung open several inches. Something was thrown into the room and then the door was immediately slammed shut and locked from the outside. I looked closely at the small cube that had been tossed through the door, noticing several runes carved into the surface. It wasn't until the runes started glowing and the cube began hissing that I realized what it was. It was a fucking magic gas grenade.

"Cordelia! Get that window open!" I shouted. She spun her lance into the glass pane without hesitation, but the weapon just bounced off. It was also at this moment that I realized glass windows in an inn weren't normal for this time period. By this point, the room had slowly begun to fill up with a purple cloud and my head was throbbing. I rushed over to the bed and tore two stips off one of the sheets. "Tie this around your face, and breathe in as little as possible," I ordered as I handed her one of the strips of cloth. It would have worked better if I had been able to get the makeshift mask wet, but there wasn't a source of water in the room. Cordelia nodded and did as I said, a look of worry and terror in her eyes.

As my vision began to blur, I steeled my resolve. Whatever Kesel Duvali had done to Cordelia to make her so angry earlier and so afraid now most have been horrible. He was going to pay for what he had done to her. I watched as she slowly slipped into unconsciousness toppled to the floor, and soon after I did the same.

When I woke up next I was in a cell. Cordelia was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear her screaming and sobbing. Just thinking about what was happening to her filled me with rage. That fucking bastard. Fuck bringing him in alive, he doesn't deserve to live.

I sat there fuming for several minutes before the screaming finally stopped. A few seconds later the cell door was opened and Cordelia was tossed in, naked. She immediately scampered into the corner and curled up into a ball, and I looked away in embarrassment.

"Now be a good girl for Uncle Kesel and maybe you'll get another reward," the man who had thrown her in the cell said before walking away. As soon as he was gone Cordelia broke down into tears. I took off my jacket and held it out to her without looking.

"Here, put this on."

She sniffled and tenderly accepted. "Thank you." There was a pause and some rustling as she slowly put the jacket on.

(Connor)

Something was wrong. It had been three hours since Noah and Cordelia had entered the inn. They should have signaled him by now.

"That's it. I'm going in," Connor growled from his perch atop the roof of the neighboring building. He jumped down into the street, people gasping in shock at the strange man who had just jumped three stories and landed on his feet unharmed. He pulled out his 4th Horseman shotgun and strode up to the door of the Green Dragon Inn and kicked it in pumping the quad barrel shotgun for dramatic effect. The door flew off the hinges and crashed into the back wall, just barely missing the desk attendant.

"Where is Kesel Duvali?!" the Hunter shouted at the man behind the counter as he leveled his weapon at his head.

"I don't know wha-"

Connor fired a blast into the wall behind him and pumped the shotgun again. There were screams outside the inn from the crowd that had begun to gather. "Wrong answer. Try again."

"He'll kill me!" the man screamed in terror.

Connor growled in response, grabbing him by the neck and fling him across the room. He fired the 4th Horseman a second time, blowing off the man's left arm. His screams were joined by more from outside. The Guardian walked over and leveled his shotgun at the man again. "You have ten seconds before I turn you into a red smear. Ten… nine… eight..." he pumped the shotgun again.

"OKAY OKAY OKAY! GODS THAT HURTS! There's a trapdoor behind the counter that leads to a tunnel, but Kesel has the only key."

"... six… five…"

"Wait, why are you still counting?"

"...two… one." Another blast from the 4th Horseman and the man was no more. The screams outside were a lot louder this time. Connor frowned from inside his helmet. "Three strikes, you're out."

Walking back over to the counter he took a look at the trap door. It was made out of very sturdy looking steel. It didn't stay that way for long though, because a single blast from Connor's grenade launcher was all it took to turn it into a smoldering heap of slag. Chrom and Robin chose that moment to finally show up. "You should have just let me find and kill the sonuvabitch. Now look what's happened," Connor complained.

"You've done enough killing for today!" Chrom shouted. "That man was innoce-"

"He worked for Duvali. Had the same tattoo on his neck as the men who tried to kill Noah," the Guardian corrected. "As for your other statement, I'm just getting started. Don't get in my way, I'd rather you not get hurt." He turned and started down the stairs into the tunnel.

AN: A slightly shorter chapter today. We find out why Cordelia was so mad at the mention of Duvali a few chapters ago, even if it was a bit dark. Next chapter will probably just be Connor going on a murder stomp, not gonna lie.

Onto the review responses!

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Haro654: Thank you! It really means a lot to me that you enjoy the story. As for Noah and Cordelia getting to know each other, there will be A LOT more of that happening in the future.

OnePunchPlayer: Yeah, finding a way to implement elements of the Destiny universe without destroying the Fire Emblem universe is difficult. As for Connor and Lucina, I'm not too sure about that yet. I was leaning in that direction, what with both of them being time travelers and all.

Tech nerd: Like I said last time, expect the unexpected. Grima's still up in the air at this point.

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