Well, here's the first chapter, released just after the Backstory...now...ENJOY!

Chapter 1: The Exalted Prince and the Overmind

'Overmind'

She heard the voice in her head. It sounded like a young woman, and it felt familiar...

'Overmind...please, respond...'

Try as she might, she could not remember where she heard it before.

'Overmind!'

The voice sounded more desperate...she felt she needed to reply...

'Wha...who...who are you?'

'Overmind! It's me...your Cerebrate...you...your mind...what happened to you?'

'I...I don't...'

'Just rest, Overmind...something attacked your mind, damaged your memory...do not worry, Overmind...'

She felt herself fading again, and her thoughts once more faded into silence...

"Chrom...we have to do something..."

"What do you propose we do?"

"I... I dunno... "

There were 2 voices: one a young male, one a younger female. She recognized neither. Suddenly, a more familiar voice sounded.

'Overmind...awaken...'

'Why do you call me 'Overmind'?'

'Because you are the Overmind. You are the force that guides us...'

''Us'?'

'The Zerg...'

'And the other voices?'

'You were found by Te-I mean, Humans. They are not Zerg, but they seem non-hostile. They are what you once were, before you became Zerg. Speak to them...'

With that, the Overmind finally stirred. She groaned, as her body ached, drawing the other 2's attention. At first, the figures standing over her were blurred, one taller than the other.

"I see you're awake now," the male voice said, the mostly-blue blur moving a little.

"Hey there!" the female voice said softly, the yellowish blur moving.

Finally, the two blurs began to clear, the blue one turning into a young man with navy-blue hair, and the yellow one turning into a younger female with blonde hair and pigtails.

"There're better places to take a nap than on the ground, you know," the young man said. He then extended a hand to the Overmind. "Give me your hand," he said.

The Overmind extended her right hand to him, and on the back of it, there were 2 symbols, overlaying each other as if vying for dominance: one was a V-shaped symbol possessing eyes on it. The other was a spiral, with blades sticking out of the outside of the spiral.

The young man grasped her hand, and pulled her up off the ground, their eyes meeting for a brief moment, before the two backed away a little, the man giving her some space. The Overmind's senses sharpened, and her perception of time slowed down drastically, allowing her to study the figures standing before her.

The first, the young man who helped her to her feet, was of a fit, somewhat muscular, build, and had navy-blue hair and eyes. His clothing and armor covered his left arm, but left his right arm exposed, exposing a brand of sorts on his shoulder. This brand resembled a teardrop with an arc surrounding it from the bottom, with 3 points coming out, first from the sides, then from the bottom. He appeared to be around 19 at the youngest, maybe well into his early-20s.

The girl in yellow was fairly small, and appears no older than the Overmind herself. Her blonde hair and green eyes made her look somewhat different from the navy-blue-haired male, but the shapes of her features were just similar enough to suggest the two being siblings. The Overmind was a bit perplexed by what appeared to be some kind of metal cage under the girl's dress.

It was at this point that she finally noticed a 3rd, much older figure. He had brown hair and brown eyes, and wore glistening, blue armor, over some kind of suit. He was taller than the others, and appeared to be escorting a large horse, armored in similar armor to himself.

"You all right?" the blue-haired man stated.

As the Overmind articulated a response, a word edged its way into her train of thought, and she spoke it without thinking.

"Y-Yes... Thank you...Chrom."

"Ah, then you know who I am?" the man...Chrom...asked.

The Overmind's eyes opened wide: how did she know that. "No, actually. I...It's strange... Your name, it just...came to me..."

'The mental attack...it HAS to be...' the Cerebrate stated.

"...Hmm, how curious. Tell me, what's your name? What brings you here?" Chrom stated.

"My name is... It's... Hmm?" No matter how hard she tried, she could not remember her name. All she remembered was the title the Cerebrate called her...'Overmind'...

"...You don't remember your own name?" Chrom asked, concerned.

The Overmind tried to think, but could come up with nothing. "I'm not sure if...I'm sorry...the...only thing I can remember is a title...one that's associated with me, but...it's all I can remember..."

"Really, and what might this title be?" Chrom asked, "Maybe it can help us find out who you are..."

The Overmind thought for a moment, deciding whether to say it. Then, she heard in her head, 'Go ahead...' from the Cerebrate.

The Overmind, her mind made up, stated, clearly, "Overmind..."

Chrom's face twisted in thought. "I've...never heard of an 'Overmind' before..." he stated after a short while of thought.

"I'm sorry...that's all I recall..." the Overmind stated, "Where...are we exactly?"

"Hey, I've heard of this! It's called amnesia!" the blonde stated, "Not total amnesia, maybe partial amnesia!"

"It's called a load of pegasus dung. We're to believe you remember milord's name, but not your own?" the brown-haired armored man stated, "Not to mention that title. 'Overmind'. Even if it is a real title, it sounds ominous enough, milord."

"B-But it's the truth!" the Overmind pleaded.

"...What if it IS true, Frederick? I mean...whatever group she is a part of, it doesn't look like there's any around here, and if we haven't heard of them, they're either hidden, or they don't exist in Ylisse. Which means that she's all alone out here, and we can't just leave her here, alone and confused. What sort of Shepherds would we be then?"

She then heard in her mind, from the Cerebrate, 'Trust me here, Overmind, I felt his mind. This...Chrom...he's hiding something, but he can be trusted...go with him for now...I can still find you later...fear not: I will be here for you...'

Frederick then said, "Just the same, milord. I must emphasize caution. 'Twould not do to let a wolf into our flock."

"Right then—we'll take her back to town and sort this out there," Chrom replied.

"Alright...I got nowhere to go for now...I'll follow you..." the Overmind replied.

Chrom smiled and nodded. "Thank you. Worry not: we'll hear you out when we get to town." The group started to move towards the path, the young Overmind following them. Silently, she concentrated and thought...and then her mind reached out across the ocean to a continent to the south. She gasped. "Hey, are you alright?" Chrom asked.

"Fine...I'm fine..." the Overmind replied, as she tried to comprehend what she was feeling: it was like hearing the thoughts and feelings of millions of organisms living on a single continent.

Then...the Cerebrate spoke up again. 'This is your swarm, Overmind...All that you are feeling...all life on that continent...all of it...your brood...your children...your Swarm...' This freaked her out a little. All those creatures...her's to command. That was...overwhelming...

Still...she couldn't worry about that now, she'll have to converse with the Cerebrate about this when she gets a moment alone...but her thoughts just wouldn't leave her be...

The group continued onwards, to the nearby town. However, the Overmind's thoughts continued to plague her: who was she, really? What was she? Why was she here? Was it related to the Zerg she supposedly leads? Or...was it for something else?

Finally, she had to stop, her thoughts plaguing her too much. The others noticed this, and stopped as we. "Hey, are you alright?" Chrom asked.

The Overmind shook her head. "I...I don't know...I still don't know what is to become of me. I just...feel so lost..."

"Don't worry, once we've established you are no enemy of Ylisse, we'll help you out..." Chrom said, reassuringly.

"Is that where we are? Ylisse? You mentioned it before..." the Overmind asked.

"You've never heard of the halidom? Ha! Someone pay this actor. She plays quite the fool! The furrowed brow is especially convincing..." Frederick sarcastically stated.

Chrom, however, was not pleased. "Frederick, please," he warned, before turning back to the Overmind. "This land is known as the Halidom of Ylisse. Our ruler, Emmeryn, is called the exalt. I suppose proper introductions are in order... My name is Chrom—but then, you already knew that. The delicate one here is my little sister, Lissa."

"I am not delicate!" the girl, Lissa, butted in, indignantly, "...Hmph! Ignore my brother, please. He can be a bit thick sometimes. But you're lucky the Shepherds found you. Brigands would've been a rude awakening!"

"Shepherds? You tend sheep?...In full armor?" the Overmind asked.

'I don't know if it's literal, Overmind,' the Cerebrate stated over the connection, 'But...it seems accurate...'

"Heh, it's a dangerous job. Just ask Frederick the Wary here," Chrom stated.

"A title I shall wear with pride. Gods forbid one of us keeps an appropriate level of caution," Frederick replied, before turning to the Overmind. "I have every wish to trust you, stranger, but my station mandates otherwise."

"I understand, sir. I would do no less myself," the Overmind stated...as something sparked in her mind. A single word shown out, with a warmth and familiarity that felt like finding a long-lost friend. 'Robin...'

'You remember your identity, then?' the Cerebrate asked.

'My...identity?' the Overmind asked.

'Yes...your name...no harm in saying it now: that is your name...Robin...' the Cerebrate clarified.

"I...just remembered," the Overmind, Robin, stated, with growing excitement, "My name...my name is Robin. I remember my name!"

Chrom seemed to chuckle at the Overmind's child-like enthusiasm. "Good for you...Robin...Hmmm... Is that foreign? ...Ah, well. We can discuss it later. We're almost to town. Once we—"

"Chrom, look! The town!" Lissa cried.

The group looked towards the town...and saw smoke...

"Damn it! The town is ablaze! Those blasted brigands, no doubt... Frederick, Lissa! Quickly!"

Frederick then asked, "What about her?" gesturing towards Robin.

"Unless she's on fire as well, it can wait!" Chrom stated, earning a 'Hmph!' from the subject in question.

"Aptly put, milord," Frederick stated.

Lissa then butted in, impatiently, "Let's go already!" With that, the trio ran off.

"But what about— Hmm..." Robin called out a little too late. Now, left on her own, she didn't know what to do...

'Overmind...'

'Do you...know what I should do?' Robin asked in her mind.

'Only you could answer that...although...' the Cerebrate began, 'The 'you' from before this happened would help them...but it is your choice...'

'The me from before...' Robin thought to herself, 'And the choice...it feels right: I have to help. But how?'

'You are not just a leader, a director, you can also fight. Your...'Zergstone', as you called it, allows you to unlock your Zerg Combat Form. Also, you trained your human form in Swordplay and Magic Usage. The book you have is a Thunder Tome, the item on your belt, a Bronze Sword, and on your back, a Zergling Slicer, forged from the claw of your first Zergling. You can use both.'

'Are you sure?' Robin asked in her mind, deciding to ask more about what a 'Zergling' is later.

'Positive,' the Cerebrate replied in her mind.

Robin nodded, pulled out two of the three weapons, and...felt oddly at-ease with how comfortably they fit into her hands, as though she'd used them hundreds of times before. She closed her eyes, and, finally, when she opened them, her face changed to a resolute expression...and she charged towards the fray.

*Music Track: "Red vs Blue" by Jeff Williams*

Robin rushed into the town, trying to follow Chrom's group, however, she soon runs into a Barbarian. The Barbarian swings his axe at her, and tries to slice her in half. She dodges the attack and swings the sword, being too close to be able to release a spell. The Barbarian tanks the hit, and attempts to counter, only for Robin to dodge again. Robin swings her sword, and strikes the Barbarian again. Suddenly, a pair of numbers flash before Robin's vision.

9/15

This distraction was enough to allow the Barbarian to swipe her to the side. The edge of the axe missed her, but she was still knocked to the side, her sword knocked from her hand. She barely dodged as the Barbarian tried again. Then...

'Overmind! Use your Venom Spines!'

'My WHAT?!' Robin mentally asked, confused.

'Your Venom Spines! Point your hand at your attacker, and concentrate on attacking them with a grooved bone spike coated in Venom!'

'Ok, you're the one that knows me better than I know myself right now...'

Robin did as was suggested...and she felt something bud in her palm. The Barbarian saw it too, looking at her shocked and confused...

...And Robin gasped as a sharp object shot from her hand and slammed into the Barbarian's chest, with such force as to knock him on his ass. Robin took the chance to grab her sword, and rush the Barbarian...who was howling in pain, as, and Robin watched in shock and disgust, the Barbarian's chest, starting from the spine, was partly eaten away by what appeared to be acid.

'You said those were VENOM Spines!' she exclaimed in her head.

'They are: the venom is now coursing in the bandit: not too much longer without treatment and he'll die...the acid's just a side-effect.'

"Wonderful..." Robin muttered to herself. 'Still,' she thought, 'It's effective...'

She looked back at the Barbarian she hit, and decided to put him out of his misery, stabbing him in the throat.

'You can also pick out the Spine, and throw it normally: you're immune to both the Venom and Acid.'

'And my allies...'

'...Just...make sure they know not to touch the bony spines sticking out of the brigand corpses...Or collect them yourself.'

'...' Robin had no response, as she continued her search from Chrom.

*End Track*

"Chrom, we have to stop them!" Robin heard Lissa's voice.

"Don't worry—after today, these bandits won't be bothering anyone ever again..." And Chrom's response.

Finally, she rounded a corner and spotted them. "Wait!" she called to them.

Chrom was the first to verbally react. "Robin! You followed us! Why?"

"I don't remember entirely what kind of person I was before, but I know for certain I would never let something like this-" she gestured at the burning village, "-continue without trying to stop it! I'm armed, and I know my way around a fight, if you'll have me."

Chrom still seemed a little nervous, but soon, his friendly smile returned. "Of course—strength in numbers. Just stay close!"

"Right!"

Now, it was Frederick's turn. "Remember, Robin, we face practiced thieves and murderers. They will grant us no quarter. It's kill or be killed."

"I understand. After what they did here, they deserve no quarter," Robin replied, conviction in her voice.

"Truer words were never spoken," Chrom replied.

Before the group charged, Robin said, "Oh, and if you see any bodies that look like they've been dissolved partly by acid, and there's a bony spike in the center of the dissolved corpse...don't touch the spine..."

"Huh?" the other 3 asked confused.

"Just trust me..." Robin replied, "I ran into trouble on my way here, and one of my more...effective...defense measures were activated. Short hand: Something to do with my 'Overmind' status..."

"...Alright..." Chrom replied, with a little unease. Then, Chrom got a closer look at her. "So, Robin, I see you wear a sword. Is it— Wait, is that a tome? ...You know magic?"

"Yes, I do," Robin replied, "I believe I must have practiced it before...you know..."

"Alright," Chrom stated, "As long as you know what you're doing..."

Robin nodded, and the groups advanced on each other.

*Music Track: "It's My Life" by Bon Jovi*

Chrom faced a pair of Mercenaries, while Robin challenged a third, while Frederick blitzed a small group of Myrmidons and Mages. As Robin fought the brigand, she felt a slight tingle, telling her where the Mercenary was going to strike, allowing her to block effectively. 'How...how can I-'

'Your Psionics. All Overminds have Psionic Powers, and Human-originating ones in particular possess a wide range of powers ranging from Telepathy, speaking through thought, like you have been using with me; to Telekinesis, the ability to move objects with your mind; to creating Psionic Shadows of themselves that can attack their foes; to even limited precognisence, like which you just experienced. It's not perfect, but you can predict an average opponent's attacks, allowing you to effectively counter. Be warned: some enemies may be too unpredictable to predict with this ability, so be on your guard.'

'Good to know...' Robin replied in her mind. The whole exchange happened fast enough to where Robin was barely fazed by it, and was able to take down her opponent. She saw Chrom manage to take down one of his opponents...but the other one got behind him and was about to strike. "Look out!" she called, raising her hand and focusing again, summoning a grooved spine and firing it at high speed at the Mercenary. By the time Chrom whirled around, the bony spike had implanted itself in his assailant, the man falling to the ground, the acid from the spine dissolving his flesh, and the venom killing the man. Robin then rushed over to Chrom, as a Myrmidon charged him. Robin quickly swiped up the spike from the now-corpse, and threw it like a throwing knife, catching the charging opponent in the neck, almost dissolving it off.

The duo were silent for a moment, Chrom shocked to silence due to Robin's warning now making sense...then he said, remembering the warning, "I thought you said not to touch the spines."

"Something about...well...me...makes me immune to the acidic effect," she replied, "The rest of you would dissolve your hand off if you touched it."

"Good to know..." Chrom replied. Robin walked over, and extracted the spike from the man's barely-a-neck. "How did you do that anyways?" Chrom asked.

"I...really don't fully know myself...If...if my memories weren't in such tatters, I'd bet I'd be able to explain it better, but..." She clutched her head, bothered by the missing memories.

"It's alright, we'll figure this out later, now's not the time to fall apart," Chrom stated.

'He's right. The main leader of this raid is still active to the north, and other bandits are still ready to attack...' the Cerebrate spoke through her mind.

"Alright...Thank you..." 'Both of you...' Then, she looked over...and the strange phenomenon began again. Strange numbers appearing above individuals' head. Then, their weapons became outlined, and when she concentrated, she could easily identify them. Finally, more numbers appeared, labeled by the words 'strength', 'magic', 'resistance', and others.

"Still with us, Robin?" Chrom asked.

Robin didn't realize she was spacing. "Hmm...It's strange. Here on the battlefield, I can...Well, I can "see" things."

"See things? Like what?" The moment Chrom asked was also the moment Robin was obtaining the answers herself.

"The enemy's strength, their weaponry, the flow of battle...I must have studied this somewhere...Or it could be one of my 'Overmind' abilities...maybe both..."

'It's both...'

"So, you're saying you can size up the enemy at a glance?" Chrom asked.

"Yes, and more, if I apply myself...Needless to say, I think I know what to do: have Lissa keep near Frederick, and have him engage the Myrmidons still to the southern edge of the field, while you and I take out the Barbarians and Mages guarding the bridge."

"Sounds like a plan to me!" Chrom stated.

They relayed the plan to the others, and set it in motion. Thanks to the plan (and a few well-placed shots from Robin's 'grooved Venom Spines'), the enemy was swiftly knocked down. Robin surveyed the battlefield one last time.

When she was finished, she announced, "The boss is the only one left."

"Right, let's finish this!" Chrom stated.

When Frederick and Lissa met up with the pair, the team charged forward at the brigand leader. "Here, sheepy sheepy! Come to the slaughter!"

With that, she and Chrom charged, and the Brigand Leader struck, his sweep having such power as to stagger the duo. Then, the raid leader prepared to bring his axe down on Chrom. Frederick readied to charge in...but he (and Chrom) stopped, and stared in shock as Robin shot forward, faster than any human should, and...stopped the axe with her bare hand. Even as the axe cut in, she didn't relent, and neither did her hand: the axe only cut slightly into her skin, enough to draw blood, but yet, the axe didn't go further in. Instead, she sheathed her sword, took something off her back, and, with the new weapon...exerted such power as to snap the axe in half, using the hand she used to stop it to throw the axe head to the side.

She then brought the hand she stopped the axe to her side. Chrom was about to call Lissa...but the words lost themselves as he saw Robin's hand: the wound...was rapidly healing, her hand regenerating. It was then that he noticed Robin's eyes: what were normally just eyes with purple irises were now two glowing purple orbs...her face with an expression of anger. She then charged forward. The brigand held the shaft of his broken axe defensively, as Robin brought her weapon arm down...and swinging in an upward arc, sliced the brigand in half, bottom to top...

The two halves fell silently to the ground, the village falling into a deathly silence.

*End Track*

Then, Chrom got a good look at Robin's weapon: it wasn't made from metal, but from the claw of some kind of creature. What surprised him most was how pristine the blade was, despite the hits he saw it take during the fighting. 'Must have been one tough creature,' he thought. Then, he got a look at its shape...

...It wasn't a sword, or an axe, or anything like that...It was a Scythe. One of Robin's weapons was a Scythe, with a blade made from some kind of creature's claw. The blade was long and thin, definitely as though it were grown to be a scythe blade.

Robin's eyes returned to normal, then she dropped to her knees, panting in exhaustion, scythe falling from her hands. Chrom rushed to her side. "Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

Robin looked up at him, groggly, but she managed to stifle it, and nod, smiling. "Yeah, I'm fine...just...need a little rest..." Chrom then helped her to her feet, before returning her scythe to her. Robin then stowed the weaoon and said, "Well, that's the end of that."

"Lucky for the town, we were close by. But holy wow, Robin! I mean...I don't know WHAT to say! Swords, Sorcery, Tactics, shooting spines out of your hands, and who knows WHAT ELSE?!"

"You're certainly no helpless victim, that much is for sure," Chrom stated, "I'm starting to wonder just what being an 'Overmind' is..."

"Indeed. Perhaps you might even be capable of an explanation for how you came here?" Frederick added.

Robin winced at that, "I understand your skepticism, Sir Frederick, but please, believe me. I have shared all that I know with certainty." 'We're going to have to tell them about us, sooner or later...don't we?' Robin asked in her mind, to the Cerebrate.

There was silence for a time, until the Cerebrate finally replied, '...Your...mission...was to...attempt...a peaceful first contact...with Ylisse...However, it would be wisest to wait until our forces arrive, that way should negotiations go sour, we have an escape plan.'

'Alright...' Robin thought back.

The exchange took place within a second, so Robin's mind was back in reality, when Chrom responded to Robin's earlier statement with, "You fought to save Ylissean lives. My heart says that's enough."

"And your mind, milord? Will you now heed its council as well?" Frederick asked.

Chrom merely answered, "Frederick, the Shepherds could use someone with Robin's talents. We've brigands and unruly neighbors, all looking to bloody our soil. Would you really have us lose such an able tactician? Besides, I believe her story, vastly odd as it might be."

"Th-thank you, Chrom," Robin replied.

"So how about it? Will you join us, Robin?" Chrom asked.

Robin was uncertain. What of the Swarm? Would joining the Shepherd affect them at all?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar, young feminine voice in her mind. 'Worry not, you need not be physically present to lead the Swarm. Besides, joining them could bring a potent ally to the Swarm...besides, I sense it in your heart, and I can tell you this: your past self would desire to help, and would have accepted without a second thought, as much as you want to as well.'

'Alright...thank you...' Robin then returned her attention to Chrom, who seemed like he was waiting patiently for her answer. "I would be honored," Robin finally replied, bringing a smile to Chrom's face.

The group had split up to aid in repairing the town, during which time, Chrom's group was shocked to see that, in addition to her super-human durability and perception, Robin also possesses inhuman strength, when she managed to lift a collapsed roof off of a child, allowing Lissa to heal the child.

Eventually, they gathered up once the repairs reached a point where the villagers could handle it from there. "Well, that's done...but still! Super strength! What CAN'T you do, Robin?!" Lissa exclaimed. Robin just shrugged, uncertain still of what all her Zerg traits consisted of.

Frederick, however, stepped forward. "There are more pressing matters we need to discuss. Did you notice, milord? The brigands spoke with a Plegian accent."

"Plegian? What's that?" Robin asked.

Chrom replied, "Plegia is Ylisse's westerly neighbor. They send small bands into our territory, hoping to instigate a war."

Robin scowled. "Those monsters...They sound..." She then let out an animalistic snarl, that caused everyone (except, surprising, Lissa) to back two steps away from her.

Lissa, instead, said, "You said it, sister... And it's the poor townsfolk who suffer! Totally innocent, and totally helpless..."

Frederick stepped forward, and, in an uncharacteristically (at least, as far as Robin knew) gentle voice, said, "They do have us, milady: Shepherds to protect the sheep. Do not be swept up in your anger. It will cloud your judgment."

"I know, I know... Don't worry. I'll get used to all this," Lissa replied. It took a while longer for Robin to simmer down, but they could tell she was safe to approach when she stopped producing hisses and snarls that sounded like they should be coming from a Wyvern instead of a Human.

Eventually, a villager approached the group. "Milord, please! You must stay the night! We are simple folk of simple means, but we would gladly toast your valor with a feast!"

Frederick, however, spoke before anyone else could. "A most generous offer, sir, and no doubt your hospitality would be grand... But I'm afraid we must hurry back to Ylisstol."

"Dark meat only for me, medium well, and no salt in the soup. I simply—" Lissa halted mid-statement. "Wait, what?! We're not staying?! But, Frederick, it's nearly dark!"

"When night falls, we'll camp. Eat off the land, make our bed of twigs and the like... I believe you mentioned you would be "getting used to this"?" Frederick replied.

Lissa pouted. "Frederick? Sometimes I hate you."

"You've quite the stern lieutenant there," Robin stated.

'Indeed...' the Cerebrate replied.

Lissa crossed her arms, still pouting. "Yeah, well, "stern" is one name for it. I can think of a few others!"

"Frederick only smiles when he's about to bring down the axe," Chrom replied in good humor.

Robin answered, "Duly noted."

Frederick then cleared his throat. "You DO realize I AM still present?"

"Oh, we realize," Chrom replied, causing Robin (and, unknown to the others, the Cerebrate hearing everything through Robin) to giggle.

"Milord remains as amusing as ever," Frederick said, in an unamused tone, "Now then, shall we be going?"

"All right, all right," Chrom replied, "Ready to go Robin? The capital isn't far."

The group moved to walk away, and Robin followed, pulling up the rear. 'You won't get there by nightfall, you know that right?'

'Yeah, yeah...You said you'd catch up with me...how will I prepare the others for your arrival?' Robin asked.

'I would suggest waiting for a time where everyone is settled down, and there's little chance to be attacked,' the Cerebrate replied.

'Alright, so, tonight it is...' Robin replied.

Well, that's it for the first chapter. Now, before you ask: yes, Robin has 2 brands fighting each other on her hand: her Mark of Grima and a brand in the shape of the StarCraft II emblem for the Zerg.

Also, Robin's little 'outburst' against Garrick is NOT going to be a 'common' thing, until MUCH later in the story. Furthermore, yes, Robin has a Scythe. While Robin retains her "Tactician" class from the game, she also has a 'secondary' "Zerg Overmind" class. The information for that, and its promotion will be at the bottom of this Author's Note.

I'll admit the Overmind Class Line will be a little...overpowered...but, please note that this IS meant to be the Zerg OVERMIND, so it's obvious she'd gain bonuses due to the presence of Zerg in Combat, hence her abilities.

One more thing, a note on the class information: the reason 'Infested Human' is a possible 'random' spawn for 'Call of the Swarm' will be explained in later chapters, mainly around the events of the game's Chapter 10 and 11...

Zerg Overmind Line

Zerg Overmind

Weapons: Scythe, Sword, Zergstone

Promotions: Overmind Omega

Skill 1: Eye of the Swarm (Increases Hit and Avoid by (1 x number of Zerg Units in battle) for two turns, can attack twice)

Skill 2: Soul of the Swarm (Increases all stats by (2 x number of Zerg Units in battle) for two turns, Allows usage of Dark Magic)

Notes: Counts as Zerg Unit, has special ranged attack

Overmind Omega

Weapons: Scythe, Sword, Zergstone

Promotions: N/A

Skill 1: Heart of the Swarm (Divides all damage taken by number of Zerg Units in battle)

Skill 2: Call of the Swarm (Spawns 3 random Zerg Units (Zergling, Roach, Hydralisk, Mutalisk, or Infested Human) that remain until the end of battle; can only be used once per battle)

Notes: Counts as Zerg Unit, has special ranged attack, Can use Rapiers