Revelations: Ascalon and the Dragon

by TheMemeEdgeLord

Time can always change, and sometimes all it takes is one small event to change it. A small child, with scattered memories, and found with a lance and a dragon. Taken to Nohr and raised there by the soldiers, rising and falling but unaware of the path destiny has carved for him, what role he plays in the grand scheme. I don't own FE Fates, but my oc is mine. [Camilla x OC]

18. Chapter 18: The Path Is Yours

Hoping right on into it everybody! Thank you for your continued support and I have such big plans for this story! Like, whoa man, they be huge! Anyway, to the PLOT!

Song for the Chapter: Survival by Muse

Warning: Battle, dark themes, and some tense and painful moments

Chapter: The Path is Yours

[Castle Krakenburg, Throne Room- One Day Later- Corrin]

"The Bottomless Canyon, father? I will do my best to secure the location…for Nohr." Corrin answered, unsure as to if he truly wished for this to be his proving mission.

"Excellent. Gunter and Felicia will join you, as your other siblings have been assigned to missions of their own. If you find Leo out there, you are to capture him and subdue him, then bring him back to stand judgment. Iago has reported to me that he was spotted fleeing into Hoshido, which is a crime and treachery to his country. Do not fail." Garon explained, displeased to deal with this young welp.

Corrin politely nodded and reassure his father that he would do as asked, turning to leave the Throne Room ask quickly but unsuspiciously as he could. Upon reaching the door his father called for him one last time, asking a question that sent shivers down his spine.

"Oh, also…if you find anyone speaking about General Ascalon, or his ideas he supported, kill them on site. If you disobey, or are hiding information about the man, you will suffer a Traitor's Execution. You are dismissed."

Leaving even faster after that announcement, feeling sick to his stomach, Corrin dashed down many halls, making sure to take lots of twists and turns, before ducking into the hidden passages and bolting right for the previously mentioned man. The other royal siblings had been called into similar meetings, all of them coming back frightened and telling their tale to the Draco Knight. Even Elise was being sent out. Now it was his turn and boy was he not excited for it in the slightest. He caught his breath as he entered the room, finding his brother reading while leaned into a pile of pillows.

Setting the book aside Ascalon, finally recovered from his wounds and wearing the dragon eyepatch Camilla had made, sat up and asked, "Well, was yours the same as everyone else? Mission and ominous warnings and threats?"

Flopping on the bed Corrin groaned into the blankets and nodded, saying, "Yes, and I don't think he knows you're alive but, he suspects something. Speaking anything of you is illegal and punishable by death. Why is he like this? What's wrong with him? I bet it's something to do with Iago and whatever god he covets."

"You're not wrong bud. Iago has a god, one I haven't heard of. We need to be careful and smart. If you meet with a man named Kaze, trust him. He's an old friend of mine, as are Saizo and Kagero. Rinkah too. Be safe and don't forget what we're fighting for."

"I know. I'd never forget it…or you guys. Lon, the others will be safe right? They'll come back?"

Ascalon, understanding the fear his brother held, pulled the young man into a hug and held him tightly, answering, "Of course Cori. I won't let them die, and in the end we'll all be together. Just remember everything we've taught you and we'll soon be in a much brighter world; I can feel it."

Hugging back Corrin nuzzled into his brother, afraid to let go, and whispered, "I will. I can't wait."

[Bottomless Canyon- The Next Day- Corrin, Gunter, Felicia]

The skies rumbled loudly, shaking from the thunder and lightning, frying the nerves of the young man and maid, doing nothing much to bother the weathered veteran. In the distance they could see the fortress, vacant and void of anyone being there, for obvious reasons as the environment and terrain were not exactly the best. Of course, having a rather unhealthy-looking Hans being with them made the situation even more uncomfortable, as Corrin knew from Ascalon and Camilla that the man had been killed by lightning and buried in the ground. Yet here he stood, a wicked grin on his face as he was too happy to be here.

Nervously he sidled up next to Gunter, asking the calm man, "Hey, so is this canyon really bottomless? Like, is that even possible?"

"Those who fall into it never return or are found so…that plus the eternal darkness should be answer enough." Gunter replied coolly, chuckling some at the young man's concern. "This land isn't right, the sky always dark and foreboding, lightning striking down all who fly across, clearly us mortals were never meant to be here. Yet, despite our normal routine of going around, King Garon wants us to go to that small fort lost in the midst of this place."

"I see. It's not too bad…the fresh air is nice. Let's go on guys."

At this, just as the group prepared to move onward, a Hoshidan swordsman ran up, shouting, "Don't advance any further Nohrian soldiers! We do not wish to fight, however, if you cross this bridge it will violate our border treaty. Please, turn back at once or we will be forced to attack."

Felicia, under her breath, said, "Oh dear. We've got a lot of trouble."

Corrin nodded, unsure as to what to say only to be shoved aside as Hans pushed past him, grin plastered on the mans face as he raised his axe and swung quickly, catching the Hoshidan by surprise. That emotion was the last one the poor soul felt as his head was cleaved in half, blood spurting forth and staining the cruel fighter's face. He ignored the words of the prince, knowing the fool was nothing more than a pawn, a weak babe new to this kill or be killed world, and continued onward on his personal mission assigned by Iago. All that mattered was killing his targets and succeeding. Hans left the others as the Hoshidan leader gave the command to eliminate the enemies and to leave none alive. Gunter, showing his stress, mumbled about how there was no way out of this now, sinking the reality and dread into Corrin as he watched the quickly escalating fight.

Corrin, nervous and anxious to face people he did not wish to fight, turned to the veteran and maid, giving one more command before engaging. "Do not kill the Hoshidans. Knock them out if you must but we did not come here to fight. Hans is up to something of his own and I won't have our reputation sullied by him. Let's go guys!"

[Castle Shirasagi- Same Day- Sakura, Takumi, Azura, Ryoma]

They were idly spending time, playing games quietly as they tried to remain calm. Retainers stood guard in corners, chatting with one another in hushed tones as the tensions between the light and dark kingdom grew with each passing day. All of them knew how hard it was for the eldest to remain at peace, how the false accusations burned his ears and angered him greatly, how each day was a struggle to keep from declaring war, the last thing any of them wanted. Yet situations grew worse and worse, several attacks on border towns causing outrage, the oldest princess missing for several days, and the old royal advisors telling Ryoma that it was a good thing he had not taken the Draco Knight as a husband, as he died before the pair would have been able to rule. Those words in particular had the entire palace on their last nerves as they all wished to lash out at the old men and their agonizing words.

Thankfully the mood lightened, only a smidge, when Mikoto entered the room with a serene expression and soft smile. She glided across the floor, for once graceful, and knelt next to her children, hugging them all one by one and explaining that there was a new attack at the Bottomless Canyon, as well as many other occurrences. The one that caught most of their attention was the news that George had randomly showed up at the Wind Tribe, accompanied by Kaze and Rinkah none the less. Both of them said they would explain what was happening when they reached the castle, as the information was too delicate to be sent in any kind of note, even a coded one. Excitedly the group began to liven up, even Azura as she told her siblings at last of her time in Nohr as a princess there, how close she was with the Draco Knight and his dragon. She brought up her fond memories of them, how life had been and how dearly the Nohrian children loved her despite the space between them. Azura fought her hardest as she spoke of Ascalon, hiding her few tears, and explained that he had been the one to chase down her kidnappers. Ending at that she fell silent again, deep in thought and graciously accepting a hug from Sakura.

Mikoto, who's heart was warmed as her children spoke of how they knew the Nohrian siblings were not evil, listened in and smiled even more as her children discussed what they would do if war happened, how they would only attack those that wanted to fight, protecting the people that wished for peace. They held no hatred for the dark kingdom, as they knew now only very specific figures were the ones leading the torrent of anger and lies. She quietly thanked the gods that her kids had grown so exceptionally, thanking also a god she knew was long in slumber but prayed one day would wake to soothe the Silent one, as the balance was needed as below and above.

Once she knew she had spent up the free time she had, she bade her children farewell and rose to her feet, explaining that she needed to attend to a few matters before dinner. They nodded in response, wishing her a good day, and then returning to their conversations. Mikoto exited the hall, running through numbers and plans in her head, wishing so badly that either of her sisters were with her. She missed them so much, Arete's beautiful singing and Freya's wisdom, humming softly the fourth verse of the song they all sang, the verse that had been left untouched for over a decade due to the wrath of the angered silent god. Just as she was about to sing some herself, running footsteps from behind surprised her, as did the sudden impact she received.

Stunned and unsure as to who tackled her and why, Mikoto huffed as she struggled to rise, looking and finding the purple haired seer with a few drops of blood coming from the corners of her eyes and a determined yet terrified expression clear as day on her face. The queen, concerned now, waited for her retainer to speak, heart skipping a beat when she did so, as the warning was ominous but hopeful.

Orochi, keeping from shouting but unable to qualm her nerves, told the queen, "There will be a time very soon where you will think to block but do not. Like I tackled you, tackle them. Something is off with fate, and there is a slim chance to succeed where others have failed. Also…from now on keep your strongest staff on you, and your bow. Please, do not forget my words. Destiny is warping, and the waters have found a new path."

That said, the retainer climbed to her feet and began to leave, ending her premonition with, "The Resounding One also says hello, and thanks you for your prayers."

[The Bottomless Canyon- An Hour Later- Corrin, Gunter, Felicia]

They had won. Hoshidans were tied up and knocked out, or at least the ones they had reached before Hans were. As for the terrible fighter, he was nowhere to be seen, having been heavily injured and vanishing. Needless to say, they were relieved that he was gone, as none of them liked him one bit and knew the fiend was always terrible to Corrin's siblings. It was as they were catching their breath and Felicia was tending to the injured Hoshidans, that a few more showed up, including an angry red-haired ninja with one eye. Corrin, fumbling to remember who his allies were, paused and cautiously waited for the man to make and action, as did his allies.

Looking around, bewildered by this strange occurrence, Saizo, the angry ninja, at first said, "You're the commander of these troops? Bah! You're nothing more than…wait, Prince Corrin? Cori?"

Stunned but also relieved, Corrin sighed and smiled grimly, replying, "Saizo! I'm so happy to see you again! Trust me though, this wasn't what I wanted…father ordered this and…oh gods things have been terrible."

As the two friends went to embrace one another, showing there was no ill will, a new bunch of people arrived, hot and ready to fight, putting the breaks on when they found who it was. Xander tugged harshly on his mount's reigns, commanding his horse to come to a stop as he saw the old ally. Camilla, who was right on his tail as was Elise, copied suit and ceased their forward charge, apologizing for spooking the Hoshidan swordsmen nearby. Dismounting the eldest prince quickly dashed over and held his brother and the ninja close, earning a laugh from the Corrin and a groan from Saizo.

"I can't tell you how relieved I am to see you both! Are you okay though Corrin? The missions father sent all of us on were traps and we were worried he did the same to you. He's weeding out the military, sending troops on suicidal tasks and jobs, killing just because Iago tells him to." Xander explained, making sure his friend heard as well.

"I think this was supposed to be one. Hans and some of his men were sent with us, but they were defeated quickly…not before they killed some innocent men and women though. I'm so sorry Saizo." Corrin told them, guilty that he hadn't been strong enough to prevent such meaningless violence.

Nodding in understanding, the ninja replied, "You did all you could. Honestly, most of us in the military know of Hans too, as Ascalon was never too fond of him for obvious reasons. A question though: have any of you seen or heard of Kagero or Princess Hinoka being spotted anywhere? Hinoka went by Akane in the underground if that helps."

The siblings paused, Xander speaking first as he replied, "I spoke with Kagero recently. She had come to warn me of how things were going, the tensions and how the royals were quiet upset…along with the threat of war. Kagero had promised me she would buy me some time while I tried to work things out."

Elise chimed in afterwards, adding, "Oh, Leo went to go see Akane after we found Ascalon! Is she really Hinoka? We've been friends for three years and I didn't know?!"

At this all eyes turned to the young princess, who had dismounted as well as joined them, now awkwardly fiddling with her hands as the ninja choked on the air he was breathing. A moment later Saizo asked loudly, "He's alive? I need to return back to the capital! I'll speak with you all soon and let you know what's happening! Farewell!"

At this Saizo sped away, vanishing as well as the other two swordsmen. They all stood together, wondering why that news had such a violent effect on their friend. It was good news, but why did he need to leave because of it? Unsure of the reason, the bunch agreed to patch up the Hoshidans left here and then return home, so as not to allude to their true intentions to anyone. Climbing back on their mounts, the other siblings left first, explaining that they needed to make it appear as if they hadn't grouped up here together, so father suspected nothing. Corrin would be the last to return, as he had been the last sent out, and he would give a false tale to their parent. Once that was settled, Xander left first, Camilla being second, and Elise going third. Gunter chuckled as he found the situation darkly amusing, commenting how he loved the comradery between them all. Felicia, who was finishing with the Hoshidan troops, came over with a huff and stumble, knocking into her liege and apologizing for the twentieth time that day.

Just as they were about to leave themselves, Corrin and Gunter crossing a bridge together, Corrin was about to ask where Felicia was until the sounds of running steps interrupted him, drawing their attention. Turning to look he found Hans, of all people, running up like an angry bull, axe in hand and deranged grin on his face. Loudly he shouted, "More! More DEATH!"

Charging forwards, he went at the veteran, slashing violently and uncontrollably, his shrinking sanity showing as he cackled and howled when the horse backed away in fear and neighed loudly as their leg broke through the beams. Corrin started over, freezing when the rest of the man and horse fell through the growing hole, both crying in alarm and fear as they fell into the dark chasm. Denial settling in he dashed to the spot they had broken through, shaking his head as he couldn't accept this.

Unable to think through his blinding rage, Corrin felt his body morph and change as he grew horns, similar to George's, and his arm shifted to something unknown. Attacking he shouted, "You'll pay for this! In blood or answers! Your choice!"

Hans, unprepared for this new foe, ducked away and tried to evade, panting as he shouted, "Iago commanded this, and will end all of you, including the one you tried so hard to hide!"

Screaming in rage and fear Corrin tried to swing his sword, only to find that the blade glowed and dragged him towards the chasm as well, pulling him over after Gunter. Fearful he would perish, he fell into the consuming darkness, seeing a light begin to radiate behind him and then feeling arms wrap around his middle. At the last moment someone saved him, halting his downward descent and sharply turning everything around and skyrocketing back up.

Corrin looked at what was holding him, shocked when he found an odd creature, blue and red in color. The hat gave away who this was, and, in awe, Corrin said, "Lilith? Is that…is that really you? What are you?"

Bittersweetly laughing, she answered, "Yes it's me. I'm not a human…I am a dragon. This is my true but small form. You've seen it before though. Remember that strange bird you rescued in the barn all that time ago?"

"You? You're the bird?"

"Yes, although I have no idea why you'd believe I was a bird. Anyway, after you rescued me and helped, I gained enough strength to take a human form. You were so sweet and kind that I chose to stay human and serve you afterwards. Using these powers were beyond that form though, and I fear I will not be able to return to that form on my own. It's aright as the most important thing to me is that you're safe."

As he opened his mouth to ask another of his million questions, Corrin saw a lightning bolt strike the small dragon, earning a yelp from her and him. While it did not do much harm, it was dangerous, and Corrin shouted, "Lilith, we can't fly anymore! Drop me if you need to but we can't be up in the sky!"

Ignoring his pleas, she said loudly, "First Dragons I call on you to grant us access to the astral plane!"

A bright light appeared, closer to the ground, and waited patiently as the pair swooped towards it, diving inside. Corrin shut his eyes tight, scared of what was happening, and told himself everything would be okay. The last this he thought of were his siblings and how he hoped they were safe.

[Safe Haven- A Day Later- Ascalon]

He stared at his broken armor, saddened as it was one of the few remaining things he had from his father. The buckler shield he always carried, a gift from his mother, was damaged too. Deep cracks and scores ran along the dirty and grime coated surfaces, chunks missing, scorch marks clear as day in the candle light. His heart ached in sour anger and disappointment in himself that Iago and Hans had somehow survived the blow that nearly killed him. Running a hand over the wrecked breastplate, Ascalon hummed to himself the verse his mother knew from the song Arete had taught him, confused as to why the queen had never sung these lines.

It was as he uttered the first few words, voice quietly carrying the familiar tune, that a voice spoke to him in first a whisper.

"A saddened heart, burned up in the flames

Ashes fall down heavy like rain-" He sang softly.

"Screams shake the sky

Through day and night

You rise again to fight." The voice sang back, gaining strength as it went.

Terrified, Ascalon spun on his heel, scanning the room for the source of the voice, heart racing and breath quickening as he found no-one. He wasn't crazy though and knew for certain he had indeed heard someone sing the following lines of a song unknown to this world. Nerves on end he cleared his throat and asked clearly, "Who are you? I know where you're from."

Inside his head they spoke again, voice gentle and androgynous, neither male or female but radiating power and calm. They answered, "I am one of the First Dragons, one that resided in our home of Valla, at peace with my brother Anankos the Silent Dragon, until I put myself to slumber in the flames of a volcano to save our people. For too long I have been sleeping…not waking and seeing what my blood has become. I am Fasankos, the Resounding Dragon and ruler of destiny and law. Chaos and Order. That song you sing is one of my tale…one long forgotten and lost in the wind as my ashes were."

"…Holy shit. Sorry! Crap. Sorry again! Uh…sorry I woke you?"

"Ha, oh small…mostly human, I am grateful. All worlds are in danger and even the threads of time are lost, as I have been absent too long. Now, my child, please take my gift, as my strength is fading for now, and fix was has been broken and see what has been hidden. Find me in the silent land where the spirits meet the twilight. And remember, do not let him get you."

With that said, the energy faded only some and, Ascalon gazed around the room in bewilderment before turning his eyes down, breath catching as he found his hand glowing like hot steel. It was the hand not holding the breastplate yet, he felt an unknown urge to put it exactly where the damage was, dazedly giving in and watching what unfolded. Incredibly, as he ran his hand over the metal, it smoothed out all blemishes and cracks, creating new material to replace what was lost, forging the armor new and returning it to its former glory. Amazed that this was actually happening, the Draco Knight turned his new skill on the rest of the suit, mending every piece and fixing all the pain etched into the dark metal. Finishing with the shield he stood breathless and lost in his spinning thoughts, drowsiness slowly creeping up and settling into his body and bones. His mind raced as he asked himself so many questions, eventually ending up back on that song verse he knew from long ago, one his mother sang and cherished. In a blink he collapsed in an unconscious heap, holding his shield close and dreaming of his long-lost home.

[Flame Tribe, Hoshido- Later that Day- Corrin]

He woke up, head aching some, still in disbelief that Lilith had taken him to the astral planes, let him rest there, and explained all that she could as well as that she could make it homier once she rested. She had sent him back to the real world and, after tripping and scaring someone he literally ran into, vaguely recalled a club being swung at him. The last thing he had thought then was that she looked like someone from a tribe and tried to ask her name yet couldn't beat the terrible smack he'd taken. Now, as he grumbled and opened his eyes, he found himself inside a small rural home, laid next to a fire pit on some kind of mat.

A gruff but warm woman's voice sounded across the fire from him, saying, "Sorry about the bump. My name's Rinkah and we're in the Flame Tribe which is inside the territory of Hoshido. Once you're up and-"

"You're Rinkah?! That's great! Ascalon is my brother and he told me that you were a trusted person. Oh, I'm sorry I spooked you back there by the way." Corrin explained excitedly, cutting her off as he wished her to know he was no enemy.

"Uh, wait…are you his little brother? The one stuck in solitude?"

"Yeah, that's me. My name is-"

"Conner! He's told me so much about you. You're taller than I expected. He's alive, in case you didn't know."

"I did…my name isn't Conner though. It's-" He started, cut off by the sound of approaching footsteps.

Outside, waiting for them, was another familiar face that the prince was beyond excited to see. Rinkah escorted him out, perplexed at the interrupted statement, and wave to the green haired ninja she had become good friends with, barely noticing the cold. The pair approached and watched as Kaze's eyes widened in what could only be a mixture of shock and deep concern, instantly recognizing the young man for who he was as they knew each other decently too. Arms folded he waited for them to near before speaking.

"I'm glad to see you're alive my friend. When Rinkah had found you and sent for me, I feared it was an enemy, not an ally. Does she know who you are yet?" He asked, casting his gaze over the oni fighter.

"Well, hi Rinkah, I am actually Prince Corrin of Nohr. Conner was a fake name to keep my identity safe while I was sneaking out and traveling with Ascalon. He is pretty much my big brother though, even if not by blood." Corrin explained to her, watching her shocked expression and jaw slowly drop.

"What?" Was all she could manage as the pair laughed at her reaction, amused by the dumbfounded face she had.

Together they all left, traveling swiftly to Castle Shirasagi and explaining to the Flame Tribe woman how exactly they knew each other, Kaze bringing up his first ever mission with his brother and how they had been spared by who they now saw as their closest friend. Corrin told of how he and his brother grew up, how he learned to fight from him and come to understand that peace was the most important thing to achieve. She laughed loudly, remarking that truly she could see the relation between the two and that if he hadn't mentioned they weren't blood related she would have thought just that of them. Two days flew by quickly and soon they passed through the capital and arrived at the Throne Room of the castle.

It was very different from home, to say the least, as things were serene and relaxing here, light shining down upon the glorious and bountiful land. The room they had entered was no different, and it exuded tranquility and elegance in harmony. Waiting in bright red armor, with a smile and arms crossed, was an imposing man with a thick mane of long slightly familiar brown hair. As Corrin walked forward with the others, he recalled vaguely his brother's ex-boyfriend and how he had had similar locks.

"Welcome back Kaze. You did well." He stated in a deep and also familiar voice.

"Thank you Lord Ryoma." Kaze replied as he knelt down with Rinkah, not noticing the others surprise.

"Hold up, did you just say…Lord Ryoma?" Corrin asked, heart skipping a couple of beats.

Chuckling some the samurai answered, "Yes, I am him, High Prince of Hoshido."

Corrin could only nod, catching the oni savage's odd glance at him and her saying to cool it, that he wasn't in any trouble. Yet, before he could impulsively ask if he was who he believed him to be, another figure gracefully joined them, a peaceful smile on her lips and hands held gently in front of her. Stopping only a few feet away she waited for them to calm some so that she could speak.

"It's really you. I cannot believe it, but it is. I'm so happy you're here and safe my sweet child, however, did Ascalon explain anything to you before his…accident?" She asked, shutting her eyes as she avoided saying words she did not want to give weight to.

Taking in the appearance of the woman, her white clothes and dark hair, the crown she wore on her head, Corrin replied, "Uh, no he did not. Do I know you?"

"Oh, my poor Corrin, please know that all I tell you is true, although sad. When you were young, barely a child, you were taken with you father to the very meeting he was assassinated at. People abducted you, although I am not sure who, and hid you away from us…the world. I am your mother, Mikoto. I never believed I would see you again until I met with Ascalon, who explained everything to me, including how suspicious your appearance and welcome to the royal family was. He promised that one day he would bring you home to us…possibly your other siblings too. From how he spoke, their home was not the safest for them, and I promised him I would welcome you all."

"But…Garon is…my father. Did Lon really say all of that? Promise that?"

Ryoma, speaking again but with a saddened tone, answered, "Yes, he promised it to Hinoka and I first, when we met him at Kazue during the Festival of Bonds. He told us to wait just a nit longer until he could safely smuggle everyone out, as tensions were high. From there we were close, all of us, and helped him build the vast underground network that courses through all of Nohr. My mother also speaks the truth, as both him and her have confirmed years ago that you were our lost brother."

Continuing, as he found the young man stunned into silence, the prince recalled his dearest friend's old words about the relationship between the Nohrian siblings, and carefully added, "I am your…original older brother, Prince Ryoma. As Prince Xander is your…adopted older brother…from what I understand. You don't have to love either one any less, I'm just the first one."

"Whoa, okay you definitely know Lon…right, shit. Uh, what exactly happened to my…father then?" Corrin asked, trying to handle all of this news.

"Well, Garon called him to a peace conference in Nohr, in the town of Cheve. This meeting was the same one father, King Sumeragi, took you to before you vanished. Tensions were high and while we haven't fully gone to war with one another, King Garon murdering our father in cold blood surely pushed Hoshido closer. If it hadn't been for the relations Captain Arcturus and Captain Phier had made, as well as Ascalon ang George, we would have been fighting long ago. I believe, personally, that Garon kidnapped you during this incident, as you haven't been seen since until Ascalon brought you to Kazue. He told us the king keeps you hidden, locked in a fortress with magic concealing where it is from most." Ryoma went on, heart panging as he remembered the blue haired wyvern knight and his tales of the dark kingdom.

"I…I guess it's possible. Lon wouldn't lie, and he always did tell me to not believe the king. But I don't understand why any of this happened. I wish I could remember any of you, but my early memories are shot, like his were. There are times when I can sense things beneath the fog but, mostly everything is a vague blur and just quick blips and images. I'm sorry…I wish I knew more."

Mikoto, finally embracing her son, held him close and said softly, "Everything will be just fine. Even if you can't recall them right away, you know the truth now and can be with us. And if you want, once we get you settled, we can see if we can rescue your new family too. We'll do all we can to help them and keep them safe."

Accepting the hug, as the warmth and comfort were soothing and something the recesses of his mind recognized, Corrin buried his face into the crook of her neck and muttered, "Thank you. I don't want to lose either family."

[Southern Hoshido- Same Time- Leo, Hinoka]

It had been a long journey for the two, both glad they were not being tailed by the invisible foes any longer, but still concerned as to what their existence even meant. Hiking through the forests nearby the capital, they had decided to settle down for the day, to break for a long-needed meal and recoup from continuously going. Leo gathered wood and built a fire while Hinoka hunted down food, returning with a couple of rabbits and fish, as well as a few fruits. She smiled brightly as she walked over to him, grateful as he knew how to skin and de-bone what she hauled in. Impressed by his resourcefulness, the princess continued to watch and relax some, eventually breaking the soothing silence.

"You seem to know your way around surviving out in the wild. Who'd you learn from?" She asked while skewering what he was done with.

"Ah, well, I learned from Lon and Xan. They always sneak out and go camping in the woods near Castle Krakenburg, 'Broing Out' as they call it, and sometimes they would bring me with them. Corrin joined a few times as well, as did a few of our retainers although Ascalon was never pleased to see Niles. But my older brothers taught me the value of being able to survive, ominously saying that you never know when it'll be useful." Leo explained happily, laughing at the irony of it all.

"Oh gosh, are you sure one of them wasn't a seer of some kind? It's a little crazy that we're in exactly the situation they seemed to forewarn about."

"Perhaps. Lon has never fully remembered who he is so maybe that was his calling when young. With his and Corrin's luck I wouldn't be surprised. I swear, they must have stolen it from a devil in order to be that fortunate. What about you though? Who'd you learn from?"

"I learned from a few people but mostly myself actually. My mother and father taught me the basics of hunting and setting traps, Ryoma showed me how to skin and track, and I picked up fishing on my own. Takumi only knows how to hunt so well because I showed him how. He has vastly improved though and is now better than probably anyone in Hoshido."

"Don't you have retainers for all of this? I mean, my retainers are useful, save for when Odin has his dramatic fits and Niles spots something pretty with legs, but certainly yours help you." He said, slowly coming to a stop as she giggled at the notion.

"No, they don't really. Setsuna gets caught in traps all the time or other devices and Azama sasses most everything and only really can heal people. I do most of the fighting and don't have them go into battle much. They are helpful for other situations just not dangerous ones." She told him, smiling even wider at his perplexed expression.

"You're kidding right? Who covers you in a fight then?!"

"No one. I'm strong enough to handle it and couldn't bear the idea of someone getting hurt because of me. It's why I'm so 'reckless' in your books."

Scoffing Leo shook his head and finished with the food, baffled by the idea of her fighting alone, and stated in a way that made it clear there would be no arguing, "That won't Hinoka. From now on I'll find some way to make sure you have support in the field, whether it's me or others. You can't carry everything on your own."

"Leo, you don't nee-"

"No, I don't need to. But I want to and am determined to. I'm won't tell you not to be you, as I know that's futile and unfair, however I am not going to let you be like Ascalon and nearly get yourself killed a million different times and ways. Just like you don't want anyone to be hurt because of you, I don't want you to be hurt because I didn't do what I could. Alright?"

Grateful all over again to have someone so understanding, she took his hand and answered, "Okay you stubborn man. You can cover me, and I'll cover you."

[Castle Shirasagi- The Next Day- Corrin, Mikoto]

Upon waking the next day Corrin spent time in the morning with his mother Mikoto, listening bittersweetly as she explained what life was like here before he had been taken. She did ask what his other sisters and brothers were like, glad that he had had such kind siblings to love him in her absence. It was relieving, to say the least, that his Hoshidan family was accepting and understanding of him caring for the other family. He knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that things would not be this way if the bonds made so long ago by Ascalon and the others had not happened. While she showed him where his old room was, he began to realize that many things would be vastly different if his mysterious brother had never been, which was a fate the man had apparently almost suffered many times in life. Why did life have such a beef with him?

"So, this is your old room. I don't know if you'll remember it but it hasn't changed since your disappearance, so perhaps. You loved to race around the castle on this though. It drove Yukimura up a wall." She told him as she went over to a small mechanical lion with a red face and green back, giggling at the memories.

Smiling, he crouched down and stared at a few drawings on the ground, picking one up and asking, "Did I make this? What is it?"

"Ha, well there's me, your father, and you right there. It's quite adorable and I love it dearly."

"It is, isn't it?"

"I…we didn't really change anything, as we figured that would be a sign of us giving up. I know this is a lot for you. I'm very proud of who you are, how handsome and kind you are despite things."

"Thank you. I wish I could remember more though, not see most of you as strangers still. It makes it impossible to respond better to conversations and such. I'm sorry; I know you're trying your best for me, and probably are my real mother…most definitely actually. My mind is just scattered though."

Resting a soft hand on his cheek she smiled and replied, "It's alright sweetie. You grew up sheltered and knew Nohr most of your life. Sometimes we block out traumatic events, so we can heal from them, protect ourselves. Seeing your father die may have triggered it for you. This will take time and you'll need to search yourself and soul, but I hope at the end we can all be a family, Nohrian siblings and Hoshidan."

Corrin, almost overwhelmed by her kind words, hugged her tightly and rested with her quietly, glad he was finally feeling something for his family. Mikoto held him close as well, humming gently and rubbing his back, understanding how tremendous of a challenge he faced. Yet, if he was anything like his father, he would defeat this obstacle and find himself and who he was. She just had to be patient, as she had been with him.

Later Corrin was wandering out around the palace, taking in the area and holding onto the sympathy he had so strongly felt for Mikoto, knowing that was a good place to start on his memories. It was out by a pool of water that he found something unexpected yet happily familiar. He had been in the middle of reminiscing about his Nohrian family, unable to not be concerned for all of them as their lives were in danger and Ascalon was at an especially high risk. Unfortunately, every time he had tried to bring up the Draco Knight, to tell the royals that he wasn't truly dead, something came up and cut him off, keeping the valuable information a secret still. Now, as he was alone with his thoughts, he heard his mysterious brother's song being sung but not by who he knew it from. Quickening his pace, he walked towards the water, where he spotted someone whose appearance and voice shocked him in familiarity.

Stopping not too far away he found a young woman, who physically looked like a lighter colored version of his brother, clothes a similar style to the dancing garb he and Ascalon wore when practicing. Her outfit was pale though, as was she, and she walked forward on the dock, unaware of him as she sang the pleasant and comforting tune. As she finished her line, she came to an abrupt halt and turned around, finding the dumbstruck prince gazing in awe but with a small smile.

She walked forward and waited for him on the land, coldly asking, "Yes?"

Corrin, thrown some by her tone, stumble with his words for a moment before responding with, "Sorry, I was lost in your singing. That song…it's one that one of my brothers knows; he sings it usually when he thinks no one is around."

Instantly her demeanor changed, and she relaxed, easing some and speaking in a more pleasant tone. "You must be Prince Corrin. Ascalon always spoke so highly of you. I am Azura, a former princess of Nohr."

"Ohhhhhh, wow I should have known. He always speaks of you too, although he's never known if you lived after the incident on the bridge. Lon always told me of his lost sister, the one he learned to dance and sing with. Why are you here though? You were kidnapped but, you're here?"

"Sister…yes that's me. I'm here because I was kidnapped as a bargaining chip for Hoshido to use to get you back. King Garon said they could keep me though. Apparently, I meant nothing to him after mother passed. But I have lived quite a happy life, even if I am technically a hostage, and have been accepted by Hoshido and its people. Mikoto even has taken me in and claimed me as one of her own children."

"Ah, well I'm sorry you went through so much. That's very kind of her though. I just wish I knew what to do. She's truly amazing and I am very fortunate to be related to her but, I don't feel much towards any of the siblings or her. It's awful, I know." He vented to her, bothered at his lack of ability.

Giggling some she told him, "It's alright. I'd probably feel the same way if I ever returned to Nohr…well except for the king. These things take time though."

"Yeah, although the idea of starting over in a land of strangers is daunting. Do you think you could do it? Begin again in a place full of people you don't know?"

"With how it is now, no. I'd prefer to stay here with Mikoto. She's a peace-loving ruler while Garon has fallen far from the man he used to be, only a shell of the man he once was. What are you going to do Corrin?"

"I…I don't know. I'm going to spend time thinking. I don't want to lose either family honestly. Thank you for the talk though." He answered slowly as he thought. Gosh, things were a lot more complicated than he knew.

[Castle Shirasagi, Throne Room- Three Days Later- Corrin Mikoto]

"You look like you're doing better after a few days to yourself." Mikoto said as her son entered the room, smiling as he seemed more at peace.

"Yes, and while I still have a lot of questions, I have answers to some of them. I am grateful Sakura returned from her trip alive, although saddened to hear there was an attack in the first place…nonetheless a Faceless one." He answered, recalling the youngest princess returning with her retainers, explaining what had happened and how she was saddened her messenger never reached the palace. "Thank you for the space and time and understanding."

"Of course. Things have changed, and I am also very glad they all returned to us. It is sad that our kingdoms are fighting though, that we all must face such hard times. I have a favor to ask of you though. Two actually."

"Oh? What are they?"

"This throne is very special, imbued with power from the First Dragons, and it is said that those who sit on it will regain their true form and mind. It may help with your memory issues, although if you truly are uncomfortable with it you may refuse my request that you try it." She explained to him, going and standing next to the golden seat.

"My memories. Do you think they won't return to me?" He asked as he pondered this, concerned and excited at the prospect of gaining some knowledge.

"It's not that I don't believe they won't, but I know you've been conflicted as you cannot recall much of here. The choice is yours. I trust whatever you chose, but I only hope Garon has not put a seal on your memories of this home."

"Could he do that? I didn't he'd be strong enough."

"He may not be, but his tactician is a practice of forgotten and dark magics. Iago could have upon Garon's orders."

"True…will it hurt if there is a seal that needs to be broken?" He asked, nervous but knowing fully well how powerful the awful man was.

Mikoto smiled at him a bit somberly, walking over and nodding, holding his hands as she replied, "Yes, as seals are always difficult to break. I'll be right with you if you choose to do it though; I won't leave you to face this alone."

"I may. What's the other favor? Maybe we should handle that first?"

"Smart thinking. There is a ceremony being held today and I'd like you to attend, if that's alright with you."

"Ha, that I should be fine with."

Just as he answered, Yukimura, one of Mikoto's advisors and strategists, entered the room and happily told them said ceremony was about to begin. He turned to the young man and gave a small bow smiling and adjusting his glasses as he introduced himself, "Ah I am Yukimura, one of the head strategists of Hoshido. I doubt you remember me but I gave you that mechanical lion you always dashed about on…much to Sumeragi's distress of course."

"We'd be lost without him honestly. He's quite brilliant and has worked closely with Ascalon on many tasks that have kept both lands from war." Mikoto added with a bright smile.

"You flatter me and are too kind your majesty. I fear I still have much to learn, although I will still offer my help to you Lord Corrin in anyway I can."

Corrin nodded with a smile, thanking the man as all of the siblings save for the missing eldest princess entered the Throne Room as well, Sakura giving a small smile before giving him a hug and then stepping back. Ryoma chuckled some as Corrin reassured his sister that all was alright and that he was fine with hugs. As Azura greeted him quietly, Mikoto explained that the ceremony was to announce that he had returned to Hoshido, to let the people know he was finally home. To add, the siblings were to give him a tour while the queen finished everything and gave the okay for the plaza that it was to be held in. Happily, Corrin agreed, whispering to his mother that he would come back and fulfill the other favor after the event was concluded. Grinning and holding back some tears, she nodded, pleased, and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead before leaving. One last figure joined them as Mikoto asked her to do so, and with a warm smile she strode over introducing herself to the prince.

Pleasant and poised, the Kinshi Knight spoke, dark hair falling over her shoulder gracefully and purple eyes sparkling some. "Pleasure to meet you Corrin. I am Reina, one of Mikoto's retainers. I shall be escorting you all around, to make sure you're safe. If you ever need anything though, do not hesitate to ask."

Dumbstruck by her beauty and calm strength that lay hidden beneath her polite demeanor, he simply nodded and shook his head, replying, "Thank you Reina, I will definitely be sure to go to you for any help I may need. Uh, that way, right?"

She laughed softly, amused by his charmingly sweet nature, and nodded once, walking ahead and staring their journey to the plaza. Takumi, who had clearly seen his brother blush and stutter around her, joined Corrin and gave a teasing grin, lightly nudging the man and raising his eyebrows. The response he earned was beyond enough of an answer and, holding in a laugh, he and the others toured the area, distracting the young prince once again from what he knew he needed to mention to them.

[Near the Capital, Hoshido- Same time- Leo, Hinoka]

So close. They were almost there, almost at Castle Shirasagi and the plaza that rested near it. As they pushed onwards, energy renewed by the idea of making it in time, news reached them that a ceremony was being held in the plaza, one to announce a big surprise to all of Hoshido. Pausing in the edge of the woods, Hinoka and Leo discussed what it could be, both lost as to what would be so important that all of the royal siblings would be attending along with the queen.

"I don't like it Hinoka. I'm so nervous and worried that Iago or my father have something planned for this, that they know somehow. But I haven't been home, so I couldn't say." He told her, retying his boot laces and stretching his arms.

"Yeah, me too. There was also that attack in the north people have been a buzz about, how Sakura and her retainers managed to evacuate the villagers nearby but were hurt themselves. It was so far into the country and I'm worried that other things might be here too. We need to reach them before anything or one can hurt them." She replied, crouched down so as to stretch out her sore leg muscles.

"Yeah. Do you think your family will be okay that I'm here? I mean, I am one of the princes of the enemy kingdom. What if they hate me?"

"Well…I didn't want to spill this, as it's not exactly my place, but I know for a fact that my family will be fine with you. Ryoma is Ascalon's ex-boyfriend; my brother almost gave up the throne for him."

"What?! Ohhh nooooooo! Oh, I can tell why Hoshido is so upset now."

"He also knows that all of you love Corrin and are not like your father. All of us do. Ascalon really made an amazing bridge between our lands and…I'd hate to think how things would be without it. But, long story short, my siblings will accept you with open arms, as we planned on possibly rescuing you guys from Nohr incase your father ever went too berserk. We had an escape plan and everything. It's what I've used to get us here."

"Wait a second, you were going to do all of that for us? But you could die, be captured and tortured, you hardly know us. We don't deserve it. We've done nothing to earn it."

Hinoka, saddened and slightly angry at how little he thought of himself, stepped forward and flicked his nose, folding her arms over her chest and stating, "Never say that. Not only have you kept Corrin and Ascalon as safe as you could, you've also shown our brother the love we couldn't, made sure he was happy, and kept him from becoming a naïve tool for Garon and Iago to use. You also shouldn't have to bend over backwards and go through hell just to receive a small kindness, nor should you have to 'earn' it. None of you asked for this life, and Kagero and Ascalon have explained that you all went through hell just to survive childhood. My mother and siblings want nothing but peace and happiness for all of you, and we were willing to do what was necessary to attain it. We still are."

Taken aback by this revelation, Leo kept himself mostly composed, not used to being able to show weakness often, or emotion save for if he was in secret and with his siblings. Thankful for the amazing woman with him he nodded and, taking her hand, began forward once more, determined to show her the same support she had given to him. Hinoka, who needed no words to feel his gratitude, accepted the hand and together they raced forward, unknowingly going against the raging waves of time trying to return to its natural course, being the chance the purple haired seer spoke of, and a vital twist in fate.

[Castle Krakenburg- Same Time- Xander, Camilla, Elise]

None of them had time to rest once they returned, as Corrin had never showed up, and tensions rose. War loomed over the castle like a heavy cloud just before a storm. It had been far too long and, while their father kept them busy, one day close to a week later would be the snapping point, as the bunch finally met for lunch and heard an ominous tapping of metal on the castle walls. They stopped mid conversation, and listened closer to the noise, concern growing it dawned on them someone was looking for the hidden passages, possibly Ascalon. Elise, who was the fastest and quietest of them all, whispered that she was going to back track to an entrance they'd passed, making to reach the Draco Knight so as to hide him. Xander and Camilla silently agreed to the action and started stalking the forward corridors, preparing to fight whoever this was.

Rounding a corner, the two eldest siblings found something that churned their stomachs and made them sick with rage and terror. Hans, heavy axe in one hand, skin holding a pale blue tinge, had just pushed open and entrance, grinning as he took a step in. Camilla snapped, charging forward with unknown speed and wrapping her arms around the brute's waist. Shouting in rage and hate towards the fiend, she bent backwards, flipping the man over and smashing him into the ground behind them, dropping the meat sack and stomping down hard on his middle before he could rise up. Xander was a skip behind her, sword out and ready. He skidded to halt as the ruthless man rolled aside and leapt to his feet, laughing at them.

"You think you can hide him? You'll all die! You and your precious royal traitor! The Silent Dragon will consume you!" Hans shouted as he swung his axe at them, reckless and without a care, eyes glowing in a similar fashion to the way Jezebel's had years ago before her execution.

The older siblings charged forward, swinging and fighting in tandem with one another. Elise, who had already made it into the network of secret passages and rooms, ran desperately as she hoped and prayed everything would be alright. Of all the times she didn't have Effie and Arthur with her, this may be one of the worst. She was scared, panicking even, as she could hear the echoes of the familiar and dreadful voice of Hans, knowing now he was the one trying to gain access to this part of the castle. Onward she ran, panting and breathing heavily as she pushed her legs faster than they'd ever gone, knowing what was at stake.

Thankfully, as chaos rang in the normal halls, the young brave princess made it to the room her brother was resting in, tripping on his collapsed form as she dashed inside and tumbled across the floor. Whispering to herself to keep calm, she crawled over, relieved when he began to groan and move some. Once next to him she set down her staff and gently slapped his cheeks, calling his name quietly so as to wake him fully. Moments passed like nails on a chalkboard before he opened his eyes, instantly snapping to alertness and pushing himself up some. Joints creaked and popped, as he had unknowingly been unconscious for days, eyes adjusting to the light again and a cough tickling the back of his throat. He didn't have a chance to speak though, as his little sister beat him to the punch with her dire news.

"We have to run! Hans found the entrances to these passages and I think he knows you're alive! Come on, we need to move before he gets here! Camilla and Xander are holding him off!" She practically shouted, keeping her voice just low enough for it to not echo.

Ascalon nodded, pushing back the sick feeling he had, and rose to his feet. Quickly he dressed himself and put on his newly fixed armor, still amazed that it was all repaired now, hardly registering the new symbol etched delicately onto the chest plate. He didn't have the luxury of time and, strapping on his shield and grabbing his bow and lance, the Draco Knight was ready for the field once more. However, as they exited out into the concealed halls, he heard the distant shouts of distress as Camilla and Xander fought them man, how tough the battle was. Heart burning in anger but determination, ready to come out of hiding, Ascalon gave his sister a kiss on the head and ran towards the shouts and clangs. He was done being dead to the world.

Camilla rolled across the floor, grunting as her side burned in pain, annoyed at how strong Hans had become, knowing fully well that Iago had a major part to play in his new power. She stood up, Xander helping her, and the pair readied themselves for the next onslaught of attacks, ready to give the others as much time as they needed. It was as the corrupted undead man charged again that a new shout of unfiltered fury rang loud and clear from the dark, a figure in black and gold armor leaping from the shadows and bull rushing in from the side. Surprised, like everyone else, the foe was thrown far and crashed into the wall, cracking some of it and left groaning on the ground. Standing tall not too far away was the Draco Knight, lance ready and poised to strike.

"Find Elise you two. This jerk is mine." Ascalon said icily, tone lethal and cold enough to kill. Not leaving room to debate the matter, he stalked over to Hans and, lifting him with his free hand, chucked him down the hall, away from everyone else.

Xander, reluctant to go, eventually gave in as the pair vanished around the corner and out into the courtyard into the villas. Camilla almost went after him, screaming at her brother to let her go, only stopping when he brought up that if they were caught in this fight all of them, including Elise, would be executed, maybe even their retainers and soldiers. This wasn't their time to battle, and all they could do way pray to the gods and prepare for if by some chance Ascalon lost. In a distressed fury, unable to fully accept this, she took her rage out on anything nearby, destroying the furniture, floors, walls, all of it. Her magic burned the paintings, scorching the rugs, devastating the plants in the vicinity. Yet, eventually she calmed some and silently went to find Elise, Xander following closely.

Outside Ascalon led the man far from the castle, leaving his home and loved ones behind, praying to the god that had spoken to him to watch over them and keep them safe, to divert any harm coming their way. An odd sensation of acceptance settled in him as he knew he was fine with whatever happened to him so long as the others lived, ducking through the trees and leading the ruthless and wild undead pawn away from it all. Hans, laughing manically and shouting everything he planned to do to the royal children to the knight, followed, believing he would be the victor of this and at last kill the troublesome general.

Climbing further and further, the two came upon an overgrown temple dedicated to the Dusk Dragon, Ascalon dashing inside and glad when the brute blindly followed. The Draco Knight, thanking the gods for the man's idiocy, had stepped aside and waited in the shadows as the fool hastily dashed past him. Staying hidden, Ascalon stealthily picked up a pebble and chucked it across the building, to a spot Hans wasn't looking at and mentally cheering when the fiend dashed over to the diversion. Going over to an area where many things had been piled up, he took out his flint stones, the same ones he'd carried since Cheve, and begged forgiveness from the Dusk Dragon as he was about to set fire to the building in hopes that it would kill the evil foe.

As he readied his stones a beam of brilliant light broke through the widow behind him, intense and hot, a mix of light and dark piercing the sky and colliding with the pile. Instantly things ignited in flames of matching color and raced to consume the unnatural enemy he was busy with. Ascalon, amazed at the divine intervention, thanked them again and made to leave the building, finding himself face to face with a near invisible foe. She laughed in a gut wrenchingly familiar way, flinging her arm forwards and casting a spell that threw him back against the alter.

With a grunt he climbed to his feet, picking up his lance as he squinted at the person, horrified and angered when her face flashed into existence for a moment. Pale blue hair fluttered, gold eyes met gold, dredging up old guilt and pain he had long since buried. Arete, or at least some version of her, stalked towards him confidently, magic ready and primed to knock him down, an eerie feeling of dread threatening to engulf the whole area. Ascalon quickly snapped back to himself, readying his lance, and trying to hide his shaking hands. This was not a fight he was looking forward to.

[Royal Plaza- Hoshidan Siblings, Reina, Corrin, Mikoto]

The siblings spent a good amount of time, maybe thirty minutes, exploring the castle town and trying out the many foods the stall owners had to sell, Corrin happy to eat the tasty snacks he had tried so long ago. Merrily they carried on, sad Ryoma had business to attend to and couldn't join them for the whole time yet continuing anyhow and chatting about how nice things would be if they could bring these kinds of markets to Nohr, share their culture and wealth with the other land. When the time came everyone gathered in the center of town, at the plaza where a large glorious statue of the Dawn Dragon stood tall and beautiful, stone pale and bright.

Going to stand with their mother, Corrin was happily greeted by an excited Mikoto who showed him where to stand and, after situating the rest of the family, turned back to him, smiling as brightly as the sun. Pleasantly she began gathering everyone's attention, beyond ready to let her people know her son had returned home. Corrin, who smiled as well as he was warmed to see how much joy this brought, he, looked to his siblings and found them with similar expressions, Takumi giving him a wink, Sakura and Azura grinning, and Ryoma nodding in approval despite looking nervous. Reina, who stood nearby, also gave a pleasant smile, not realizing the chills it sent down his spine for some reason.

Little did he know that many figures were in the crowd: a couple that had finally come home, a lone ninja, weary and exhausted but carrying heavy news and an important plea, and one sent to destroy the peace everyone destroyed. Leo and Hinoka pushed through the people just as the cloaked figure did, pausing and watching as the happy scene took a turn for worse. The mystery figure reached a hand outwards, calling forth the dark blade Corrin had on him, a gift from Garon no doubt, making the sword fly into his grasp. Stabbing the deadly glowing weapon into the ground, the figure called upon powers from the hidden land and god, unknowing that another ancient god was also watching this moment in time.

The world seemed to slow as Mikoto recalled what her retainer had told her, feeling the weight of the staff in her hand and watching in horror as the dark matter exploded, tearing up the ground and stones, killing many. That wasn't all though, as the blade shattered, and many things occurred at once. She knew now who to tackle, as she turned to Corrin and charged at him. Leo, having the same odd sensation of time slowing as the queen was having, heard a voice whisper in his head one word, one that he knew to obey.

"Run."

Ignoring Hinoka's shouts Leo charged towards the queen and his brother, hardly feeling the debris that was flying through the air and, as the lethal shards zoomed through the air, he launched himself forward with a determined shout. In an instant, unknown and unseen to all, the waters of time were finally fully separated from the old ways, roaring as the Nohrian prince who had grown so brave and bold, took the brunt of the blows, protecting the queen mostly and fully saving his brother. Spirits stirred and woke as a new energy filled the air, a life usually lost now saved, and fate bending at last to the determination of the souls dedicated to challenging it.

Pain coursed through the young prince as he landed with the bunch, a strangled and poorly repressed scream tearing from his throat as the blade had sunk in deep and burned in anger as they had not hit the intended target. Citizens fled like cockroaches from light, knowing they would not survive an encounter with this fiend and the others that came to join him. Mikoto, surprised at the sudden appearance of the new comer, turned to Corrin, quickly asking if he was alright, before turning to the young man in her arms, eyes shut tight against the agony he was in, blood soaking her hands and clothes. Immediately she went for her staff, forgetting her own wounds, and set to healing the boy, relieved when Hinoka ran over through the dust and skidded to her knees to join her, holding the guy's face and trying to keep him awake.

Corrin, who was in a daze as he watched his brother appear out of thin air to save him and Mikoto, looked around as a deep anger built more and more with each body he saw. Dully he saw Ryoma approach the cloaked man, challenging him to a fight and swinging, only to have the blade pass through. Takumi had run over to where a fallen Kagero was, the ninja trying desperately to say something through her ground teeth, a large chunk of rubble lodged into her thigh. Reina was struggling to free herself, shouting desperately to her queen to flee and take shelter. Sakura was with Kaze and Rinkah, two who had been in the crowd and survived, dashing over to help Azura up as the invisible enemies encroached. Desperately he looked around for something to anchor himself onto, so as not to succumb to this red veil that slowly draped over him, obscuring his mind and thoughts, leaving only bitter rage for the one who caused this. Yet it was futile and, in awe, everyone in the destroyed plaza watched as the conflicted prince screamed so loudly the heavens could hear and changed, body taking the form of an ancient divine creature.

"Gods what is that?!" Takumi shouted as he helped Kagero shift and get ready to remove the spike.

"That is and ancient dragon…I never thought I'd see the day one appeared." Ryoma numbly stated before his attention was drawn back to the hooded foe.

Azura, in an attempt to get through to Corrin, shouted, "Corrin if you can hear me you must watch out for some of those enemies. Their blades will hurt you more than normal ones!"

Corrin, lost to his anger, only roared loudly and charged onwards, going to the closest foe and trampling them, ramming his horns into their invisible bodies and flinging them skywards. Sighing, the others left up and able went to fight, preparing for the unknown. Azura and Sakura followed their transformed brother while Kaze and Rinkah went the other way to help Mikoto and Hinoka. All were tense, but this was do or die.

[Abandoned Dusk Temple- Ascalon]

Nothing made sense anymore. Arete, who was chasing after him like a ravenous but poised beast, should be dead. She perished in his arms! Yet here she was on and off visible, purple smoke leaking from her frame, laugh echoing in a haunting manner. He rolled behind a pillar as a plume of dark flames sped past him, incinerating a chunk of the building's wall and giving him an opening to the outside world, one he bolted through as the rest of the structure was heavily consumed in the black and white fire.

The dead queen trailed after him, throwing spells out like they were nothing, igniting trees and other plants that were unfortunate enough to be caught in the blaze. Ascalon, just as he turned to go down a steep path, felt the ground twist under him, as it had before in the Fulgur Plains, and quickly moved away as roots lifted out of the soil, reaching for his ankles. Many copied suit, desperate and hungry, all emanating a low level of the same energy Arete had. He took a second, just one, to try and spot a way through, yet all she needed was that and with cold pleasure blasted the man in the back, hoping it was his end. However, the renewed armor almost repelled the magic, allowing only the impact to make it through, knocking the Draco Knight down and sending him tripping towards the base of the hill.

Heavily Ascalon landed on his front, air knocked out of him, eyes opening to find he was over something possibly older than Nohr, yet familiar in a sense. It was from the Ice Tribe…or partially. Symbols from the Wind and Fire were there, as well as the long-lost Earth Tribe and two he did not recognize. One of the unknown symbols was the one on his armor though, maybe a sign of the first dragons, and beneath his hands he felt an odd pulsing in the ground, similar to a Dragon Vein, but pulling at a different chord in the body.

Wheezing some he tried to stand, only reaching a kneel before finding he could not make himself pull his hands away. Nothing was making them stick yet he felt the urge to keep them there, even to press down on the smooth tile-like surface that held these markings. He had nothing to lose, truly, and did as his gut said, pushing with all of his body weight as the deadly figure approached him lazily, unaware of where they were. For a moment not a single thing happened, leaving him with a sickened and sinking feeling, one questioning if he was just losing touch with his sanity, yet as he shut his eyes a soft blue glow bloomed under his palms, beating gently like a heart coming back to life.

It pulsed once, faded, pulsed again, faded again, and continued, picking up its pace as it went, coming out of a long slumber and rousing once more. Wind grew as the earth cleared itself from the large tile and the hidden rest of it, fire igniting on its own in the damaged stone lanterns, glowing the same color as everything else. Arete, now concerned and attempting to leave, found herself frozen in place as ice coated the floor save for where Ascalon was. As for the Draco Knight, he stared in awe as he himself could hear the soft whispers of many voices, male, female, in between, and felt an energy surging through the air and him, one that seemed to electrify the air and pull at his very being, tugging at some part of him he couldn't identify. Breath coming in short bursts, he watched as the glow climbed up his arms, glowing in many odd shapes on his clothes, armor, skin, reaching up to his eyes and blotting the world out.

What Ascalon could see after was something he never could have imagined. A large domed room, the heavens being the ceiling and the night the floor, the only physical item being the tile he and Arete stood on. Out of the sides came the ghostly forms of what he could only imagine were slumbering or dead gods, recognizing Mila and Duma, as well as Naga and Ashera and Yune, many gathering in a circle around the platform and standing in silence now, whispers gone. The dead queen was panicking, pulling at her smoky legs and trying desperately to move, to get away from whatever this plane was. He watched on as the old gods stuck their right arms forward, palms down, and hands aimed at the fussing figure. Blue light emanated from them all and built before launching forwards, striking the terrified queen, knocking her about viciously and soon earning a scream that did not belong to her, but instead an entirely different being, one that appeared panting on the platform next to them.

A voice whispered in Ascalon's head, telling him the name he repeated aloud for all to hear. "Anankos. The Silent One."

Growling at the mention of his title, the hooded and enraged figure made to lunge at the man, only to be blocked by the appearance of two more figures, ones the Draco Knight knew very well. A ghostly Phier and Arcturus stood guard before their child, shields up and weapons trained on the angered god, ready even in death to protect their child. Roaring in rage he turned and tried to make a break through the ring, being held in by his predecessors, all of them blasting him back in. Arete, who was slowing becoming a spirit again, looked around in distress and, upon seeing a familiar face, began to tell him to end the mad god, claiming his lance could slay him as it did many other draconic gods. However, that was enough for Anankos to think quickly and, grabbing the dead queen, turned and began to smash at the ground, cracking the tile and causing this world to flicker in and out of existence. Ascalon tried to run, charging and lunging at the figure with his lance so as to end this madness.

It was gone. Ascalon stood still, scream stuck in his throat, mid thrust, and panted heavily as he found the tile under him shattered in one spot and the dead queen was gone. His head ached fiercely, his arms felt heavy, as did his soul, as he stood in defeat and confusion, uncertain as to what he had found, what that place was, why so many gods were there and what that even meant about anything, everything. His mind felt like a spool of thread continuously unraveling, more and more being spun away only to create other things he could not see or understand yet. He feared he'd never see them until all that was left behind of him was the spool, something to be thrown away. Faintly one voice reached him as the blue glow receded back into the shattered tile.

"Find us in the silent land, where the spirits meet the twilight"

Breath coming in stuttered gasps Ascalon could only nod once, frustrated, and quietly reply while picking up a small tile piece, "Sure. Wish I had a map."

At the request of his sarcasm, the tile chunk he held glowed for a moment and, as he flipped it over in his hand, he found a compass carved into the smooth surface, arrow shaking as it pointed aggressively in the forward direction. Rolling his eyes at the returned sass from the gods, the Draco Knight began walking, almost regretting not having George with him as he had no idea how far he'd be traveling. After a couple more steps, and him starting to hum, a sigh sounded in the back of his mind and a portal opened up beneath him, sending him quickly to his needed destination.

[Royal Plaza, Hoshido- Hoshidan Siblings, Corrin, Mikoto, Leo, Kagero, Kaze, Rinkah]

The fight was done yet Corrin had not come back to himself, still trapped in his hurt and rage, trampling in place and knocking over rubble chunks. Azura, knowing what to do, walked forward, arms out in a calming manner and began to sing her song, pendant glowing as she used her powers, just singing the basic chorus in hopes that that would be enough. Ryoma called to her, making to stop the princess until she pushed him back with a spiral of water, receiving a cold warning glare from her. Mikoto, who had done all she could for the young man that had saved her, watched and hummed along, wishing to join the young lady but knowing she needed to keep the boy stable. Everyone watched nervously as she neared Corrin, seeming to calm him some until the last second, where he lashed out and struck her down. Sakura screamed and covered her eyes, not wanting to face anymore death, peeking between her fingers when the singing weakly continued, and the glowing blue waters swirled around the lost prince.

At the end of their anger, Corrin stuck a claw out and clamped it over her neck, tightly but not enough to kill her, and at last was soothed when she said, "If you want to kill me that's fine, but do it as yourself."

Stomping some more he backed away as the wind swirled about him, concealing his transformation back to a human form. Corrin, now himself again, returned screaming in anger still as the memories finally came back to him, the fateful night where Sumeragi was pierced by tons of arrows and, even through that, still tried to protect him, failing as Garon approached like a sluggish doll, eye gleaming as he swung the axe he held. The Nohrian king's words burned his ears and mind, hurting worse than anything. Nearby some of his family gathered, Azura watching him from where she rested on the ground.

"Father…I remember you. I remember…gods I'm disgusted with myself. I had no control, lost to everything. I'm so sorry everyone, Azura. I'm so…so sorry." Corrin said through his bitter tears, hands clutching the ground tightly

Reina, who was nearby, pulled herself free at last and limped over, crouching next to him and Azura, saying, "It wasn't you and we all know it. We'll be fine, and your mother, bless the gods, is safe, as are most of us."

"She's right. What triggered that was the ancient dragon blood in that runs in your veins." Azura told him further explaining, "The Nohrian royals have blood from the Dusk Dragon while the Hoshidan royals have blood from the Dawn Dragon."

Ryoma chimed in with, "He's special though, as he can actually turn into a dragon. You and I have heard of such a thing but, this is a first for me, to physically see it." Azura nodded in agreeance with him, shifting some as she was trying to be careful.

Corrin, who had been taking all of this in, sat back and rested on his knees, taking in the destruction and pointless death, muttering, "This is terrible…these streets were filled just a bit ago, children laughing and playing, stall vendors selling so much…gods."

"This is the work of Garon and his goons. No good can come from them or Nohr as long as they have the country in a choke hold. That sword you had was a gift from him, wasn't it?" Ryoma stated, asking his question at the end.

"Yes. Ganglari. Well, Iago had a say in it too."

"Even worse. This isn't your fault Corrin, and the only ones to blame are them, as they must've orchestrated it. Although they failed in killing bigger targets thankfully."

"But why? Why is he doing any of this?" Corrin asked, closer to begging, so lost and confused.

Takumi, who came over carrying an unconscious Kagero, shouted, "It's not Garon at this point! I doubt anyone has noticed, but this is all his tactician's doing. Every event, tragedy, battle, death, has all been hand picked by that worm and he uses the king as a face to protect himself. Iago is after something, I don't know what yet."

Mikoto, who watched from her spot nearby, sighed as Hinoka had fallen asleep on the ground next to her mother, exhausted and weary, energy spent. She thanked the gods, including the one from her home, and listened to the siblings struggle to figure out what was going on, asking tons of questions about the Nohrian tactician and getting the same response from Corrin every time: 'Ascalon would know more'. By the fifth answer of that nature Ryoma turned away and punched one of the damaged lamp posts, cracking it.

"HE'S NOT ALIVE ANYMORE! WE CAN'T ASK HIM!" The eldest shouted, losing his temper for the second time that day and stunning his siblings into silence, every one able to see him shaking and hear his ragged breaths.

Corrin, angry at his brother, climbed to his feet and waved his hand out to the side, about to yell the truth loudly for all to hear, when a sound like stone cracking broke his train of thoughts and drew his attention. Looking to the side he watched as a blade dislodged itself from where the Dawn Dragon statue had resided, flying into his hand wicked fast, fitting comfortably and like it belonged. Surprised he stared at the blade and watched the gold metal shimmer in the gloomy sun, hearing his siblings, and a newly approached Yukimura, speak about the legendary sword, who was supposed to wield it, and what it meant. As his siblings asked if he could hear them, Saizo ran through the dust to them, speaking with Kaze urgently, and then both kneeled before Ryoma, tense and seeming to dread the news.

Kaze spoke, voice even and calm as he said, "My lord, there is a massive Nohrian force gathered on the border. We tried peaceful communication, to see if they're our allies, and were met with death and threats from a brutish man and powerful mage. The mage…had a tome, a powerful one, with a dancer's face veil sewn onto the front cover…a red one that we might know, or not."

The eldest Hoshidan prince felt his entire body go cold as he stared at the two, unsure if he could manage to speak before his voice finally returned enough to say, "This is it. This is the last straw. We've tried to avoid war long enough but now…death is too good for those monsters. Who's with me!"

After that, an official declaration of war, Ryoma left with some of the others, leaving a few to be more carefully transported back into the castle. Corrin told Azura and Reina in dismay, "There must be another way. More bloodshed won't solve anything or fix what's been done. I need to follow him to the border, maybe find a way to stop all of this."

"And we shall. Azura has something to help you though, as if you fight without this you may lose yourself and humanity to your draconic form. It's a dragon stone, correct?" Reina stated, looking to the princess as she held out an odd blue gem.

Nodding Azura gave it to him, explaining, "This will let you shift between the forms you have. I just need to help you attune to it quickly before we go." As she said this her necklace glowed again, rising in the air and syncing with the stone he now held.

"Thank you Azura. Truly. And thank you Reina for coming with us. It's a long road we have to take."

"No problem. Mikoto would want me to keep you safe anyways."

[Border of Nohr and Hoshido- Xander, Camilla, Elise]

He hated this, as did his sisters and soldiers. Not too long ago, after Ascalon had led Hans away and outside, just after Camilla had calmed down as well, him and his sisters were summoned to the Throne Room. Garon had been waiting, looking worse than before and with the parasite Iago standing next to him, smirking snidely at them from the shade. For once with a smile, their father told them that the time had finally come to fully engage the Hoshidan people, as their queen had died after trying to kill their brother Leo who went to try and make peace between the lands.

"He died like a fool, just as General Ascalon and anyone that thought like them will. Hoshido will never accept peace and we will now show them our strength and annihilate their armies and any of them that oppose us! You all are to go with Iago and Hans to the border, when you shall engage them. Victory and their land will soon be ours!" Garon boldly and loudly commanded, not seeing the fear in his children's eyes and how much they disliked this idea.

Nonetheless, here they were, troops and all, next to Iago and Hans's soldiers which reeked like the dead and stood stiff and lifelessly. Elise wanted to ask her siblings what had happened to Ascalon, if what father had said about Leo was really true, as none of them knew if he was safe or not. Camilla, whispered reassurances to her, hiding how deeply afraid she was that her friend was in danger. A million ideas raced through her troubled mind as she could visualize all of her nightmares she had about the Draco Knight, Corrin, Leo. Yet she held strong, giving silent support to her brother and having already gone over their plan for the last time. This would be the day they leave Nohr, home. No longer was it safe, but if they failed the threat of death loomed over them all. They would still fight for peace, but from a place where none of them would die. Garon raised them to be strong and cold, uncaring, but he did not know that their strength and power came out of the love they held for each other and the hope to bring peace to their land.

Soon the Hoshidan troops arrived, led by none other than Prince Ryoma himself, divine blade crackling as a look of fury was clear on his face. The prince, more or less, paid no mind to the Nohrian siblings as his eyes scanned for the disgusting filth that held the tome. Upon seeing the man, he walked forward, preparing to fight and pointing his blade at the tactician.

"I am Lord Ryoma, High Prince of Hoshido, and you fowl filth will pay for all the harm you've dealt to both lands." Ryoma stated, fire and venom in every word.

At this Iago, who was near the eldest Nohrian child, turned his gaze to Xander and smiled, ordering, "You heard him. We'll pay. Go fight him, or Elise might meet her end."

Internally he was terrified but, on the outside he coldly glared at the pitiful excuse for a man and urged his horse forward, drawing his blade as he advanced. He was sickened with himself, knowing this wasn't how things should be, and could hardly bring himself to say, "I am Prince Xander, eldest child of King Garon and next in line for the Nohrian throne. Prepare yourself Lord Ryoma."

As other troops began to charge at one another, Ryoma bitterly nodded and ran forward, sword ready, as the Nohrian prince followed suit.

[Border of Hoshido and Nohr- Ascalon]

He was spat out on the top of a hill, one that over looked a normally lovely field. Today was different though, as he found both Nohrian and Hoshidan troops there, some ready and rearing for a fight while others shifted anxiously. On an island in the upper area of the battle field, where a river cut off most people from getting to it, two figures approached one another, slowly, both familiar and dear to the Draco Knight. Ascalon, lance in hand and compass in the other, looked down to the tile to find the arrow pointing in the direction behind him. If he didn't interfere though they would kill each other. Both would lose.

Cursing at himself and apologizing to the gods he ignored the arrow, following his yelling heart that demanded he stop this. So he ran, leaping over rocks, skidding across grass, forgetting he had trouble breathing, forgetting the entire world, so long as he could stop the nearing blades of his friends and family. He pushed hard and faster, legs burning and wind howling in his ears, coming to a stop with his arms spread to his sides, hoping he would take the blows so neither one had to hurt the other. At the last second he squeezed his eyes shut, heart pounding in hope and fear.

[Border of Hoshido and Nohr- Royal Siblings, Ascalon, Azura,]

Everyone came to a halt, all freezing as a figure had rushed down from the hill nearby and planted himself between the two princes who were about to fight one another. Silence carried through the field, Leo and Hinoka landing next to Sakura and Takumi while Azura, Corrin, and Reina finally made it to the outskirts of the fight, watching in awe as time seemed to come to a complete stop.

Ryoma, hands shaking, held Raijinto an inch from the person before him. His eyes widened as they watched the dark ponytail settle, messy from running so quickly, and followed the trail up to the familiar face he thought was gone forever, finding a tired smile waiting. Instantly his anger was put out, replaced with shock and gratitude to the gods, his blade dropping as he could only grin in return.

Xander, much like the Hoshidan prince, gazed in surprise at the appearance of his brother, grateful he had been successful in getting away from Hans and Iago, lowering Siegfried and dismounting to go and hug him tight. He paused as he watched his brother reach his hands out to the other man carefully, removing the samurai mask he wore and softly speaking.

"Come on lobster, no one wants this. I know things have been hard, but everything will be alright. I'm okay, see?" Ascalon told Ryoma softly, running a hand through his long hair and then holding his face in his hands. Smiling he watched as the eldest prince shed a few tears before embracing him, forgetting there were armies and the lot watching. Chuckling the Draco Knight held him closely, grateful he'd made it in time.

Xander, feeling just the tiniest bit awkward, cleared his throat some and drew the attention of his brother, earning a sheepish smile as he pulled away. Quietly he asked, "Is there something I'm missing Lon? Lobster?"

"Yes, a lot actually. Ryoma is Yora…the one I made give me up. Ryoma, this is my older brother…not by blood but you know. Now, you two play nice, I have something I need to do." He told them before walking forwards, towards the point where the land raised up some and he could see everyone. Finding that a good portion of the rebels were here on both sides, eyes shining in awe and renewed hope, he loudly shouted for all to hear, raising his lance high in the air and activating the Dragon Vein beneath his feet at the end, "Neither Nohr or Hoshido are the enemy! Iago and Hans are them! So, spare the innocent! Keep the flames hot and burning brightly! Let your hearts beat strong as one! TODAY WE ALL FIGHT AND TAKE FLIGHT TOGETHER AND THROUGH THIS DARKNESS WE WILL FIND PEACE!"

This literally took forever. Hope you all liked it and I will see you next time, with hopefully a shorter chapter.