Chapter 2: Bear Minimum
"So, bear meat huh?" I ask as I watch Robin and Chrom tear into it. Lissa was holding it out in front of her as if it was poisoned. Fredrick was just sitting there attentively, not even looking at the slabs of meat that was laid out in front of us. While he wasn't as suspicious of me, he still had concerns. He told me that Robin was an amnesiac so he was on high alert for any other fishy stories, like mine.
"Yep." Chrom said after wiping his mouth. "Never had it?"
"Can't say I have." I smile back as I picked up one of the legs and look it over.
"You can't be seriously thinking about eating that? It smells like old boots." Lissa says. She takes a whiff. Her face crinkles up in disgust and makes a gagging noise. "Never mind, old boots smell better. You have to agree with me on this, right Robin?" she obviously didn't notice the tactician devouring the leg she had. Lissa just stared wide eyed and her mouth hung open.
"When you don't remember the last time you ate, you would probably eat like that as well little sister." Chrom said with a chuckle. He eyed Fredrick. "Fredrick, you probably need to eat as well."
He stiffened. "I… I had a big lunch so I am not hungry at this moment."
Lissa snorted. "Yea, cause that's the reason." I laugh a little and absentmindedly took a bite out of the leg. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't as good as bacon. Cook it up right, with the right seasoning and it could be a pretty good meal.
"Well, what do you think?" Chrom asked. I respond by taking another bite as he laughed. "I guess he likes it."
"What is wrong with all of you?" Lissa says exasperated as she throws he hands up in mock defeat. I snicker and forget that I had food in my mouth. Little chunks of meat fly out and land on the ground by her. "EW EW EW!" she exclaims jumping up and dashing back behind the log she was sitting on and starts brushing off her dress. I get a glare from Robin.
"Really? Were you born in a cave?" Robin asks me before shooting another glare at Chrom who was laughing. I swallow before answering.
"Living with no parents for a little while can do that to you." And with that I killed the atmosphere. Everyone had shocked expressions on their faces except for me. I felt ashamed about making fun of my parent's death, but at the same time I knew my real parents were alive and well. I hope. "Sorry. Didn't mean to kill the mood." I say genuinely. Everyone eyed each other before Chrom spoke up.
"It's okay." He said quickly as we lap into another round of awkward silence. I just sat there looking at the ground. Felling a bit crappy. 'Damnit, I'm an idiot.' I think and just sigh. A yawn breaks the silence. I look up and Lissa is stretching her arms. Chrom takes this as an indication that we should get some sleep. "Let us call it a night." He states. We all agree.
By the time we settle down, Lissa was mumbling in her sleep and Fredrick was quietly taking a walk around the perimeter. Robin is staring into the fire that Chrom was poking besides her. I'm sitting across from them gazing emotionless into the fire as well. My thoughts riddled with questions.
'Why am I here? What happened to make me come here. What should I while I'm here? If I stay with the Shepards, would I be any good? I have never picked up a sword before. I did shoot archery at a summer camp once but I can't remember how well I did. What the hell is going on!?'
I need to do something instead of drowning myself in questions. My weapons are resting to the right of me. I pick up the belt and look it over. It has eight Knives in different specially designed places. Like little hilts for each one. I pulled one out and look it over. It wasn't bronze I can tell you that much. It was a dull silver color and wasn't very long. The blade was probably 5 inches long and the handle was the size of my hand. There were circular holes made into the handle that got smaller the closer they got to the blade. The handles themselves was white, in contrast to the steel color blade.
I put it back and looked around the belt. The two pouches up front looked unnatural being there. I open one and pull out two things. One is a folded-up letter. The second is my stats card.
Jordan: Hunter HP: 21/21
Lvl:1 Exp:0 Atk:10
Str:7 Hit:115
Mag:0 Crit:5
Skl:10 Avo:30
Spd: 6 Inventory:
Lck: 3 E: Iron Knives: 3 MT 40/40
Def: 8 Bronze Bow: 3 MT 50/50
Res:1 Sword: D Bow: E
Skills: Cunning (Can switch between two weapons of the same class)
'Huh? I don't really know if I'm a badass or not, but I believe I am. Does same class mean between two swords? Because if it did that would be awesome.' I look over the card once more. 'Low luck, res and mediocre speed. Skill is high though, along with strength, defense, and HP. So overall, I might be useful to them.' I put the card back in my pouch and open the letter.
By now you are wondering what is going on. Well let me explain. You were knocked out during your last game. Some asshole pushed you while you were in the air and you hit your head on the hardwood. You were transported to Ylisse before you could feel the pain. In your world, you are in the hospital with a coma.
"What?!" I exclaim jumping up.
"Whoa there. Jordan, are you all right?" Chrom asks me. I look up to see a startled Chrom and Robin. With a grumpy Lissa throwing pebbles at me. Fredrick looked ready for action with his hand on his lance. I blushed.
"I should be fine. I'm sorry for startling you." I saw, trying to keep my cool. I sit down on the log, ignoring the annoyed grumbles from Lissa. Fredrick lets go of his lance and sits down, with his back to a log. Chrom and Robin sat down, continuing their conversation. I know they're giving me looks every now and then. I continue where I left off.
That's what's happening back on earth. Here though, wow buddy. You can start something new here. Do what only you've dreamed of doing. Fighting side by side with people from one of your favorite video games. A whole new story. No more existing stereotypes on what or who you should be. This should be a great experience for you.
But for you to survive we had to update you a little bit. You were physically fit before but out here you must be super fit to survive. You gained more muscle and lost some fat. You still weigh the same but more in muscle mass. Lucky you.
I look at my body. The paper was right. No more extra hip fat from a bad diet. I had bigger arms than I had on earth but now a lot more defined. My chest and stomach also was more defined and bigger. My legs pretty much stayed the same. I had on a black lightly armored vest with a hood unzipped, over a skin tight white long sleeve shirt. I had on brown cargo paints that weren't skinny jeans but more a straight style. I had on black tennis shoes like my Nikes I had on earth. Overall, I looked like an updated but still me version of me. I regard the letter once more.
You have questions, and we have the answers but can't answer them because we have no way too. This is the only time we get to talk to you. Other than that, you're on your own. Your family loves you and they miss you. You will be back but after your adventure ends. We promise you that. Use this opportunity for the better, learn life experiences like hardship and friendship. Like companionship and relationships. Just don't squander what you have here, and you won't squander what you have there as well. Good luck and Naga bless.
P.S. If you are wondering who you can start a relationship with, we have the answer for you. Any first-generation Shepard, besides Robin. That will be explained later, but good luck. ;P
'Really an emoji at the end of a letter. That's dumb.' I sigh and crumple up the letter throwing it in the fire. Lissa was quietly snoring to my left. Fredrick most likely wouldn't fall asleep until everyone else did. Robin was getting tired as she wrapped up her conversation with Chrom. He was still sitting by the fire on the log she was leaning against.
"Whelp, I'm going to call it good. Need to catch my beauty sleep." Robin said getting up and stretching. Chrom had a perplexed look on his face. Robin obviously noticed that. "What?" she asked. I gave a quiet chuckle. 'I know where this is going.'
"It's just that I never considered you would be the type who would care about beauty and things such as that." Chrom said meekly. Robin narrowed her eyes staring him down. 'For the love of all things holy, Chrom do not continue with that statement.' I think watching this scene play out. But, as always, the lovable idiot had to continue. "I suppose I've never really thought of you as a lady." He finished, still very meekly. 'And ya continued.' I sigh.
"Excuse me!" she said so sharply it could probably cut diamond. I lay myself down on the ground and try my best to ignore the dispute about to happen behind me. I roll over to my side and se Fredrick watching over the argument. He had a small smile on his face that I could barely see thanks to his large armor and it being dark out.
"Is this revenge for him teasing you earlier." I ask him. He turns to me with his smile all but gone. He just looks at me. 'I tried' I think, turning over to face the much friendlier log. I close my eyes.
"Yes." Fredrick says with a small chuckle. "Yes it is." I snicker and try to sleep. Forgetting all about the risen that will be coming soon, and the pre-marital lover spout that Chrom and Robin were having. Life might just work out here.
AN: So chapter two is in the books, and one ship is all but confirmed. I do like ChromxRobin more than any other Chrom paring
but its not my favorite among fire emblem. My favorite male Robin paring is RobinxCordelia but can't do that here. On Jordan's paring, I have a couple of ideas but one or two stand out more. Please leave any suggestions in the reviews. I'll be working on Chapter 3 tonight and that's when the action starts. I wanted it to start this chapter, but this chapter turned out to be more world and character building. Risen and Lucina next time. Peace
