Read and review, because reviews are the life force that keep me going. Without 'em, I would be a sickly old man who cannot write fanfiction because of his arthritis, but here I am, a young boi, so keep 'em coming. Serious talk though, do you believe my character to be a Gary Stu? I'm trying very hard not to make him, but my Sue senses aren't as sharp as a veteran reader's could be.
Chapter 8: She stole my POV!
"Get into the portal, everyone!" Uncle Nick shouted. He was mowing through hordes of Risen with ease, Roy at his side. He impaled one, two, three before shouting "REXCALIBUR!" And blasting away some wyverns that were trying to flank us. "But-" Owain started, clearly wanting to remain to aide him. We all did. He was the only one of the original Shepherds that remained. I still remember clearly their deaths. Lissa being shot by a poisoned arrow that quickly ended her life and Frederick, who launched himself into the fray to let us survive. Sully and Panne fighting off hundreds of risen before they were mobbed and killed as well. Ricken and Maribelle, who stood with us to the very end, both dying of magical exhaustion. Queen Sumia, who was killed shortly after birthing Cynthia by an assassin. Chrom, who was killed by that bastard Robin, who has no qualms about using even dad, his apprentice as a puppet. After having to kill him uncle and Inigo cried for days on end, even while destroying hordes of Risen with double the rage. Uncle Nick though always said to not blame him for it. "He made his choice" he said. "We're simply gonna fix it." He said, with that stupid grin that he always wore.
Owain shouted "We're gonna see each other again in an epic quest to save the past! My sword hand is ready!" as he went in.
Inigo said to Belle "Come on darling, let's restore the future. For all the girls in the world!" even though he knew as well as me what was going on. To which the poor, unassuming girl simply giggled and said "See you on the other side dad!" and they got into the portal as well.
Brady, Kjelle, Cynthia, Yarne, Severa, Noire, Nah, Gerome, Lucina.
Everyone got into the portal.
"No! Let me fight with you!" I shouted. Was he seriously abandoning us, after everything we've been through?! Everyone else did... I hoped he would be different.
"You're gonna die if you stay, Rose!" He shouted, his voice enhanced by the wind magic.
"No! I'm not going to abandon you! I'll fight!" I shouted back. He wasn't gonna win against me in stubbornness. Mother made sure of that.
"Grrr, fine! Here!" He took out a wind tome. So he was really letting me…?
But then the wind was knocked out of me as I realized what he was doing. "Wind!" He had shouted, and a wind sphere was tossed against me. I was knocked into the portal made by Naga, not believing what was going on!
No… Uncle Nick!
Uncle Nick…
Uncle… Ni…
"Uncle Nick!" I screamed, waking up. Sweat was rolling down my face as I realized that I was no longer there. But where was I? The last thing I remember was getting drunk, and… Belle? Pirates? I have no idea. It was honestly very confused. I think Belle bailed me out of some silly situation like usual? But… how? She wasn't with me… I think. But suddenly…
"Have I been that bad of an uncle that you shout my name in your nightmares?" Somebody next to me mused sarcastically. I couldn't help it, I screamed.
Mom always said that I had a talent for screaming. Apparently, I managed to make two of the castle maids cry and another fire herself. Said notion was reinforced when the kid in front of me dropped his lance to cover his ears.
"Man, didn't take you for a screamer even when sober." They said. I turned towards them in fear, but what I saw weirded me out even more.
"Belle?" I asked, hopeful. That looked like her… yet it did not. I couldn't see a thing without glasses. I think I lost them after the incident with the pirates. But it couldn't NOT be her with that mop of green hair, right?
Apparently, it could. The person next to me scoffed and said, "Again with this calling me Belle. You do realize I'm a guy, right?" he said. I quickly reddened at hearing that, because HOW could I make such a mistake? His voice isn't even THAT feminine!
"Huh. You got red. Do you have a fever?" He asked. Wait a second…
Clueless, small stature, short green hair like Belle's, is a man…
"Uncle Nick?" I asked, hopeful. Maybe he did manage to make it after all!
"I may be a Nick, but I sure as heck ain't uncle to nobody. Except to my half cousin half niece Claire. You see, it's a bit of a weird thing, because my dad's sister had a daughter that had a daughter, so she's technically my niece, but she's older than me. But I digress, I'm 99% sure I'm not your uncle." He said, rambling.
"I, ah, no... nevermind." I sighed, drained of any excitement (and wanting to punch his teeth in) I had. This was my uncle, yes, but it was his past version. I had hoped that he had made it with us, but sadly…
Suddenly, I thought of something else. Why was I with him? Lucina had said that we were supposed to work in the shadows! But wait, maybe I can turn this to my favour. He doesn't know about me or the others, so maybe-
"Ah, by the way, you kinda blew your cover about coming from the future in your sleep by shouting Lucina, Brady and Inigo's names." He said, with an impossible amount of nonchalance. Wait, what? How does he- who told him-
As if reading my mind, the next thing he said was: "I already knew, even though Marth and Roy confirmed the point in the timeline that we are in. Still, I thought the other me would tell you that he knew about imminent world doom. Although with the ripples I caused I'm surprised that you had to go back in time." with that annoying nonchalance. But still, WHAT?! How did he- how could he-
"If you knew what we were going to go through, why would you abandon us? How could you?!" I screamed.
"Wait, what?" He asked, disbelief clear in his voice. "How did I abandon you?" He asked. He looked genuinely curious about it. "Didn't you say you already knew?" I scoffed. Coming to me telling me he already knows and then looking like that when I tell him. "You threw me into the portal and didn't follow us." I added.
This time I managed to garner a reaction different than simple nonchalance. He looked like a mix of anger and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe he'd done that. Then his face immediately shifted to anger and I recognized the usual green glow of his eyes before stomping over to the door and shouting "ANNA! GIMME A BOAT! I'M GOING BACK TO THE PORTAL!" before slamming the door behind him. Then, suddenly, the door opened again and he said, with much less steam "Ah, uhm, I didn't quite catch your name." He said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Was this really my uncle? He used to be a lot more serious. Or rather, he's gonna become. Maybe. Ugh, time travel is so confusing. "I'm Rose." I said, simply. He flashed a thumbs up behind his back before closing the door again.
Suddenly a splitting headache hit me reminding me that I was still hungover. And tired. And really shouldn't be up.
That was my last coherent thought before I hit the pillow, passing out once again.
When I woke up again I felt much better and refreshed. Deciding to not be a pile of human garbage all day I stepped out of the cabin I was in to finally start to make heads or tails of my situation. As I stepped out I was greeted by the sight of a moderately sized ship that was being pushed by an Anna who was using a wind tome as a propeller. As I closed the door of the cabin behind me she turned to greet me.
"Ah, hello there! Had your beauty sleep?" she asked, momentarily stopping the wind and putting a finger on her chin. Annas did that a lot for some reason.
"I- yeah. Do you know where Un- Nick went?" I asked. Suddenly a vein popped on her forehead as she closed her eyes in frustration before saying "That brat! He took a boat and sped off with it without paying!" Oh. OH. He actually decided not to pay an Anna. I decide to have mercy on his poor soul as he clearly had no idea what he's just done. "I'll pay for it. How much is it?" Her anger immediately evaporated as she turned fully towards me with a saccharine smile. "It's 200G. I guess this is a way to repay him for the 2000G that you made him pay earlier." Wait, what? "What? He paid for me?" Uhm… I got onto the ship… played dead… and… Ah. "Oh, right."
I handed the money to Anna, and she took out a different tome, put her hand in the air and an image of another Anna appeared. "Anna?" "Tell me, Anna." "You no longer have to kill him. The other kid paid for his boat." "Aww…" she whined. "Yeah, yeah, I know, but murdering people is bad for business." She replied, to which the other simply pouted. "Yeah, whatever, love you." "Love you too." And with that the other Anna disappeared, leaving me gobsmacked and staring at the Anna who simply resumed her usage of the wind tome to bring us… Uh…
"By the way, where are we going?"
I stood by the railing, waiting for something to happen. Everything was so confusing right now. Being found by pirates, Uncle Nick knowing things he had no way of knowing and yet being surprised when I told him what happened, then suddenly rushing off to do something. Apparently, before I met him he was on his way to an island that had just a village. I don't know why he would be interested in that, but now Anna told me that he wanted me to wait there for him to pick me up while he's doing his business, and he left the Marth card if anything happens. Doesn't he know that I'm older than him?! I should be the one ordering him around, not the other way!
So that's why I'm here, waiting for him to come back. Sulking, on a bench, sitting down. Alone. And cold. And sad. How dare he leave me here to do nothing while he goes off and run his errands! The nerve!
"Heya lass, ya look like a spider bit ya on the butt. Care to share?" A villager sat down next to me. "Ugh, it's just my uncle. He left me here while he went to run his errands or whatever." The villager stared at me for a second before barking out in laughter, and saying "Well then, 'tat seems like a huge problem. Maybe yer' interested in a round o' booze to lift some spirits? 's on me. Don't tell my wife though. She'd misinterpret everything. I'm just doin' this cause ya looked sad, not to hit on ya. Clear?" Staying at the village suddenly sounds suddenly a lot more interesting. "Sure." I grinned "Bet you I can drink you under the table old man!" I shouted, and rushed off towards the tavern. The guy took a moment to realize what I just said before grinning himself and shouting "Yer' on!".
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
Ugh.
I utterly and truly despise this chapter. It was boring, shorter than average (but not shorter than the first one), I couldn't make my mind about things, couldn't bring myself to write it, gave me problems with posting it and it sucked (at least to me). I promise next chapter won't be so bad, and we'll return to Nick POV. I have nothing else much to say aside from read and review, tell me if you'd prefer longer chapters, and whether or not Nick's a Gary Stu in your opinion.
The stats are unchanged aside from the fact that now we know Rose's name and now there are two separate parties: Nick/Roy and Rose/Marth.
Also, sometime soon-ish I'll be posting another completely original idea aside from the Awakening self insert (that I invented, was my idea), a collection of Prologues from various series that I don't have the time/skill/will to make, but if you'd like me to I could think about it. It's gonna be called something like "False Beginnings" or something like that.
Anyways, Ninni51 out, *drops mic, but this time in bold*
