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Breathe.
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Breathe.
Having an anxiety attack was definitely not going to help him, and after a few more deep breaths he stood, his brain going into thinking mode.
Not that he had much to go off of really. If this was actually after the whole ordeal, then the fact that Chrom and Lissa weren't standing above him meant that something was different between this time and all the other times that this happened. That meant a lot of things, but the most worrying one was that something had happened to them before they could find him. Something bad.
Robin felt the heaviness in his stomach return, but he forced himself to put up with it. If something had happened to them, he needed to find out what and why, and he wasn't going to get any of it by simply standing around.
And if this was indeed the field that he'd woken up in, that meant Southtown was just an hour's walk away.
He needed answers, and that was a good place as any. If anything happened to the Exalt, then no doubt all of Ylisse would know about it.
She dove into a narrow alley, panting heavily, sweat dotting her forehead. She peeked her head out from behind the crates she had chosen as her hiding spot, only to duck under again as she caught a glimpse of movement.
"She couldn't have gotten far, boys! Find her and tie her up! She'll sell well on the market! Baaaaaahahahahaha!"
She sprinted further down the alley, away from the shouting, away from the sound of buildings burning, away from the screaming.
She caught more movement up ahead and ducked to the side into another branch of the alleyway, swearing under her breath.
Damn it, damn it all. I should have stocked up on Arcfires, but nooooo. We don't need those anymore. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Father would have never been caught out like this!
She peeked out again from the pile of sacks of food, to see if someone was there.
There was.
"Heheheh... there you are... Hey, I fou- uuuggh!" the bandit not-quite-finished, before the sword tip sticking out from his chest retracted and he fell to the floor.
"Sis!" the girl behind the sacks shouted, her voice hoarse.
The other girl grabbed her wrist, pulling her up.
"Come on, Morgan! This way!"
It wasn't long before Robin saw Southtown coming into vision over the horizon. It looked about the same as it was when he first saw it.
As he wandered closer, though, he also saw that it looked about as on fire as it was when he first saw it.
Oh gods no.
He began to sprint.
A/N: And here's Chapter 2! We get our first conflict, with two new characters! It's Morgan and... well... I'll reveal that in the next chapter. Considering that Morgan called her 'sis', well...
The pairings I'm using for this fic (more specifically, for the current loop) are based my most recent playthrough of FE:A aka my first one aka the one I haven't even finished yet that's right I'm making a fic without finishing the game first #yolo (I'm using that ironically please don't lynch me).
We've gotten a hint for a pairing already, and I'll be dropping subtle and not-so-subtle ones for the other pairings I have. Reviews are always welcome. Stay tuned!