Great. Just perfect. Here they were, only two days out of the Valm harbour, and what did they run into? Bandits. Not Risen, Walhart's soldiers or even hired mercenaries; no, they had been ambushed by bandits. The only thought that pervaded Robin's mind was that they were really out of practice. Being caught with their guard down by roaming bandits was actually quite embarrassing; especially since they were losing. Robin, Lissa, Link, Lucina, Morgan, Chrom and Sumia were all caught in a corner, barely a weapon between them. The only seemingly prepared ones were Link and Lucina, but since Link refused to harm humans and Lucina was purposely still avoiding him, coupled with the fact that she had actually been woken from a nap, and their chances were not looking too good.

"Anyone have any ideas?" Robin looked to the Shepherds around him.

"Us?! You're supposed to be the idea guy!" Lissa shouted.

"Well, the 'idea guy' is out of ideas!" Robin was losing hope fast. The bandits had managed to cut them off from the convoy, so no Shepherd was able to grab their weapons. Just as he was about to admit defeat, a sound echoed across the battlefield.

"DIVING DRAGON!" Robin's eyes shot up, and there, silhouetted against the dying sun, was a pegasus. As he watched, a man jumped off the mount's back, sword pointed towards the ground. He dove amongst the attacking bandits, landing on one and killing him instantly. "SPINNING STRIKE!" He began spiraling, sword outstretched, attempting to slice the bandits in half. Amazingly, it worked; until the enemy realized they could just duck, and the man got dizzy.

"Don't worry, cousin!" A woman's voice came from above, "I'll save you!" Robin felt the strong breeze of the pegasus' wings beating down on him as the creature swooped down. The duo, with the woman riding now clearly visible, shattered the ranks of their intended quarry. Her lance swept across the multitude of enemies, either sending them flying or skewering them. This sudden burst of resistance startled the bandits, and they began running. Lucina began to swing more vigorously at the remaining few, managing to end the lives of a few retreating adversaries. Robin could only stare at their two mysterious helpers as the man got up off the ground and the woman's pegasus daintily alighted.

The man was wearing a yellow garb that was quite long and flowing; he had very spiky silver hair, and as he stood up, he fell into a stance that made him have one hand in front of his face. The woman was dressed in what looked like custom pegasus knight armour; she had blue hair tied into two pigtails and was almost bouncing up and down in the saddle.

Before Robin could say anything, two voices simultaneously said the same word: "Sister!" Lucina ran to the blue-haired woman, who was just getting off the pegasus, and embraced her. The man ran over to… Morgan? Robin was dumbfounded. It only lasted a second though, and he managed to say "Sister?!" along with Lissa, Chrom, Lucina and Morgan.

Lucina stepped back from the woman. "Yes, this is my younger sister, Cynthia. Cynthia, meet Mother and Father."

"Hi Mom, hi Dad!" Cynthia ran over to the two and squeezed them in a hug. Chrom and Sumia looked at each other before returning the hug with just as much vigor. "I missed you guys…"

At the same time, Robin, Lissa and Morgan were having a similar conversation with the man.

"Indeed! I am Owain; scion of heroes and a legend of my time, and I am the older brother of this young lady! And you… are… my parents…" The realization of who he was talking to seemed to have just hit him. His eyes welled up, and he turned away from them. "I-I I mean, I am the offspring of you two legendary heroes!" It was easy to tell that he was getting choked up.

"You're… our son?" The only response to Lissa's question was a nod from Owain. Then Robin pulled him towards them with one arm, smothering him between himself and Lissa.

"Mom… Dad…" They pulled Morgan in, and only squeezed tighter.

After the families were reunited/met, they went around and introduced themselves to the rest of the Shepherds. It mostly went off without a hitch, with a few knowing smiles between the children, but there was one interesting talk.

"Who's this, Robin?"

"This, Cherche, is the man who saved us. Frederick, Cherche, I'd like you to meet Owain…"

"Gratitude, sir." Frederick reached out and shook Owain's hand.

"... My son." Frederick tensed. "He came back with Lucina, as did Cynthia."

"Cynthia?" Cherche quizzically tilted her head.

"Chrom's other daughter. Apparently he has another one, too."

"A son… I kind of want one." Cherche looked expectantly up at Frederick. He looked down and smiled half-heartedly. "What do you think, Freddy?" She grabbed his hand. His face became redder than the eyes of a Risen, practically glowing with embarrassment.

"Must we discuss this? Now?" Though the situation was obviously causing him discomfort, he never let go of Cherche's hand. Robin noticed Owain give a small smile, barely perceptible, but still there.

"Right. Owain still has someone to meet,"

"I do? But we already talked to all the Shepherds."

"Yes, you do. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, we still have an introduction to get through, so we'll leave you two to your own devices. Owain, let's go." With that, he turned and left, a confused Owain in tow and the hateful glare of Frederick on his back.

"So…" Owain ran up beside Robin, "what legendary hero have we missed? Whom has this fearsome warrior not yet met?"

"A man by the name of Link. He has swept through numerous battalions with ease, and has managed to outmaneuver Lucina." His son's speech was rubbing off on him.

"Then I must meet this legendary man! I must know what drives these feats, what divine power has been given to this unstoppable hero!"

"Well, here's your chance. This is his tent." Robin pulled the flap aside. "Link? There's someone here I'd like you to meet."

"Ahoy there, skilled warrior!" Link smiled at the new member.

"Link, this is Owain, my son… apparently." Link only shook Owain's hand.

"Father, are you certain this is a mighty warrior? He is even younger than Morgan; and she's the youngest one here!"

"Well, if you don't believe me, have a sparring match with him; if he's willing." Link nodded.

"Then I shall test your mettle, supposed warrior! Come; to the field of battle!" Owain shot from the tent, leaving the two of them standing in stunned silence.

"I suppose we'll have to get used to him." Link nodded and ran after Owain. Something hit Robin. "I probably should have told him that Link can't speak… oh, well. He'll figure it out." Robin walked out of the tent, and set off across the camp, towards the sparring ring. He didn't want Owain to get too hurt.

A/N: Another introductory chapter. This time, we met two children from the future, and we may meet more later. We'll see. I knew that I wanted to introduce them in this chapter, but I didn't really have many other ideas, so I hope it went over well. It's going to be fun writing Owain. So, please review or PM with any concerns, questions or comments that you may have. They're always appreciated!