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One month, it's been a full month since the day my hero died. Dante was a great swordsman, and an even greater friend. Though he died the way he had always dreamed he would, fighting. I did not shed a single tear, not one, I doubt I even spoke a word ever since that day that my mentor had died in my arms.
He was Cynthia's hero, as he was many. She wailed on his grave as we said goodbye. Marth had entered an all new stage of quiet, not even so much as grunting. He stood where he stood, his head, bowed down, as if he were praying. Ike had gone into an all new rage, for his own helplessness, and spent the land few weeks, tossing things about in his room, and ranting loudly. Roy, like Cynthia, had taken to crying for his master, the one who originally taught him to fight with a blade. Kai, as have I, comforted the others, in this harsh time. Lucina, had put a brave face on the whole week, yet it looked about to crack, and Chrom, strong as he was, tried, yet he let a single tear flow down his face. One lone tear.
I was the last one to leave his grave at the service. He was given a grave in the graveyard of Yllies most prized hero's, each with there weapon, stuck into there grave. I did the only thing I thought was right, I gave him his weapon, plunging the Brave Sword he carried with him always. The blade gleamed in the light of the sunny day, giving off a sort of bluish glow, signifying it's power.
I knelt down at the headstone in the shape of a cross, it read, Here lies, Dante, Hero of Yllies, loving teacher, best friend.
Bowing my head, I prayed, may his soul reach paradise. Gods above, take care of him, he was good to me, to all of us.
I won't cry, I won't scream, I won't take my fury against the Risen on my own friends like I did last time. If anything, I must be stronger than ever before. Now, I am the leader, now, I must protect them all with everything I've got. Now, I must fight to protect whats mine.
A full month, and now I'm staying fully at the castle. Most days, I spent training, walking with Lucina, and polishing my steel sword, though today was spent in the tactical office. Yesterday, I gave a few map tactics that we could use, in case we were invaded, or needed a safe route through the mountains, or forests. He was so happy with the results, he smiled at me, for the first time since the incident with Snake-face, Terma. It's good to be appreciated.
(Now I know what you must be thinking, why hasn't Chrom figured out Robins Identity? Well ask yourself this, How come he didn't figure out that Lucina was a women, I mean, no mans voice is that high. I can guarantee you half the people playing the game for the first time figured out that she was a cross dresser. Chrom's just plain thick!) Anyway moving on...
A soldier had entered my room, and gave a small bow. "Robin, I have a letter for you." He said with haste.
I turned my head to his direction, and grunted in reply. Picking myself from my my hard wood desk, and trudging my way to him, I took the letter, and thanked him. I sat down, and cut into the letter.
I wonder who would be sending me a letter, because I don't really know to many people. Ike, Marth, Roy, Kai, and Mila Rose, live near me, at the inn, and I live in a room in the castle, with Chrom, Lucina, and Cynthia, so who would be sending me a letter? Unless...
I slowly began to read.
Dear Robin.
This is your good brother... How have you been doing? How's Dante? Oh yes, I forgot, the hero's dead. What a shame, he was such a dashing rouge. Oh well, what's done is done, and who's dead is dead. Now to more pressing matters. I hear that one of the seven swords have been spotted, and I want the both of us to race for it. No worries, I won't put another hole in your chest, but I won't guarantee you'll leave with your life.
I know what your thinking, why should I go anywhere with you. I really don't think you have a choice. If you don't go, I have an army of literally 50,000 risen soldiers, and I will unleash them on the people of yllies. They will kill every man, women, and child, make a bonfire, made from their very homes, and make you watch, as the girl you protect with your life, dies before your eyes. Now do you really want that on your conscience?
Now, come to me, and fight for your sword. I shall bring amatsu with me, so you can fight for it back. I recommend you bring a small band of warriors with you, and make sure there ready for the trials ahead. Oh, and if you still don't want to fight, let me tell you a little tidbit. I rose Walhart from his grave, and sent him to take the life of Dante. Look's like it worked! You want vengeance? Then come get me dear brother!
Sincerely, your magnificent brother, Slade.
Slade... that son of a bitch! He killed Dante? I'll tear him apart!
I felt hot rage, circulate around my conscience, making my heart pound, and my soul, calling for blood. Now, I have more of a reason to fight, that dastard had killed my teacher, my best friend, and now he's about to attack my home. Plus, I must get back Amatsu, that is one of my number one priorities. I must fight, for amatsu, for yllies, for Dante, for Lucina... Whoa, where did that come from?
I raced to Chrom's room, and began to bang of the door, screaming his name. The door opened, yet I was to hyped up to notice, accidentally pounding Chrom's nose hard with my fist.
"Agh!" He cried. "What the hell?!" I saw a small trickle of blood appear from his left nostril. He let go of his nose, and looked at me, slightly angered.
"Sorry sir, but this is urgent!" I said, almost hysterically. I revealed the letter, and passed it to him. As he read, his face shifted from anger, to sadness, then back to rage.
"That... that..." He repeated, his rage reaching it's peak. "Go, Robin. That dastard has backed me up to a corner. I can't send you any soldiers to go with you, but I can send you, fully equipped with our best weapons.
The next day, I gathered Marth, Ike, Roy, Mila, and Kai, and told them about the situation.
"Alright! Time to bust some head's." Ike said maliciously.
"Time for our revenge!" Roy chimed in. "Lets take this dastard down!"
"Wow, you've got everyone fired up, nice job Robin." Kai said happily. This was the happiest I've seen my group in weeks. Lately, all they've been doing was moping, and moaning, but now, everyone's fired up, and ready to bust down the world.
"Don't worry guys, We will have our revenge! For Dante!" I cried, raising my glass.
"FOR DANTE!" We all cheered, except for Marth, yet for the first time since the funeral, he smiled. I walked over to Marth , and knocked him, in the back of the head with my hand.
"Come on, Marth, lighten up!" I said.
"How can I?" He said, his usual quiet, deep voice, was stained with sadness, and depression.
"Look, Dante may be dead, but we can dewll on that forever, we have to move on and fight in his honor, or else, we waste those valuable days that he trained us to be strong. Now do you really want that?" I asked.
It took him a moment, yet he shook his head. "He entrusted me with a gift for you..." He said. "He passed me a second seal, a blue orb, with a shimmering ball of blue light inside. "He said that the swordsman inside will not die out. Now that you know so much, you can go back to your way. Your path. Now, it's time for you to become the Myrmidon again." Marth said, with a slight tone of happiness in his voice.
I... Become a Myrmidon again? That's what I've always wanted, so I have to take it. Now, I'm ready, beware baddies, Robin the Myrmidon will return.
The seal began to twist and turn in my hand. As I have before, I threw it into the air, and it rained a large, blue bolt of energy across my entire body. My armor change, and shifted, I had the light armor of the Myrmidon again, my sword by my side.
"R-robin?" Came a voice at the back of the tent. I turned and saw Lucina, standing behind me, gawking at my new armor. I wouldn't be surprised if she were shocked by my new form, after all, this was the form that I defeated her. Her face slowly shifted into her beautiful smile. For some reason, all I could do was stare at that smile, as if it were the beacon of hope I was hoping for.
"What is it?" She asked.
I finally noticed I was staring, and looked away, heat slowly rising to my face. I popped my neck, and walked over to her.
"Hey, Lucina." I muttered.
"Hello Robin." She replied, with her usual smile.
I finally found a subject to talk about, and explained the indecent with the letter, and my expedition. All she did was stare, her face contorted with rage.
"He... I'll kill him for myself!" She cried out.
"No, he's mine!" I replied. He's my brother, I'll be the one to put a sword into his chest, though something else came to mind. Can anyone tell me about the seven swords?" I asked.
Marth straitened himself, and raised his hand.
"Good, now can you tell me?" I asked.
He nodded. "Thousands of years ago, seven warriors, each with power that outweighed that of any knight in this realm, each possessing a sword, that is believed to be passed down by the gods themselves. These swords are, Mystletainn, Tryphing, Ragnell, Amatsu, Mercurious, Falchion, and Sol Katti. These warriors accomplished many things. For example... Anri, weilder of Falchion, defeated Medeus, dragon of darkness. Astram, weilder of Mercurious, fought with marth, and next to him, became the most able warrior alive. All of these warriors, once reaching there dying edge, hidden there blades with the gods protection. They say if you gather all seven blades, you become that of a god. That's why these swords are quite sought after."
Amatsu... My blade was one of the seven swords? No wonder Slade wanted to get his hands on it. Though, I have to protect the swords from his grasp. If he somehow got his hands on them, the effects to be catastrophic.
"I'm coming with you." Lucina said simply.
"No way!" I cried. "I've already got enough riding on this, I'm not putting you at risk too." I've lost my hero to this tyrant, so I'm not going to see the women I care about die by his hands as well. That, I will not allow!
"I'm not requesting." She said, her face becoming fully determined. "I'm demanding you take me with you."
I sighed loudly. There's just no arguing with her. I guess it's only right. "Alright fine, but don't tell Chrom, or he'll kill the both of us." I murmured.
"Yay! Thanks!" She yelled, as she jumped up, and hugged me, hanging off my shoulders. I swear I could hear Roy snickering, and Ike's faint attempt at a wolf whistle. Though I wanted to move, I just couldn't. I could be heat rising to my face, and my muscles start to burn. Well... This is awkward.
"Uh Lucina?" I said, my voice cracking. "You can let go now."
She let go, and dropped to the floor. Her face was flushed, and looked uncomfortable.
I looked outside the tent, to see if Chrom was watching me, or anywhere in sight, before going back inside. "We leave at dawn tomorrow. The message was sent from the dusty mountains in Plegia. We have to get enough rest, and meet up here. We will not leave until everyone is here, so any last minute things can be done... Thanks guys, our quest begins now!" I said with confidence. The others roared with cheer, even Marth joined in. The first words of a leader were great ones I say!
So, That's it for chapter 16. Just as you asked, Robin wasn't all mopey, even though the situation had called for it. See? I do listen to you guys, and value your opinions! Review me please!