"Morgan, stay here."
He could see the smile on her face, but he could detect the fear in her eyes. His mother, Robin, was the strongest woman he had ever known; however at this moment in time he felt her vulnerability.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
As usual, she stated that nothing was wrong. She didn't want to worry Morgan with the aspect of war; he was a young child, after all. Robin turned the door handle, and stepped outside.
"Be safe." She whispered, leaving Morgan a bit uneasy.
Then he remembered clawing at the door, screaming for his mother to stay with him. The wielder of the Falchion, stood towering above him. She killed her. She killed his mother.
He remembered...the moment he stepped outside of the house, he was threatened. And his mother stopped moving.
"Do it, before I do it myself...!"
And nothing but what seemed to be a mix of content and pain.
His mother wouldn't have wanted to die, would she?
He could say that his mother's murderer was nothing but a cold-hearted beast. He wanted that to be true. He believed it.
He wanted to scream more. Shout in protest. Cry enough tears that would flood the battlefield. But he couldn't.
"Stay inside the house." The woman said to him.
"…W-why…did you kill my mother…" He started to calm down, but now he was cowering in fear. What if this swordswoman wanted Morgan to be the next victim?
"Stay. In. The. House." She commanded, through gritted teeth. The woman was trembling; upon closer inspection, Morgan noticed that she too, was shedding tears.
He rushed inside, and collapsed on to the floor. He looked at the floor, and on his hands. Blood.
When he tilted his head up, he could still see the woman and his mother, through his view from the window.
His mother was still smiling.
The woman began to remove the blade that was plunged into his mother's chest; the woman was still trembling.
She was hesitant.
The woman gripped Robin's hand, and began to tear off his mother's black gloves.
On her right hand was a symbol: a dark purple tattoo, like the ones in the tomes he had read.
And on her finger, was a wedding ring. Morgan never saw his mother's ring ever, because his mother seldom talked about her partner. It seemed like a touchy subject, so he never bothered to ask.
The woman bent down to kiss Robin's hand, and she began to remove the ring.
Morgan looked away. He couldn't bear to look.
He sobbed to himself and never in his life, had he felt so alone.
Then, he felt a kick on the door.
He knew it.
The swordswoman had come for him...to show him that he was going to join his mother.
"Open...the...door!" She said as she kicked the door.
Morgan scrambled to find an elfire tome, one of his mother's, and opened it quickly.
"...Open...the...DOOR!"
He heard the wood of the door splinter, and he saw the blade of Falchion make a cut through the side.
"Morgan, I think you're around the age when I can start teaching you how to use tomes."
"...And not as a toy just to singe off people's eyebrows."
"You told me to stay inside!" He shouted back. "And...I WANT YOU TO GET AWAY FROM ME!"
He slammed his right fist onto the floor, and placed the elfire tome in his hand.
"You see this text? The ones encrypted in the pages? Can you read those?"
Blood.
Again.
Dripping from his hands, onto the page of the tome.
But no tears.
Nothing mattered at that point.
He heard the footsteps of the swordswoman.
Have you come to kill me?
Who are you?
He took a deep breath,
"I...told you to STAY AWAY!"
A small spark of flames started in a ring around him.
"It takes a considerable amount of concentration to cast one, so we'll start with the basic fire spell."
"Just be careful; you never know what could be highly flammable."
He opened his eyes.
He felt the swordswoman grab him by the hood of his cloak.
"Do you wish to die?!" Shouted the woman. Her tone was not the murderous one he had envisioned, but one of concern.
Yes.
He closed his eyes.
The sounds of the woman's shouts were tuned out, and the crackling of the fire grew louder and louder.
He could feel the rising of the smoke, and he could smell the fumes growing stronger.
But Naga chose to keep me alive.
Wait for me mother...I will see you again...and not in the clouds just yet.
Morgan finally makes his long awaited appearance! Albeit a sad and short one :( sorry about that!
Hopefully I didn't go too dark on this one, but hey! If Morgan is featured, then what does this mean for Robin and Lucina's relationship in the coming chapter? ;)
Stay tuned, and as always feel free to give me input! I kind of deviated from what I generally do in this chapter, but I felt like it was needed.
See you guys next time and thanks for your support!