This chapter was kind of a pain to write, I'd go on a tangent but than it'd run dry halfway through. Hopefully you guys will like this chapter.

Chrom - Honedge 2 votes

He was always fascinated with the concept of illness, the suffering of those affected feeding his ghostly half with some disgust. It was never a pleasant thing to profit from someone he knew, and possible loved, in pain from a sickness he couldn't do much to help alleviate.

Sickness for a ghost pokemon was always different when compared to those with living, physical bodies. It was more of a spiritual ailment and much more of a hazard for purely intangible beings. Ghosts falling ill was a serious manner, even if it was a simple cold, as they didn't have many of the bodily defense a human had. It was only on pure willpower that allowed a ghost pokemon to survive.

If this is what it felt like to be ill, than Arceus dammit that just adds one more reason why his sorely missed his true form.

He felt like his head was about to explode, each thought smashing in his skull like an Iron Head straight to the noggin, and yes, he used a steel type move for a reason, forcing another wince out from his attempt at an impassive face. The mimikyu felt cold, the absence of the grim anguish and fury of the villagers left him exhausted, bone tired, an odd experience for the ghost pokemon. If it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't certain Frederick would carry his fatigued self with his horse, what, with his wary nature and the thought of appearing useless was the only thing forcing him to go on.

Arceus what he wouldn't do to be able to use his pokeball... Could he even use his pokeball as a human?

Whatever, wouldn't be much help here considering he didn't even have it. Damn.

It was getting really dark. Normally, he'd love the night, after all the sun tended to make him sick to his stomach. He got caught once in a beam of direct sunlight once, thank Arceus it was dusk or he would have been utterly screwed, but he'd take the sudden weakness from sunlight over his current condition.

What were Chrom and the others doing? He couldn't really see well and the darkness was making the blurry figures blend into each other.

Robin really hated having a physical body.


Lissa could only watch in concern at the unfocused glaze in his eyes, tainting his once sparking opal orbs into cloudy spheres unaware of their surroundings. She had asked if he was alright earlier without receiving a response. There wasn't much the girl could do, as his condition was a result of severe exhaustion and magic depletion and nothing short of a good night's rest, or a week's worth of downtime, would fix anything. Though that was what she could see with her eye as Robin repeated refused her help.

"Hey um Chrom," She said, awaiting some form of acknowledgement which she received, "Maybe we should stop for camp. Robin's not looking too good."

Not looking too good was honestly the only polite way to describe the poor Mimikyu's condition. It was more accurate to call him a walking corpse than anything, he certainly gave off the appearance he was about to drop dead at any moment.

"Don't looook good?" Robin said off Que, "I'll have you knoooow that even as a ghooooost I am adoorable." he finished with a big loopy grin and a giggle.

"I...think that's a good idea, Lissa." Chrom admitted, both for the night sky making it difficult to navigate the roads safely and Robin didn't look like he could walk straight anymore. "Okay than, Estelle can you gather some firewood. Me and Frederick will go hunting, and Robin..."

Said male perked up at his name being spoken with a big smile on his face.

"Er, watch the campsite."

"Righto Captain!" He cheered, "No ghosties are gonna take this spot."

The mimikyu was sent into another round of giggles, prompting the three older members of the Shepherds to send a silent request at their only healer who was amused and worried with his dreamy expression. While the others went to complete their tasks, Lissa dropped next to Robin, bringing up her staff which began glowing as she channeled her magic.

"Oooooh pretty light!" Robin said dreamily, reaching out to touch the top of her staff to which she swatted his hand away.

"By the gods Robin," She gawped, finally understanding the true nature of his plight, "How the hell did you manage this much damage?"

"How bad is it?" Estelle asked, having overheard what she said, dropping the dry timber into a small pile.

She sighed, using her magic to heal Robin's wounds, "Somehow he strained his leg muscles so much he's torn them. Not too badly mind you," Lissa said noticing Estelle's distress, "but I don't even know how he's managed to keep walking with this kind of injury."

"It'ss nooot my fauult!" Robin chimed in a slightly slurring voice, "I've never haad a physicaaal boody befoooore."

Lissa paused, briefly pondering the meaning of his words before passing it off as one of Robin's rather odd quirks and continuing her work. Estelle watching with a critical gaze, shadows cast across her face from the camp fire.


Working through the day's events, Estelle aimed to piece together what little knowledge she knew about herself. Her name was Estelle and she somehow knew who Chrom was, or at least knew his name and nothing else. Her insight to the others was fuzzy, she felt like she should know who they are but the reason keeps slipping from her grasp.

Robin...His name didn't spark anything, she instinctively knew she had never met him, but every time the woman looked at him, some small part of her brain screamed at her. It was constantly nagging her with his familiar appearance, the bright wide-eyes colored a shade of opal she loved and a face that carved a hole in her heart from the lack of remembrance and it was driving her insane.

"A bronze for your thought Estelle?" Chrom voiced called from the darkness. He was dragging a giant bear behind with Frederick following close behind.

She sighed, Chrom sitting down to prep their dinner, "I've been trying to wrap my head around everything that's happened today."

He gave a smile, "I suppose today has been rather insane. Any luck?"

"Mostly," Estelle replied, "I still can't figure out why some things seem familiar yet have no knowledge of it. What I do know seems to contradict with everything I see here."

Chrom raised an eyebrow, "Pardon? And what is it that troubles you, if you don't mind sharing?"

The brown-haired woman frowned, "I have vague impressions, some open fields like this, but here I can't help but feel as if it's missing something very important, but no matter where I look I can't find it."

He hummed in acknowledgment, "Is it because you don't recongize where we are?"

"Oh there's that, but..." She paused, taking a moment to collect her thoughts, glancing at the bear Chrom killed and the nagging sensation returned, "The bear...is doesn't look like I expect it to."

"And pray tell what is it supposed to look like," Frederick inquired eyeing the bear with a touch of distaste, spearing it into the flames regardless.

"Hmmm." She hesitated, drawing the image of what she saw to the front of her mind, "Light brown fur, some tuffs on the shoulder...a tan ring shaped mark on it's chest...and for some reason it stands on it's hind-legs."

Grimacing, she finished her thought, "And I'd never consider eating it."

"Such a shame," Chrom told her with a teasing grin, "Bear meat is actually quite tasty."

"Well, I suppose I'll take this as a learning experience than." She replied with her own smile, "But I have to say, the one thing that really bothers me is Robin."

"Robin?" Chrom asked, glancing over to Lissa finally finishing up with his wounds, "I'll admit he's an odd one, but what about him bothers you?"

"It's his face mostly," She said honestly, "It's very familiar to me and brings up a lot of emotions out in me...but the strange part is, while he does appear familiar his voice and behavior is completely alien to me. I can only assume it'd be like looking at someone with the same appearance to Lissa but they were nothing like her."

An image of a stoic and cold-eyed Lissa materialized in his mind. It was so conflicting with reality that he instantly dismissed it.

"I...see what you mean." He conceded, "That's certainly a strange predicament to be in, but keep in mind we are here to help you Estelle."

She blinked, taking in the sincerity of Chrom's words before smiling, "Thank you Chrom."

"Heeeeeey, Chrrooom!" Robin suddenly yelled, to both their surprise, having just realized his return, "Wheen did you get back?"

Both look at Robin in confusion, looking up at Lissa for an explanation, who shrugged "He's just tired, as long as he doesn't do anything to strenuous he'll be fine. Honestly it's better than a irritable Robin, he's pretty funny."

He chuckled, "I see. Just now Robin, how are you feeling?"

Robin giggled, "Suuuuper tired, caaan't wait to sleeeep!" He looked up with a dreamy smile, laughing at nothing, "Can I sleeep nooooow?"

"Don't you want to eat first?" Chrom asked him smiling.

"...Sure...Buuut than, don't waaake me up."

Lissa snickered, "What if something happens?"

"Even if the ssssky is falling doown and the dead riiises from the grave I stilll waant to resst."

"Oooooh," Chrom mused, hiding a laugh, "Well, if we die I'll come back to haunt you."

"Do that Chrom and I'll kick your ass."


"Thank you for helping me find my friends Ms. Sully."

"No problem."

Sully led her horse down the path, the darkness making her journey harder but she wouldn't stop until she had her Captain in her sights. Something about tonight set her nerves on edge.

During her journey the red-head woman met a young girl. The first thought that crossed Sully's mind was pink. Even in the darkness the girl was practically aglow from the sheer brightness of her clothing, a collection of pale pinks, greens and bright red tipped in white. Her light pink hair was separated into two parts that curled near her shoulders, the ends the same pale pink as her petaled shirt, a cute green ribbon tied on the top of her head with two tuffs of hair sticking up.

She was so delicate looking it was strange to see her wondering on her own in the dark and Sully's chivalry as a knight wouldn't let her leave the poor girl alone.

The ride was silently for the most part, the girl was silent and if it wasn't for the strange-bladed sleeves she wore occasionally brushing up against her, Sully would have completely forgotten about her temporary passenger. High heels were not ideal in keeping up with horse in any regard if one wanted to travel any length of distance in a timely manner.

Hopely Chrom was nearby, Sully really-

A great trembling cut her off, the earth shaking as the sky exploded into flames, raining down on the forest not far from her location.

Her horse reared back in fright, trying to back up away from the flames but Sully relented, calming her companion down before setting her gaze on the burning forest.

"I bet ya anything the Captain's right in the middle of that." She commented, directing her horse towards the flames.

"Troublesome one huh?" The girl remarked, her giggle signaling her intent, "Same here. I bet you one of my friends is directly in the midst of that as well."


Honestly he was having a nice dream, he and the others were together fighting against some great and mighty dragon and kicking its' scaly ass. He really hated the 'holier-than-thou' attitude most dragons seemed obsessed with and took great pleasure in beating the crap out of them. Most dragons knew not to cross a fairy but dream dragon was utterly shocked at the strength his fairy moves had against it and Robin was lovin' every damn second of it.

So you can imagine how livid he was when the damn planet decided that he needed to wake up immediately. He had dealt with stupid bastards who couldn't control their damn earth-shattering abilities. Ground type pokemon loved to show off their magnitudes to whoever was dumb enough to cross their paths, end up summoning a level they couldn't control and wind up knocking themselves out from the force of the earthquake they just created.

Now he may have been slightly out of his mind earlier but if he found out Chrom had something to do with this, Arceus help me, because Robin was pissed.

Launching himself upward from his peaceful sleep, Robin noticed Estelle and Frederick rushing towards something, and that something was a huge freakin' forest fire and a giant crystal eye in the sky.

"What. The. Hell." He snapped, eye twitching at the absurdity of the scene, "You know what, screw it. It's not like I haven't seen worse."

Jumping to his feet he only took a second to check if he had his weapons before rushing after the great knight and tactician running head first into a blaze of fire. He still felt tired but his legs weren't burning with every step so he'd consider that a win. Having a actual body was more trouble then he realized.

"Estelle! Frederick!" He yelled, "What's going on!"

"We don't know! But Chrom and Lissa are gone!" Estelle yelled back, having jumped on the back of Frederick's horse to which Robin was having great difficult catching up to.

"If Milord and Milady are hurt and you two had something to do with this-" Frederick hissed.

"-Oh come on! What could we have possible have done to start this without you knowing huh?" Robin countered, getting real sick of Frederick's constant lack of trust. He shouldn't be getting angry, it was Frederick's job to be suspicious, but Arceus dammit if it wasn't getting on his nerves.

"Knock if off you two!" Estelle snapped, "Now's not the time for arguments! Enemies ahead!"

Warriors with grey stitched skin, glowing red eyes and an almost boneless posture littered the field, dragging their arms with a wide variety of bronze and iron weapons defacing the earth behind them.

Purple smoke wrapped around the their forms, drawing some comparisons to a certain ghost pokemon that was an absolute blast to be around. Well, when they weren't reanimating the dead to scare the living hell out of people in spite.

"Milord! Milady! Are you hurt?" Frederick shouted as they neared the two, sighing in relief when he could see no wounds, "No one is injured, then? Thank the gods..."

Lissa spoke up, "Thank the masked man who saved me! If it wasn't for him, I'd be... Hey, where did he go?"

"We can worry about him later, AFTER we put these...things...to the blade." Frederick declared, readying his weapon to strike, "Eyes open, now. We know nothing about this enemy."

"I take it walking corpses aren't a natural occurrence in Ylisse?" Estelle asked, noting with some degree of surprise she wasn't too shocked by their presence. The purple smoke disturbed her for both the unnatural way it swirled around the corpses and the image of something similar popping in her head with exasperated fondness.

"Not at all." Chrom said tense, gripping his sword tightly.

"Though you two don't appear too surprised by them." Frederick glared, "Are they natural where you're from?"

Estelle didn't know the answer and she didn't understand how many times she had to say it before Frederick got off her back about her lack of memories.

Robin shrugged nonchalantly, "I used to live with the Ghastly line, a pokemon made of toxic, purple gas like these guys over there," he pointed to the corpses spewing more gas, "They find it absolutely hilarious to reanimate dead corpses and scare people with them."

"Right," Chrom said, "I'll ask later, let's take of this things first."

"Me, Chrom and Frederick will handle the main force of enemies, while Robin and Lissa stay behind and act as support." Estelle decided, "Since we don't know much about these things, stay nearby in case one of use gets overwhelmed."

"We can use the abandoned forts over there for cover," Robin added, as much as he hated getting sidelined, his magic reserves were still recovering due to his overzealous spell casting back in Southtown. Maybe he could use one or two spells, but nothing like earlier. In that regard, he observed the surrounding for anything useful, "Find everything that can be used for your benefit in the area."

"You mean beside the fort? What else can you use?" Lissa asked incredulously.

Robin raised an eyebrow, stomping his foot at the end of a sharp, jagged branch and it into the air. He grabbed it with a twirl, aiming it over his shoulder like a javelin and throwing it at a near by undead, the sharp end piercing the corpse's chest. The enemy recoiling backwards but otherwise completely unfazed.

"Like that." Robin said with a grin, drawing his tome ready to use magic, "Now you guys ready? That one guy's not too happy with a stick in it's chest."

Chrom and Frederick shook their heads, charging the creatures with Estelle acting as support, firing off a spell when she saw an opening. Lissa remained back, whacking anyone that came near, but with the combined effort of Estelle, Chrom and Frederick any that got past them were one hit away from fading.

Robin took one look at his tome and realized he may just very well be screwed. The pages that once held his various pokemon moves were completely blank. Every. Single. Page. Closing the book and reopening it didn't change the lack of words or his situation. With magic out he tried to summon his shadows, but they barely twitched.

He was going to have to use the sword. The sword he knew nothing about let alone how to even use.

Unsheathing his sword, Robin barely had a second to react when a corpse lunged at him, iron ax coming down on him. Sparks flew of the clashing blades as Robin tried to hold back the enemy blade bearing down on him, but whatever this thing was really strong. Gritting his teeth, he took a chance and kicked his leg out aiming to hit the monster's knee with enough force to knock it off balance. It worked, but only for a second as the creature realigned itself for another strike too fast for Robin to deflect accordingly.

Lunging to the side, he just barely dodged a heavy blow from the ax, leaving it embedded in the earth to the creature's dismay. With the perfect opportunity, Robin swung his sword, the silver slicing through it's body like a wet piece of paper before it vanished into smoke.

Wincing, Robin looked at the blade in his hand. It didn't take a master swordsman to know he was barely competent with a sword, and it was only pure luck he managed to take out the opposition with his merger skills. With his tome blank and shadow arms out of commission he was forced to rely on his pathetic sword swinging skills, dodging what he probably could have redirected with enough skill and striking quickly when he saw an opening.

A phantom burning pain sparked in his legs as his arms started going numb from constantly holding back enemy attacks.

'Crap,' he thought, breathing heavy, the sharp aching in this limbs making it harder and harder to dodge, 'If this keeps up, I'm dead.'

"Hey oh! Captain Chrom! Wait! I'm coming!"

Two women riding a horse came charging out of the darkness, the younger of the two, who looked strangely familiar for some reason, jumping off.

"...Agh, I knew I shouldn'ta left 'em." The red woman grumbled angrily, "All right, you ash-faced freaks! Which one of ya wants to try my lance on for size first?"

"Oh my," the pink girl gasped, the breath catching in Robin's throat, "I didn't think something like this would happen so soon."

Eyes wide as he looked at her, really taking in the details of her appearance as it suddenly clicked who she was.

"A-a-a-Amaryllis?!" He shouted, attracting the eyes of the two women with his shout.

The pink girl blinked than giggled, "Ah, how'd I know you be involved in this Bi?"

He shot her a tired smile, "You know me, never a dull moment."

Amaryllis smiled, running up to his and wrapping her arms around him, "Oooooh its so good to see you Bi!"

"Same."

Pulling back, her smile fell, taking in his drained, pale expression and exshaited posture, "Are you alright?"

"Just tired," He told her with a smile, "Having an actual body is alot harder than I thought."

She snorted, "I could have told you that. You look awful, have you been taking care of yourself." She shook her head, "Save that for later Lalantes, for now, stay behind me and rest ok Bi?"

"Normally I'd curse you for even suggesting that," He groaned, dropping to the ground, "But I can see I'd be nothing but a burden out there."

With the arrival of Sully and Virion the tide began to turn, each pair swiftly taking out the creatures until the valley was completely empty of foes. Purple smoke completely fading, leaving the living humans alone in the dark, the fires having completely died out.

Frederick sighed, "It seems all the creatures are vanquished. This young man took care of the others."

A young man Robin didn't even know was there, remained silent. Their mask making it hard to know for certain but the Mimikyu could swear they were staring at them, their shock rolling of them in waves.

Lissa walked up to them with a grateful smile, "Um, I never got to thank you...for before. So...thank you. You were very brave."

Their head snapped to Lissa, the shock vanishing in a puff of smoke to be replaced with stiff apprehension. Everyone else would find the person mysterious, but given Robin's ghostly ability to detect human emotions they were an open book.

"You saved my sister's life. My name is Chrom. Might I ask yours?" Chrom said.

He remained silent for a moment before responding,"You may call me Marth."

Robin raised an eyebrow, he was lying. Marth wasn't his name. Why he was lying Robin could discern, but his emotions were ranging from great sadness to longing and finally settling on determined resolve. Nothing that meant any harm to anyone but Robin shot him a warning glare all the same, relishing in his confusion.

Chrom had mentioned something about a hero king but he was too busy reading the strangers feelings to really give a damn.

"I'm not here to talk about me. This world teeters at the brink of a horrible calamity. What you saw tonight was but a prelude. You have been warned."

"Ooooh there's a big surprise." Robin grumbled to the flower girl, who snorted in amusement, "Who do you suppose it is this time? A group of people with a weird sense of fashion?"

"I was thinking more along the lines of those team skull people," She said, a smile dancing on her lips, "But than they'd actually be a threat."

He held his breath, trying to hold in his laughter and failing, falling to the ground in laughter, Amaryllis giggling alongside him.

"Did I miss something?" Chrom questioned, watching the two giggling human pokemon laughing at something only the two had any knowledge over.

"Ooh" Robin gasped, taking a moment to fill his lungs with air from laughing too hard, "Just the thought of those imbeciles as a threat is too much."

"True true," Amaryllis said with a laugh, wiping a tear from her eye, she turned her attention to the others, "Hello Mr. Chrom." She gave a little bow, "My name is Amaryllis, thank you for looking after Bi. I know he can be a handful."

"Hey!"

Chrom smiled, only a bit unnerved by just how pink her eyes were, "Not a problem, but please. We're all friends here, no need for formalities."

Sully snorted, "Already tried that Captain. She's a stubborn one."

"Now that we've become acquainted with each other, might I suggest we make haste to the capital?" Frederick suggested.

Chrom nodded, "You're right Frederick, let's hurry to Ylisse."

With everything settled, the group headed towards the north to the capital of Ylisse. While Estelle was introducing herself to the new comers Robin held back to walk with Amaryllis, a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Hey Amaryllis," Robin began quietly, the flower girl watching as the thoughts churned in his head, "Do you think the others are here?"

Amaryllis hummed, bringing up a sleeved hand to her chin, "I don't see why not. We all fell through the same worm hole, so I can only assume we landed in same world. The only problem now is-"

"Where is everyone and how do we find them?" Robin finished, "Will everyone have a human form? That's the one thing I don't get, how did we get human forms? Did something happen between falling in the wormhole and appearing here?"

"Something did," Amaryllis agreed, "I have vague memories of some dark place but other than that, nothing."

A dark place after falling through an interdimensional wormhole, what could that possible mean? It was just making his head hurt.

Unbeknownst to those on the ground, a giant white crack replaced the crystal eye that once resided in the sky.

My word program doesn't separate into pages nor have a word count so I just keeping writing until the ideas stop or I finish a scene no matter how long it is. Great. Anyway! Someone asked if Rin was going to show up sometime, and I will say this. Yes, you'll get to see him eventually, but he's got stuff to do off screen. Once that's done he'll appear.

As for Robin, most people when tired get irritable or grumpy, me? I just get extremely loopy and just about everything is damn hilarious, no matter the context. This could be the after effect of the high Robin was on last chapter during the raid or it could just be how he behaves when he's tired, if enough people find it funny that's what I'll do.

Pokemon Profile

Amaryllis - Lurantis

Grass

Lv 74

OT- Rin

Quirky / scatters things often

Ability - Leaf Guard

Weapons

Robin was a nice pokemon, his moves worked perfectly with the type of weapons they have in Fire Emblem. Than came Amaryllis and her pincer sythes and screwed everything up. -_-

The Bloom Sickles are blades embedded into the sleeves of her shirt which can be retracted at will to act as her old pincers.(Or perhaps she can change the composition of her sleeves to become blades.) Given Amaryllis's appearance, and the fact that every pokemon would require a tome, she can use magic without one, though it takes her longer to casts spells without one.

Due to Amaryllis's quirky nature she keeps a horde of of items she likes, beans and poke berries, on her person. Everything else she throws around. People she likes will be given nicknames (Robin-Bi) and people she's still uncertain about she uses the standard Mr. and Ms. When referring to herself in the third person, she calls herself by her Japanese name - Lalantes (Though it doesn't have much meaning other than a word she came up herself).

Her friends use an adjective with flower as a nickname for her, ex Sweet Flower.

Her grass typing gives her a slight discomfort with fire even in her human form and her power works best in bright, sunny areas, or places with lots of plant life. I've changed it up so that moves like Synthesis can be used on allies though not as powerful when used on oneself.

She has a lot pride in her appearance and takes great strides to keep her bright colors as vivid as possible. (if one wants to know what she looks like-since I'm horrible at descriptions, look up Human Lurantis and go down until you find a picture with a human Lurantis and Leavanny in cute little kimonos. Or pininterest pin/494692340305347111/)