Lissa POV

"Robin!" I scream, catching her as she slumps to the ground, preventing her from hitting her head on a rock. I check for her pulse, finding it to be erratic as her skin heats up under my touch. I glare at the woman still impaled on Frederick's lance, who laughs at our outrage. "What have you done?!"

She laughs and coughs up blood, before jumping backwards and off of the lance. She puts a hand over her wound and continues to laugh. "I have ensured that she will follow her true path! Things will remain the same as they were for me, and Father will find her sooner! I will rise again in this world!"

"Not if I can help it!" Marth shouts, swinging her blade, eerily like Falchion, across the cloaked person's torso.

She merely steps back from the attack of the fellow female. "Lucy, Lucy, Lucy. Don't you remember? You ought to respect your elders. I guess you are in need of another lesson!" With a wave of her hand, a portal like the one from last night appears behind her, and more of the monsters step out behind her.

"No…" Robin groans, before her eyes shoot open. "NO!" she screams, pulling out her bronze sword and charging at our attacker, eyes glowing red and brand oozing purple magic. "I won't let it happen!" she screams as she swings her sword wildly, somehow able to catch the person by surprise and cutting off her arm.

The being howls in pain, and a cry of shock from Robin makes my heart stop, as her own arm begins to fade from existence. "Little fool… you'll destroy yourself if you destroy me!"

Through tears staining her cheeks, she raises her blade with one hand. "I don't care! You are bad, and you have to be punished! Just like Mama said, remember?!" She doesn't get the chance to reply to the young girl as she jumps in the air, swinging her blade in a perfect arc, easily removing the other being's head.

"ROBIN!" Marth screams, catching the little girl as she descends, holding her close and crying her eyes out. "It wasn't supposed to be like this! This wasn't supposed to happen!" she sobs as the child's body fades into smoke in her arms, the monsters and portal vanishing with her.

Tears fill my eyes as the last traces of her body vanish. I look up to Chrom, seeing the loss in his eyes, and I knew he had already gotten far too attached to her, just like me, and just like Frederick. "Marth…" I whispers, looking to the grieving girl curled upon herself.

"She was our only hope, and I killed her!" she sobs in response.

Chrom kneels next to her and rests a hand on her shoulder. "It was not your fault, Marth. No one could have predicted this would happen."

A small giggle echoes behind me, and I turn, screaming and falling backwards. "Milady, are you alright?!" Frederick shouts, his eyes scanning the area.

"D-did you hear that, or see that?!" I shout, pointing to the woods on the other side of the road.

A ghostly figure with a purple hood, about Robin's side, peeks out from behind a tree, giggling again. "R-Robin…" Chrom breathes, voice thick with emotion.

She waves and giggles, before showing us the back of her right hand. "I'm free now, guys. I'm going to see Naga and Mama again," her voice echoes as if on a breeze, ethereal as a glowing green figure appears behind her, with a tall woman dressed in the same coat as Robin, but with her hood down to reveal black hair covering most of her features, but for one shining blue eye.

"Thank you for finding my daughter," the woman whispers, before she looks down to the little girl. "But this is not how it was to end."

The green figure forms into that of a woman, with long green hair, letting off a soothing green glow as she opens her blue eyes. "Heed me, Exalted Ones. I would ask that you travel to Mount Prism, for I will grant a mother her final wish, and you must be there to accept the wish." With that, the two older figures vanish, but the little girl remains, removing her hood to show a toothy smile to the Shepherds.

"Robin, how can you be so happy? You're dead!" Marth shouts, still crying helplessly.

She giggles again, and floats over to Marth. "I died for a good reason, and I chose it. I chose to fight back, and I chose the one fight I won't regret. Choose your wars carefully, or the ones you don't will choose you…" she whispers, before she too fades away, though leaving behind a falling teardrop into Marth's hand. "Share the truth, before the lies consume you," her voice echoes dimly in our ears, before I can tell she is gone for sure.

Marth looks up with a deep inhale, looking into Chrom's eyes for a moment before he gasps. "The Brand… of the Exalt." He looks at her blade with a frown. "Were you my daughter in another time?" he asks, gesturing to the blade.

She nods. "Yes, Father. I only lied about my name and gender to throw off Grima, but she still followed me. I should have known she would continue to watch me, like she would have seen from Robin's memories."

Gods, she's telling the truth! How in the world did this happen?! I mean, Chrom's still single, though I know he's been hanging out with Sumia a lot lately… hm, maybe there's something more between them?

Frederick clears his throat. "Sully, Virion, I want you two to go to Ylisstol, and inform Lady Emmeryn of what has transpired, and of our destination. We will make our way to Mount Prism as Naga has requested, and you may join us if you so choose."

They nod silently as they climb up onto Sully's horse, galloping away as fast as her horse can go. Frederick kneels next to me, and I hug him tightly, uncaring for his armor, and cry.

Robin POV

Why is it so warm here? The last thing I remember is falling into Marth's arms before I showed up here. It's so dark here, I don't like it. Chrom, Lissa, Frederick, Mama, Marth, Sully, Virion, where are you?! I'm so alone here, I don't like being alone!

"It's alright child, they are on their way for you," Mama's voice echoes in my head, and I turn around to find her right there, arms open for me as she kneels down to me.

"MAMA!" I scream as I run into her arms, crying in relief. "Mama, I thought I was all alone," I whimper. "I thought you were dead."

She rubs my back and shushes me. "I know baby, and I'm sorry, but I am dead."

I pull back and stare at her. "Then am I dead too?"

She shakes her head. "You are trapped between the realms of life and death, and will be until they arrive, where they will decide if they want you with me or them."

"But I want to be with you!"

She smiles sadly at me. "I can't make that choice, and neither can you. Lady Naga has spoken, and I would follow her word until the end of time."

"Why? What if I want to choose?" I whisper, knowing and respecting Lady Naga.

"You had so much more to do, and you have so much more you deserve." She looks down, resting her hands on my shoulders. "You were always innocent, even though you attacked others, simply for fighting for the right reasons. I have committed too many sins, and now I must pay for them. But you may have another chance, one that I wished for with my dying breath."

I sniffle, holding back more tears. "Mama…"

"You deserve another chance, and you may just get it, my precious little bird," she whispers, pulling me close again and cradling me in her arms, warming me even more. "I will always be with you, in your heart."

"It is time, Robin," a soft voice whispers in my ear, before I get pulled away from Mama. But I don't scream or cry, I just smile and wave, just like she wants me to. "They wish for you to become as theirs, Robin, and I will give you to them. They will love you as though you are of their own blood."

I groan as I sit up in a fluffy bed, the soft blanket falling slightly. I yawn as I stretch my arms, trying to reach for the ceiling to make my muscles stop hurting.

The door opens, and Chrom walks in, not looking up until he sits down next to me. "Robin?" he asks in a whisper.

"Mister Chrom?" I ask him, looking around the room filled with sunflowers and stuffed animals. I cough a few times, my throat dry and hurting, before he helps me drink a small cup of water. "Where am I? I thought I was with Mama and Naga."

He lets out a laugh and pulls me close in a hug, nearly squishing me. "Thank the Gods you're alright! Naga assured me, but I could hardly believe that you would wake up!"

"Huh? What?" I ask, hugging him back as much as I can.

He sighs and lets me go, looking straight into my eyes. "Robin, do you remember the attack at the camp?"

I nod slowly. "When I attacked that person, right?"

He nods. "When you vanished, we went straight to Mount Prism to find out what Naga wanted, and there you were, just… curled up at the foot of her altar. When Lucina picked you up, we were transported back to the throne room just as Emmeryn arrived, and we put you to bed in here immediately. It's been nearly a month since then."

I stare at him before my stomach growls. "I'm hungry," I whisper.

He smiles and squeezes my hand, before standing up. "I'll go get you something to eat."

"No!" I shout, throwing off the top blanket and reaching for him.

He stops and sits back down next to me. "What's wrong Robin? I'll be right back, I promise."

I shake my head and grab his hand tightly. "Don't leave me alone again… please… I don't like being alone."

He sighs and pulls me into his arms. "Then I'll just have to bring you with me."

I wrap my arms around his neck as he stands up, clinging to him like a monkey, hiding my face in his shoulder. He drapes something warm over me before we leave the room, and everything sways as I rest in his arms, trying to think of what happened, but failing as my stomach growls at us.

A light laugh echoes down the hall, and Chrom laughs lightly as well. "Chrom, did you drag her out of bed for a meal?" a soft voice murmurs as a foreign, but gentle, hand rests on my shoulder.

He shifts his arms to hold me easier. "I would have brought her food, but she convinced me to bring her along. Besides, she could use the fresh air and a bit of motion."

I lift my head up and turn to look at the lady in green robes, with a golden circle on her head. "Hello there, Robin. Are you better?"

I nod and rub my eyes. "Yeah…" I mutter, a little nervous.

"Robin, this is my older sister, Emmeryn. She's the Exalt," he explains.

"Oh…" I mutter, before I yawn, remembering in time to cover my mouth to keep some of my manners in check. "I'm sorry, I'm still tired," I apologize to them both.

She smiles before she readjusts what turns out to be Mama's cloak on my shoulders. "It is alright, child. You've been through quite an ordeal, as it turns out. You have every right to still be recovering from your exhaustion." She turns around then, and walks the way she came from, and Chrom follows her. "You just missed breakfast, but I can ask the servants to fix up something gentle for you."

I smile and nod. "Thank you, my lady."

She opens a door at the end of the hallway, showing a well-lit dining room filled with sunlight streaming through the windows, open to let the breeze carry in the fresh air. "Please Robin, call me Emm."

I nod as Chrom sets me down on the floor, liking the feel of the cold stone under my bare feet. He pulls out a chair for me, which I climb into as gracefully as I can, but I wind up sitting on my feet so I can sit at a regular height for the tall table.

"So, Emm, what's going on with Plegia? I heard a rumor they will be sending the High Priest of the Grimleal with the delegation to try talking out this conflict between our nations," Chrom informs her.

She sighs and closes her eyes as a maid comes in with a cup of water for me. "Gale, please prepare something that will be gentle on the stomach for our young guest here. And maybe ask Lissa or Stahl for a tonic to help her stomach." The maid nods with a small smile to me and leaves to do as she was asked, before Emm looks back to Chrom. "This is very much true. In the month since we have had Robin under our care, the High Priest has taken an interest in her, and has written to me on multiple occaisions about bringing her back to Plegia, her homeland."

Chrom looks down, letting his hair cover his eyes. "She is a refugee, and she was left under our care by her mother's consent. By he has no right to take her away from here, as he has had no contact with her since her birth, and you know it."

She nods. "I have read every letter in that journal, and I agree with you, so I have appeased him by leaving the decision up to Robin, which he either must respect or be peaceably escorted from this country, with a polite request to keep his distance from her should he become insistent upon taking her away." Chrom looks up at her in shock. "He and King Gangrel have agreed to the terms, and the delegation is due to arrive in another week. It is a distinct possibility that Gangrel will be with the party to impart his messages personally, rather than make this a game of prayers and backstabbing."

I shake my head slowly. "But they won't keep their word, they never do."

She sighs as the maid returns, putting the meal in front of me with a small blue bottle. "Thank you, Gale," Emm murmurs as she leaves us alone again. "Robin, I don't expect you to understand my motives, or why I would even allow them to freely enter my country, but I want to at least attempt to make things right between the countries, and this is possibly the only chance, so I must take this risk."

I nod and pick up my spoon, stirring in the cream and syrup drizzled on top of the porridge. "Okay, if you think it's a good idea. But I don't want to leave Ylisse, I want to stay with you and the Shepherds."

Chrom ruffles my hair with a smile. "That's right, Robin, I don't think any of them would like it much if you were to leave either, in all honesty." He looks to Emm. "Maybe we could force the matter if someone were to become her legal guardian."

"Hm, Lissa said something along those lines to me also quite a while ago, and even Frederick had the same idea, when I shared with him the terms of negotiation. Actually, he offered to take on that duty himself, if we found it to be necessary."

He shakes his head. "Why don't we see where this will take us first, then we'll decide what will be necessary."

I know, I'm screwing up the timeline here even more, but I like messing things up, it's a talent and a hobby, so either get over it, get used to it, or don't say anything about it! It's my story and my brain, so I'll do what I want!

Anyway, getting back to my sanity here, I do not own Fire Emblem Awakening.