I release this story's chapters in two because I'm to have it play catch up with Lonely Goodbye and all have Place In Time be the slow poke for the pure fact that each while being similar are also drastically different.
That being said this will follow the game's original story vaguely. This story will also not be another word for word, some stay the same while other conversations vary and so will the reasons because this is not the same time of Awakening, but a parallel world in a sense.
That also being said, I don't have a beta reader so if I butch so much in the story. I apologize.
"Chrom we have to do something." Gods the voice rang through his ears.
"What do you suppose we do?" The ringing won't stop, the pain in constant echoes.
"I-I don't know." Scrunching his nose, he crinkles his eyes before slowly opening them to the light of the sun. Before terror washes over his mind. His sight becomes clear as two figures hover over him. One on the left having cobalt hair and clad mostly in white with some form of marking on his shoulder. The right was a younger blonde with a yellow dress and some form of head garment.
"I see you're awake now." The man's eyes were also blue now that he really cared to look at him. The fright of obvious in his eyes.
"Hey there!" It was chipper. More so than that small fleeting idea in the back of his mind.
"There're are better places for taking a nap than on the ground, you know." The man soon then extended his arm outwards, offering it to him. "Here take my hand." He gave a faint smile, though it was probably from the amusement he was getting out of it.
'Who are they?' He wanted to run, he wanted to leave; yet these people have found him in a bizarre state and haven't raised him as a threat. "Uh thanks," he spoke meekly and just audible enough for it to catch wind.
"You alright?" He nodded. The man asked another one, "How did you need up here?"
"I-I, I don't remember." His mind was drawing a blank, then it hit hard. Who was he again?
"Mind telling us your name?" By now another person joined them. This one being a much taller man with heavy armor.
"I can't tell, what I don't know." Though if luck would have it, an abnormal grey bird with a rosey underbelly fluttered onto his shoulder. That's when it connected, something had tried to block his thought process. "A robin."
Signifies growth and renewal. It was his voice in the back of his head as if reciting a line. "My-my name is-"
"Chrom! The village, there's smoke coming from it!" The blonde said wide eyed, pointing in the direction.
"Dastard Brigands!" Looking towards the man as the robin flies off. "We don't have time, it's my sincerest apologies. I advise you stay put."
"B-but Chrom what if they come this way?" The young lady spoke up, she sounded frightful. A chance they ended up killing off a person with a possible case of amnesia.
"No time, Lissa" the man with blue hair spoke an awful lot. Though it helped to pick up his name, Chrom. Knowledge is power, yet Chrom seemed like a funny name to him. Then again his own was Robin so he couldn't really judge. Regardless of where his thoughts ventured, the three had already headed towards the collapsing.
Follow them, help them. You are armed.
"Huh?" Robin looked around him to find the source and then decided to pat himself down to discover a fire tome and a bronze sword. With hesitation at start then rushing towards the village. Upon arrival, Robin noticed the horse rider was in the midst of battle knocking an enemy off their feet. Chrom was focusing on a mage that has managed to keep their distance while the lady was constantly healing him.
Swiftly Robin pulls out the tome and casts the fire spell at the mage. Knowing Chrom would be better against a non distance fire made contact and burned the man alive, collapsing in a pile of heat. Chrom turned to see Robin with his hand extended.
"You know how to fight?" Robin nodded before looking at the rest of the fighting.
"Sir, aim for those who wield an axe, the swords distance is your leverage!" Chrom was the one to nod this time. "Protect the girl! Sir on the horse, aim for those who are going for a distance attack! Slowly creep up onto the captain!" Robin was shouting, his voice was raspy and his uncertainty was high.
Chrom gave him a small smile, before charging close to the girl and fighting those purely of swords and axes. While the horseman was hesitant of the orders, he dashed through the enemies. After a few bandits in, they were a few yards from the leader.
"Here, sheepy sheepy! Come to the slaughter!" With a hellish laugh, he twirled the axe once. Not waiting for them to get closer, he charged in swinging. Aiming purely for Chrom than the rest he swung with strength only for it clash.
Chrom pushed the captain away, adjusting the sword and preparing to strike back. Yet before he had the chance the man had got shot back by an electrical burst. Falling onto his back, smoke rose off his body. Turning his head, Chrom saw Robin with his hand outstretched. The shock of killing another was long gone when several of the captain's men had tried to end them.
"May, may we please go?" It was weak, yet his voice still stuck in the other's ears. Chrom smiled slightly before nodding. The person who Chrom introduced as Frederick mid battle to Robin while they were defending had spoke to a villager before returning to them.
"The village shall be fine, we should proceed back home and figure out what to do with this sleeper."
"It's actually Robin, I remembered it right before the battle. I was meaning to tell, but everyone was busy. Though now that those people are safe with minimum fatalities. Where are we?"
"You, my friend are in Ylisse." Chrom gestured towards the other two, "And we are Shepherds."
"I don't believe shepherds tend to sheep in armor and well armored."
"Maybe our sheep are in danger by some villainous wolves?" Robin raised an eyebrow, obviously amused by these shepherds. His anxiety over the entire event was fading as he felt they were genuine.
"Regardless of our sheep." the healer spoke, "My name is Lissa. My brother, Chrom can be a little clumsy so our big friend Frederick the Wary is also around to make sure we all end up okay." She seemed cheerful, or maybe just the glint of mischievous is what set Robin slightly off.
The group traveled for hours until the sun started setting, though Lissa was the only one with energy because she rode on of Frederick's horse as the rest walked. Setting up for their camp, Frederick found some bear for them to eat near by. Not much of help when only Chrom and Robin tore into the meat. Lissa refused and Frederick nibbled on it barely before dropping it.
The night set and most were asleep. Lissa having woken up by something bizarre went to check it out. The woods were a dark place being cascaded in the shadows of the night. As the only light came down from the ever so bleak moon. For Lissa to venture out by her lonesome was worrying for Chrom. He left to follow her when the ground broke and fire spewed out.
Meteor like lumps crashed and when the smoke barely faded. They rose. They were not human, no they were ash gray groaning creatures with a bright purple glow for their eyes. Wielding an axe or sword as they still try to build all the way up. Gas of some kind dissipated from their bodies. Not taking any type of scenery in that they ruined. They charged the siblings with killing intent.
Robin having no idea of what has occurred merely followed Frederick in hopes that he could figure out why the sudden flames that brighten the sky having once been dark. The shakened earth was more unsettling. Frederick having the advantage of his horse rushed off in the direction that he last heard screams. Thought Robin could've sworn not hearing a scream. Regardless after some faulty footing due to high roots and low branches from the trees.
"Milord! Milady! Are you alright?" The call drew in attention towards the pair from both Chrom and his sister Lissa, but as well with a man clad in pure garments donning a rather delicate mask. This man turned their head towards Frederick and Robin, his hair was the same deep cobalt like that of Chrom. Now that Robin actually looked at them straight on he noticed that the man's frame was a petite and rather fragile build compared to Frederick.
"Yes, we're fine! Frederick, take Lissa! We have unexpected company!" Chrom shouted, sword unsheathed. As Lissa ran over to the bulky man and Robin rushed outwards to help his savior. Taking out his tome and starting up the rather easy spell before shooting fire at a rotting creature as it slowly made it's way closer to them. Their newest battle wasn't like the previous one that was hours ago, no this was something different. Their enemies didn't seem human or in this case they didn't scream insanities at them or anything. Only muttering nonsense.
Chrom having explained the ruined building that laid to waste before them being forts destroyed a while back. Though he also noted to Robin that these creatures were not a normal occurrence and aren't of Ylisse. Having gotten separated by a small group of creatures attacking almost every side. Their battle drew out further away than expected.
Mid way through the battle was when Robin noticed three additional people fighting alongside them. It took one saving his life, though he is beginning to wonder if wearing a mask is important when fighting. The thought only arose because it was first that man in all blue with a mask and now there was another man with rusting red hair wearing an all black uniform except for his mask was a brilliant white kitsune mask with minimum detail. The other two were near Chrom and well a sailor would be embarrassed by the remarks another redhead.
Though kitsune guy was worse than the first masked one. Robin couldn't tell if he was purposely aiming for him at times because there was several close calls with the kitsune. What was worse was that the kitsune man seemed to have incredible strength and wields three different types of weapons. Gulping slightly at the thought of having to versus the guy, though he wouldn't forget that their combination was absolutely amazing.
Whilst Robin was worrying for his life due to a somewhat ally. Chrom was being assisted by an archer who was constantly trying to impress that of a cavalier in red. The words that cavalier spoke made even Chrom shiver at a few remarks. Slicing one down and looking in the distance to see the man who saved his sister was fighting what looked to be the chief. The grace of his movements were stunning, but something was off. 'How did he make it to Lissa before anyone ever noticed his presence?'
"Shut it already archer, if you wish to end up on the same side of the lance as these, these monsters, I would then suggest to keep it up!" The cavalier growled. "Lord Chrom, I think the monster crawled up this one's ass and has been possessing him!"
Chuckling lightly at her temper, "Sully please refrain from hurting the poor man." Shoving one onto it's back before impaling it with it's sword. The dissolving of the creature seemed more like a relief now due to the strain of his muscles from the earlier battle. Checking the battlefield once again having seen no real threat ahead considering the susceptible philanderer shoot down another few creatures, but that was it.
"Lord Chrom, we seem to have routed the enemy." Frederick had called out with Lissa visible on the back of the horse. Both of them noticeably relieved more so than the start of this. Chrom nods toward them with a small smile resting easy. Marth eventually way over to them, though he spoke nothing as he seemed to be checking for visible wounds.
"Thank you sir for saving my sister's life."
He only nodded.
"I am Chrom, may I ask what you're name is?"
"You may call me Marth."
"Oh? Like after the hero of-"
"Augh!"
"Huh?!" Looking in the direct of the voice only for the view to be blocked by trees and possibly a fort. Gritting his teeth, Chrom rushed towards their new amnesiac friend. "Frederick! I thought you said there was no more!"
"I assure you milord there is none" His horse was galloping to Chrom's pace if any other attacks were to occur. The rest of the group followed.
Marth seeming to have sprinted ahead of the entire group and before disappearing behind the fort walls that were barely standing. He unsheathed his sword charging forward. Yet when he got there and already lunged at the enemy. It was human, it wasn't what he dealt with countless times. This man concealed himself much like Marth, though how his sword seemed to dance around as if this was a measly game angered him. Looking past the man, Marth clearly saw Robin gripping his shoulder that was stained red. Emitting a growl before slashing downwards at the mask.
Choosing to side step, the kitsune man then gripped Marth's arm and pulling the smaller man close to him with a sword to their throat. He decided now would be an opportune time for his escape, using Marth has his hostage to keep the others away.
Forcing Chrom and Frederick to freeze upon the two walking out. Robin even with adrenaline couldn't reach them as he stumbled to the ground from how light headed he has grown to be.
Falling down and unknown to Robin, was the second time he has fallen.