AN: Welcome to my 3rd chapter. I'm pleased you stayed long enough to actually read this. Thank you for reading.

Disclaimer: Fire Emblem and other referenced games all belong to their own respective companies, otherwise, I'd have both [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] be able to marry [REDACTED], and then create a crazy love triangle. Maybe that should be my second fanfiction.

Robin and his new band of Shepherds trekked through the forest, set in the descriptive location of "West of Ylisstol". However, it was getting dark, which is when Lissa decided to speak up.

"I told you—it's getting dark already! ...Ech! And now the bugs are out! Noisy, disgusting bugs that buzz around and crawl all over and bite you when—Agh! Won goph in mah mouph! Blech! Ptooey!" Lissa sputtered.

"Are you okay, Lissa? Did you choke on something? I shall personally burn all of these insects if you wish." Frederick declared, responding to Lissa's rather humorous speech.

"I think we should look for food first, Frederick. Just look at Robin over there. He's practically drooling at the prospect of a meal." Chrom said.

"Who wouldn't be starving after waking up in a field and fighting brigands?" Robin asked. "I think I'll help in gathering shouldn't stall for much longer!"

Robin's POV

As we were all sitting around the campfire, I couldn't help but think about my current situation. The only things I've remembered are Chrom's name and my name. I also saw things in a strange, gridded vision when I fought against those brigands. Must have been an eye condition. Between the deliciousness of the bear meat and the thoughts plaguing my mind, I paid little attention to the conversation going on around me. I was also considering saving some of the meat and keeping it as a jerky, but I soon felt weary. These questions would have to wait as I decided to go to sleep.

A couple of hours later…

I woke up with a start. The forest was ablaze! How did this happen? Where were Chrom and Lissa? I wish I knew what was happening!

"Robin, look!" Frederick called out as he pointed somewhere.

"I looked and saw a spectacle. This person had sliced up this strange creature with the help of Chrom. Wait a second, where did he go? This isn't the time for talk, or thinking, I guess.

"We should dispatch these … things as soon as possible. Get ready, Robin. We know nothing about these creatures." Frederick, always the voice of reason, stated.

"I'm glad you care about me." I promptly said. At least I could count on him on the battlefield.

As I surveyed the battlefield, I noticed two things. The first was that there was 1 archer, 2 mercenaries, and 5 fighters, one seeming to be more powerful than the others. How'd I know those names? It still remains a mystery. The second thing I noticed was that I have REALLY good eyesight. Sure, it may be gridded and slightly disorienting, but I can see past all of those trees! But now is not the time for revelations. I must tactionalize my newfound friends to victory!

I ran ahead of Chrom, targeting the first fighter. As I dashed towards the fighter with feet quicker than what I expected from an amnesiac that awkwardly blasted thunder everywhere during the earlier battle, I pulled out my tome and blasted him right where he stood, roasting that monster, burning it to a crisp, watching as it-wait it's still alive? I thought it died! Well, it looked dead from where I was standing. How could my spell not possibly-URRGH!

Third person POV

"Robin! Are you okay?" yelled Chrom.

"Do I look okay to you? Hurry, get Lissa to heal me, or something!" the individual yelled back.

Chrom dashed to his companion's side, along with Lissa, to help Robin get healed, while Frederick ran off to a different part of the forest to fight some of the other five Risen. This left nobody to hear Sully and Virion's witty banter as they rushed in to help the Shepherds (Sully rushed in to help, Virion was just trying to woo Sully). Chrom paid no attention to the voices he heard in the distance as he sliced at the fighter, showing no mercy for the zombie that attempted to kill his new tactician. In fact, you could say he was almost like an overprotective father a close friend.

He rushed to the boss, brandishing his Falchion, preparing to unleash a fatal blow! But he stopped, plunging his sword into the ground, his cape blowing for no reason at all. He drew the blade out of the ground, cape still billowing in the… dust? Wind? Earthquake tremors? Who cares! It looks pretty darn awesome!

"What are you doing Chrom? Just finish him off already!" Lissa screamed, annoyed at her brother for trying to look cool and not finishing the battle.

"Now I'm angry!" he declared, finally dashing towards the leader, plunging his sword into its chest. It toppled backwards, releasing one final groan, then dissipating before it even touched the ground.

"Well, that ended fairly quickly," Robin said, having been healed from his near fatal wound. "I kind of wish we could've gotten more information on them."

"That'll have to wait. For now, we should continue to the capitol. We can consult the council for more details on these creatures. It seems that the normality of our lives has been shattered, at least, the little bit we had in our lives…" Chrom replied.

As Robin pondered what Chrom could mean by that, Frederick emerged, accompanied by a…*GASP* NO! AN OC? I THOUGHT THIS STORY WAS CALLED A NON-INSERT! This is a rather shocking revelation, but I suspected it was coming. Mostly because I was the mastermind behind it all, but no matter! We shall carry on with the story!

"I found this mercenary in the woods." Frederick stated, setting up the OC's reason for joining, "The strange substance that comes from these … walkers of the dead was dissipating around him."

"And I tagged along with him." the OC said. "I think the big guy likes me!"

"I do not know who you are, but you shall not refer to me as 'big guy'."

"So, what's your name, then?" Chrom asked.

"...just call me... Reflet." the OC, whose "name" is now Reflet.

I could now take the time to describe his features, taking up 3 paragraphs describing his long flowy, billowing locks of 2 inch long hair, 3 pages talking about his height, which was amazingly slightly above average, and 3 essays about his sword, which was the same as Chrom's Falchion, except rainbow-colored.

I won't do that. Let's simply say that he looked like Robin with black hair, and all he had were a Bronze Sword, a Tree Branch, and a Concoction. This would cause problems later on, but the character creator did not realize this until he made the character. And put 15 hours into the game.

"So is this supposed to be Asleep or RotNG, or something?" Reflet asked.

Erm, no. the voices in his head replied. This is a semi-satirical work. The author decided it needed a 4th wall breaker.

"I don't break the fourth wall!" Reflet protested.

"What are you doing?" Robin asked.

"Breaking the fourth wall. Oh."

"...okay, I guess. Shall we get moving then, Chrom?" Robin queried.

"Yes. Wait, where'd that mysterious traveller go? Well, it's too bad. We should move on." Chrom declared. "He probably wasn't TOO important."

AN: Let's go new Fire Emblem! The field to battle switch looks awesome. It's such a shame, though. I think they have feet now. Oh well. I thank FE: Awakening for saving the franchise.

Also, I know. Chapter 3 isn't technically over yet. Please bear with me. See you later!