AN: I'm finally on Chapter 2. Here we go!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything I reference in this fic, which includes Fire Emblem and other respective franchises, but I wish I did. Only If...

"So, Lissa, where are you leading us, exactly?" Robin queried, for he doesn't have fourth wall powers like the Narrator, Reflet, or I. At least, if he has them, he is not aware of them yet.

"Oh, you'll see." she called back.

"You'd think the girl in the iron dress of death would run a little slower." aforementioned fourth-wall breaker stated. "Hey, Robin, d'you mind if I go to the little Shepherd's room?"

"Go ahead, I guess. I'm sure Lissa isn't taking us anywhere important in the series…"

"Wait, what? Series? W-what are y-"

"... of events that constitute our lives? Are you okay Reflet?"

"... I think I should go." Reflet meekly stated, running off to find a certain wordy mage.

"...and that is why I need a potion out of all of these things." Reflet declared to Miriel, having already dumped all of his assorted stat-boosters onto a plot-convenient table, saying that Lissa told him about her. Which she didn't.

"Very interesting. May I inspect your various articles for a moment?" Miriel asked. "If I am to help you, I would need to understand the inner workings of these "stat-boosters", as you call them. I will get back to you when I find a suitable solution."

"Wait, but-"

"Hey, Miriel!" the green cavalier, Ab-I mean Stahl announced, interrupting the conversation that Reflet and Miriel were having. "What'cha doin'?"

"It is nothing of your concern. State your purpose of being here."

"I heard a commotion. Just wanted to see what was goin' on. Who's this?"

"This is Reflet. He stated that there is already another additional Shepherd in our midst. His name would be Robin. I must ask you both to leave so I may continue observing these fascinating objects." Miriel stated as she pushed the two people out of her lab.

"... well, I see you've already learned about Miriel's… eccentricity." Stahl, being ever so politically correct, told Reflet.

"Err, yes…" Reflet replied.

"It seems as if she's busy. I think I'll come back to her later, maybe when she's calmed down from her frenzy. I'll be in the mess hall if you wanna talk to me again. Bye." finished Stahl as he trotted swiftly down the hall.

"Hey! There you are!" called Robin, looking slightly more apprehensive than usual. Well Reflet had only known Robin for a day or two, so that does make sense canonically, I suppose (in a technically non-canon story). "We're apparently marching to this region called Regna Ferox. Y'know, so we can fight these "Risen" or something. I still think they should've been called Walkers, but I'm not in the council. Figured you'd want to know since we're both part of this Shepherds group now."

"That's great Robin."

"Also, I wanted to talk to you about this strange book I found in my pocket. Actually, multiple books." Robin declared, confiding in someone who he had also met, who apparently also had amnesia. Oops, did I refrain from mentioning that earlier? Well, tis a shame, isn't it? Let's just say that he told that (blatant lie) to Robin during their journey to Ylisstol. There, plot hole (sort of) filled.

Robin reached for some rather slim books, pulling them out as he spoke. "The book has these things called "stats" and "classes" and "inventory", and I'm not exactly sure what that means. In addition, this other book has a list of the Shepherds that I've already met, detailing their qualities, quirks, and birthdays. And THIS one has a list of "supports". And I think I have a couple others…Do you know why I have these Reflet?"

"Um, well, err, you see, I think that those "stats" might measure a unit's strength, maybe? You should probably try doing some research on those books. Eheh he he he he…" Reflet nervously explained, fumbling for a proper explanation without exploding the mind of Robin. After all, he had only been around for a day or two. Twouldn't do for him to go insane now, would it? "Um, on a different note, where would I be sleeping for the night?"

"Oh, you're sleeping with me. It's the room down that hall. Chrom said turn right and go into the second doorway. Don't worry, we have separate beds. Well, see ya. Gotta go find a library and study up on these books before we leave." And with that, Robin was off.

Alright, time to have an inner monologue. Reflet thought to himself. I should probably go to the mess hall and get something to eat, I'm feeling pretty famished and the author NEGLECTED TO GIVE ME FOOD. OF ANY KIND. I'll probably ask him about that. After that I-

"I shall ask you to exit from the front of my doorway, Reflet." Miriel, opening her door slightly, hissed into his ear. "I cannot concentrate if you continue to eavesdrop on my person!"

"Gah! Okay, okay, don't hurt me!"

"Now that I'm alone and well-fed, no thanks to the author, I can talk to myself without any judgment whatsoever!" Reflet laughed to himself confidently, not noticing the fact that Sumia was walking past the room at that moment. She promptly tripped over a dust bunny, running away before anyone noticed her (frequent) embarrassing act. Reflet was too busy talking to himself, but we already established that.

"Hey! Author! Why'd I receive no food whatsoever! What if I couldn't find the Shepherds? Just dropping me into the forest like that!" Reflet, having a complete mood change, started ranting to the author. "Also, that thing Robin mentioned; did you give him those books?"

No, I don't recall giving him those books. Maybe the game did it? I mean, how else did he manage all those things? the Author mentally replied. It's already pretty late anyway, according to my watch. 8: 30, y'see. You'll need some sleep to fight your first REAL battle.

"8: 30's pretty early, and I think I could only attend the battle, if Miriel prepared that potion in time." Reflet pitifully admitted. "By the way, can't you take the spotlight off of me from a while? Robin's in need of some more screen time, y'know."

Don't patronize me, Reflet! the Author groaned Ya know what, just go to sleep.

"But I'm not eve-" Reflet was cut off as he fell onto his bed, being put to sleep by the Author's omniscient yet mysterious powers.

AN: Thank you for waiting… school is really annoying… On a different note, thanks for reading, please review, and see you later!