AN: And here's what Robin did. Probably a less serious chapter, less serious than the others. Which is saying something for my fic. Note: This chapter is set around the afternoon.

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own any video games referenced in this fic, which belong to their own respective franchises/companies. And yes, I do see two Disclaimers. Three now, actually.

Robin's POV

Aw crap. Chrom just left, and now Raimi is gonna come back any minute. Why'd he have to leave? With Frederick of all people! I mean, I kept him reserved in the back because he was so strong, but did he have to leave? This is bad, with no Exalt, what'll we do? ARGH, STUPID CHROM, YOU BETTER COME BACK WITH SOMEONE IMPRESSIVE! AND IT BETTER NOT BE SOMETHING STUPID LIKE A GUY WEARING A POT OR SOMETHING!

"Err, Robin?" I heard the voice of a young cleric behind me. "Is there a reason you look a bit constipated?"

"Oh!" I started nervously chuckling as Lissa stared at me. "I was thinking about what we'd do since Chrom left. Y'know, the thing that happened a few moments ago."

"Oh yeah. Well, we'll just wing it, I guess!" Lissa actually sounded chipper… I guess it takes a lot to bring her down, like a family member dying or something like that. But now that Chrom's gone, I'll need to spin a tale for the khan.

"Sir Robin. Is there a reason why you look constipated?" Oh, hey, Raimi's here. "And where is Sir Chrom?"

"Okay, first of all, I'm. Not. Constipated." I said, probably looking annoyed. "And Chrom, err, well, you see, eheheheh~"

"Yes, please continue." She's staring at me with her eyes. I can feel them PIERCING MY SOUL!

Alright, Robin. Take a deep breath. You can do this. "Uhhh… Chromisgonebutweneedtomeetthekhanpleasetakeus!"

"… that will be a problem. Just follow me, and we'll see what the khan can do."

And we all followed Raimi into the fairly narrow hallway, but I don't know where Kellam is. And why is Reflet talking to the hallway?

"Don't worry Kellam, I can see you." Reflet said as he walked past… with Kellam. "It's pretty hard to ignore the guy in the giant suit of armor, y'know?"

"That's what they all say before I'm forgotten…" a rather defeated sounding Kellam replied.

So that's where he was. But why is my pocket slightly glowing? Lemme just reach in th-whoa. This book wasn't here before. What does "Wireless" mean? Let's see, go to the Index, hmm… what does "Bonus Teams" mean? Curiouser and curiouser, but I'll continue flipping. Just start reading from the beginning, what is this strange thing? "Shadow… Dragon"? Hmm, "Marth"; I wonder if he was an important historical figure?

"Ooh, what's that?"

"WHAT!?" The book! It flew out of my hands, into the perpetrator of my surprise: Lissa. She touched the page with her hands, index finger holding down on the figure of Marth. "Lissa, could I have my book back?"

"Fine." she replied, looking pretty dejected. "I'll just talk to Sumia, or something. At least she doesn't have her head buried in a book! Well, not now anyway!"

"Thank you." Well, at least she didn't do anything bad to it. These books I keep on finding are so mysterious, I oughta keep them away from everyone. But, why is Marth's figure slightly darkened now? The others surrounding him aren't as dark, and I could've sworn that it was lighter. I'll think about this later. "Thank goodness nothing bad happened to this 'Wireless' book."

"And here we are." Raimi announced. Wow. I really WAS caught up in my book. "I shall send for the khan shortly."

"I've read that this is a warrior realm." the voice behind me, which sounded like Sumia, stated. "They settle almost everything with fights."

"Sounds like the type o' place for Teach!" Vaike exclaimed.

"Yes, a place of brawn and not brains is perfect for you Vaike." Reflet snarked.

"What'd you say 'bout me!" Vaike yelled. "Let me teach you a lesson with my axe! … Damn, I think I lost it again!"

We all chuckled, ignoring the present threat of Plegia, ready to start a full-blown war with Ylisse. A couple days into this life, and now I'm the leader of a mini army? Yeesh, I wonder what my old life was like before this? As chaotic, perhaps, or more peaceful?

"Sir Robin!" Raimi rushed in, at least, rushed in as easily as she could in her bulky suit of armor. "We have a problem! The khan would like to request your assistance!"

"What?! We're the ones trying to ask for help here!" I hastily replied. What could he want?

"Just come and see! Hurry!" And she ran back out.

"Well, Shepherds, we're supposed to help other people, right?" I asked, receiving a collection of nods. But Reflet was starting to look slightly nervous. "So let's meet this threat!"

Third person POV

Well, as Robin was running through the halls, Reflet was actually looking pretty nervous. Sweating bullets, actually. He had overheard Robin muttering to himself about the "Wireless book". This obviously got him panicked, since this wasn't canon at all.

"Oh man… pleasedon'tbeMarth, pleasedon'tbeMarth, pleasedon'tbeMarth." he muttered, following the Shepherds to the Coliseum. As they neared the site, they could hear noises. Loud noises. Of pain, destruction, and chaos. This obviously worried the Shepherds, but they had been trained to calm their nerves. At least, most of them. Lissa and Reflet were slightly shaking due to the fact that one fought in 0 battles currently, and the other could only heal. They reached the site, but what they saw was rather shocking.

"Please! I don't want to fight!" a figure draped in a regal cape, flowy regal blue hair, tiara poised regally on their head, soft, regal facial features, and a regal blue outfit, regally completing the regal look of regality. No it's not Lucina! What gave you that idea? It was most obviously Prince Marth, the weaker version of the Spotpass Marth. "Weaker" being a relative term, of course. "Can't we talk things through? With diplomacy, perhaps?"

"Har! Fighting is Feroxi diplomacy!" A random Barbarian cried. Backed by 10 others. "We'll deal with you!"

As they lunged forwards, Marth sighed, a look of resignation on his face. "Fine. If you won't listen to reason, I shall deal with you, like the others!"

Each strike from the Barbarians' weapons missed, as Marth did a swords dance and used his sacred sword to slash his enemies, missing all of their vital points, but making them incapable of fighting. The mercy he held, even on the battlefield, was astounding!

"Cripes, this one looks tough." Robin observed.

"And that's why we called you guys. The Shepherds. The unbeatable fighting team!" a female voice boomed behind me. As I turned around, I was greeted with a woman clad in red and white armor. "The name's Flavia. I'm the East-Khan."
"O-oh. Err… hi?" Robin stumbled, surprised at the fact that the khan was, in fact, a woman, and not a great hulking beast.

"And I… also need help." admitted Basilio. Ah yes, this was the beast that Robin had envisioned, albeit without chest hairs. "If he continues fighting, our kingdom will be in ruins. We'll run out of fighters!"

"So what do you want us to do?" Robin said. "That "Marth" guy seems pretty tough. Also, why aren't you fighting?"

"Well, we were thinking of weakening him." Flavia sighed. "But he just doesn't seem to be one to be easily defeated by our men."

"A-alright, I'll see what I can do." Robin, burning with resolve, stepped forth. "Guys, you stay here, I'll try talking with him."

"Okay, Robin! Don't die!" Lissa announced cheerfully.

"Thanks… I guess." Robin shrugged as he walked towards the Einherjar entity.

"Are you another warrior?" Marth yelled, causing Robin to strain his ears over the roar of the crowd. They thought that Marth was there to put on a show, and wasn't an intruder, or anything like that. "Or are you willing to talk?"

"I'm here to talk things through and try to make you stop." Robin cried back.

"That is good. Finally, a man of reason." Marth sighed.

"Yes, surely a woman of your demeanor would listen to me." Robin grinned, looking rather relieved, not recognizing his fatal mistake. You see, his fingers had covered the "Prince" part of Marth's name, so he hadn't noticed that Marth… was actually a girl. It truly wasn't his fault, either. "Marth", AKA Lucina, was the one to wear similar clothing to him, and since he had met "Marth" and known that "he" was actually a "she", he logically deduced that the person standing across from him was, in fact, a female. Robin had truly dug his own grave.

"D-did you just… call me… A WOMAN!?"

"Y-yes, it's obvious you're a woman. J-just look at that tiara, the soothing voice, the soft features of your face…" Robin was starting to get nervous. Had his initial idea been wrong? At second glance, Marth truly did look like a man. He proceeded to cause his tan shirt to become soaked with his own sweat when he realized what he had just said.

"YOU… YOU SHALL REGRET CALLING ME THAT…" Marth fumed, anger slowly rising. "I… I shall allow you to prepare yourself before we fight. When the full moon rises over the sky, that is when our battle shall take place. Bring all of your warriors. You shall need them." And with that, Marth sheathed his sword, sat down in the middle of the Coliseum, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes, waiting for when the battle to defend his honor would take place.

"O-okay then. I… think I'll go now." Robin dashed off to the gate of the Coliseum, preparing to tell his friends their inevitable fate.

AN: And this shall be a two-parter. See you later!