AN: Let's waste no more time to start the story! But first, here's a Disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I own nothing referenced in this fic, which belong to their own respective franchises/companies. That covers all of my bases. I think.

Reflet's POV

"So, we should probably get going now, right Ricken?" I announced, pointing towards the main exit. "Let's g-urk!"

"Wait!" Ricken cried out, pulling on my collar. He's got a pretty strong grip. I'm actually kind of surprised that he could reach my collar. "Chrom just exited through there! We'll have to take a different way!"

"Oh. Uhh, you're right. Then let's go that way! But where is that way?"

"Just follow me…" Ricken sighed.

"You've gotta be kidding me!" A voice cried behind us. "They forgot me again!? I guess it's to be expected…" Ah. It was Kellam.

"Hey, Kellam! Wanna come with us?" I yelled.

"Uhh, sure, I guess." he shrugged in reply.

"So, Ricken. How long will this hike take, exactly?"

"About a day. Why?"

"Um, alright. Hey, author! Can you switch the scene or do a hiking montage or something? The readers won't wanna this boring stuff!" I yelled into space.

Sure thing! the voices in my head replied.

"Reflet. Who's this 'Arthur' guy that you're calling out for?" Ricken asked.

"Don't worry about it. Now let's go!"

SCENE SWAP

Third person POV

After a mildly amusing hiking montage involving three rabid bears and a honey-soaked Reflet, the trio had finally arrived in the same valley where Maribelle had been captured. As the three males overlooked the rocky expanse, they could make out several figures, which were obviously Gangrel, Emmeryn, Chrom, Aversa, and the other brigands and Shepherds.

"What?!" Ricken cried out in outrage. "How dare they treat Maribelle like that?! I won't stand for it."

"Then we should just rush the brigands, I guess." Reflet shrugged. "Though in the game, there seemed to be less people than that."

"What game are you talking about? Maribelle's in real danger!" Ricken exploded.

"Forget I said anything. Charge!"
Further down the mountain, three brigands were around Maribelle, one of them holding her just a little too close to her for her comfort.

"Poor, stupid girl. Are you really worth fighting a war over?" Aversa scoffed. "You'll only be remembered as the one who destroyed House Ylisse. Or perhaps one with horrible tastes in fashion."

"Objection! You're one to talk!" Maribelle rebuked. "You're barely wearing anything at all, you hag!"

"What? How dare you! Deal with her, boys." Aversa commanded to the brigands.

"No… I still have so much to live for… forgive me, Lissa…"

Suddenly, a Bronze Sword came flying out of nowhere! Flying through the air like a shuriken, it hit the brigand squarely in the eye. A one hit KO. At least, it might have been if the hilt hadn't hit his eye.

"Argh!" he reeled back in pain, letting go of Maribelle. "Why me!"

"How about I match that eye?" Maribelle yelled as she reared back her parasol and jabbed it into the poor brigand's only unharmed eye.

"This is just a bad day for meeee." he whimpered as he staggered backwards and came rolling down a steep incline.

"Elwind!" Ricken cried out, blasting a second one. "Maribelle! Let's go!

"Ricken!? What are you doing here?" Maribelle asked incredulously.

"Just run! We can talk about it later!"

"Oh no yah don't!" exclaimed the third brigand. Nimbly jumping into the air to deliver a critical hit, he dove down towards Maribelle… and got impaled on Kellam's lance.

"Sometimes, I wonder how people can't see me." Kellam offhandedly remarked.

"Oh, look. The little vixen has a harem." Aversa cooed. "Aren't they all so precious. Except for that mercenary. He disturbs me."
"Don't talk down to us, witch!" Ricken yelled as he released a blast of relatively weak wind energy. But for the sake of the plot, it was enough to deter Aversa's advances and create enough time for the four to run away.

"Wretched whelps! I should… no. Our soldiers have them outnumbered. The brats will be dead long before they can reach their comrades." Aversa scoffed as turned away and went back towards Gangrel, who was laughing maniacally.

"I have my war, now! Captain Orton! Take down as many Ylisseans as you can here! Now, do your best—at doing your worst! Away, Aversa!" Gangrel cackled.

"And the battle starts, huh?" Reflet sighed. "AND I forgot to grab my sword… all I have now is this stupid Tree Branch."

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the incline that the brigand had just rolled off of, Robin was pondering over what he should do. "I think I see Reflet, Ricken, and that, errm, temperamental girl on top of that cliff." he pondered to himself.

"Robin, are you talking to yourself?" Chroma asked.

"Uh, no. Chrom! You and Sumia should ride up the cliff to support the three on the cliff there!" Robin pointed.

"Got it, Robin." Chrom nodded as he hopped onto Sumia's horse (or rather, leaped to Sumia's side and mysteriously floated) and flew up to meet the quartet.

"Now. It's time to tip-"

"Roooobiiiiin! You haven't paired up all of us yet!" Lissa cried. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, can I be paired with Frederick?"

"Oh. Yeah. That." Robin face-palmed. "And what should we do about that brigand rolling on the ground over there?"
"Leave him." Frederick grunted. "His pitiful eye-rubbing won't deter us from this battle."

Back at the top of the cliff, Chrom and his merry band of half of the Shepherds continued their mostly one-sided assault on Orton's forces.

"Wow! These guys are pretty easy!" Reflet exclaimed as he easily parried a myrmidon's slash.

"How is he doing that!?" the myrmidon cried. "It's a fricking branch!"

"Err, trade secret?" Reflet smirked as he inexplicably drove the branch through the myrmidon's chest. "This thing's probably better than my Bron-is that my Bronze Sword?"

"Urgh. Remind me why I was paired up with you again?" Maribelle groaned daintily, if such a thing is even possible. "Why not Ricken? His personality is much more appealing."

"What Chrom says goes I assume." he replied, already running off towards his sword which stuck in a bush. "Sorry Branchy, but I prefer the Bron-"
Just as Reflet nearly touched the blade's handle, a magnificent wyvern flew in between the bush and him.

"Are you one of those rabble that King Gangrel asked me to defeat? No matter. I won't ask for your name. Only your life!" Orton grunted as he threw his Short Axe towards Reflet.

"Argh! My love!" Reflet cried as the he barely dodged the Short Axe. "It seems that fate is so cruel to separate us!"
"Are you mourning your stupid sword?" Maribelle yelled out in disbelief. "Just fight that brute and get it over with!"
"You wouldn't understand our love! You're just a Troubadour!"
"You… you will take me seriously!" Orton exclaimed as he threw five more Short Axes at Reflet. "Face me and my arsenal of Short Axes!"
"Where! Are! You! Even! Getting them!?" Reflet panted as he continually dodged his barrage. "It's my turn now! Aether!" he cried, throwing his branch skywards.

"What? Impossible! That attack was the Radiant Hero's move!" Orton gasped, and he was right. Since he was paying attention to the branch, he did not notice Reflet sneak around him to grab the Bronze Sword.

"Hah! Of course it's impossible, you fool!" Reflet laughed. "OBviously I just tricked you so that you'd lower your guard! I can't even believe that you fell f-HURGH!"
"You tricked me once." Orton grumbled, having thrown a Straight Axe right into Reflet's chest. "But let's see you squirm your way out of this one."

"Heal!" Maribell announced before showering Reflet in her staff's healing green light. "In case you forgot, I'm still here!"
"Thanks, Maribelle!" Reflet grinned as he jumped back up. "Ready for my turn, you ass?! Cause I'm really feelin' it!"
"W-where'd he go?" Orton gasped. "He couldn't move that fast, could he?!"

"Then it's a good thing criticals let me go faster!" Reflet roared in the air above Orton. " Back Slash!"

And with that cry, Orton was defeated. "This matters not. Soon war will be upon… your soil… bastards…"

"Look! He dropped a bullion! And it's pretty big!" Reflet announced as he held his prize over his head.

"Should we really take that money?" Maribelle pondered. "He could have stolen it from the village he just raided with that madman and the hag."
"Then we'll just put some of it in the convey." Reflet shrugged. "For the war effort."
"Some?" Maribelle asked.

"Uhh, most?"

"Most?"
"Fine." Reflet sighed. "All of it."

"That's what I thought." Maribelle smirked.

"Maribelle! Are you hurt?!" Lissa cried.

"I'm fine, darling." Maribelle grinned. "Just pleased to meet you again."

"I'm glad you're safe." Robin sighed with relief. "You may not have been too fond of me, but I hope we can get along. After all, I am the Shepherds' tactician now."

It was at this point that Reflet decided to walk over to Ricken and Kellam, who were standing near the corner of the group of 14 or so Shepherds.

"So, how'd you like battling?" Reflet asked.

"It's pretty fun!" Ricken beamed. "Except for the killing. It feels a bit weird at first."
"You'll get over it. Who knew that you'd have great chemistry with Kellam, of all people?"

"Well, I usually just notice the large shadow that Kellam casts over me."

"You." Maribelle tapped Reflet's shoulder. "I must thank you and Ricken for saving me. If you two weren't there I-I'd… I don't want to think about it."

"Hey!" Kellam sighed. "I'm still here, too, y'know!"

"Oh! Err, I also thank you for saving me, Kellam."

"Alright everyone!" Chrom announced. "We're going back to the halidom! War is brewing."

AN: If I ever write a Super Smash Bros fanfiction, I am totally gonna have Reflet challenge Shulk. Who else owned Xenoblade Chronicles before Shulk got ascended to meme stardom? Anyway, see y'all later!