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So, those of you who read my responses to reviews down below might know the original plan for this chapter was Autistic Robin. However I realize that it might be a bit of a touchy subject, so I can't just post that chapter for shits and giggles like the rest of these. The chapter is all written, it's sitting in my files right now in fact, but I'm on the fence about posting it at all.

Instead, I give a you all a different suggestion of Scorin's: Manakete Robin (sorta). It was incredibly hard to find a way to start this. Also, props to Guest for the suggestion on Robin's dragon form.

Alternative title is: Robin, Avatar of Grima

Chrom had heard stories of the fabled Plegian War Dragon. They claimed it was an avatar of Grima: a six-eyed, six-winged, dark grey, scaly monstrosity that breathed acid from a skeletal maw.

When reports came in nearly seven years after the war's end that the dragon had been seen flying over Southtown, Chrom immediately called the Shepherds and went to investigate. The villagers quickly pointed him in the direction of a nearby forest, whispering that they'd seen it land somewhere there before nightfall a few days ago. They didn't know if it had left, but that was where it was spotted last so that's where the Shepherds went.

They didn't find any indication of a dragon, but Chrom did find a collapsed little girl wearing a grimleal coat. She had calf-length dark grey hair and wore a leotard along with elbow and knee length gloves and boots. All her clothes (minus the coat) were made of black leather. When Chrom keels down next to her and shakes her awake, and he gets to see her bright purple eyes slowly open.

All six of them.

Chrom's smile freezes on his face, kept there only by his desire not to offend this scary little girl as she looked up at him tiredly.

"You are…" The girl murmurs, and raises a hand to his cheek. "Handsome. You're handsome Chrom."

That was not what the prince expected her to say. "Th-Thank you, and y-you are…?"

"I'm…" She frowns, thinking. "Robin? Yes, my name is Robin. I can't really remember much more than that."

At this point Frederick rides up to them. "Milord, we have not foun- who is this?"

"Frederick," Chrom says slowly. "This is Robin. She claims to have amnesia."

"Truely?" The knight asks. He dismounts, and comes to stand next to Chrom. The prince notices the way Frederick stiffens when he sees Robin's three sets of eyes, but thankfully the knight knows not to comment. "I hope I do not need to tell you that such a claim is to be treated with suspicion."

"Of course, but on the odd chance it's true…" The prince murmurs.

"It's your call Milord. I defer to your judgement."

Despite his own apprehensions, Chrom helps Robin to her feet. The girl's legs are unsteady, and she clings to the prince's arm as they walk back to the Shepherds.

The others, of course, aren't quite as polite about Robin's appearance as Chrom and Frederick are. Sully's first question (after dragging Chrom away from the group) is to say "Damn Chrom, where'd you pick up that little horror?"

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Robin is a tactician, or so she claims. The girl admits to having very little practical experience though. She also claims to be older than she looks, being about twenty three which makes her four years Chrom's senior.

The prince notes something odd about her claims of being a tactician though, namely that she doesn't have a weapon. It wouldn't surprise him is she didn't know how to use the weapon, as most tacticians are too stuck-up in their own self-importance to bother learning combat themselves, but they usually at least wear a sword or tome.

The Shepherds encounter a particularly brutal pack of Risen on the way back to Ylisstol. Robin offers her tactical knowledge but Chrom chooses to rely on Virion, someone he trusts.

While the archer's plan is solid, his unconditional aggressiveness lands Chrom in trouble. He's alone against three knights, and while he might be able to kill one or even two with his rapier three is more than he can handle. He can't back away, Sumia and Robin are behind him, and Chrom can't drag them into this fight. Sumia doesn't have enough combat experience to deal with a knight, and Robin doesn't even have a weapon!

One lance clips his pauldron and jarrs his arm, and another stabs his leg dropping him to one knee. The prince barely brings up his sword to block the finishing blow, but this is certainly his death if he doesn't get help.

Help does indeed come, but it's not what Chrom expects. A loud roar fills the air and something massive blots out the sun as it looms over Chrom. Black mist slams down on his opponents, and the prince can hear the sizzling of their flesh and smells rust as their metal armor dissolves in the downpour of acid.

Chrom glances up, and his breath leaves him. The Plegian War Dragon floats in the sky above him, it's head turns to the side so its six eyes can look down at Chrom. The dragon circles around him once, and then flies out over the battlefield. It ignores the Shepherds entirely, swooping down to bathe the Risen in acid and taking dragon-sized bites out of choice Risen.

With a dragon on their side, the fight is over quickly. Soon the Shepherds regroup, casting nervous looks at the massive creature slowly flying circles around their head. It's eyes are outward, scanning the terrain for more Risen.

Robin had also disappeared. It wasn't hard to figure out where, or more specifically what, she was.

"A manakete." Chrom murmurs, staring at the girl's massive alternate form. "Though not a kind I've ever heard of."

Eventually Robin returns to human form. Her entire body shrinks back to normal size, reforming where her tail dips to touch the ground. She casually brushes off her coat and turns to them. "You guys really need to be careful. If you have to split up at least make sure it's in pairs and not solo. Chrom almost died because he didn't have backup."

No one can really argue with her. Everyone gives Robin a wide berth all the way back to Ylisstol.

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Emmeryn, as always, is pleasant and welcoming. It doesn't seem to phase her that the girl she's talking to has six eyes and could kill everyone in the room with minimal effort. Phila is much less accepting of Robin, and keeps a tight grip on her spear the entire time.

They all have a discussion on what exactly should be done with Robin. Locking her up is a legitimate option, but Chrom and Emmeryn aren't keen on that. By all indications Robin was a child when she fought during the war, and they don't want to hold her accountable for actions she may or may not have even wanted to do. There's also the matter of her amnesia, and Emmeryn suggests that until she regains her memories Robin should be considered her own person.

Chrom agrees. From that point on, Robin is to be treated as someone who woke up in a forest yesterday, and just so happens to be able to transform into a mini Grima. With that cleared up, the prince immediately offers her a spot in the Shepherds.

"It'll put that strength of yours to good use." He promises. "And if you actually are a tactician, you can start working with Virion and improving your skills."

The girl doesn't hesitate to agree. "Sounds nice to me. I presume this comes with a room? I don't exactly have somewhere to stay."

"Of course. You can stay in the Shepherds' barracks. It's more or less an inn room, but you won't have to pay rent. Actually, you'll get paid for lending your strength to Ylisse." Chrom nods.

Despite their initial distrust, the Shepherds quickly come to accept the girl. Sumia in particular forms a fast friendship with Robin. The two spends lots of time reading in Sumia's room, and the aspiring pegasus knight introduces Robin to all of her favourites.

The other people that spends lots of time with Robin are Virion and Chrom himself. Virion and Robin talk tactics and play board games, while Chrom needs to be kept informed on the status of the Shepherds and all the different plans available to them so he talks to both of his tacticians.

Robin also comes to Chrom more than anyone else when there's something she doesn't know. She asks him about everything from history to economic details to questions just about him. The prince often finds that he's spending his free time just talking to Robin about whatever crosses her mind.

The girl is, expectedly, an absolute powerhouse during missions. Being able to melt even the strongest of armor in a single attack is just as strong as it sounds. The problem comes more from the fact that civilians tend to panic when they see Grima itself flying overhead, so Robin also learns to use a tome so she can help without turning into a terrifying monster that supposedly signifies the end of the world.

Then the war with Plegia starts, and Robin's army-killing strength is truly put on display. The instant Gangrel declares war after the capture of Maribelle, Robin transforms and bathes the hillside in acid. The entire Plegian regiment is reduced to nothing but ash in less than a minute, with only the swiftest of wyvern riders escaping the attack.

From then on Robin actually doesn't have to fight all that much. The mere sight of the fabled War Dragon is enough to make most enemies surrender Only the staunchest of Gangrel's supporters or the most fanatic of the Grimleal actually try to challenge them.

Robin makes quick work of them. The Shepherds are mostly for show at this point. The only time they get to fight is when Robin leaves to support their other forces…

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Chrom knows Robin is awake by the way she starts squirming against his back. Her hands are tied in front of her around Chrom's waist, not because she's a prisoner but because she'd fall off their horse if she tried to ride it while sleeping.

Transforming takes a toll on Robin. For every ten minutes she spends as a dragon she needs a full hour of sleep to recuperate. Intimidating an opponent into submission often takes an hour or two, and this happens on a daily basis. As a result the poor girl spends nearly eighteen hours a day sleeping, and the other six either scaring people as a dragon, consulting with Virion and Chrom, or eating. She has no free time.

"Where are we…?" Is her first question. She doesn't even bother to lift her head off Chrom's back.

"Halfway to the Plegian Royal Palace." Chrom grunts. "We just passed those bones we talked about yesterday."

"Ah." Robin mumbles. "Good."

"We picked up two new members. An old mercenary named Gregor and a manakete named Nowi. She was eager to have another 'dragon friend' to play with, but we stopped her from waking you." Chrom says softly.

"Thank the gods for that." Robin sighs. "I may look like a child, but that doesn't mean I still enjoy tag and wrestling…"

"We all guessed as much." The prince chuckles. "Besides, I figured you might want your free time today for something else like reading or playing with Virion."

Chrom still can't see her, but the girl sits up straight. "I have free time today?"

"We took a longer, safer route to the next landmark." Chrom grins. "No foes today if all goes to plan. So taking into account your usual load, that gives you about… six hours free?"

"You aren't giving me extra?"

"Robin, you have the least free time of all of us. It would be rude of me to give you more." The prince scoffs.

"Any by that you mean you took on all the paperwork and chores I usually do on free days." She huffs in amusement.

"Well…" Chrom coughs. "You needed a day off so I figured I could manage for one day. Besides, Cordellia is helping."

"Hmm." Robin hums. She squeezes Chrom in a hug (more so than she is already of course). "Of course you would. Too much just to let me do it or spread it among a few people huh?"

"I have no regrets."

"You will later when you're up all night doing paperwork. Cordelia can only do so much you know." Robin warns.

"One day won't kill me."

The girl snorts. "I'll tell Lissa to bring frogs tomorrow morning. That should get you up."

Chrom turns his head to glare at her. "Don't you dare."

Robin grins back. "You better go to sleep on time then."

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"That's not fair!" Gangrel snarls, gritting his teeth. "They have our dragon! How'd they get our dragon?!"

"I don't know my king…" Aversa murmurs. "Validar was responsible for keeping her."

"And yet she escaped all the way to Ylisse." The Mad King says, gripping his levin sword. "There's no way we can fight this."

"I know my king…" The dark rider whispers. "We have a plan though."

"The reinforcements, yes." Gangrel laughs weakly. "Right, of course. You have them ready?"

"Of course my lord." Aversa says, hiding a grin.

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Gangrel's force looks incredibly small. The threat of Robin has scared off all but the most loyal of the king's troops. They want Gangrel captured, not killed, so Robin's job is to scare off whatever units aren't near Gangrel.

Even without Robin's help the fight is one-sided. The Shepherds smash through the plegian lines with only minor resistance. Frederick, Sully, and Stahl wreck havoc on the the frontlines with repeated charges, the Shepherds' foot soldiers are a tide of steel that the plegian's can't fight back, and Virion and the mages bombard the enemy lines with a hail of projectiles.

"Any time now." Gangrel snarls to himself, glancing at the nearby dunes. "Come on Aversa…"

Robin swoops low, spraying a line of acid in the sand to keep back the small flanking group that had been stationed in a nearby fort. The leader, a hero, sweats profusely as he stares up at the dragon. He has a hand-axe at the ready, but doesn't want to provoke the War Dragon into actually attacking.

One of Gangrel's personal guard takes an arrow to the throat and falls. Another takes a fireball and screams as he dies. The dunes around the battlefield remain spotless, with no reinforcements in sight.

"It should be now." The Mad King growls, growing increasingly frantic. "Where are you Aversa?!"

More plegian troops die, and still no sign of the dark flier. At that point, with more than half his guard lying dead, Gangrel realizes something.

"She lied…" The man murmurs. His mouth quirks up into a smile, and he starts to laugh hysterically. "Of course she lied! Did I seriously think I could trust a grimleal?!"

Chrom grimaces at hearing the man's laughter. Gangrel's guard lies dead around him and the man just laughs and laughs.

The Mad King points his sword at Chrom, crying: "all men are alone little prince! I am now, and you will be too! It's only a matter of time!"

Chrom doesn't reward his words with an answer. He draws Falchion and rushes at the man.

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"It's nice to be able to sleep properly again." Robin hums, watching the party from a table off to the side. "I never realized how annoying sleep was until I had to do it for twenty hours a day…"

"Better than not having enough sleep." Chrom chuckles, taking a sip of his wine. "Virion and I had many sleepless nights during the campaign."

"That's fair enough. Glad I didn't have to deal with that." The girl sighs. She closes four of her eyes as she drinks from her own glass, but the bottom two stay open and watch Chrom.

Chrom has gotten used to many things about Robin: the fact that she turns into a mini Grima, that she could kill them all in an instant, that she's older than she looks, but her six eyes still unnerve him on occasion. "I don't think I'm ever going to get used to that…"

Robin sticks out her tongue. "Sucks to be you, I'm here to stay." She holds up her hand, showing the gold band. "You're the one that proposed to me Chrom."

The prince rolls his eyes, but draps an arm over his fiancee's shoulder. "Yes, and I don't regret it."

A solid argument could be made that their engagement was rushed, they'd only known each other for a year, and more than half of that was during the war where Robin was asleep most of the time, but the fact that Robin was asleep so often was the very reason they got engaged.

Chrom had gone out of his way to make Robin's waking moments more enjoyable, often taking tasks unto himself so she could have free time. He also made himself personally responsible for her comfort. Chrom always let her ride with him, and set up her tent himself whenever she was still sleeping. It also helped that he went out of his way to make sure either Sumia or Virion was free whenever she was so Robin always had someone to talk to or play games with during free time.

Really, Chrom had just gone above and beyond to make her time during the war better overall. Robin could easily imagine being woken up whenever they arrived at a new campsite and being forced to make her own tent while nowhere near rested enough.

"The people are going to have to get used to having an avatar of Grima as their princess though." Chrom jokes.

"And you're going to have to get used to seeing six eyes staring down at you in the morning." Robin adds, and makes a show of blinking each eye individually in rapid succession.

"I suppose I will…" The prince coughs, trying to hold back a shudder. He smiles nonetheless though. "Just don't do that blinking thing..."

"What I just did? Don't worry." Robin laughs, seeing right through him. "I only do that to unnerve you. I promise not to do it too often."

Chrom rolls his eyes. "Just not first thing in the morning please, I've had enough scares waking up already."

"Frog trauma?"

"Too much…"

"I promise only kisses in the morning then." Robin teases. "No scary eye blinking."

"I know you're joking, but I won't argue." Chrom chuckles. "I look forward to the wedding so we can be officially married."

"Well I look forward to the wedding night." The girl shoots back, smirking at his furious blush. "You're so pure, I can't wait to have fun with you. Blame Sumia for having all those smut books."

I've noticed I never do romance with male Robin. M!Robin chapters are usually plot oriented and F!Robin stories are usually more romance oriented. Not to say that there's no plot in F!Robin chapters (this chapter being a good example), but there's almost always a romance subplot if that's the case (again, last minute romance). Blame it on my personal preference I suppose.

Also, Morgan has only appeared in M!Robin stories so far. That's totally unintentional by the way.

Guest: Manakete Robin was already on my radar (Scorin suggested it already). Hope you enjoyed.

I'm not so sure double Grima is a thing I'll do. It's not a bad idea by any means, but it's not really Robin is it? It's also not a story I really care to write, I'm not fond of dark stories.

Thanks for the ideas though.

The Restless Drifter: I'll keep it on my radar, but kleptomania a very minor trait to try and center a story around. I might have to add that into something else.

Rotciv557: I actually never considered that. I always just liked Gangrel to not just be a cartoon villain with stupid 'I kill people because I can!' motivations.

Grimleal Robin and Thief Robin huh? I'll note them down. As for all the new ideas there's guarantee you'll see them anytime soon but they are here in my notes.

omegazeroinfi: That would take a long time to make a full story, so you won't see it out of me. If I'm gonna make a full Fire Emblem story I'll be using some of the more fun gimmicks. Glad you like the idea though.

Scorin: Necromancer Robin will probably be male, so don't expect romance in that chapter (or the pun).

You have my blessing to go ahead with making stories based on mine by the way. If you decide to go ahead with it, tell me. I want to see your take on them.