AN: I'm so bad at updating... I got the ideas for these chapters from the Fire Emblem Awakening drama CDs. Kingddd on youtube, english subbed them. Here's a link if you want to watch they're really good! watch?v=yLve_6uh_oU&list=PLfSw5J6cJZ37oqlU5od0MfDrjwvnA1Z4-

Chapter 13: A Long Road

Rubin's first thoughts was everything hurts. Especially his back. He didn't want to wake up, but he had too. He wondered where his sister was, was Cordelia okay, was the Exalt okay? Is he dead? That was the first question that was answered when his eyes slowly cracked open.

Alive? Okay that's good. The albino slowly sat up, the pain in his back felt like fire. It took him a second but then he remembered why his back hurt so much. How far did we fall? He wondered. Once the pain eased from sitting up Rubin took in his surroundings. It looked like they were in a log cabin. It was old, the wood was rooting and he could see sprouts of mold growing in the corners of the room. He could hear rain pouring down and footsteps. Wait... Footsteps?

Those footsteps were getting louder. Considering he hadn't seen any of his companions o his sister, Rubin decide he might be in the hands of the enemy.

The footsteps got louder and louder. Soon enough he could see a figure's shadow from under the door of his room. The door creaked open to a familiar face.

Tharja...

Yep, he was in the hands of the enemy. The dark mage smiled at him in a creepy way.

Rubin hung his head. Tharja, was sort of a friend when he and his sister still lived in Plegia. She stalked the two of them on a daily bases.

"H-hi Tharja," he said quietly.

"Hi," she said back.

"Is Rubin awake?" A voice said. There were more pounding footsteps coming from down the hall. Each step sounded like metal. From around the doorway Cordelia came into view with a relived expression. "Rubin thank goodness," she said tiredly.

Tharja scowled at the new visitor and walked out of the room. Thank you Cordelia! The albino thought.

"Cordelia are you alright?" He asked. He remembered them falling, after that is all dark.

She nodded her head and approached Rubin, sitting right next to looked extremely tired and worried, Rubin observed. There were dark circles under her eyes and those irises themselves told him that there was a major problem. They two sat in a moment of silence and then the pegasus knight began to speak.

"We've been in this location for a couple of hours now. The Plegian army is still looking for us. A great many of us are injured and most of the healers' staves are done for. You and Lady Emmeryen are the ones critically injured. Lady Emmeryen is breathing, but she still hasn't woken up. There's a woman named Marth with us right know and she's with your sister."

"With my sister?" Rubin repeated and Cordelia nodded her head. "That sentence makes it sound like there's something wrong with Robin." The red head inhaled deeply before exhaling very slowly.

"Your sister is sick."

He stood up instantly.

"Rubin!?" She gasped standing up. "You need to lay down and rest you are very hurt!"

"I've rested enough, I need to see Robin." He flinched, the pain in his back was worsening every second.

"You need to rest!"

"You do realize our situation!?" Rubin yelled glaring at her. "My sister is sick and can't preform her duties to this army. We're all injured and we have the Plegian army looking for us. We obviously can't fight them so as this army's tactician I need to find a solution to our problem!" An eerie silence filled the room, the two stared at each other before Rubin sunk to the floor on his knees. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "This has put a lot of stress on all of us. Sorry for yelling."

Cordelia's hand touched his shoulder. "It's fine, " she said in a soft whisper. "You're worried for your sister and the whole army. I understand that you want to protect us so go do your job and save us." Rubin looked up into Cordelia's eyes and could see a hint of pain roaming in them.

She's thinking about the pegasus knights that she couldn't save. The ones she had to leave, he thought. He put his hand on top of hers, "thank you."

Despite his protesting back Rubin stood up, leaning against the wooden wall of the cabin walked out of the room and into the hallways. Now to think of something to get us out of this mess.

Marth had her back against the wall of a small room. Her head hung down and she looked sadly to the floor. Robin was laying on the floor with a ragged blanket over her. The albino was extremely sick. Her face was flushed and she sounded like she was breathing through a straw. Chrom was sitting in the farthest corner from Robin and Lissa was sleeping against the wall closest to the door. Libra had been in and out of the room. With Lissa out he was the only healer they had.

What do I do? What do I do? Was the constant question rushing around Marth's head. She could stall the army looking for them, but how much time would that give them? Their army was split, the Exalt was still unconscious, and both tacticians were out. Even with two horsemen the horses were worn out.

"You... All... Have to get out of here." Marth's head perked up at the words. Robin's eyes were open and she was trying to look over at Chrom. He was surprised to see her awake. She tried to sit up, but he rushed to her side and tried to make her lay back down. She grabbed Chrom's arm, "You have *huff* to get... out of here." She said tiredly. "The Plegian army... Must be close *huff* by now. You all... need to go."

Lissa was awake now. She looked at Robin sadly.

"We can't right now we're all hurt and you're sick!" Chrom yelled, holding her close.

"Then leave me!" She screamed before go into a coughing fit.

"We're not leaving you!"

"You have to! You have to before the army reaches us!"

"Your sick stop talking nonsense!"

"It's my fault!" The atmosphere in the room stilled and tears were falling from Robin's eyes. "It's... my fault." She cried. "It's my fault... That the Exalt is hurt, it's my fault that Rubin's hurt. This is all my fault... I made the plan and we all followed it. I should've seen the flaws in it. So... It's fine if you leave me here. It's fine." Her cryin slowly got louder and Chrom hugged her close to his chest. Her cries muffled by his clothes. Tears were falling from Lissa's eyes and Marth was fighting back the tears.

"It's not your fault Robin," Lissa said.

"Lissa is right, it's not your fault sis."

Marth didn't even realize it, but the door to the room was wide open. Rubin was standing at the entrance with a stern look on his face. "There is no way you could've predicted the Risen that appeared on that battlefield. There was no way." He slowly walked over to his sister and Chrom, kneeling right next to them. Robin was looking up at him with teary eyes. "We're going to get out of this and we're not going to leave you here. Right Chrom?" The prince nodded his head.

"But how? Everything is against us." Robin whispered.

"Its going to be okay," Rubin said with a grin. "Because I've got an idea."

AN: Sorry it's been so long since an update, but I'm so bad with getting motivated to write. I"ll update as soon as I can and hopefully it isn't as long as a wait. I feel so bad :(