Dooooooon't murder me, please. If you do, then I can't update Defying Fate! Don't worry, I'm almost done with the chapter. XD

Uhm...anyway, this story is just a modern AU, but it still holds most of the concepts of Ylisse and Plegia. In here there are guns and such, but tomes and other weapons used in the game will definitely make an appearance more often than guns. I'm using the same names I'm using for Defying Fate, simply because I got too lazy to think of anything for Female Robin's name. So, she's "Ravina" in here.

And no. Robin is not physically ill in this one.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fire Emblem~! XD

Chapter 1: Moving in

Vivid colors covered the once white canvas as she worked. Her hand moved on its own, creating an image that was pictured distantly in her mind. Several shades of blue accented the puffs of gray smothered in many places. A gold fading to a shy yellow was partially covered by some of the gray puffs. A tad bit of purple outlined the gray, making it more realistic than it should.

Ravina drew back her hand when she felt that there was something missing. She took a step back to look over her work with her emerald green eyes. A slowly brightening sky showing hints of fading rain clouds. The sun shone brightly, shooing away the clouds...and yet only two thirds of the canvas was painted. There was enough room for so much more... But for what? What could she add?

The dried paint on her face wrinkled together as she frowned. Placing down her paint brush, she grabbed a paint covered towel and began cleaning off her hands. There was paint on the sleeves of her ruby cotton, button down and her jeans only had a speck of white on them. Her hair was tied into two high ponytails at the side of her head, spilling over her shoulders. She sighed and brushed a lock of silver hair out of her eyes, looking around the room with a bit of resignation.

The room was still barren and the walls were white. Only the floor was covered with newspapers and boxes stacked the corners. A single wide window allowed plenty of sunlight to light up the room nicely. On the side was a grand piano still covered with a white cloth and her violin case sitting on top of it. She quickly noted that she would have to add a few curtains if she wanted to protect a few things from the sunlight. It didn't feel like home yet, but she knew she was going to have to get used to it sooner or later.

A majority of her family had just recently moved to their mother's house in Ylisse, a place she least expected to be. It was a bit difficult for her to adjust from shifting sands to ground hard soil. Heck, she wasn't used to smelling all the nature too! Already, she was missing the comfort of the stone walls and the endless chatter of a certain friend of hers about crows. She was hoping that moving would be a better change for her and her siblings, but she just knew that her twin would have the most difficult time out of them all. She may be the second oldest child in the family, but that didn't mean that she wasn't the one who took the role as the oldest.

The door to her "art/music studio" suddenly opened, but Ravina already knew who it was.

"Ravina? I brought up the last of your things into our bedroom. Morgan and Marc had decided to room together." came a voice behind her. She turned around to see her brother standing at the doorway. His silver hair that nearly reached his shoulders seemed to glow a little at the late afternoon light. His thin, black rimmed, squared glasses covered his vibrant green eyes, yet she can see a bit of unease behind them. He wore a loose gray shirt with a dark navy blue jacket over it and faded jeans. His hands were partially covered by the sleeves as he clung a single hand to the doorframe a bit. Though his frame seemed frail, she knew that he was in better shape than her. Ravina took note that he looked exhausted and made a mental note to get him to bed early.

"Ah, right. I'll be right there to help, Robin." she said with a smile. Her twin brother nodded as she added, "Just let me clean up a bit."

"I'll help."

Ravina didn't bother to stop him as he walked right into the room and started to cap all of the paint tubes. She busied herself with the collecting her paint brushes and palette. She headed out the hall, quickly telling Robin that she was just heading to the bathroom to rinse them. It only took her a few minutes to get them throughly rinsed. There wasn't any soap or towel anywhere in sight, so she flicked off whatever water she could. When she returned back to the room, she found Robin staring at the canvas. In his hands was her set of paints placed just how she liked it. Completely out of order.

"You painted the sky again?" he asked as he looked away from the painting. "It looks a bit...different. It's looks more... defiant compared to your other paintings in Plegia."

"Really? Well, it's not finished yet, but that will have to do for now." Ravina said as she grabbed a dirty, yet dry towel from an opened box and placed the brushes on top. Robin smiled as he placed her paints right next to the brushes.

"I'm sure you'll come up with something later." he assured. He stood there for a moment longer before clutching his fists, his smile fading. "Hey, Ravina?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think Mom did the right thing?"

"You mean moving out of Plegia?" Ravina asked as she stared right back at him. His lips were pressed into a thin line and his eye brow crinkled just a bit. If it wasn't Ravina, no one wouldn't have noticed the nervousness he had.

"Kinda. Mom didn't need to bring us here. Only those two needed to get out. They didn't belong in Plegia. Us, on the other hand, don't belong here." he clarified. Ravina sighed and looked out the open window. Outside, she could see the two said children playing in the backyard. A dark haired boy was hiding in a tree, tying a rope to Grima-knows-what as his twin sister searched through the bushes.

"Honestly, Robin, we may be born there, but we don't belong there either. Mom " Ravina said with a small frown. Their mother had never been around much, or actually raised them at all. It wasn't that she didn't like them, but rather because she wasn't allowed to be near them. It was definitely a shock when she came by one day to take them out of Plegia. It was more of... their mother kidnapping them though.

Robin was about to say something, but Ravina was quick to stop him as she continued. "I know what you're asking, Robin. But you don't need that."

She turned away from the window and took her brother's hands into hers. "We don't need that. We're free."

Robin looked at their hands for a moment before lifting his gaze to Ravina. "Freedom? Even though we're geographically hundreds of miles away from that man, it doesn't feel like it."

"Ahaha, don't worry. We'll get used to it soon." Ravina said. She released their hands and began to head out the door.

"Magic can go a long way, Ravina." Robin muttered. He didn't really intend for her to hear it, but she did anyway.

"Come on, Robin. Let's get a few things unpacked before Morgan or Marc sneaks something unpleasant in our room..."

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Robin busied himself with organizing their elaborate mini library in their room and while Ravina got all of their beds and clothes in their right places. Their room was kind of large for two people. From what their mother told them, their bedroom used to be a second living room on the second floor. They didn't have to even ask how they wanted everything. It was amazing how well they could communicate with just one quick glance at the other. Ravina knew just where to place all of Robin's belongings; neat yet not to the point of OCD.

Heck, she actually just dumped his tool box and calligraphy pens on his desk and left it like that, while she nearly did the same to her desk with her sketchbooks and whetstones. She even plastered random things of stars and flowers on the walls to cover the obnoxious white. Surprisingly enough, Robin didn't even care.

Compared to Ravina's own task, his was much harder to handle. They had such a vast amount of books that it was hard to fit it all in their shared room. It ranged from fairy tales to music to tactics to even weapon and tome handling. Ravina was very picky about her books, but Robin knew his sister well enough to know which books she would have in her bed frame (which doubled as a small bookshelf too!) and just how to organize them all. He knew for a fact that he was going to have to place a few boxes in the basement with the limited space the room offered. Nevertheless, he ordered the books by subject and disregarded putting it alphabetically. He knew that if it was completely organized, it would drive Ravina up the wall.

They were nearly done when they were called down for dinner. The dinning room wasn't that big, but it was able to fit a rectangular table suited for eight people. At the head of the table was Robin's mother, her posture straight and her smile sweet and gentle. Robin shivered at the idea that it wasn't really a smile, but he quickly threw the thought to the side. He may not know her very well, but he was pretty damn sure that she wasn't insane...ignoring the fact that she dragged them here from Plegia without much of a notice beforehand and practically slapped his father in the face with a crap load of yelling.

Ravina sat at the right side of his mother while he sat next to her. Right across from them was a pair of identical twins a few years younger than them. Marc's hair was shorter and straighter than Morgan's, so it helped to tell the difference with them. Since they had the horrible habit of messing with people, they wore the same thing; grayish-blue shirts, a pair of tan shorts and sneakers.

A few minutes after they started eating, Robin's mind began to wonder as he subconsciously messed with his food more than actually putting it in his mouth. Now that they're here, what was he going to do? He only just arrived last night with his siblings, and he could already see the problems they were going to have. The very fact that they were Plegian was one problem. Marc and Morgan were, without a doubt, already planning ways to get them expelled from any school they get into. Ravina's tendency to snap might increase with that... and-

"-re you listening?" came Ravina's voice. His train of thought crashed into a wall as he suddenly sat upright. His fork slipped out of his hand and clattered on the plate, the sound echoing in the room. His awareness came a second later then usual and took note that everyone was nearly done with their meals.

"A-ah! S-sorry, what... what were you saying...?" he stammered as snatched up his fork and held it correctly. He didn't miss the looks of slight concern on his siblings' faces as his mother gave him a reassuring smile.

"I was saying that I enrolled all of you into Laulerth Academy." she said. Rabin tilted his head with slight confusion.

"Wait, what?" he said dumbly, "That's a...military boarding school."

"We're not dorming though. We live close enough to commute back and forth." Ravina said as she placed her fork down.

"Yeah! And Marc and I are old enough to go too!" Morgan chipped in as she kicked her feet, accidentally hitting Ravina's shin.

"Ow! Morgan!" Ravina hissed as she spotted her chair back. Robin cringed a bit, knowing just how hard his little sister could kick.

"At least we won't be in separate schools anymore." Marc said more calmly. He looked a bit uneasy, but Robin could tell that Marc didn't mind too much.

"But, guys, this is a military school." Robin reminded. He looked at his mother. "Mom, we're from Plegia. Both of our countries are still recovering from the war between us, and we're-"

He didn't get to finish as his mother waved a hand to silence him. "Robin, enough. I know how our relations between our countries are strained, and I am highly aware of your citizenship, but you have to trust me."

"Didn't you yell at dad about this stuff though?" Ravina asked, frowning a bit. "I mean-"

She clamped her mouth shut as her mother cut her off.

"Now, Ravina. I know it will be hard to adjust to Ylisse, but you need to trust me. Besides, Laulerth is the only one similar to the schools you all attended in Plegia." she said. "And I highly doubt that you can handle a normal, everyday life style."

All of the siblings looked away. Robin was the only one who laughed a bit nervously.

"Ahahaha! Ahaha...haaaah..."

"So, since it seems like you all came to an agreement, you'll start tomorrow." their mother finalized. Everyone did a double take.

"W-what?!" Marc and Morgan spluttered.

"H-hold on! We don't even have our uniforms!" Ravina said. Their mother smiled.

"Oh, don't worry. I have that all sorted out already." she assured them. "Now, finish up and go to bed. You have a big day ahead of you."

With a bit of convincing and bribery, the younger set of twins headed back up the house to get ready for bed. The older twins stayed and helped with clearing up the table and washing the dishes. As per usual, Robin and Ravina could never actually do their chores in peace as they constantly flicked water at each other just for fun. Surprisingly, their mother didn't stop them as she shook her head and did her preparations for the next day.

"Mom?" Robin called as he peeked his head into the living room, finding his mother compiling a folder together. Ravina followed Robin's action at the other side as their mother answered with a quick glance.

"Yes?"

"We're going to head to bed now." Ravina answered. Their mother nodded and closed the file she was looking at and got up from the couch.

"Oh, right, it's that late already?" she said as she looked at his watch on her wrist. She gave Ravina a quick motherly hug. "Ravina, sweetie, you can handle a day without your brother at school right?"

Ravina and Robin shared a look of confusion. "Ah...yeah, why?"

"He's going to start a bit later. I just received a phone call that Robin's medical records are incomplete and his charts are unclear on a few things. I have no idea why it's only Robin and not you. It may have been my fault or there's something your father forgot to give me." their mother explained. "I'll have to take Robin with me in case we have to do a few tests and maybe stop by the school to gauge his abilities; if we have time, of course. After all, both of you are transferring from Plegia's top school."

"Plegia's top school? More like utter hell." Ravina muttered disdainfully. Robin gave a half-hearted smile as he shrugged.

"So, in other words, I'm stuck with you all day tomorrow?" Robin said. His eyes widened when he realized how rude that sounded. "I-I don't mean it that way! It's good to hang out with you!"

"Ahahaha, I know what you mean, Robin." his mother laughed, "Oh! I almost forgot. There's one last thing. Since, Robin will be with me, we'll go pick up the a certain package you two need for school."

"Stuff we forgot?" Ravina asked warily while Robin dropped his shoulders a bit.

Their mother smiled. "Something like that."

And done! It's a rough start, but it'll make more sense as the story goes. Tell me what you guys thought! This story, since it appeared out of nowhere, will be updated whenever. So, don't expect fast updates. But I do like to know what you think of the beginning so far~! And yes, Ravina paints as her hobby and Robin's is music. You'll figure out Marc and Morgan's soon... XD

Preview~!

"...Mooom?" Robin began hesitantly. She hummed in acknowledgement and prompted him to go on. "Are you sure that we're allowed to use this in...Laulerth? Because...well..."

"Ahahaha, oh, silly little bird," his mother said in amusement, "Of course!"

Robin strained a smile. "M-mom... These aren't just weapons. These are our personal weapons. Ravina and I are first years and Marc and Morgan are still in middle school. Heck, we're not allowed to use personal weapons in our first year!"

"Not in Laulerth, my dear birdie. Not in Laulerth." His mother grinned. You were, after all, not enrolled as normal students in the first place."

Robin face palmed. "Oh, Grima..."

Later~!

-CloudyLightning