Well I've decided to write this story. I have been wanting to write it for a while, and I'm going to be taking this one as seriously as I can and really hope to have a beta/proof reader for both grammatical errors and confusing wording. I am looking for a beta-reader, so if anyone wants to help me out, I'm happy to accept a few people if not one.

These chapters are going to be long, and may take more than a week to write depending on how my life goes later on.

Enjoy the first chapter.

A blue-haired man charged with his sword pointing forward; to the sorcerer who began parrying the swordsman's blows with dark magic that blocked the blades. The observer looked down at his own hand as he charged up a lightning spell to help assist the blue-haired swordsman, but once he looked up the sorcerer blinked out of existence and the blue-haired man pointed his sword to the ceiling, shouting, "Up there!"

The observer looked up to see the black magic user at the ceiling and launched his lightning strike to the snake-eyed man who just disappeared as the lightning ball hit him, causing the spell to explode on the ceiling saying, "Fool!"

In a moment, the seasoned dark mage had launched a wave of dark energy at the blue-haired man who was launched into a pillar and began propping himself up with a sword. The dark mage was laughing as a giant ball of dark magic appeared in his palms and he slung it at the blue-haired swordsman shouting, "Die!"

The cloaked observer shot a lightning spell to the dark ball to nullify it and a bright flash of light appeared. When the blinding light had vanished, the man looked up and noticed his cloak was off. A lock of white hair covered his face and the sorcerer stared at him with a face of disgust, but the observer quickly turned around and ran to the blue-haired man. The sorcerer was granting them a quick respite, he was over by an alter where he was now drawing power from the table.

The clash of battle could be heard outside the barrier that separated them from their comrades, but neither of them could possibly know how the battle was going until they defeated this man. In that moment, the blue-haired man...no, Chrom, looked at him and said, "This is it, our final battle. You're one of us Robin, and no "destiny" can change that. Now let's kill this dastard and be done with it!"

"Fools! You cannot unwrite what has already been written! Submit yourselves," the sorcerer shouted as he held out his hand. In that moment, a bubbling sound could be heard as a magic circle formed under Chrom's feet.

"Chrom watch out!" Robin shouted as he pushed Chrom out of the way of the magic circle. In that moment an explosion of dark magic that resembled a blob of goo for just a moment appeared and exploded in dark energy.

"Come on Robin, we have to get closer," Chrom said as he began running towards the dark mage. Robin silently followed as he pulled out his tome and flipped through the pages. Which spell? Which spell would be best in this case? He was scanning and eventually found the Thoron spell which he began preparing in his hand. Chrom had already charged over, and the dark magic fencing began anew.

Robin noticed that Chrom began to make a few strikes on the dark mage, but they were no more than cuts. Robin then got an idea. He ran around and flanked the dark mage and called him out. Snake eyes immediately turned to him, but only to be shot as a highly charged Thoron spell made its way to the dark mage. The dark mage tried to block it with his dark magic, but the charge on the spell was so great that it went straight through the man's stomach.

Robin drew a steel sword from his belt and with Chrom he charged to the dark mage and both of them delivered a fatal stab to his chest in a dual blow. Immediately, the man screamed in agony and a pulse of dark magic flew out from him and drove both Robin and Chrom back.

The moment both had gotten up, the sorcerer was kneeling down while being consumed by purple flames. Chrom looked at Robin and gave a smile, but this was short lived when the sorcerer looked up at them with glowing red eyes with blood dripping out of his mouth as the purple flames grew in intensity.

"This isn't over! Damn you both!" he shouted as a massive ball of dark magic fueled by vengeance came flying at Chrom. Time immediately seemed to slow down for Robin as he looked at the ball and ran over to Chrom. Once he was there, he pushed Chrom out of the way as a horrified expression appeared on the man's face, realizing that Robin was sacrificing himself to him. In that moment, everything went white for Robin as he felt his body fly through the air and land with a hard thud on the stone floor.

The moment he opened his eyes, Robin saw Chrom running to his side and helping him up. Both of them looked at where the evil mage had been, his entire purple flame vanishing with no trace of his body in sight, of course they all assumed he was dead.

"Thanks to you, it's over, and now we can finally rest," Chrom said as he helped Robin stand up. As Robin did so he felt a little funny. He felt his senses numb and his vision glassed over with red, as if the world wasn't real and he was watching it through red glass. Soon, he ceased to move and he struggled, struggled to break free. Chrom immediately took notice of this and asked, "Hey, what's wrong?" But Chrom quickly figured it out, just as the foreign entity inside Robin's mind began to test his fingers and actions. Robin only had control of his face now and he panicked. He wanted to move away, but the damnable entity was controlling his body. "Hey hang on-"

Chrom's words were cut short by a loud and wet sound of flesh being parted and armor ripping. Chrom's face looked pale and pained, but once he started walking away, Robin felt the presence fade from his mind. He looked at Chrom's chest to see a blade of lightning piercing a vital area. It sparked and ended up being so potent that blood was pouring out of the area at an alarming rate. Robin looked at his own shaking hands to find electricity still pulsing through them. Robin was speechless as he stared at Chrom with a gaping wide mouth, clearly a face of terror as he looked at his own hand then Chrom.

"Robin, this is not...your fault. Promise me...that you'll...escape from this place. Go..." Chrom said as he coughed out blood in between pauses, but then the life left his eyes; they no longer had emotion or focus. Chrom collapsed on the ground with blood pooling around him as he lied there, staring lifelessly at nothing. In that moment, Robin heard the dark mage laughing inside his head, he covered his head and screamed, and it quickly turned to sobbing as he looked down at Chrom. How could he have done this?

"It wasn't your fault, it was his fault," a voice separate from the dark mage said to Robin in his head. A familiar voice that he had heard countless times. Robin looked at the dark mage who was walking over to to Robin with a huge grin on his face, but Robin's voice continued.

"Do you want power? The power to avenge your friend? I can give it to you. All you have to do is take the power being drawn to the table."

Robin wordlessly agreed and Validar was shocked to see the power of the alter slowly gathering to Robin, but he quickly grinned ear to ear and began laughing. It was finally coming true, his long held destiny was fully realized. Validar continued to laugh, but in that instance, his body was impaled, not by a sword nor by lightning magic, but by a dark spike that came from the ground. He was shocked and asked Robin "why" after coughing up blood. Robin didn't answer, he instead brought more spikes up and impaled every part of Validar.

"Robin!" a shout from behind came. Robin turned around to see a woman with black hair and a pony tail running to him. He wasted no time kicking the fallen man's sword to her and saying, "I don't have much time left and you may not either. Run. Run away and save them. Our comrades need-" he began before a presence within him took over and shook his entire body to the core. Once this had happened, Robin stood up straight and looked at the woman with a sinister smile.

"But Chrom we have to do SOMETHING," the voice of a young girl said as Robin's consciousness slowly recovered.

"Well, what do you propose we do?" a very familiar masculine voice said. Robin opened his eyes wider at this voice and saw two people. The blue-haired man from his dream just a moment ago and a twin-tailed blonde in a yellow dress holding a staff of sorts.

"I-I don't know," the girl said as she stuttered. "My healing magic isn't working, there are no visible wounds."

"Ugh..." a voice beside Robin said as he covered his head which felt really weird. He ended up making the same noise as well. This quickly caught the attention of the two standing over him and whoever was next to him. Both the man and the woman knelt down with relieved smiles.

"I see you two are awake now," the blue-haired man said gently.

"Hey there," the girl said with a giggle.

"There are better places to take a nap than on the ground, give me you hand," Chrom said as he held out his hands to Robin and whoever else was with him. They were both up and once they were firmly standing, Chrom asked if they were alright.

"Yes, thank you, Chrom," they both said simultaneously. This caused them to look at each other and stare for a moment. Both of them noticed one thing immediately. They were both wearing the same cloak. Aside from that they were both the same height and same age. The only different things about them was their gender and their hair. The female had black hair tied up into a ponytail while the male had short white hair.

"So, you know who I am then?" the blue-haired man asked in order to both gain their attention and understand why they were unconscious in the middle of a field.

"No, you're name it just came to me," both Robin and the woman said simultaneously.

"Interesting, what brings you two here?"

"Well..." both began at the same time again. Chrom started looking at them a little strangely, but let them continue on anyway. "I don't know."

"Can you remember your names?" Chrom asked to try and leak out that much.

"Well...I don't know," Robin and the woman said at the same time; however, the next sentence belonged to the woman who said, "I'm sorry, but where are we?"

"Hey! I've heard of this. It's called amnesia!" the young girl shouted as she had the sudden realization of what was going on.

"It's called a load of pegasus dung," a man clad in blue armor said with a very skeptical expression on his face as he looked at the two strangers. "Are we to remember that you remember milord's name and not your own?"

"But it's the truth!" the woman quickly exclaimed with a desperate look on her face.

"And what if its true, Frederick?" Chrom asked as he turned his head to the armor-clad man. "We can't leave them here alone and confused, what kind of Shepherds would we be then?"

"Just the same milord. Caution must be emphasized, for it would not be wise to let a wolf into our flock."

"Fine...we'll take them to town and sort this out there," Chrom said to Frederick who seemed pleased with the answer.

"Wait! Don't we get a say in this?" the white-haired man of the strangers asked as he began to panic for a second.

"Peace, friend, we'll hear all you have to say once we return to the town. Come with us."

The group walked down a path for quite a while. As they walked, several thoughts popped into the black-haired woman's mind. Why did they have to go back like this? Sure they may have friendly intentions, but the armored man sitting on his horse with a lance holstered on the side did not seem welcoming at all.

"Just what do you plan to do with us? Are we your prisoners or something?" the black-haired woman asked. She cast her gaze down as she frowned. She was clearly not happy to be dragged against her will to the town, but the man with her seemed so calm, but somehow she knew that he was pretty wrecked inside. Fidgeting with his cloak, dilated eyes, and a very straight posture, she knew these were all signs that this specific man was nervous, but why did she know such details about him?

"Don't worry, you'll be free to go once we've established you're no enemy of Ylisse," Chrom said with a kind smile to try and reassure the woman questioning him.

"Is that where we are? Ylisse?" the white-haired man asked calmly. He seemed intrigued, but that was short lived when Frederick stepped into the conversation once again.

"You've never heard of the Halidom? Ha! Someone pay this actor, for he plays quite the fool!" Frederick said sarcastically to insult the white-haired man. Of course the white-haired man was frowning at Frederick for such a rude comment, but he said nothing which gave the stern knight the chance to say, "The furrowed brow is especially convincing."

"Give him a break! He's asking questions like any other person would if they had no memory!" the woman shouted.

"Oh, forgive me, I did not know acting was a serious ailment, or perhaps you mean to say he is delusional," Frederick remarked. The woman balled her fists and gritted her teeth at this. Who did this man think he was? Sure he could be skeptical, but there was no reason to shame them like this.

"Both of you, please," Chrom said as he stepped between the eye sight of the two. "Especially you Frederick, that was uncalled for."

Frederick bowed with respect to Chrom and said not another word, but his staring at the woman sent shivers up her spine. Why was this man so scary?

"This land is known as the Halidom of Ylisse. Our ruler, Emmeryn, is called the Exalt. I suppose proper introductions are in order. My name is Chrom, but you already knew that. The stern one over there is Frederick, and the delicate little girl here is my little sister, Lissa," Chrom explained to both strangers.

"Hey! I am not delicate!" Lissa shouted as she stomped her foot on the ground and crossed her arms. She gave a very big "humph" as well with puffed cheeks, making her look even more like a little girl. Then she returned to her normal composure and said, "Ignore my brother, please. He can be a bit thick sometimes."

"I know, right? Take my brother for example. I can throw him several signals, but sometimes he reads people like an open book!" the woman said as she punched the white-haired man in the shoulders playfully.

"You two are siblings?" Chrom asked curiously. It was kind of shocking, how they remembered certain specifics and things they shouldn't know, it surprised and intrigued Chrom greatly.

"Yes, I'm Raven and this is my twin brother, Robin."

"Odd how we've remembered that much," Robin said as he looked up to the sky. "I really wonder if we'll remember anything else, because I'm not remembering anything more."

"Well, just be glad the Shepherds found you, bandits or brigands would have been a really rude awakening," Lissa said with a happy smile in an attempt to be optimistic. It was really welcoming to Robin, but he also had to point something out about what Lissa had said.

"Shepherds? You tend sheep in full armor?" Robin asked with a curious tone to his voice.

"Yes, it's a dangerous job. Just ask Frederick the wary over here," Chrom said so as to playfully jab Frederick.

"It's a title I'll wear with honor. Someone must keep an appropriate level of caution in this group as well," Frederick remarked to Chrom's comment.

"I understand, but what we honestly say is the truth," Raven said with a tinge of nervousness in her voice. Frederick was so intimidating, she found it hard to believe that such a man was among these two siblings who were quite welcoming in comparison to this man who would love nothing more than to send them away or worse.

"Well, once we get to town we'll sort this whole issue out," Chrom said in order to comfort Raven a little more. She was clearly very nervous about what was going to happen to her and her brother. Chrom understood her concern too, he had gone through some similar problems before. "We're almost to town, so just rest easy."

"Chrom! Look at the town!" Lissa shouted as she ran up a hill where smoke was rising from. In that moment, Chrom ran up the hill with everyone following him as well. The town was ablaze. Some buildings had already burned down completely, but Chrom could easily make out people fleeing from the town in terror. Bandits were clearly running amok as they looted and torched. They were at the town's central square where they were looting stalls and breaking into various shops and homes.

"Gods! It has to be the brigands. Frederick, Lissa, we need to get down there now!" Chrom shouted as he began running to the town.

"Milord, what about these two?" Frederick hurriedly asked. Chrom stopped dead in his tracks and looked back at Frederick with a slightly angry tone as if the answer should be obvious.

"Unless they're on fire too, they can wait," Chrom shouted then ordered Frederick to come along so they could catch up with Lissa who was unarmed and farther ahead.

"Wait-" Raven began before looking down at the ground and thinking of something. She made her decision and turned around to her brother to say, "We need to help them! I don't know why, but we just need to help!" Before Robin could answer, Raven was already running to the town, and because of this action Robin found himself with no choice but to follow her. She was right, they had to help. He couldn't place his finger on why, but he had to help Chrom.

It didn't take long before the two siblings were in the town. They were rushing through the outer areas of the town, most of the central town was paved, but most of the residential areas outside were not. Most of the outside area was farming, but the town was actually quite small if one really looked at it. Robin estimated it to be a mere kilometer or two in length, but the entirety of the paved areas might have been half a kilometer, or a quarter of a mile in Raven's book.

The moment the two siblings reached the square where Chrom and his small party of three were, they witnessed Frederick and Chrom squaring off against some bandits. Frederick was handling a myrmidon and a mercenary while Chrom faced off with a barbarian wielding an axe while Lissa was hiding behind some crates of vegetables. The barbarian made a simple mistake, but Chrom was able to use that one mistake to plunge his sword into the man's chest and kill him.

"Chrom!" Raven shouted as she ran to the blue-haired swordsman. Chrom turned around in shock to see Raven and Robin running up to them at a great speed.

"By the gods, what are you two doing here!" Chrom shouted as his attention turned to Raven.

"I-I don't know I just wanted to help and-" Raven began, but her voice was cut short the moment Robin.

"Chrom, we're armed!" he said pulling out a dagger and a tome. "We can help, so please let us do so!"

"Is that a tome? You know magic?" Chrom asked Robin who then opened his tome and questionably looked through it.

"I think so..."

"You think so? Well I guess I better stay out of your way," Chrom said as he moved to get out of Robin's direct line of sight.

"No! I'm sure of it," Robin said as he opened his tome and flipped through the spells. Eventually it ended up turning into a "dammit how does this thing work" every time he looked through the pages.

"Chrom! Watch out!" Raven shouted as she drew her dagger and ran up to Chrom who was being charged behind by a mercenary. Raven blocked the mercenary's sword with her dagger, but the combined force of the iron blade's weight and muscle was a little much for her to handle, but an "Aha!" was heard from Robin and a ball of lightning smashed into the mercenary. The man was knocked down and Raven took the chance to stab his heart and steal his iron sword. With a sword in hand she felt much more confident, but she also glared at her brother who just dusted off his cloak as if nothing happened because that magic lightning bolt was a pure lucky coincidence.

"Well you seem able enough, I only have Frederick and myself, so it wouldn't be the wisest decision to take on a bunch of bandits on our own," Chrom said with a warm smile as he welcomed them as comrades in arms.

"Yeah! Hey, let's go get a sword for you too, Robin!" Raven said as she ran off with her new sword and began dueling with another bandit so she could take his sword.

"Chrom, do you know where the other bandits are?" Robin asked as they took advantage of the small respite they had.

"Yes, Frederick found a large number of them by the church, but they seem to be staying in that area, looting the market."

Robin had a quick thought. Could they flank the leader? If they could flank the leader or flank his forces, it would provide a good distraction so that Frederick and Chrom could take out the leader.

"Hey Chrom. Call Frederick, I have a plan," Robin said to Chrom. Chrom nodded and went to find Frederick, he wouldn't have to go far, but there was a small moment to be had between the two siblings.

"Guess who!" Raven said cheerfully as she covered Robin's eyes with a sheathed sword.

"Dammit Raven! This isn't the time for games!" Robin shouted as he grabbed the sword out of Raven's hands. He turned around to give it back to her, but noticed she was still holding her looted sword. He quietly accepted the sword and told Raven about his plan.

"Really? Something so simple? Why not taunt them as well? While I was messing around with that bandit, I saw a bridge leading to the church, maybe we could use that to funnel the bandits and flank them from behind that way. Stick them on the bridge so they have nowhere to go.

"Yeah, but we don't have enough people for a pincer attack of that magnitude. How about this, insult them and get them on the bridge and I'll move in from behind to take out any ranged units."

"Nice!" Raven said with a thumbs-up. That's when Frederick was coming back. There were bandits in his way and each time he passed them, his lance swiped them and killed them instantly. He was jumping over barrels and crates as well as corpses until he killed the last bandit in his way, jumped over a dead body and skidded to a halt right in front of the two siblings. Chrom came close behind afterwords.

Show off Robin thought as he watched that scene Frederick had pulled off.

Wow, that was pretty cool, Raven though on the other hand.

Once everyone had gathered, Robin and Raven explained their plans and Chrom agreed to them. The team who would strike from behind against the ranged units would be Robin and Lissa. Lissa was there only because it kept her out of immediate danger and gave Robin a healer.

Robin and Lissa ran around the cathedral and Robin ended up killing anyone who got in their way, but he also found a towns-person and advised them to start putting out the fires because if it spread, the bandits would be the least problematic thing.

Robin peered around the cathedral's corner and saw Raven trying to insult the bandit's leader.

"Come over here and fight us! Stop standing over there like a chicken!" Raven shouted. Robin nearly slapped his own palm onto his forehead, but it was entertaining enough to the bandit leader becase he began having his minions cross over the bridge, and just as Robin expected, the archers and mages stayed on the other side.

Robin quietly sneaked up behind one archer and stabbed his sword straight through the man, and kicked him into the river running through the town. The other man, a mage, saw Robin and began firing spells in his direction. Robin managed to dodge most of the first round, but a stray wind spell still managed to injure his left arm. Then he decided it was his turn and fired a flame spell straight at the man.

The mage was distracted by the fire spell and while he was able to survive it, Robin charged ahead and stabbed the mage with his sword.

"Hey! When the hell did you come from behind?" a bandit said as he spotted Robin stabbing the mage. The bandit charged Robin and without any time to strike a spell due to pulling the sword out of the mage's body, Robin had to initiate a duel with the bandit in which Robin had received a slash on his chest which proved to be quite a wound, but he was saved by a spell from Raven; however, Robin was losing quite a bit of blood and he was in a lot of pain.

"Lissa! Some help over here!" Robin shouted.

"Right! We'll see whose delicate! With my trust healing staff I can-"

"Just heal my damn wound! It hurts," Robin yelled as he clutched his chest in pain. Lissa was taken aback by this for a second but nonetheless hurried over to Robin and healed him as fast as she could. Robin felt his wound seal up, but some of the pain was still there. Must be his mind hadn't yet caught up to the repair, but whatever, he could still fight.

Raven laughed from the other side of the bridge, but she turned her attention back to the bandit leader who she and Chrom were squaring off with. He was quite skilled. He was able to take them both on for a time, but if it weren't for Raven's occasional magic assault, the leader probably wouldn't have fallen as quickly as he did. The last time Raven hit the leader with a wind spell, Chrom sent his blade straight through the breastbone like it was made of butter.

"It's over..." Raven said as she immediately collapsed on the ground. "Praise whatever gods there are! It's over!"

"Well what about the burning buildings...?" Chrom asked, but as he looked around, the only burning thing was a wooden stall thanks to Raven's miss with fire magic.

"I had the villagers take care of that," Robin said as he walked forward.

"Swords, sorcery, and tactics! You two are awesome!" Lissa shouted with excitement.

"Yeah, we are," Raven remarked as she gladly accepted the boost to her ego. Robin sighed as he listened to his sister, but that was quickly broken by Chrom.

"Milord, did you notice that the bandits spoke with a Plegian accent?" Frederick asked Chrom as he rode up to the group.

"Yes I did Frederick, I just wasn't very surprised by it. Most of these things happen thanks to them anyway."

"Plegia?" Raven asked with a brow raised to the conversation. Luckily, Chrom had decided to speak up far before Frederick could mock her or Robin again.

"Ylisse's western neighbors. They like to send raiding parties and bandits across our borders. Their hopes are to invoke war with us."

"And it's always the poor townspeople who suffer..." Lissa said gloomily as she looked towards the ground with her staff.

"Do not be so disheartened milady. That's why they have us: Shepherds to protect the sheep," Frederick stated simply with little emotion or sympathy to his words.

"I know Frederick, but it's just that...it's sad it has to happen in the first place. I don't like all this death and destruction," Lissa said as she tried to make a typical child's argument that seemed to just be them wanting to have the last word.

"Don't forget you were the one begging to come with us," Chrom remarked to Lissa.

"Don't worry big brother! I'll be getting used to this," Lissa said semi-cheerfully as she waved her hands around. It seemed to work in eliminating most of the glum attitude she had, but everyone could see that Lissa still had some lingering gloominess.

"Robin, Raven," Chrom said as he turned to the twins. "I have an offer to make you. Both of you seem to be very gifted in tactics and combat, so I would like to ask this: How would you two like to become Shepherds?"

Everyone except for Chrom and Lissa were surprised in that moment. Robin and Raven were looking over at each other with wide eyes and seeming to debate it with an unspoken language between their heads. It didn't take them long though, both of the siblings answered a cheerful affirmative to the request.

"Milord! Are you sure this is a wise decision? We have little knowledge of these strangers," Frederick pleaded to Chrom.

"Frederick, they saved Ylissean lives, and my heart says that is enough," Chrom protested. It was clear that he was going to make sure these two joined the Shepherds one way or another. "Besides, Plegia is always a few steps ahead before we manage to catch them. If we need anything, it's tactics."

"Excuse me, Milord. I spoke out of turn."

After the conversation ended, a villager came running up to the Shepherds. What he said was, "My lords! You must stay the night, we're helpless townsfolk, but we will prepare a feast in your honor."

"Dark meat for me only please, well done, and no salt in the soup!" Lissa stated excitedly as she listed off all she wanted in the feast.

"I'm sorry, while your offer is most generous, I fear we must begin returning," Frederick addressed the villager with a smile.

"Wait, what?! Frederick, we're not staying the night? It's nearly dark!" Lissa asked with great shock and disappointment as Frederick brutally crushed her dreams of a nice feast in probably days.

"Yes, and then we will live off the land. Build a fire, forage food, and the like, and I do believe I once heard you saying something along the lines of 'getting used to this' if my memory serves me correct."

Lissa glared at Frederick for a long time with a very grumpy face versus his one with a great smile aimed at Lissa's anger. She continued to glare at the knight before stating, "Frederick, sometimes I hate you!"

"That sure is one stern lieutenant you have there," Robin commented to Chrom as the two of them watched the spectacle in front of them. Lissa was arguing with a silent Frederick swinging complaints and insults his way, but it only seemed to fuel his smile more.

"Frederick only smiles when he's about to drop the axe," Chrom said jokingly.

"Dully noted," Raven said as she walked over with an apple in hand.

"I hope you three realize that I'm still present," Frederick said to the three not being insulted by Lissa.

"Oh we realize," Chrom said with a jolly grin on his face. The twins chuckled at Chrom's comment and Frederick sighed to himself.

The five Shepherds soon left town and were taking a stroll through the woods as the sun slowly sank below the horizon. Trailing behind were the two amnesiac twins, solemnly staring at the horizon as if trying to comprehend something.

"Hey, Robin. Do you have this feeling? That all this is familiar in some way."

"What part, sister? The fact that we both knew Chrom's name or the fact that we just joined these 'Shepherds' as if it was the right thing to do?"

"Well...all of it. It's as if I feel close to these people, like I...already know them..."

"Leave it be Raven, I'm content to just enjoying whatever comes next. In fact, I haven't been feeling myself all day, but you seem pretty normal...I think."

"Yeah, we do feel like we know much about each other don't we. We have no memory and therefore we have no current purpose. I just have a feeling we'll be able to find out once we go with them. Until then, let's look to working as hard as we can on just being...whoever we are, how do you feel about that?"

"I couldn't have said better, now let's just concentrate on marching, I think we're falling behind."

"What makes you say that?" Raven asked before she looked at the trio ahead of them looking back and waiting. "Oh...yeah, let's focus on marching. Hut two three four, hut two three four!"

At least one of us is feeling optimistic, I just can't shake that weird dream… Robin thought as he began walking faster and catching up to the others. Perhaps he shouldn't worry about it, but it did make him question Chrom's sense in picking Raven and him up off the streets. Just the dream in general was a real headache. I should just give up thinking about it.