Twin Skeletons

That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all The promises I made if you just hold on

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I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

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He felt Robin’s grip around him weaken until she finally released him. The soldiers were enraged now, barely held back by their commander’s former order, as Reflet quickly stumbled onto his feet. He heaved a pained breath out into the chilled air, chest struggling to regain composure. And he swallowed thickly, legs shaking, and pain surging through his tired body. A hand reached up to grab tightly at the clothing over his chest, claws shredding the fabric, and digging into his skin in an attempt to ease the pain of his throbbing heart. His body felt hot, and he could sense Grima’s desire to take over and protect his current host, but he fought the dragon’s will back. The dragon could smell the anger and rage boiling within the bodies of the men gathered around Robin. But Reflet couldn’t blame them; he could never blame anyone for hating him so.

Dislodging his nails from his chest, he rose his hands slowly to grip his head between them. Lowering his gaze to the snow, as he forced his blurring vision to focus on the drops of red that collected upon its frozen surface. Panting hot breathes into the air, as he felt his heart begin to slow to a normal pace. The scales on his body burned, and he could feel the cracks on his skin become warm and sticky with the sensation of blood. Grima was, well, pissed. And he placed more pressure against his head, as he tried to soothe the dragon’s growing rage. But he understood. He had a strange bond with the monster now, and, at times, it was hard to part the beast’s own wishes from his own.

But Robin had given up. Now was his chance to escape. He couldn’t go back to the castle now; he never could. He was too much of a threat to the safety of others. More than once he’d lost himself to Grima, and he wouldn’t allow himself to put Robin in danger. Feeling Grima give into his own desires, he relaxed his tensed muscles, and dropped his hands from his head. He was tired, so tired, but this was fine. Grima would ensure his safety, and, well, if the dragon didn’t, it would be a gift.

Yet, the sound of Robin’s voice echoed in his ears, and he bit deep into his lower lip. Nothing. There was nothing she needed to apologize for. He had given her an impossible choice knowing it would hurt her. He turned away from her when began to sob. It was hard. It was impossible. He wanted to comfort her, but he needed to leave now while he still had the chance. If he didn’t leave her now, he would only end up regretting it. He would get in the way of her happiness. That’s how things had always been, and now, well, now he actually looked the part of the monster he knew he had always been.

“You don’t have anything to apologize for,” He breathed. “Everything is fine, Robin. You’ve already saved everyone. If anything, this world owes its existence to you.” He sighed, speaking was difficult for him, and he found his voice cracking with a cough. Everything was taxing on this body now. It hurt. But there was no pain that could compare to what he felt when Robin had vanished before his eyes. Even if he could never see her again, and no matter how much that thought hurt, he knew he had leave. Turning on his heels, he faced Robin in all of her agony.

“Robin,” He spoke carefully, voice a harsh whisper, as his own tone mixed with Grima’s hoarse voice. “I am your family. I am your brother. I will always love you, and I will always be with you. I can’t be saved for I already have been. There is nothing left you can do for me, and nothing left that I can do for you.” He turned around again, a hand brushing over his cloak to search for a tome nestled within its thick fabric. “Our paths are no longer the same, and never again will they cross. We have both done all that we can. Now this is your reward. Live a long life for me.”

Running his fingers along the edge of the book, he felt a powerful rush of wing kick up around him, creating a flurry of snow between them. “Goodbye, sister.” He ached and throbbed so terribly, but this was pain he was used to now, as he took a step forward, and began to walk away.  

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Robin continued staring down at the ground as the tears kept falling. Her own sobs sounded foreign to her now and she felt oddly numb to the whole situation. Reflet’s voice startled her from her sobs thinking that he had already left. She shook her head as he mentioned that there was nothing for her to apologize for. Robin looked up at him as he said everything was fine. It was far from fine and she couldn’t have saved everyone without the help she had. 

There was nothing she could say though to bring Reflet home. She had tried everything and she just felt so small now. “Reflet…” she whimpered out her own voice hoarse from sobbing so hard. She didn’t know what to say, what was she supposed to say? This was the last time Robin would ever see her brother again and she couldn’t think of any damn words to say. She loved him so much and desperately wished that she hadn’t constantly been selfish. Reflet deserved so much more than what he had been given. Hearing his words only hurt her heart more. There had to be a way a different way than him going off to die alone.

Then Reflet turned away from her again. He used magic to kick up the snow and her heart was breaking with each passing moment. She could tell that her men were anxious but she refused to give them a command to hurt her brother. Robin was trying to regain some composure, it probably wasn’t inspiring for their Queen to be on her knees sobbing after her twin brother tried to attack them. Robin got up and her eyes widened for a moment. Reflet didn’t know. He was still family and if he was convinced on dying he should at least know first.

“Reflet wait!” Robin called out getting up and wiping her eyes on her sleeves. She still felt a horrible numbness to everything and she stepped closer into the flurry hoping that Reflet could hear her. “I know you’re not really fond of Chrom, but I thought that you should at least know. I just recently gave birth to baby Morgan. That’s why it took me so long to find you,” she announced hoping that she wasn’t talking to the wind. Reflet was still family and he deserved to know that his nephew had been born. She didn’t expect it to change anything but Robin felt better not keeping anything from him.

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I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

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       Attempting to dislodge themhad only resulted in him becoming more entangled in his sister’s stubborn arms. Painting a distinct frown across his broken and scarred features, as his mind began to toss out ideas as to how to force her to release him. But everything he managed to come up with only ended up getting shoved aside out of fear of injuring her in the process. A low, muffled curse left his lips, one that only a dog could hear; almost anyone else, and he would have had no issue with killing them in cold blood. Hell, if not for her, he would have gladly fought the small army still seated behind them with a mix of confusion and disgust distorting their features. He could kick himself for running out of energy, and for the numbness that had made his formerly aching legs next to useless now. Not like he could have outrun a horse to begin with, but he damn well could have tried.

      “And I didn’t plan for you to come looking for me. You’re the Queen now. You have more important tasks to attend to, and this world is still recovering from war. Your position is important, and you should take it more seriously. What will people think when they learn you left it to come looking for the man who harbors Grima? Nothing good for Ylisse, that much is certain,” He breathed out. Voice a bit harsh considering who was aiming the words at, but his aim was for her better good, and he allowed annoyance to seep into them. He couldn’t risk trying to separate them with a good burst of magic again. Because that had gone so well the first time.  

        He gritted his teeth, and attempted to wiggle out of her grasp without smacking her with his horns, but it limited his movement. His body was already exhausted from the pain placed upon it from Grima, and his aimless wondering across the world didn’t exactly do wonders for it either. “No, even more of a reason to keep this dragon as far away from anyone as possible,” He hissed. “What you want from me, and I want from the reminder of my time are two different things.” Great job. Make your sister feel worse than she already does.

      If he had to make Robin his enemy to ensure her safety, well, he would. Harm her he might not be willing, but murder those men behind her? Well, there was nothing stopping him from attacking them other than the fear of hitting Robin in the process, and that fear was gone now that she was latched firmly onto him; away from the gawking soldiers.

       He felt the hard weight of his tome against his chest still, nestled neatly against his shirt, as he moved. A hand shifting to free its aim from the woman, as he chanted the spell beneath his breath, and felt the warmth in his palm increase before it exploding into a powerful blast of fire towards the soldiers. “Decide now, Robin, your people, or the brother who already has one foot in the grave,” He threatened.

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Robin was starting to lose the battle with herself even though at the moment she had the upper hand against Reflet. Was it really alright to be so selfish again? No it wasn’t, but nothing about this situation was right or fair. Robin was ready to challenge fate all over again if it meant saving Reflet. Even though what he was saying was true she still had to look out for her family as well. Even though she was separated from Chrom and Lucina again as well as Morgan. “You’re my brother Reflet, even though I’m Queen and have my own family to look after, I don’t want to lose you,” she said her voice faltering. “Chrom has everything under control until I can return, he knows how important you are to me.” Robin probably shouldn’t have mentioned her husband since Reflet wasn’t fond of him but it was the truth. Even though she did leave Chrom alone with two children and a entire country to rule. Hopefully he was doing fine…

Reflet tried to wiggle out of her arms again but she still held onto him tightly.  Part of her didn’t know if she was still holding him so he wouldn’t escape or if she needed the comfort. He then went on saying it as better to keep the dragon away and then he said it. Reflet’s words stabbed through any emotional defense she had left and stung her in the heart. Robin’s chest felt heavy and her grip around Reflet loosened significantly. Everything sounded like white noise to her, even as he threatened the soldiers. Every action just felt so empty now and Robin tried hard to gather enough composure to move. She was being selfish, she was always being selfish.

Moving slowly, she managed to get out from under Reflet without pushing him too far away or injuring either of them. Even as she got free she didn’t stand up, she didn’t think she could at the moment. Robin couldn’t face her brother or the soldiers, not with the weakness she was showing. It was pathetic, but the truth was crushing with the unbearable guilt she felt. Everything bad that had happened to Reflet was all of her fault.

“I’m sorry…” she whimpered out hating how weak her voice was. “I-I’m s-so s-sor-ry,” she choked out as she lost the battle as her shoulders shook violently. A sob escaped her throat and her hands formed fists into the snow as she kept her head down low. “Y-You stayed b-because of me… you s-sacrifice s-s-so much j-just t-to keep me h-happy.” Robin tried desperately to stop trying but the sobs only got harder and she tried to at least hide behind a curtain of hair to hide a shred of weakness. She tried so hard to stay strong, but she wasn’t. It was sickening how pathetic and selfish she really was.

“I-I t-tried t-to s-save you, t-tried t-to save everyone. I-In the e-end I-I I just…” Robin couldn’t even think straight anymore. Was Reflet even there anymore or had he left since he was free. She couldn’t tell from staring intently at the ground with blurred vision and the sounds of her sobs covering everything else. She couldn’t stop though the words just kept falling out of her mouth in sobs. “I-m s-so s-sorry R-Reflet. It’s my fault. I-It’s a-all my f-fault! I w-was so sel-selfish and w-weak and… I’m s-orry, I’m s-so sorry…” Robin kept repeating her apology as she finally gave up trying to hold back the rest of the sobs. She wouldn’t blame him at all if he left, he deserved to do one thing for himself other than staying because of her selfishness.

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Come back to Me | Chrom & Robin

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Chrom’s smile wavered to hear Robin speak Reflet’s name. He had known this would come, there was no way she wouldn’t have asked about him. But still he wished he could put off the moment he had to tell his wife her brother was a monster a little bit longer.

“Yes,” he said a little hesitantly, “Reflet is… in the castle.” He was reluctant to meet her eyes, and instead watched their boots. “But… Robin,” he sighed heavily. “Reflet isn’t—he isn’t, well, the same as he was.” The arm he had wrapped around her waist loosened slightly, before he was able to muster himself again and look her in the eyes. “Robin, how much do you remember?” a sudden horrible thought washed over him. “You do, you remember most of it, right? You don’t have amnesia again, do you!?” His eyes were wide in concern, panicked at the vague thought that she might have forgotten all about how she knew him. What would he do? If he had gone all this way to find her and she barely remembered who he was?

He shook his head vigorously. “No, that was stupid, forgive me,” he muttered, “You wouldn’t let me be this close to you if you didn’t remember…” She had hugged him after all, and she knew enough to ask about Reflet…. Reflet! Gods he had gotten sidetracked.

He laughed shakily, “Sorry, I’ve been a bit of a mess lately,” he shook his head again, this time more in exasperation with himself than in an attempt to clear it of hasty conclusions “I had hoped you wouldn’t have to see me like this. But really, ever since you’ve been gone,” his voice shook again, threatening to break again. “Things have been so much worse than I ever would have thought. Reflet, it’s been worse for Reflet. He’s… he’s…” Chrom struggles for words. Being possessed by the very evil you almost died to defeat? That wasn’t exactly something he could just say. But he had to. “Reflet—Grima is… inhabiting… Reflet’s body.” He winced. That came out awfully. “He’s still the same, but he’s…violent. More than he ever has been.” He didn’t even want to try and tell about how Reflet seemed to have a deep rooted desire to eat him. “I—I didn’t know what to do.” He clenched his jaw hard, trying not to let anything resembling a sob slip through his teeth, but the shaking of his shoulders gave him away nonetheless. “Robin, I’m so sorry.” He released her waist, instead taking her hands in his. It didn’’t feel right to hold her so when he was telling her how badly he had treated her twin. “But, yes, Reflet is in the castle. I had no choice but to lock him there.”

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Robin noticed that Chrom’s smile faltered a bit when she asked about Reflet which worried about her.  He hesitantly replied that Reflet was in the castle but he wasn’t making eye contact with her anymore. She was concerned about what happened and knit her brow together in confusion as he said Reflet wasn’t Reflet. Hoping he would explain further he asked how much she had remembered. She tried to think back on if she remembered everything before disappearing but then Chrom panicked.

She didn’t have any time to respond as Chrom  questioned if she had amnesia. Before she could answer he apologized for even asking. Shaking her head she said quietly, “It’s okay.” He then replied that he had been a mess lately and Robin felt her heart drop into her stomach. His voice shook as he told he that he didn’t want her to see him like this. Robin just felt incredibly guilty that she had been gone for so long.

Chrom then went on to trying to explain what was going on with Reflet. She waited patiently knowing that he was struggling for words and she didn’t want to pressure him into answering her. It was clear that whatever happened was quite serious. Then the truth came out, as soon as Chrom told her Grima was in Reflet’s body her eyes widened. She remembered now. Robin remembered Reflet stepping in front of her. She had hoped that she had saved him, that she saved them all. But in the end Reflet just ended up having to protect her again. “Oh gods…” she muttered trying to deal with the new guilt she was feeling.

It felt the words Chrom was saying about her brother were just sitting in her brain. She tried to process what he was saying to her but she just couldn’t believe it. She looked up at Chrom and noticed that his shoulders were shaking just making the guilt weigh on her more. He had to lock up Reflet away in order to keep people safe it sounded like, and she didn’t blame him. He had removed his arm from her waist and instead held her hands and she felt like she was going to fall apart now.

Taking a deep shaky breath she removed one of her hands from his and instead lifted it up to his face. Stroking his cheek softly she kept her hand resting there to make better eye contact. “Chrom… this is not your fault.” Robin said quietly truly believing it. She hardly even noticed that she had repeated his words against him. “You had to do what you had to do to keep the people of Ylisse safe,” she added on hoping that she was reassuring him at least a little bit. “I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there, that I wasn’t there for you and Reflet,” she apologized her voice shaking slightly now. Robin had hoped that she had become a bit stronger but it was clear now that she hadn’t at all.  

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I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

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         Nothing could have prepared him for Robin’s following actions. Every part of him having assumed she would have released him in order to avoid the flames spreading around her feet. But, no, instead he felt her grip around him tighten, and his body went rigid. No, he didn’t want her to get hurt, and fear weaved its way into his mind. Was she willing to get burned if it meant he couldn’t retreat from her? But before he could entertain the horrific thought for long, Robin leapt from the snow. The force of her weight against his weakened body, sending them both towards the ground.

       He didn’t have time to react, as Robin shoved him out of the way pf the ground, planning to take the blunt of the fall herself. Though, he tried to shift them, he was out of time, and they smacked into the cold ground. A hiss of concern slipping from his mouth when he heard the sound of Robin’s body colliding with the thick snow. And he tried to turn his head to look at her, but he was forced to stare straight, not wanting to smack her with the horns he prayed hadn’t hit her in the fall. A curse slipping past his broken lips, as he tried to wiggle out of her grasp to make sure she was all right. But his sister had no intention of letting go, and he still found himself restrained by her tight embrace. Perhaps even more so now that her legs were wrapped around his.

         “Robin!” He called out, not in anger, but concern. Whatever desire he had to pry himself from her arms draining slowly out of the fear of injuring her in the process. He had never intended to harm her with his little stunt, but, here they were, plastered against the one another in the snow like a couple of kids having an argument.

         Recovering from the fall, Robin managed to find her breath to speak once again. His expression softening, but the pit in his stomach not willing to vanish. His chest felt heavy with grief and guilt, but he had done enough damage as it was. So much of him wished his sister wasn’t so stubborn, but it wasn’t as if she had ever listened to him in the first place. This was nothing new, and no amount of begging on his part would be enough to convince her to release him from the powerful hold she had on him.

           His lips pressured together, and he hesitated. He could lie. The thought lingered in his mind. If he claimed he would go with her, how much time would he have after she let him go to escape? Could he even manage something like that with this ruined body of his? And would she keep searching for him instead of returning to her home? Could he truly even bring himself to lie his sister?

           A sigh expelled itself from his mouth. He knew he couldn’t lie to her. Not even now. “Please never do that again,” He pleaded, as he tried to regain his will to argue with her, even to just speak some sense into her would be enough. “Robin, please. I doubt have much longer,” He began. He had always known his life would be short, but now he could feel it slipping away from him. This, however, was not a though that distressed him, instead, it brought him peace of mind. “I do not have a place with you anymore. You are better off leaving me here. I will only end up harming you, if I return.” He wasn’t sure if anything he could tell her would convince her to leave without him, but he wasn’t about to give up yet. 

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Robin tried to catch her breath as she continued lying in the snow keeping her grip on Reflet. He was trying to struggle out of her grip at first but was slowly giving up. Her cloak was now soaking went and her face felt numb as she was laying in the thick snow. Still she refused to loosen her grip on her twin brother even as his back had some hard protruding bumps that were digging into her.

He pleaded for her to not do it again and she shook her head while in the snow. “I didn’t plan for that to happen,” she tried to defend herself pouting a bit. It was his fault for using the fire in the first place. At least they managed to avoid crashing into the solid ground or that would have really hurt. He then told her he doubted he had much time left and she shook her head.

Robin knew from Chrom that Grima had destroyed Reflet’s body and that it would likely kill him. She didn’t enjoy hearing that though and tried to swallow the lump in her throat. “Even more reason to spend your last moments with your family then…” she answered quietly refusing to loosen her grip or to let Reflet go.

“I don’t want you to die alone somewhere in the snow,” she added on trying to keep her voice level. Her husband’s hope had rubbed off on her and part of her believed that there was a chance to save Reflet. If she was saved maybe he would be too. Even if their situations were very different. She had to believe that there was a chance to save her twin brother. And even if there wasn’t she wanted to spend as much time as she could with him. Even if he didn’t like Chrom or her children she still wanted him nearby. Robin felt horribly guilty for being so selfish but it was the only thing she could do to keep herself from falling apart.

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Come back to Me | Chrom & Robin

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If Chrom had his way, he would never let Robin go again. He had spent enough nights missing her embrace to ever voluntarily separate. He’d carry her back to the castle if that was what it would take to keep her in his arms, but with the strength with which Robin was clinging to him, he could tell that she was as keen to stay as they were as he was.

She pulled back to look at him, and Chrom was infinitely glad to see her smiling again. He chuckled softy, reaching a hand to caress her cheek, wiping her tears back gently with his thumb.  Her words gave him hope. They would be able to more than make up for half a year apart with the lifetime they had ahead of them. “It would certainly seem so. Even death itself couldn’t you from me.”

Still smiling broadly, he turned around, spotting the small company he had left behind in his haste. He raised a hand, signaling that at long last their search had been successful. A messenger would be sent back in advance to the castle, to make things ready for their return.

 He leaned down to briefly kiss the top of her head before tenderly pressing his forehead to hers. “Let’s go home, shall we?” he said, his voice soft. With Robin back it really would feel like home again. 

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As Robin looked up at Chrom he chuckled a bit before caressing her cheek and wiping away some of her tears. She looked up at his blue eyes for a moment as her heart fluttered in her chest. There was no way she could express how grateful she was to have a second chance. When she did the final strike Robin truly thought that it was the end for her. The only solace she had in those moments was knowing that she had saved her family. She had secured the future for them, or at least she thought.

Robin wasn’t sure if she was done crying now or not. She couldn’t help but laugh under her breath as Chrom told her that she wouldn’t let death keep her away. “Somebody told me to keep fighting back,” she said quietly her voice threatening to crack again. Robin wasn’t used to be so emotional but this was obviously an exception. Her smile never fell away as she found herself unable to look away from her love as he turned to address others.

When she looked over she was surprised to see Lissa among the search party and Robin felt herself getting emotional again. She had just assumed that everyone would have gone off after the war, but they still had hope that she would return. Chrom raised a hand to signal that the search was over as Robin fought against a new wave of tears at this development.

Chrom turned back to her and Robin once again looked up at him as their foreheads touched. She couldn’t help but giggle slightly as the happiness seemed to bubble out of her chest. “Sounds like a great plan,” she whispered as he spoke of going home. Robin was still curious though about what happened to Reflet after everything. She knew he was never fond of Chrom but she couldn’t help but wonder if Reflet left Ylisse or if he stayed in the castle. “Is Reflet there?” she asked curiosity getting the best of her. She really did want to see her brother again, but she wasn’t sure how easy it would actually be.

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I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

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     He was ashamed of himself. For ever allowing Robin to come so close to him with the visage he wore. Never had he wanted to set his eyes on his sister again; it was enough for him to know what she had come back from the dead. To know that she had a life with Chrom waiting for her, and that happiness could still find its way into her life without him. But now he could feel his heart ripping apart. He had ruined everything. He had allowed himself to be caught, and now he yearned for the times when he could laugh carelessly with his sister. When he could see her smile so radiantly, and love so truly. But with these eyes, he could never see her for who she was, and she could certainty not spend her time with him so casually.

     “I know,” He breathed. But she was better off without him. She always had been. Her kindness was wasted on him; he had never deserved it in the first place. His hand tightened around hers for a brief moment. Perhaps he could still return? But the thought was a fleeting one. He had fought with Chrom when he had last seen the man. He would only end up ruining her chance at happiness. And she deserved all of the joy in the words for what she had done for it.

       He wanted to see her, and spend time with her. But he couldn’t. He had proven so much when he had attacked her. His own sister. He wasn’t worthy of the chance to find a place supporting her. He dropped his hand to his side, but she was holding onto him so tightly that he doubted he could manage to easily wiggle out of her grasp. And her weight against him was the only thing keeping him from fleeing. He had faith that if he made it to the forest, he could lose the horses.

       “Go home, Robin,” He stated, turning his head slightly to look over his shoulder at her. A gentle smile gracing his features. “Your family is waiting for you.” He uttered the words quietly, softly. He felt the guilt overwhelm him, and he knew his options were limited. There was only so much he could do, but he had already made up his mind. He could not return with her. He could not spend his time as if nothing had happened, as if was human. He could not drag her down with him.

     His fingers twitched, and he prayed to a God that had long since left him behind, and he reached his free hand to his chest. He could feel the weight of the tome pressing against his chest, and he took a breath. If she never forgave him, he would be fine with that. Heat rose within his palm, and without hesitation or warning, he released a powerful roar of flames towards Robin and the man gathered around them.

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Robin kept her hold on Reflet as they stood there for a long moment. She didn’t really have a plan for once she found him. All she knew was that she wanted him to come home. Now that she finally found him the only tactic she could think of was to hold him to keep him in place and try to convince him to go home. For a moment she thought that he might return but once he started to speak again she swallowed thickly knowing that he was set in his ways.His hand left her’s as Reflet turned to face her. He told her to go home and that her family was waiting. Before she had a chance to protest flames burst towards her feet.

Robin tried to avoid the flame gracefully, but there were conflicting orders in her mind. Her arms tightened around her brother instinctively as the rest of her body dodged out of the way causing her to lose her footing. Tightening her grip even more around Reflet she realized that they were both going down and there was nothing to stop them. Squeaking in surprise of the events she moved to take the fall for them. He already had enough problems to deal with other getting crushed by his sister or getting his new horns stuck into the ground.

With a loud “oof” Robin landed on her back as the wind got knocked out of her. Her arms were still tightly wrapped around Reflet and her legs were now tangled around his. The pose kind of reminded her of a child trying to stop a parent from leaving by wrapping themselves around their leg. It was kind of fitting in a way since Robin was trying to stop Reflet from leaving again. If he left there was no way in knowing if she would ever see him again, and that thought just hurt too much.

Taking a moment to get her breath back Robin kept her arms tightly wrapped around Reflet hoping that this would stop him from casting anymore spells or trying to run. “You’re my family too Reflet..” she finally was able to say out of breath. “It’s not home without you,” she added on shakily growing more afraid that he was going to leave her.

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{I’m sorry yours looks bad cause my dog is a butt. Image}

"I love you too Reflet"

[[Omg I laughed really hard I should have expected this.]]

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I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

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     He couldn’t hear her protest; her desire to stay, or see the heartache that painted her features. Even the bitter sensation of the cold air burning his skin could be felt by the former tactician. And the presence of his own sister before him had vanished from his mind. A darkness blinding his vision for only a moment, yet that brief time felt like an eternity to the man trapped within his own body. Senses dulled to nothingness, and he felt his grip on reality slowly slip between his rushing fingers. But why, why was he fighting? What was he afraid of? There was nothing there. Yet, he could feel his body lunging for something, but his hands no longer felt like his own. Moving on some command and desire he didn’t give them.

      The thickness of the snow held him back for a moment, weighing him down, and he felt it wrap around his ankles like chains. Yanking him, and restraining him. His frantic mind unable to separate itself from the pressure of his own mind, even as Robin shouted, and the men backed away. He could not hear them. Only vaguely aware of his own presence within his body. It was suffocating, as if he could feel the fell dragon’s talons wrapping tightly around his throat, clawing his skin raw.

       This wasn’t him. He wasn’t moving. And he felt his hold on reality returning to him. The chill of the air against his skin. The stench of fear, and the sounds of horses shifting. All of it was flooding back to him, as he tried to shove Grima’s grasp from his person. The feeling of his own limbs retuning to him, as he felt his shift. Vision slowly returning to him, as the world began to move again.

      The sound of his sister’s voice made his body go rigid, snapping him back to reality, and making him stumble forward in his motion. Eyes widening in horror as Robin took him into her arms, holding onto him as tightly as she could. The warmth of her pressing into his back, as she shouted into his ears. Protesting the words he knew he had spoken just moments ago despite the fact that it had felt like centuries to him.

       And then he finally managed to piece together the pieces; realizing what he had done. He had attacked his sister. The most precious person to him; the person that had always been with him. He had lost himself, and in that moment he had struck at her. The fact a horrific one to the man, as he stood frozen within her grasp for a long moment. How could he? How? The question repeated in his mind; swirling around his head. No. Anything. Anything would have been better than this. His sister had seen everything he had become, and he had tried to harm her. He was nothing but a monster now. A shell for Grima, and nothing could change this now.

        “Robin, please,” He pleaded, reaching his trembling hands up to rest them against Robin’s. Wrapping his fingers around hers, and pressing them to his chest. Holding onto them for a moment, if only for the reason that he knew he would not be able to hold her in his arms again. “Get away from me.” His voice was soft. Quiet and weak. “Please, Robin, you must leave me.” He couldn’t trust himself now. He had tried to hurt her, and nothing he could do would be able to atone for his actions. He knew, in his heart, that there was always a chance he would try to harm her again. And he would never be able to live with himself if he managed to hurt her. He loved her too dearly to allow her to be near the beast he had become.

[black-crow-droning-on]

Robin kept a hold of Reflet as he froze suddenly. He wasn’t attacking again or protesting her hug which was good. She could hear the restlessness of the group around her but she didn’t care about them at the moment. Robin knew that they were safe, but she didn’t know how Reflet’s wellbeing was at the moment. He moved his trembling hands to her’s as he accepted her embrace making her sadly smile.

Reflet pleaded with her to get away but she simply shook her head against his back. She didn’t say anything for a moment as he once again quietly asked her to leave. Shaking her head again she tightened her hug a bit, careful not to hurt him. There so many things she wanted to say to him, but now that she actually found him her mind went blank. A part of her felt guilty that this happened to him, knowing what had happened to him was to save her from Grima.

If only she was stronger, then maybe she would have been able to protect her brother. Maybe she wouldn’t have harmed Chrom at all even though he didn’t blame her. All she knew was that Reflet always looked after her and Robin felt like she didn’t nearly do enough for him. Her mind remained blank as she struggled to find the words still holding her brother. It was hard to think of him being gone from her life forever, and Robin didn’t know what she would do if she couldn’t convince him to come back with her.

Swallowing thickly Robin kept her head pressed against Reflet’s back before saying sadly, “I just found you Reflet, why would I leave you.” She didn’t care that he had six eyes, horns growing out of his head, and a part of Grima inside of him. Reflet was still her older brother and nothing would ever change that. Even if he argued otherwise, she would tell him exactly what was on her mind.

[eminence-exalted]

Come back to Me | Chrom & Robin

[eminence-exalted]

Chrom pulled Robin to her feet, accepting her arms round him immediately and returning the embrace with equal fervor. “Welcome back,” He managed to say, his voice only now threatening to break. He could feel her shoulders shake with tears, and almost unconsciously moved to soothingly stroke her hair, putting himself at ease as much as it was an attempt to reassure her.

He laughed, feeling slightly out of place for being so happy while his wife cried into his chest. But he couldn’t help it. In that moment all his problem’s seemed to have faded into the distance. They could return to the capitol, resume the lives that Grima had so badly displaced. Lucina would have her mother back, and even though she was barely over a year old, Chrom knew that she’d be just as happy at her return as he was. 

Even as far as Reflet was concerned, he had a new hope. If Robin could be reclaimed from Grima’s power, then surely he could be as well. He had been as damaged by Robin’s disappearance as any of them. Perhaps now, with her back, they could resume the palace life they had lead after the war with Plegia had ended.

Even as Robin mumbled apologies into his shirt, Chrom could only laugh. “My love, whatever for? You were so brave, and so strong.” He trailed off, pressing his face into her hair. “And in the end you kept your promise, you came back home.” He swallowed thickly, suppressing what threatened to be tears. They didn’t both need to be sobbing wrecks in their moment of reunion.

[black-crow-droning-on]

Robin kept holding onto Chrom as he wrapped his arms around her as well. A part of her felt like she didn’t deserve to cry at the moment. Sure she had died, but it only felt like a few moments to her. To Chrom and Reflet she had no idea how long it was for them. Lucina probably didn’t even remember who she was now.  Robin barely got to spend any time with her before the War and she had no idea how old her daughter would be now.

She felt Chrom’s chest move as he laughed and it comforted her strangely. Robin was glad that he was happy again and prayed to the Gods that this wasn’t some weird afterlife dream. Maybe life would finally return to normal now, or at least as normal as she could imagine. Robin didn’t spend much time home but she wanted to stay there for as long as possible.

Chrom just laughed at her apology before complimenting how she was during the last battle. Robin couldn’t help but laugh along with him feeling like a burden was lifted from her chest. She was glad he wasn’t mad with her, and a part of her wondered why she ever thought he would be in the first place/ Hopefully

Reflet wouldn’t be mad at her too, he understood why she did it right? Hearing her husband’s last words she smiled even more the tears still streaming. They weren’t from guilt anymore though, no, Robin was truly happy. Pulling back so she could look up at Chrom she smiled softly. “And I’m staying this time,” Robin said hoping that she could keep her word on that.

[eminence-exalted]

Come back to Me | Chrom & Robin

The skyline was clear of clouds, the sun shining brightly, but not harshly, on the expanses of land that lay at Chrom’s feet. Everyday that passed in this manner he was grateful for. If by some chance today was the day that Robin made her reappearance into this world, he could rest easy knowing that she wouldn’t be stranded in some muddy field being drenched by rain.

Some might say that he’d spent more days that he could count trying to track down her wearabouts, but he could in fact name every single day that he had spent in her absence, remembered every path that he had trecked and retraced with his sister in the hopes that they would find the girl just as they had years ago. Back then it had been by pure miracle, it seemed that it was harder to recreate such an event on purpose.  

The sun was still fairly high in the sky, but it had started it’s downward arc already. Chrom sped up, the sinking knowledge that no matter what he may hope and believe about Robin returning, the chances of them having spent another day in fruitless search was an increasingly looming possibility weighing heavily on his chest. It compounded with the fatigue he already been prone to falling prey too, bringing out his breath in harsher and harsher gasps. His quickened footsteps had left Lissa a ways behind him, and he was rather grateful that she couldn’t see him struggling to keep this pace so.

They ploughed on, off the well worn road and across the shifting expanse of grass that lay before them. It would have been beautiful, the rippling waves or verdant grass almost hypnotic in the wind that riffled through it. But nothing would have made it more beautiful than to find the sleeping form of the person Chrom desired most to see.  

So fixated on what he wanted to see, Chrom almost passed up the disruption in the grasses waving patterns, convinced for a moment that he had imagined it, as he had imagined it around every bend he had taken since her disappearance. Yet as he moved towards it, he realized that it was more than a figment of his wishful imagination.

His slow disbelieving footsteps quickened, before breaking into an all-out run for the place where the grass had been pressed flat. His heart pounding in his throat, he felt none of the exhaustion he had only moments prior. He almost didn’t dare to get his hopes up, but when he finally reached the place his feet brought him to an abrupt stop and he could have cried for the immediate relief that washed over him. There she lay, like the moment when he had first met her. “Robin,” he murmured, and almost as if in response to his voice she began to show signs of life. He bent down, extending his hand to help her to her feet, “I see you’re awake,” he smiled gently, “There are better places to take a nap then on the ground, you know.”

[black-crow-droning-on]

The last thing Robin ever wanted to do was to break her promise to Chrom.  She couldn’t live though if it meant a horrible future. Her life wasn’t worth the fact that Grima would return in the future. No one should have to deal with it. It was a heavy burden to leave on her brother and Chrom but she believed that they were strong enough to carry it. Lucina and Morgan deserved better than a grim future hanging over them once again. Before Chrom or Reflet had the chance to stop her she did the finishing blow. Fading away from the world, Robin tried to keep a brave face on. She had thought that she saved everyone but in one last moment Reflet once again protected her. And then there was nothing.

It stayed like that for a while, that horrible nothingness. Robin wasn’t aware how long it had been until she had felt a slight breeze. She didn’t budge; her mind was still horribly empty. Her surroundings barely registered in her still sleeping mind. The grass brushing against her skin, the breeze that slightly moved her hair, it all meant nothing. There were faint footsteps that got louder and closer. Nothing stirred her though, not until he spoke.

The painfully familiar voice shook through her, making her heart throb and stirring the memories. Opening her eyes she saw a familiar scene, just like the first time they met. He spoke as if nothing had happened and already her sight began to blue as she looked up at him in disbelief, a small smile on her face. “Chrom…”

Without hesitation she took his hand and got herself up. Robin wrapped her arms around him burying her face into his chest. “I’m so sorry,” she cried out not hiding her feelings for once. She didn’t know how long she had left him with Lucina and her brother for and the guilt for the pain she undoubtedly caused crushed her. Robin held onto him tightly as if she were disappearing again if she let go. She didn’t know if she would ever feel his warmth again and Robin felt guilty for immediately sobbing on him as soon as she woke up.

[devour-the-crooked]

I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

[devour-the-crooked]

      Fear, and uncertainty lingered in the chilledair as his gaze held theirs. Eyes swirled upon his visage, waiting for the fool that would make the first move. His fingers flexed, tensing, as claws readied themselves. Yet, still they remained. Uneasy, and rigid. He, of course, knew they would not dare attempt to murder him. He was certain the Exalt would have forbidden them from doing so, but their unwillingness to fight him made him suspicious. Had Chrom himself come to fetch him this time? Though, the idea was illogical. He didn’t have time to waste on some wild goose chase. Then…

       His eyes widened as a figure shifted through the crowd, halting before him. Instinctively taking a step back, as his mind flew into a panic. Ideas racing endlessly around his head, as guilt welled up within his gut. Regret and fear drowning out all coherent thoughts, as he stared back at the face that had come to meet him. Body tensing and jaw locking, as he tried to swallow his rage at the sound of his name leaving her lips.  

       “No,” He hissed through clenched teeth. His voice inhuman in nature, as it rumbled in his throat. Trembling hands moved to clutch onto his aching head, as if to deny the presence being standing before him. “No…” He repeated, lips pulling back into a snarl, as he growled the word. Head shaking slowly, as he tried to will away the sight of his sister. All rational thought drained from his frantic mind. No, not even in his final moments could his deepest desires have been granted; to never allow Robin to see him this way. But now she stood before him, alive and well, staring upon his hideous visage. Everything he had never wanted now within the grasp of his shaking hands, and he wished for nothing more than for his body to rip him to shreds where he stood. Not even the bitter cold of the winter caressing his skin was enough to snap him back into the reality of the situation.

        And then he snapped. All sense leaving him, as whatever faith he had been clinging onto so tightly left him. “Get away from me!” His hands lowered from his head; jaw dislodging itself, as his mouth pulled back. Extended canines barred like that of a wild animal’s, as his skin stretched and popped in order to allow his lips to extend. Fingers twitching, as his eyes narrowed their focus. Shifting entirely onto the woman before him.

          “Leave!” He shouted, panic rising in his raspy, broken voice. His boot sliding in the snow, closing the distance he had taken care to create just moments ago. The overwhelming stench of fear taking over the air, as he could sense the soldiers around them shifting; coming closer to him. “Get away!” As if they would listen to his threats and pleas. His vision blurring for a moment in his rage and fear, distorting into a deep red, and he panicked. His heart fluttering, as his stomach churned. Instinct drove him in his brief moment of blindness, and his claws lashed out, striking at Robin.

[black-crow-droning-on]

Robin stared at her brother for a long moment still trying to process everything. The only movement she made was her chest moving as her breath disappeared in the cold winter day. Her feet moved forward a bit trying to get closer, but Reflet just stepped farther away. His voice was different as he was not too happy to see her and Robin tried to take a deep breath to remain calm. She knew he wouldn’t be happy to see her like this, but it didn’t hurt any less.

Reflet kept repeating no and Robin never wanted nothing more than to console him.  She took another step forward trying to find her voice as he continued having a breakdown. No matter what form he was in he was still her twin brother. She didn’t even know that to say as he continued screaming in that inhuman voice.

He started to scream for her to get away but she shook her head. “I-I’m not leaving Reflet,” she responded finally founding her voice. It betrayed her though, she wasn’t able to hide the heartache she felt for her brother. The commander and the rest of their party was growing restless and Robin reached out a hand toward them, “Stay back,” she said quietly wishing to give her brother at least some space.

One last inhuman scream for her to get away and Robin stubbornly shook her head. Even as her brother’s appearance started changing even more. Her eyes widened as her breath stopped in her throat again. It was horrifying and Robin never felt such hatred toward something as she felt for that dragon that he was now joined with.

Robin stood her ground even as Reflet told her to leave. She saw the dragon take over as it charged for her. “Get back!” she called to the group not wanting them to get harmed for her. She was able to sidestep in time before his claws  had the chance to shred her skin. Maneuvering quickly she slipped behind her brother.

Before he had another chance to strike Robin wrapped her arms around him. Burying her face into his back, she held onto him as tightly as possible. “I’m not leaving you Reflet!” she shouted preparing for any attack he had for her in this state. She could feel where some of the skin had turned to scale but that didn’t matter. She missed her brother and like hell she would let Grima keep her away from him anymore.

[devour-the-crooked]

I Bet My Life~Robin & Reflet

A frigid breeze chipped away at bare shoulders, as hot breath extended into the chilled air. Mixing in visible puffs before his chapped lips, as a gloved hand moved to rub at his chin. The skin cold to his numbing fingers, as he ran his arm across his mouth. Smearing the blood that had collected on his visage onto his worn gloves. Distorting their already abused surface even more. Running his hand through his hair, he gave himself a brief moment to breathe. The moment of peace, however, was fleeting, and he could hear the approaching of horses and foot soldiers not far off. A curse exhaled itself from his lungs, and he shoved himself off from the tree that had been supporting his frail body.

Red irises glared in the direction of the unneeded noise, and he took off. Boots scrapping across the fresh snow, and solid dirt, as his lungs heaved from the effort his body was forced to waste. Barely managing to dodge through the trees, and avoid tripping over the stones in his path. He could feel his heart threatening to rip from his chest, and lungs desperately attempting to pump air into his body. Both at their limit, yet he kept running, even as the cold nipped away at his skin. Shivers rocking his spine, as he moved. His head throbbing, and body aching with the demands he was placing upon it.

He inhaled sharply, trying to will away the pain, but his concentration was blurring. And his foot hit a root, sending him stumbling down into the ground. A groan of pain hissing through tightened lips as he collided with the solid surface. Rolling quickly onto his hands and knees, as his scaled fingers curled against the snow. Heaving as he tried to catch his breath, the metallic taste of blood sweeping across his tongue as he tried to swallow the liquid. His eyes snapped shut for a moment to collect themselves, blurring slightly even as he tried to focus on the sounds of the group coming towards him. His body would give out before he could lose them. He knew that much. No man could outrun a horse, but especially not a man with his body.

But returning was not an option; he would not be captured. He would die before he ever allowed himself to catch a glimpse of his sister again, or rather, before he ever let her see him like this. His hand curled into a fist against the dirt, teeth sinking into his bottom lip. Oh, her knew exactly what he had become. He hardly needed to see his own face to know. Forcing his eyes open, he shoved himself onto his knees. Gasping for air, as he tried to give his body a moment to rest. But it was a moment he didn’t have, and he forced himself onto his legs. Turning to face the oncoming ground. A glare setting itself into his cruel features.

He went rigid, as the horses slowed upon seeing him. Their commander directing part of the group to surround him, as he approached. Reflet’s gaze wandered only briefly to watch where they placed themselves before returning their leader. A sly grin pulling onto his features, as he rolled his shoulders back. Standing tall despite his odds. Hands flexing, as he toyed with the idea of shredding their flesh with the claws upon his fingers, but he wasn’t fool enough to fight an entire group.

“Fight me, and you will die.” Confident was his voice, as he stared the other man down. He would sooner die than return to the castle. He would set foot in that country again, even if he had wound the men and women who served his sister; he would not return. He would not allow his sister to see him. He would pay for his crimes soon enough anyway, the least Naga could do was grant this sinner his one final wish.

[black-crow-droning-on]

Robin watched her breath fade away into the chilly air. She was following this group who was on a hunt for someone who didn’t want to be found. Reflet… why did he have to leave? Why did Grima have to ruin their lives even more than it already had? How much more did she have to lose? Robin aimlessly followed the group as the commander picked up a lead. Her hood covered her face in an attempt to keep her warm. She hadn’t expected to be so far from the rest of her family in Ylisse but this was something she had to do. Robin had to find Reflet before it was too late.

Keeping up with the group Robin remembered not to push herself too much. She had promised Chrom that she would at least try to take it easy. He would be busy at home with baby Morgan and toddler Lucina causing chaos. Hopefully she would be able to find Reflet and return soon.

Just as she thought that her twin brother came into view. Robin stopped in her tracks as she looked at what Grima had done to him. Even though Chrom had told her what had happened she couldn’t really believe it. He definitely looked nothing like the picture Chrom attempted to draw of him. Her breath got caught in her throat as her mind tried to process that this was real. Everything just felt like a blur at the moment.

The group had surrounded him and Reflet hadn’t caught sight of her yet. Robin stayed back for another long moment before her feet moved on its own. She removed her hood before pushing through the crowd, standing before Reflet. So many emotions swirled through her; joy at seeing her brother again, anger at Grima, and incredible guilt. If only she had been strong enough, if only she was able to give her brother as much happiness as he ensured her.

After another long moment Robin finally found her voice. “Reflet…” she spoke her voice shaking slightly. She wasn’t afraid of him, a part of her told her she should be. There was no way Reflet would ever harm her though, even if he was fused with Grima.