Just Fire Emblem Things

All Drabbles Put Together:The End :)

I didn't realize at the time that our very own kingdom of Plegia was on the brink of very destruction. I was so young but instincts told me to look for Gangrel; my own Father. He was out in that chaos and madness and I needed to find him now. I raced out onto the battle field no weapons or anything to protect myself from Ylisse's very onslaught against my own kingdom...we've done nothing wrong. Father kept telling me he needed this fire emblem to restore our ran down kingdom..it was dying from poverty and something needed to be done about it. Everyday our own people were dying from wars and battles like this....it needed to stop Father was trying to stop the war not make it worse..he didn't care about Validar or his Grimeal...he just needed a pure gem to restore something he cared for....as I raced passed dead and wounded soldiers dying in the flames of war I found my Father fighting another male. "FATHER!!! FATHER I FINALLY FO-" It's as if everything began to run in slow motion...I just witnessed the death of my father at the hands of Ylisse's great Exalted....Gangrel had finally fallen in his very own soiled blood, dropping his crown..... "FATHER!!!!!!!!!!" My eyes were clouded with tears and I raced to his body my hands stained in his blood. I looked up at the very monster who took his life...I shook in fear as his blade was covered in red liquid.... "W-why....?" I asked quietly as if I was going to get a reply...but I remembered his face...it was burned deep into my memory. Blue hair and eyes......Ylisse's exalted... "I'll kill him.......I swear on my very own life I'll kill him for you.........." About a few years had passed on the same exact thing had reoccurred; Ylisse granted Plegia another war that was never asked or called for but we had won it...only leaving me in a silent room looking at the very throne my Father sat and ruled on..."This deafening silence, it will forever and always serve as my crown...I will reclaim this throne as my own for you...." Only hearing the clicks of my shoes I looked out the window the moon shining.... "Father where are you now...? It's been too long.....I haven't slept sound since because everytime I close my eyes I see your death...over and over...." Tears brimmed in my eyes and I balled up my fist. "...Ylisse will pay for this, swear.." I had eyed a crown, a dead kings crown. Chrom's Father took the life of Gangrel-my father. Gangrel only wanted the Fire Emblem to restore Plegia not make the world plummet to Hell like Validar.

I remembered it like it was yesterday..none of what I seen was a dream at all..The Ylissians released an attack against Plegia, for what..? There wasn't a point from my understanding. But when there is war, there is tragedy. Pain changes people, pain hurts people but it fuels them to do more. The once smiling little girl is now a broken ruthless queen. "BEG FOR YOU LIFE!!!" I would always scream those words with a twisted smirk painted on my face, the same words and look her deceased father gave whenever someone tried to size him up. 'War will win us nothing but sadness and pain..' "Damn right it does.....they will pay.." She broke a stone in her hand, she used to wear a heart on her sleeve, for him and for herself. Now it's all bleak.... "Milady, they've arrived." "Excellent." The soldier follows the woman down the corridor her ripped cape flows behind her. The prisoners shiver when they hear her heels clacking against the stone floor. 'I am no pushover. We only have war because no one understands, I will make sure each and every Ylissian falls before there knees and gravel before me.' "So much for peace..peace is a lie and an illusion fools believe in. Isn't that right, Aversa?" "You are right my little queen."

I found out who I was and what exact purpose I had served in this world of war. Conquest was the path I walk all myself when I lived Plegia, the Nohrian siblings seemed to go through the same thing. I had no choice....but no matter what monster I seeked myself out to be, he accepted me. Being the Mad-King's daughter didn't matter in the slightest-nothing in my past matter to my Hoshidan Prince....