[✍️EDITING] Children of Legend | Fire Emblem Awakening

⚜Lucina Chapter 1⚜

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Chapter One

Lucina liked sleeping. Not because she was lazy or because she didn't like working, but because the realm of the unconscious was a heck of a lot better than reality. In her dreams, she could experience the world as it had been...before Grima had decided to sink its evil fangs into it.

But as with every dream, you have to wake up eventually.

On this particular morning, Lucina woke up on the cold, hard ground, curled into the fetal position for warmth. She was buried under a pile of leaves, and their earthen smell clogged her nostrils. Lucina listened first for the sound of footsteps, enemies, but when she heard none, Lucina slowly began to unfurl her body, accidentally poking Severa in the eye with her heel in the process. The girl was lying somewhere alongside Lucina's body.

"Eep!" Severa squeaked. She sat upright quickly, making her ponytails, coated in leaves, fly up with her. She covered her eye and glared at Lucina. "That was totally not necessary," she snapped. "Aren't you supposed to try to wake me up by yelling and pouring water on me before you start with the kicking?"

"I apologize," Lucina said, wincing as she rubbed her back. "I didn't mean to hit you, Severa."

"Ugh." The girl lowered her hand, and Lucina flinched-Severa's eye was already turning blue. This definitely wouldn't help the girl's inferiority complex. "Well," Severa said, "you're just lucky that there weren't any Risen nearby."

The two girls stood up and began dusting the sticky leaves off of their bodies. It was a cold morning. The forest that surrounded them on all sides allowed hardly a speck of sunlight to reach them. Not that the sun shined very much these days. Storms were more common now than sunny days. It had rained last night-the forest was heavy with the scent of rainwater, and the chill had invaded Lucina's bones, making them feel brittle. The freezing night under wet leaves had not helped either.

But according to Laurent, the Risen flocked to warm bodies like bees to honey. The cold leaves, apparently, would lower their body temperature enough for them to rest undetected.

As if on cue, Laurent's hand appeared from within the recesses of the gigantic pile of leaves. He scratched at the mud for a moment before managing to drag himself out from underneath. Leaves coated him from head to toe, even sticking to his spectacles.

"Well, that could have gone better," he said grumpily, slapping the leaves off of himself as he stood up. "I've got the worst backache right now."

"Blame yourself, genius," Severa said, just as grouchy. But Severa was always grouchy, for some reason or another. "You're the one who wanted to snooze in a haystack. We could have just slept up in the trees, but someone wouldn't listen to reason."

Laurent adjusted his wizard's hat, a momento from his mother. "Don't talk to me like that," he said. "I daresay that we'd all have broken spines instead of backaches if we'd taken to the trees. I'd like to see you try to lift a sword when you're quadriplegic, Severa."

They began arguing-a bit of a constant, where Severa's hardheadedness and Laurent's tongue were concerned-but Lucina quickly cut it off by saying, "Where's Gerome?"

As if on cue, the wyvern rider crawled out from under the leaves. He, too, was covered in leaves, but unlike the others, he didn't complain about it. He began plucking them from out of his blue, swept-back hair and adjusted his ever-present mask. He didn't say anything, just nodded good morning to Lucina and began to check his gear.