So, the bad news is that this is the second to last chapter, and really the last chapter of the story. I didn't think it would be, but I had an idea and I just sort of ran with it.

This story is definitely different then I thought it would be. I thought it was just going to be a straight up romance between Robin and Lucina, but it really just explored story points from different perspectives, which I suppose isn't that bad. I just hope you guys enjoyed it.

"Did you ever think it would come to this?" A dark but familiar voice boomed as Robin approached his dark doppelganger. "The final battle with a demon dragon god, on the said dragon's back, which, in a way, could be seen as your own back." Grima chuckled. "I mean, I know you're a master tactician, Robin, but this is a little excessive."

"Well, I'm just that good." Robin bragged, firing a lightning bolt at Grima.

Grima allowed the bolt to strike him, but flinched as it did. "Huh. Didn't expect that to hurt. I suppose you do have a few trick up your sleeve." He eyed Lucina, who was standing alongside Robin. "And who could forget little Lucina?" He asked, condescendingly. "Aw babe, you had a crush on me? I thought you just saw me as an uncle! I thought you went back in time to stop me, not marry me! You could have just asked!"

"You're a monster!" Lucina shouted at Grima, striking down an approaching Risen in one strike.

"And that must be a big turn on for you, since you married me and whatnot." Grima commented, firing a blast at the couple, who easily dodged it. Robin shot a blast of fire at Grima, causing him to take another step back."That's the last hit you're getting!" Grima growled. "You two aren't going to make this easy for me, are you?"

"Anyone else find the similarities between the two of them a little disturbing?" Chrom asked, fighting off Risen behind Lucina and Robin.

"The difference is that Robin isn't a monster!" Lucina exclaimed.

"What's the matter?" Robin quipped. "I thought we were a master tactician!"

"Oh, I am." Grima said, charging up a larger bolt of energy. "The thing is, when you have as much power as I do, you can throw tactics out the damn window!" He unleashed the blast.

"Lucina! Chrom! Now!" Robin shouted.

The two Exalted crossed their blades, deflecting the large blast.

"Robin!" Chrom shouted. "Go!"

"Going!" Robin exclaimed, ducking under the blast. "I didn't think I'd have to deal with this kind of bullshit when I became a tactician!"

"Are you dead yet?" Grima asked from the other side of the blast. "I mean, take however long you'd like to die. There's no rush for me, since, you know, infinite power."

"Hey, handsome!" Robin exclaimed, pulling out his sword. "Guess who?" Robin exclaimed, striking the dragon.

The energy beam Grima was blasting faded away, and Robin and Grima stood there in silence.

Grima laughed.

"Really? A bronze sword?" Grima asked mockingly.

"I didn't really equip myself for close distance fighting." Robin admitted. "I may not have thought this through."

"I think I'll just eat you." Grima commented with a dark grin. "I bet you taste-" He was interrupted by a shaking. "What?" He looked down, realizing he was fading away. "Oh, come on! Really?! Man, this is bullshit!"

"Don't hate." Robin commented. "Now do me favor and...disappear. Shit." He swore. "I should have thought of a better one liner."

Grima roared at the tactician as he violently evaporated.

"Huh." Robin said, looking down at his own, slightly fading hands. "Guess I'm going to take a few seconds."

He looked over at Lucina. There was a strange combination of relief and anguish on her face, with anguish slowly taking over.

Robin smiled reassuringly at the women he loved, ready to comfort her as he vanished from existence.


And he vanished.

"That was a dick move."

"From what I've observed, you've talked enough. More than anyone asked you to."

"...Really feeling the love here, Naga."

"...You know, you really are a lot like Grima."

"Forgive me if I'm not flattered."

"I mean before he became the Grima that wanted to destroyed the world. He was wise, witty, and compelling. I actually found him rather charming, which is one of the reasons I allowed him to become as powerful as he did. He became interested in a dark power, as most male manakete unfortunately do. By the time I realized he was a threat, it was already too late for me to do anything on my own. The damage was done, he was my equal, and people suffered because of my mistake."

"So you're saying he became a monster...because he was like me? No offense, but I'm not exactly what one would call charming."

"But that's just it. It has everything to do with you. I have some minor omnipresence. I could see slightly into the future of Grima, and, back then, I saw good in his future. As he fell into his dark path, I held onto the hope that he would rise above it, or that it was all going to be for the greater good, but it wasn't."

"And what does that have to do with me?"

"You were the good I saw in his future. You and your bloodline are meant for such good things, such important events. It is not something you can easily dismiss with your outlook. You're a good person, and your ties with your friends and loved ones are strong."

"I have, like, three strong ties, tops. I'd say Lucina, Morgan and Chrom."

"You have incredibly strong ties with all of the Shepherds."

"Bullshit. I didn't really care about them. It just would have been bad for them to die."


"...What? Shocked by how much of an ass I can be?"

"'s just...Have you ever lost something, then found something so similar to it that you wanted to keep it for yourself, but you know you can't because the original is lost?"

"Um...No? I only really remember the last few years, so I don't have much experience with loss."

"...Go, Robin. I fear I've already taken up too much of your time. Live your life, however strange and wonderful it might be."

"Right. Well, I guess it was nice-"

And he vanished.

"...Goodbye, Grima."

"There are better places to take a nap then on the ground, you know." A familiar voice said, as Robin opened his eyes.

"Suck a dick, Chrom." Robin retorted, rubbing his eyes. He pulled back his hand, noticing that his hand was no longer marked. "Well, that's going to save me a lot of money on gloves."

"You need a hand back up, friend?" Chrom asked, shaking a hand.

"Chrom, don't take this the wrong way, but I don't think we need to be any more homoerotic." Robin replied. "Is Lucina here?"

Robin's question was answered with a swift kick to the ribs. He groaned and looked over to the source of the kick, only to be embraced by a blur of long, blue hair.

"..." Robin smiled, and hugged his wife back.

He didn't want to say something and ruin the moment.

He was back with the only people he cared about.

"By the way, I think Naga may have been fucking Grima."

Sometimes he couldn't stop himself.

Grima was really fun to write. I had Robin's voice down for a while, so I wanted to find a way to reflect that in Grima. I think it would be interesting if Grima and Robin both looked alike and had similar personalities.

I also wanted to have Robin talk to Naga, and with the Grima/Robin comparison, I wanted to explore the Grima/Naga relationship. I thought up this really simple but kinda sad back story for Grima and Naga's relationship. To put it in Kingdom Hearts terms, Grima pulled at Xehanort.

Anyway, the next chapter is going to be one of the stupider things you've read, but I promised myself I would write it.