"Welcome back to the realm of the living, He Who Slew the Demon Dragon!" Owain exclaimed, "As Naga proclaimed, your bonds with those who followed you into that final battle have tethered you to the mortal plane and brought you back to our side!"

Robin nodded, "Yes, Owain." He turned to Lucina, "Any leads on Morgan's location?"

"It's gotten hard recently. She seems hell - bent on training in every different class possible, starting from the base class and then promoting after lots of on-the-go training. Just a few weeks ago, she went from Pegasus Knight to Dark Flier, and ever since it's become harder and harder to keep up. Cynthia uses her speed to go through villages and ask around, but our most recent lead had her heading to Ylisstol. It's not the worst though, should have seen that time we had to chase her through the Outrealms. We managed to catch her on the way out, but she just looked at us really sadly and ran off."

"Ylisstol… the Outrealms…?" Robin frowned. "Why would she…"

"We believe she was collecting Einerjhar cards." Lucina explained. "Maybe for sparring partners, trying to learn past techniques, so on and so forth."

Marth… when he appeared to me… Robin quivered and mumbled under his breath, "He was not wearing the Falchion…"

"Er… Robin…?" Lucina looked questioningly.

"It's nothing. Let's follow our last lead." Robin ordered.

"Right." Lucina climbed up on Minerva behind Gerome. "You heard him! Let's go!"

The group took to the skies, with Kjelle riding below them on her armored steed. "Never been a fan of flying." She had explained, "'sides, I'd just weigh the frail thing down. Not every horse can pull their weight like this guy." She had affectionately patted her horse on the head when she spoke those words.

The whole journey took a rather short time thanks to the flying mounts, and with Kjelle's sturdy horse she didn't take long to catch up. Within two days they were in Ylisstol once more, and Cynthia met up with them. "Some of the people here said they saw a Black Pegasus recently, headed towards Plegia."

"Plegia, huh?" Kjelle sighed, "I won't be much use there. Robin, if you don't mind, I'll be staying back."

Robin gave an affirmative, and looked at the others. "Owain, I'd like for you to stay back with Kjelle. Severa and Brady as well. Lucina, Gerome, Cynthia, Noire, Nah, Laurent, Nowi, you all will be coming with me. Cordelia, take Panne, Donnell, Henry, Tharja, and Gregor to the border, in case she slips past us and heads back that way. If she does, Tharja, contact me. Try to waylay her as long as possible."

"You don't mean…" Tharja seemed to be having a hard time containing herself, "The Link?"

"Yes." Robin nodded, "The one I told you never to use."

Tharja giggled uncontrollably as she placed her hands to Robin's forehead, "Robin… the dark spirits within you shall now hearken to my command… our thoughts will be one, indefinitely-"

"Until we find Morgan."

"Don't interrupt, it's part of the incantation." Tharja all but hissed. "Erhem, indefinitely, two links in a long chain of fate…"

Tharja's incantation was long and dark, with heavy implications, calls to the spirits, and intense sounds. The air filled with the witch's dark power, and while the followers of Naga grew uncomfortable, the Plegians- including Robin- were unperturbed. This very same dark power was as familiar to them as the sand beneath their feet. Tharja had once confided in Robin that her mother often used sleep curses on her to help her go faster to the sleeping world. This often lead to Tharja having awful nightmares, but soon the witch was a master of the sleep world because of it. These nightly rituals had strengthened her own dark power immensely, as she had come to know the demons in her so well.

It is done. Tharja smiled. I often dreamed of this day, when we could be bound together at the mind… ufufufu, Robin, you have made me a very happy Sorceror.

Robin sighed, Tharja, just understand that we're working to bring my wife back to life, and your own husband will be fighting with us. He indicated Gregor.

Tharja rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

Owain looked at Robin, "Now that your spell is complete, are we to search for she whose blood runs with both the powers of light and dark?"

Robin nodded, "Morgan is the next objective. Plegia is large and open, if we aren't vigilant she could pass us by. Cynthia and Sumia, keep up a vigil in the sky. If one of you spots her, send the other back to me and we'll all head over."

Cynthia and Sumia took to the sky on their mounts, and Robin's group headed out on foot. "Morgan… please, come back to me…"

Far from where Robin was, Morgan and her steed fought with the spirit of Marth on top of a large skeleton of some long-dead Plegian beast, "I understand the present is Father, but who-" she dodged a swing from the Hero-King and returned with a jab of her Bronze Lance, "Is the past and future?"

Marth thought for a moment before blocking the jab and thrusting with his own Bronze Sword. "The past is likely someone who survived from my era. Who that would possibly be, I only have a vague idea. The future… well, that should be obvious to you."

Morgan sighed, "But it can't be me. How could I give my mother hope for the future? I couldn't even stop her from losing her mind to… that thing..." she parried and kicked the Hero-King to the ground and leveled her Lance at his throat.

Marth gulped, before moving the lance away and standing up. "That was not your fault. No one could have seen this coming."

Morgan got off of the Pegasus, "What if it succeeds? You heard what it would do once Mother had taken in enough power…" She covered her face, "and to think I only just started regaining my memories of her…"

Morgan looked at Marth, "All those nights we spent together under the stars… the stories of her years in your army, and her time in Father's… she even told me how Bantu used to prepare meals for her… I was really hoping one day I could try it, but we never had time… and it just wouldn't be the same without her…"

"Just as you need Tiki in your future, she needs you. That is why you are the only one it could be. Morgan, you have to reunite with your father."

Morgan's voice shook, "But… I failed, Marth… how can I face him… how can I face anyone…"

"So we reach the root of the problem." Marth smiled. "You are afraid your father will shun you for not saving your mother from her fate? Is Robin really that horrible of a father?"

"Don't you dare say that! My father is the best father on the planet! On any planet!" Morgan all but shouted.

"Then you know he won't blame you for an instant." Marth countered.

"But…" Morgan held herself, "But…"

Marth looked at the girl, "Face it, Morgan, you miss your father. Every second you are away from him, your heart aches more and more. Go to him. Then, bring your mother back to her senses."

"But… if I'm the one from her future, are you not the one from her past? You of all people must be able to help her!" Morgan asked, a last ditch effort to… do something. She didn't quite have a plan anymore.

"No, the scars I have left on Tiki are much too painful for my presence to assist her. I can think of only one who could possibly be around to help." Marth sheathed his blade, "His name is Xane, a Divine Dragon who lost his Dragonstone. He was close with Tiki during the War of Darkness and the War of Heroes both. If he still lives, you must find him. If not… I am afraid I can think of no other who survives to help us."

Morgan sighed, "I see… this Xane, where could I begin to search for him?"

Marth shrugged, "I am afraid even I do not know that. He could hide anywhere in plain sight with his shifting abilities. If you seek Xane, I am sure he shall find you. Your first order of business, however, is to reconnect with your father. He misses you very much."

"Right…" Morgan saddled up her Pegasus and recalled Marth's spirit into the Einerjhar card. "Father… I'm on my way!"

As she turned to fly away, she saw her path guarded by a horde of black dragons with armored riders. Their axes glinted in the harsh sunlight, and Morgan slowly took out her Rexcalibur tome. "Who are you? Did he send you?"

The leader of the Wyvern Lords came through the swarm. "Our leader has determined you to be the primary obstacle against us, due to your knowledge of our plans. You must be… ended…"

"Well, Morgan, looks like it's time to just fight my way out. Father… I'll make you proud!" She threw out her deck of Einerjhar cards. "Heroes of old! I call upon your strength!"

Marth Lowell, Roy and Eliwood of Pherae, Hector of Ostia, Lyn of Caelin, Leif of Leonstar, Seliph Chalphy, Alm of Valentia, Celica, and Eirika and Ephraim of Renais- these were just a few of the mighty heroes Morgan had collected together. "Everyone… attack!"

Morgan headed off the battle, picking off Wyvern Lords left and right with her devastatingly powerful Wind Magic. As if they were one force, Hector, Eliwood, and Lyn took down massive squads of enemies. Lyn's finesse, Eliwood's determination, and Hector's crushing power came together like a carpet bomb of power. Roy fought on his own, taking down enemy after enemy, his Axebreaker skill together with his sheer luck and skills with the sword making him nigh on untouchable. Alm fought like a man possessed, using swords, tomes, and axes to confuse and destroy all who came at him. Celica stood just behind him, destroying anything that he happened to miss, or anything that came close. Seliph and Leif fought off dozens of enemies together, just as their fathers used to. But the enemies simply kept coming, again and again.

"Just a little bit longer…" Morgan thought. "If I can make it to their commander… that'll be all I have to do… to finish this…"

It was at that moment that things began to fall apart. A lucky axe hit sent Lyn to the ground, where she was finished by the ravenous Wyvern Lords. Hector lost all his sense and charged into the enemy, leaving Eliwood vulnerable. Within seconds, he fell as well. Both Hector and Roy began to fight more recklessly, and it wasn't long before a massive group of enemies took down the Marquess of Ostia. Roy fought for a bit longer than his predecessors, but even his luck ran out as a fateful hit from a Killer Axe finished him off. Ephraim sacrificed himself to save Eirika, and she died as she held him in her arms. Celica was defeated by an attack from behind while she was protecting Alm, and then Alm himself was finished off when an enemy caught him unawares. Leif and Seliph regrouped with Morgan and they attempted a charge on the commander, but soon both young lords succumbed to their injuries. Marth was off fighting on his own, but Morgan knew he wouldn't last long. Morgan fell back to a fort grimly. She had reached level 20 long ago, and she slowly took out a Second Seal. She released her Pegasus, and with a flash of light, she was a Manakete class. She pulled out one of her Dragonstones, ready to fight to the very end.

"You!" She called to the commander, "Come at me!"

Mother… father… I'm… so sorry…

Far away from where his daughter was fighting in her seemingly doomed battle, Robin was braving the Plegian deserts. The hot sun beat down on him, and his Grandmaster robes were soaked with sweat. "Morgan… where are you…?"

Cynthia approached the parched Tactician on her white Pegasus, "Robin, there's a massive fight going on…" She was excreting bucketloads of sweat, "Morgan… fighting off… hundreds… her Dragonstone will break before she can defeat them all…"

"Let me on your Pegasus. I must come to her aid." Robin took out his Levin Sword and a tome, "Now!"

"But Robin, there's too many of them!" Cynthia protested.

"I won't leave my daughter out there alone!" Robin saddled up on the Pegasus in the blink of an eye, before Cynthia even dismounted.

"R-Robin?!"

He looked at her, "My apologies, Cynthia. If you'd rather leave, you can dismount now."

Cynthia frowned, "No. I'll drop you off as close as possible and heal you both from afar with my Fortify staff. Just be careful out there."

Robin nodded.

Morgan… please hang in there…

AN: Just to clarify, here are the pairings for this story:

CordeliaXLon'Qu

GregorXTharja

KellamXCherche

LissaXDonnel

ChromXOlivia

VaikeXNowi

SullyXStahl

HenryXMaribelle

PanneXFrederick

SumiaXGaius

RickenXMiriel

And, obviously, RobinXTiki

For the children:

OwainXNoire

LucinaXGerome

BradyXCynthia

SeveraXLaurent

YarneXNah

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