Unwritten Future

“What are those?” he inquired, pointing up quickly before pulling his hand back down.

“Those? They’re pegasi. Winged horses.” Majestic creatures, and slightly odd once you thought more deeply about it. But, why look at a gift horse in the mouth? 

“Sure, its no big cawtastrophe.. I’m having fun! Nya ha ha!”

The silver haired sorcerer let out a laugh, trying to allow Lucina to lighten up just a little bit. He then adjusted his footing placement again and got into a steady stance. He held on to his tome, but then spoke up.

“I don’t wanna weaken ya too much,lets have you get the first attack this time!”

“Thank you.”

She held the lance at its center and adjusted her stance. The princess took a deep breath and concentrated on where she would aim for minimal damage to her sparring partner. It was a mock battle, she wasn’t challenging him to the death. 

She stepped forward and thrusted the lance for a quick jab.

“I have, didn’t really get any good answers about it.” He would have asked the one who had created him in the first place, but he doubted the angel would actually give a complete answer. 

“Say, Alexios,” Lucina began, a smile growing on her lips. “As thanks to responding to my multitude of questions, how about I treat you to something to eat?”

“I, came out of that mirror. The angel who had created me with that mirror was messing around with it. When he touched it, I grabbed his hand wanting to get out, of course because of that he panicked and screamed, resulting in him kicking and breaking the mirror….” That was only because Alexios had caught him off guard, it was to be expected really.

He takes a deep breathe and continues his explanation, “The breaking of the mirror also resulted in, well, the creation of me, that’s all i’ve been able to understand though.” 

“The Mirror of Truth... sounds dangerous, to be completely honest with you. If someone were to get a hold of it, they could create enourmous armies. It seems like a terrifying weapon. It puts me at ease that it’s broken...

“Anyone would be frightened to see a clone of themselves,” Lucina chuckled nervously. A close friend of hers had experienced something similar, and it never failed to give her shivers.

    Henry adjusted his footing placement, and with a flick of his wrist his tome was opened. He muttered the words of the ancient language in which the tome was written, focusing the tome’s energy towards Lucina. 

     A flood of galaxy purple and black began to head towards the bluenettte, the magic had begun and his attack had been fired. His brow furrowed as he focused the magic energy onto his target.

A “tch” was muttered and using her new reach she stepped forward to charge and attempted to do damage. Attempted. Lucina was still not accustomed to the balance of lances and the tip pulled her farther than she wanted. She stumbled and cursed--rotten lance, useless item, how she wished she could shove it up Grima’s--. 

Lucina’s first attack failed miserably.

The angel reminded himself to keep up a humble attitude. Though he may be higher than them, he certainly could taint a certain Goddess’ reputation. After all, the actions of children usually reflect their parents, and though they hardly had that relationship, they certainly did in this world. 

She pointed in front of them, where a large city was becoming visible. Protected by a wall and the few patrolling pegasi dotting the sky, the capital of Ylisse still looked large and held an air of bustling business. It was highly populated and was one of the safest places in the halidom, as well as home to the royal family.

The horse began to gallop much faster, its clops muffled by the grass. 

When you don’t ship either and want to punch everyone who ships them (I’m on mobile so I can’t put an image can someone do that for me)

That did not help. Imagine if your notp was posted on a post you made expressing your opinion on them. That’s right you wouldn’t like it either. Stop trying to force me to like the blue haired weakling.

Lucina’s confusion grew more and more, but she was dedicated. She was intent to figure out this particular angel’s situation, since now it seemed he was a bit different than others... Well, she assumed. Lucina wasn’t sure how exactly an angel could create another angel.

And another thing--there where hardly any angels? 

“No, you didn’t,” he replied, pulling at his shirt in the back with his thumbs, sliding his wings in. It felt safer that way. “Ylisse seems like the ideal place to retire.”

“I’m sure my mother would love to learn about this when I get back.” 

Her eyes sparkled the more she spoke about their current ruler. She was probably sugar-coating him, mostly because she admired that individual that was her father. In all honesty, he was quite awkward and even years of power later, he still hasn’t grown accustomed to it. He was one for the battlefield, afterall.

Hopefully she didn’t trip over herself like her past failed practices.

“Haah?”

Only a little while? Cue Lucina’s confusion.