This is an original Fan fiction I'm working on, its my first FE:PoR story so go easy on me. This is only a prologue to a story I'm in the process of writing so be patient. I'm not sure yet who I'm going to be pairing the character (Fey/Nephi) with in the main story- Janaff, Soren or Ranulf, so leave reviews and help me make up my mind! R&R!!

Now, on with the fic!

Disclaimer: I do not own the actual game Fire Emblem or its character no matter how much I wish..OK I'll just stop there. IT'S NOT MINE! (

Prologue 1: Different worlds

Beorc were never on friendly terms with laguz in her eyes. In fact, humans often found sport in hunting sub-humans. They were deadly beasts that needed to be hunted like savage dogs. Human children were told terrible stories of the sub-humans and their hatred of humans.

So it was only natural that at the age of six, a laguz was exactly what she feared most.

Her name was Fey, a frail young Beorc child who lived just outside the small port city of Toha in Crimea. He mother had recently become ill to the point of being bed ridden and as a result, Fey had been charged with the task of watching over her while her father worked to keep an income for the small family.

It was a daily chore to fetch water for her mother in the afternoons. But today brought a new change to the refreshing yet boring event. It had taken at least 10 minutes to walk to the well her family often used. The path was surrounded by trees and opened to a small clearing, that in the after noon, completely lit up the surrounding flowers and even the grass. But today, something else had caught her eyes.

She had noticed an extremely large cat resting near the well. It had seemed to be sleeping. She walked over to the resting laguz, not exactly sure of what it was, but had a vague idea.

The beast before her didn't seem nearly as frightening as the stories told. It was even purring.

It was then that she had dropped her water bucket without a thought and stirred the cat from its slumber. And as it rose to its feet, it realized it was not alone and in a moment it had turned on her, ready to defend itself from a foreign attack.

Now, Fey was only 6 years old and to have a giant cat growling at her was something she had never wished to see. This beast was indeed aggressive as the stories told, it terrified her. What could she do against such a hateful monster?

The only plan she could come up with was to scream and play dead…

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I'll add another chapter in the next few days, just finishing up the end of it.

Constructive criticism is appreciated, but please no flaming. Ty!