Chapter One --- Unforgiven

Attn: disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the game or any of its names, characters, places, and story, they are rightfully owned by Nintendo, Square Enix, and The Game Des!ners Studio. I do however; own my version of the story and character names, and personalities along with character building storylines.

Attn: this is my first posted fanfiction story. I hope you like it. It is based on one of my files that I am playing through. It doesn't remain too strictly bound to the original confines of the Final Fantasy story, but it does have some familiar ties to it.

Attn: sooner or later, I'll be writing an Inuyasha fan fiction story based on me and my best friend's role plays. As soon as I get a break from homework, I'll keep working on it.

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The young Selkie girl slowly opened her weary eyes to the world. She surveyed her surroundings, taking in every little detail. Her aura racket lay battered and worn, just out of her reach. She sat up and took a deep breath, then s the sharp pain of the miasma filled her lungs and her vision clouded over with a red haze, it dawned on her that this was the last mistake that she would ever make. As she fell to the ground, she called for her mother, Rah Sie. Then, there was only silence and the crackling of a fire. She lay there among the bodies of her fallen comrades for some time. There was movement nearby, but she did not awaken to investigate it. She was already dead.

"…Phoenix down…!"

Many hours passed, and when she finally opened her eyes again, she was caught in the face by a shaft of pale moonlight, made even dimmer by the thick miasma. A familiar blue aura surrounded her, and a kind young Clavat boy was looking down at her from above. He smiled when her eyes focused on his.

"You're finally awake," he said happily, "I'm glad." She said nothing. Her voice was tight in her throat. His smile faded. "Rei-chan… you were dead when I found you." His voice had a touch of concern to it. Rei Luna sat up. She could smell burning wood, mixed with the sharp, painful scent of melting flesh. She looked alarmed at the Clavat. He looked sad, and gestured toward six simple graves, with their overturned caravan still lying in the middle of the road, burning.

"We're all that's left. The others are gone…I'm just lucky I had a plume of Phoenix Down to bring you back." The boy said. He laid his hand on her shoulder.

"I don't need your sympathy, Clavat." Rei spat, shrugging his hand away. He looked hurt.

"Saiyaran…my name is Saiyaran…" he muttered.

"I know that, you fool!" Rei Luna shot back wryly. She stood up and brushed a strand of her short blonde hair away from her blue eyes. She went to a nearby river and tried to soak the dirt and dried blood from her sky blue outfit to no avail. She sighed, gave up, and washed the dirt off her face. Even in the water, the miasma was strong, and it stung her eyes. She rubbed them quickly with clenched hands before it could do any permanent damage. Saiyaran sat down next to her. He stared into the water at his own reflection. Looking back up at him was a soft, round face with cow-like brown eyes. His brown hair covered most of his forehead, without a cap, headband or cowlick to change the way it fell across his face.

I'm so plain… he thought to himself. He looked up at the sky, which was being brushed with the first pale colours of the twilight.

"…there still might be time to make it home and save Tida, y'know… If we pulled it off, we'd be heroes…" Rei Luna muttered, "but we must hurry. We don't have long. I may already be too late."

Saiyaran nodded and picked up his heavy copper sword. As he was about to lift their chalice filled with myrrh, Rei Luna snatched it from him and hoisted it over her back.

"I hope you can keep up, Clavat. Because I won't slow down for the likes of you." She snapped.

Saiyaran sighed. It's going to be a long walk home… he thought.