Disclaimer: I don't own the final fantasy series. Square Enix does. Hell, you think I'd be writing this if I did? I'd be bathing in money!

Chapter 1: The Rendevous

"This hardly seems inviting…"

A lone hume female stood at the entrance of the gaping cave, having a conversation with her innerself. She was tall for a hume, with light brown hair and blue eyes, dressed in her finest Seer's robe and her short shorts. The weather had been unusually warm in Rolanberry fields and there was no doubt in the woman's mind that this cave that was looming over-head would be weighted down with humidity.

She looked around the entrance for any signs of movement. After a moment she figured her she must have been early for her appointment. She sat against the cave wall, setting her Blessed Hammer aside and allowing herself to relax with her thoughts. After letting out a sigh of content she rested her head on the cave wall. Why did I come here again? Her mind drifted to the events that had happened the day before.

"Feyona…."

She had been so distracted with her prayers in the old San D'Orian catherderal to have even heard the approach of the tall elvaan. She quickly spun around to see the Papsque himself demanding her attention.

"Oh! Forgive me, your holiness, my mind was wandering."

The elvaan smiled and raised a hand, silencing the young hume. "Please, let us drop the formalities, at least for one day?"

"I'm sorry sir-"

"Muchavette."

"ahem, SIR, but it is against my white mage code."

The elvaan sighed in defeat and laughed quietly under his breath. "My dear Feyona, earlier a dark knight came into the church, requesting the assistance of a white mage to accompany his team into the Crawler's Nest. The skill level required should be right up to par with your own. You're our best field white-mage so I am asking you to accept this task, that is, if you are interested."

"Of course, sir. May I ask whom this contact is?"

"He is an elvaan named Phate. Meet him outside the Crawler's Nest tomorrow at 12:00.:"

"As you wish."

She opened her eyes, shooting herself out of the memory. She loved her job, even if she was never the fastest or strongest hume alive, she always had the power to save someone's life., or atleast to bring one back. However, over the last few months, it seemed her plate was always full. Since the rise of the beastmen, it seemed everyone everywhere required her skills, and even though she would gladly sacrifice her life to save another, she felt as if she had been spread too thin. It was the thought that she couldn't help everyone in the world that had begun to make her doubt her very skills. She had begun to suffer from sleeploss, and was constantly playing down her abilities despite the praise she received from her peers.

What had effected her the most was her best and only true friend had taken an expedition to Xacrabard with several other travelers… and only two had returned. None could offer solace to Feyona, for they suffered from amnesia. All they could remember was seeing their comrads bodies in the bloodstained snow. What killed her friend Darc and left those two alive they had no memory of. She was, once again, alone in the world.

"If only I had been there…" Feyona shut her eyes condemning herself for refusing the invitation. She knew exactly why she refused it to begin with, she was afraid of the demons that had been rumored to make residence in that area. And now her worse fears where confirmed. She sat in the silence of the cave, cursing her innerself, when she finally heard the loud clank of armour walking towards her. She opened her eyes, seeing a dark knight and four others walking in her direction. Guess I'll mourn later. She picked up her weapons and stood up straight, brushing some dirt off her legs..

"Ah! You must be the white-mage. My name is Phate. It's a pleasure!" The tall elvaan loomed over her, and even while bowing, he still seemed to have a good two feet on her.

"The pleasure is mine. I am Feyona. Please, save the formalities, I doubt we will need them in here." She smiled and bowed her head.

"Heh. Alright then! Let's get to it!" Phate raised his hands in a triumphant cry, with the other travelers egging him on in the background. Feyona smirked and allowed the adventurers to lead her into the tunnel. Let the Crawler massacre begin.

--------------Author's Notes:--------------------

Ok, I actually READ THROUGH the Chapter this time, lol. I didn't change much, just general punctuation and tenses. For the people who read it the first time and are curious about the update, it's nothing. (Proof Reading) (Do you need it?) (Yes, please.) I believe this is exactly why allows for reviews ) Keep the constructive criticism up!

Taiyang : HEY! This story ain't about you woman! It's about ME! Where am I!

Feyona : -.- You'll be introduced soon. Chillax.

Taiyang : Can't. It's a Tai thing.