A/N: I'm back! Yippie! Reason why this or my other stories hasn't been updated in such a long time is 'cause my modem sucks! It keeps breaking and I never get to post! Well, I'm glad that so many people have actually reviewed my story. It was definitely not something I was expecting. Well, Ya'll want a story not my rambling! On with it then!

The young snow and her companion slithered behind the crowds avoiding any of the great monsters who might report them to there sisters. The great council had already been gathered by the time they arrived to the Northern Crater. In the middle of this gathering was a flat raised stone. Upon the stone stood the most powerful cetmon in the world. The Snow Queen. Opal and Natasha Saw her as she made the sign for silence, instantly hushing the crowd. The queen's noble features seemed to become even prouder as she opened her mouth to make her speech.

"For many centuries our ancestors have suffered from the misunderstanding of the humans. They have burned our nests, destroyed or homes, attack our young and old. They have led wars for the sole purpose of destroying us and each other. They attack us with our backs turned and suck the power from our mother. Just recently one of our own was manipulated into trying to kill our mother. To invoke the Black materia that we had hidden within itself, to call upon the last defense against the Old ones, Meteor. In our quest to stop him without taking his life, many of our warriors lost their lives to a band of humans. It is not known if they were there just to kill the changeling or to stop Meteor, but that does not change the fact that many of our kind died, and that someone must pay. But this is just one of the matters to be decided upon. It has been many years since we have come together. The most important thing at the moment is to take back our place as equals. We are only monsters because that is what humans choose to call us and we accepted it. We became what we hate the most! Not only do the humans kill us , but I have heard of our own kind attacking them! Of killing their children, and terrorizing villages! I will repeat this just once, now listen carefully. That is not the way! In order to be accepted we must show the compassion and caring that is missing from our brushes with humans. Like the Nibel wolfs who saved a human infant and left it in a village for others of it's kind to take care of. We must take care and protect the humans from themselves. But in order to do this we have to make them understand that we are not enemies or beasts, but the Ancients of the mother. The ones rightfully called Cetra, not monster! In order to do so, we must make contact with them. We're to start with the place called Kalm."

As the queen finished her speech a burst of dismay ran through the crowd. Opal watched as her sister descended the stone and left the gathering, leaving in her wake many confused and distressed Cetra.

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Cait Sith jumped over the remaining stream of rubble from the Highwind. Cleaning was always a pain in the butt to the small cat and giant mog. There were better ways to spend time...... like chasing that big rubber ball that Cait had hidden in Sith... or even better! He could tell fortunes, but no. Cid was being mean and forcing him to help pick up all the big junk from his stupid plane! "Stupid Cid!" Cait yelled through his megaphone, startling all of the people at the work site and earning an evil glare from the chain smoking pilot.