Vieraslayer

Here is the point Fran and Alvyne meet, only Alvyne is in Viera form. She decides to follow them for a while, and attempt to catch Fran alone. Why is it so hard for somebody to review? I've gotten plenty of hits, but no reviews! And no flames, as always.

Something is Wrong

Fran woke up and remembered the Reena call. It was something that wasn't going to leave her thoughts. Every time she thought of a Reena, she could just about see the blood of innocent Viera and Reena being spilled. Some Reena didn't eat Viera, just a vast majority of them, and that made all Reena look like nothing but Viera-eating monsters. Fran was too young to fight, but she still saw parts of the battle. Jote was known as Reenaslayer for a long time after that battle. She killed about a dozen herself.

Fran heard the howl again. It woke up Balthier. It sounded closer this time. Fran readied her bow and Balthier got up and joined her in an attempt to track the creature down and slay it. Yeah, she was sore, but she had to move!

The sky pirates ran to the spot where the howl was heard. They found a young Viera eating a wolf. Fran's ears drooped. She was sure there was a Reena… Oh well. Maybe her ears were playing tricks on her.

"Hello. I thought I heard something howling, but I suppose it was just the wolf, am I correct?" Fran asked the other Viera.

"Yeah. Well, I am surprised to see another Viera here. My name is Alvyne. Where are you headed to?"

"Bhujerba. I have to see a friend of mine. She's a Viera too."

"What a coincidence! That's where I plan on going! I just need a transport, and I'm there!"

Fran didn't know what it was, but there was something wrong with this Viera. The way she looked at Balthier was suspicious. Fran was ready to fight for him if Alvyne made any moves on him. Something almost instinctual rose in Fran. An alarm, almost. She didn't trust this other Viera at all.

"Hume, is there a problem with your friend?" Alvyne asked.

"Listen to me child, my name is Fran, and I don't think I want you anywhere near us!" Fran roared.

"Fran, there was no need for that!" Balthier exclaimed.

"She's nervous. I do not know why, but I know Viera. I am one, after all." Alvyne stated. Good Wood! I hope she doesn't see through my transformation! I've learned how to act like a Viera, but can this one tell I'm not really one? If she can, I'm gonna die! She'll kill me! I don't wanna die here, the Reena thought. Fran was still upset. Alvyne had to use all of her willpower to stop herself from whimpering like a dog. That would give her true form away for sure.

"Fran, just calm down again! She's just another Viera! We've run into many other Viera!"

"Sir, I just need to get to Rabanastre so I can fly myself to Bhujerba! A young lone Viera in Rabanastre? It doesn't bode well."

"You're right, but I still don't trust you. Balthier? We're leaving. There was nothing here for me to fear, you were correct as usual."

"I don't see any harm in allowing Alvyne to tag along until we get to Bhujerba. It's not like we're taking her on as a permanent crew member."

"I contacted Penelo. She and Vaan are going to meet us there. This is my friend we're going to see, but it is an excuse to see Vaan and Penelo. I don't want this girl with us. She scares me."

"Fran, how bad could it be? If she causes trouble, I owe you a thousand gil and a favour to be used whenever and for whatever you desire."

Back in the Wood, Alja was talking to one of the Moogles who set up shop in Eruyt Village. She was trying to find somebody to send a letter to Vaan. She wanted him to visit, but she didn't want any of the other Viera to know or they'd be angry at her. Except possibly Myko, but she didn't count since she was only half-Viera and a child. She just didn't tell Myko because it was known that the girl couldn't keep her little mouth shut. She was more like her father than she knew.

"I know Mognet has been out of use here since my sister sent that remark telling the other Moogles to keep out because Myko was a plague-monster, but that was a lie, and I NEED this. I'll make it up to you! I promise! I'll do whatever you want! Just put Mognet back up here! I have to contact the outside world!" Alja was begging.

"You don't need to beg, kupo. We were planning on sending the letters again anyhow. Just keep your sister from scaring everybody! She kept my brother from visiting, kupo!" Tetran explained. Alja hugged the Moogle.

"Myko! Stop doing that! I mean it! You're going to get hurt!" Mjrn was yelling. Myko was tearing across the village like a maniac, leaping over things and onto tree branches.

"Good Wood, she's gonna kill herself!" Alja yelped. Rael entered the village and got a wicked grin.

"Some post-Rush entertainment? This ought to be interesting! I hope she falls out of that tree!" Rael exclaimed happily. She hated Myko with a passion.

"You've been with Rush again? Why don't you just go live with him? Janzyn, Pheytah, Hjen and I share a place. I'm not there often, you know, but we do have the place." Mjrn said.

"You have a problem with Rush? You shouldn't! He fathered your daughter! And he pays attention to Slya! He doesn't ignore her like he used to! And he never ignored her! He didn't know that she was his daughter! And who do you think told him? It was me! Alja, Rush would love you!"

"I don't like Rush! What part of that do you fail to comprehend?"

"Stop using the big words. I get it. I just don't understand how any pureblooded Viera who isn't Fran could prefer a Hume boy to one of her own kind! I mean, Fran is a freak, Mjrn is a freak, Slya is a freak, and Myko is a freak, but you are not like them! You are better than Sylva's younger daughters and THEIR daughters. I mean, Jote is fine, but…"

"RAEL! Don't think I didn't HEAR that!" Mjrn roared. Myko stopped prancing around. She leapt from the tree branch and onto Rael's shoulders. Rael tried to get her off and throw her, but Myko was too quick. She bit Rael several times before she leapt off and ran to tell Jote what was going on. Marl would at least have a bone to pick with Rael, even if Jote wasn't up to doing anything, which was likely.