Hey guys, took me a while to upload this chapter. For some reason my pc kept freezing whenever I tired to get onto (TT). Anyways, this chapter was suppossed to introduce a few plot lines. Now, Isaac with the disclaimer:

Isaac: Isn't this Yoli's job?

Me: Yes... But I want you to do it.

Isaac: Fine... Miiake doesn't own Square-Enix, Zeid, or Jeuno. And nothing else mentioned in the is fic except her original characters. Happy?

Me: Very, I'll give you a cookie.

Isaac: yay .!

Ok, enjoy everyone. And please R&R!


Zeid was a powerful dark knight. 7 years had passed since the day the caravan was destroyed and Yoli had grown. He saw her potential, and so he asked her to train with him. He told her he could give her the power she craved. And so, Yoli accepted his guidance and training.

The years of training were difficult. They took place in a cave somewhere in the Sauromugue Champaign. Throughout the cave, the echo of clashing swords and battle cries could be heard.

The galka blocked of her attack and went in for his own. Zeid had much more experience wielding a greatsword than a 14 year old girl, and so he saw any openings she left him for an attack. Yoli quickly dodged the attack and they locked blades. Yoli was slowly being forced back. Her heels dug into the dirt.

"Push harder!"

"I'm trying!"

"Try harder!"

"I can't!"

Zeid forced her weapon to the ground. Then he looked down at her. She had become taller, though still hadn't developed a full mithran figure. Her hair was tied back, but some strands were falling loosely on her face. She truly had become stronger, but she needed more willpower. If she was to use the darkness to fight while not being consumed by it, she needed to push herself further. He sighed. "If you can't even push back my blade, how do you expect to fight a real opponent?"

Yoli looked down and thought. There were many times she felt like quitting. She just wanted to give up, go back to her home, find her mother and forget everything that happened. But Sunder had been there fighting. He died to keep a promise and to protect her. She couldn't let him down because of her weakness. She faced her mentor. "Then, I'll just have to try harder, won't I?"

It was just what he wanted to hear. She would pass her training soon. He could feel it.

Present Day- 4 years later.

The day had come. The day Yoli would become a dark knight. The day she would claim the power and title she worked so hard for. The power and title she deserved. The day… She lost Chaosbringer.

It began as Yoli limped down the street of Lower Jeuno. She dragged the weapon along the ground; she was far too tired to lift it. Her final test was more difficult than she could have ever imagined! But… somehow she had passed. She slayed 100 enemies with the legendary Chaosbringer. It truly was a sword of legend. Though weak at first, as one draws more blood on it, its strength grows. It was a very powerful tool indeed. And now she would wield that tool as a true dark knight. All she needed to do was return it to Zeid.

There was a slight commotion at a stand near her, but Yoli was too tired to take notice. She completely ignored the hume boy and guards that passed her. She was more preoccupied willing her feet to move towards her home. She didn't even notice an older man walking towards the scene. Apparently, he was in a hurry because he failed to stop in time to avoid collision with her. Being as tired as she was, Yoli fell right to the ground and let go of Chaosbringer.

"Pardon me. I wasn't paying attention. Are you alright?" The man had a black hat covering his head and a scarf wrapping the bottom of his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry 'bout that misterrr…" Yoli replied, and the man paused far a second...

"Here, please. Allow me to help you up." He held out his hand, and Yoli took it gratefully. "Now, if you don't mind I really must catch the young man who caused all this commotion." He motioned to the gathered crowd.

Yoli nodded and continued walking. She felt so tired. All she wanted to do was curl up and go to sleep. Her exhaustion led her mind to wandering.

She never had time for day dreaming during training, so whenever she was free, she usually ended up thinking about the strangest things. Today, she thought about that older man. The way he spoke made him sound like a noble, but that wasn't what caught her attention. They way he dressed was odd. It didn't fit his manner of conduct. He was polite, and seemed like a good person, but he wore dark colors and the black scarf made him look very suspicious. A very curious way to dress…

It was around that time, she started to get the feeling she forgot something… "What could it be this time…" She pondered this silently. Then realization dawned on her. "Chaosbringer!" This time though, she was not silent, leading to strange looks from some older women by the auction house.

Yoli quickly ran back to the spot where she bumped into that man. There was no sign of it in the immediate area. It was strange, though. She could still feel the presence of the sword here, the darkness and power it left behind could linger in a spot for days. She knew it was close, but she couldn't quite place where it might be.

The Other Story

A boy, about 19 years old, ran down the street quickly. There were some low ranking Ducal Guards chasing him in pursuit. He had swiped a mythril dagger from one of the stands in Lower Jeuno and was now making his usual circle trick. This involved running in one direction, slipping into an alley, and then running back to where he started. It was a very useful tactic to get rid of those annoying guards. As he ran, he noticed a tired looking mithra carrying an enormous sword. "That's gotta be worth some good gil…" He smirked and continued running.

The boy's name was Isaac. He had been plaguing Jeuno with his thievery since he was a little boy. His short, light brown hair was messy from the wind and he was tired from running. Finally, he cut a corner and hid in an alleyways, allowing the guards to pass. The wall of the alley dirtied his doublette and he sat to clean it. His deep brown eyes sparkled from the adrenaline that ran through him. He loved the risk, the chance of him being captured. He even was captured once, but he had managed to escape.

Isaac was well known among other thieves, and very much hated, aside from those in his gang. Unlike most thieves, who had grown up as orphans, or under terrible circumstances, he was from a wealthy family. The only reason he was a thief was because he was bored. He needed some sort of break from his tedious studies, and his training as knight. That's when he ran away from home. He came back once in a while, but only to 'borrow' items he needed.

The Encounter

Isaac left the auction house quite satisfied. That large greatsword he had his eyes on had not only been in his possession, but he had been able to sell it for a very high sum of gil. He had no idea what he had started. He pulled out a red link pearl and started to speak with his gang. He liked calling it a gang, though really, they were far too unprofessional to be called such.

"So, how'd it go? You grab us any good gil?" A younger boy's voice was heard through the pearl.

Isaac grinned and answered, "Yeah, it was too easy. And I got myself a bonus too..." He let the moment linger so he could grab their interest.

"Well, what is it?" A girl's voice asked this time.

"This mithra chick had a greatsword and she musta lost it 'cause I found it and sold it at the auction house! And you won't believe how much this one guy paid for it. I'm freakin rich, man!"

"Ahem, I am so not a man, thank you!" The girl spoke up again.

"Aww, sure you are!" The other boy replied.

Isaac rolled his eyes and grinned. "Either way, the amount of money that sword sold for should get us enough gil for a real hideout. Sweet! I knew from the moment I saw that chick holdin' it, 'Man, you gotta grab that greatsword' and-"

The moment Yoli heard this her eyes went wide. She ran over and grabbed his collar. "You what! You sold Chaosbringer! What the hell werrre you thinking?"

Isaac looked at her. She was the same mithra from before, except instead of looking tired, she looked fairly pissed off. He thought for a second before responding. He figured he could use his charm to get himself out of this. "I was thinking I could make some gil. Besides, what would a chick like you be doin' carryin' a big-ass sword like that anyways?"

Yoli looked at him for a second. "Is he for real? He sold the most dangerous weapon in existence at the auction house, and he isn't even worried!" She thought to herself. "That sword wasn't yours to sell! Get it back!"

He sighed. He really was too tired for this. "Look, if that sword was so important to you, I'd be glad to buy you another. Then we'd be eve-"

"I don't want another sword! That was Chaosbringer! It contains the very heart of darkness! I needed to give it back to my master, Zeid!"

"Well how was I supposed to know!" He whined.

Yoli shook her head and sighed. "Ok, well, who did you sell it to?"

Isaac shrugged. "The highest bidder."

"Don't you even remember what the person looked like!"

"No, the moogle took the sword and delivered it. I just got the gil."

At this moment a large, darkly clad galka appeared. He looked over at a frustrated Yoli and a exasperated Isaac. It was then he took notice of the missing Chaosbringer. "Yoli…"

"I can explain!... Ok, I can't but I'm sure HE," she said, pointing at Isaac, "can!"

Zeid looked him over. "What is your name?"

Isaac raised an eyebrow. Why were the hot chicks the ones that got him into trouble? "Erm, I'm Isaac. And about that um, Chaosbringer sword thing, I didn't know it was some weirdo legendary incarnation of evil! Otherwise I would have warned the bidders…"

"If what you say is true and you sold Chaosbringer, you must get it back, no matter what the cost. A sword which contains such power can only end up in the hands of a monster, or being of evil. And that would put the very fate of Vana'diel in peril." Zeid then turned to his student. "Yoli, you will also help to bring back the sword, to insure its safety and because you are partly responsible for its loss."

At this Isaac stuck his tongue out at her. "Well, guess that means you're stuck with me. Better get packing and tell the others I'll be gone for a bit." With that he linked his arm with hers and dragged her off before she could complain.

Only Zeid hadn't failed to notice the pair of dark eyes watching them from one of the buildings. He quickly turned and entered.

The mysterious figure was expecting him to come. Zeid pulled out his greatsword and pointed it at the cloaked figure's throat. "It's time we settle this. You can't outrun your fate forever!"

"I think, perhaps, with the help of Chaosbringer, I can…" With that said, he removed his cloak and took out a scythe.