It was a sunny yet sweltering morning back at Siren City. The rays ran through Fang's curtains going directly to touch her hair, leaving a blood red shine to it. Fang, at that moment, woke up, and slowly flipped over on her back to see the sun's light greeting her the unpleasant way. She forced herself to sit up to close her blinds behind the curtains so too much light wouldn't get inside her room. Yawning dramatically, she brushed her hair out of her face, seeing that it had grown a little, and the blonde ends of her hair were fading a little, so she'd have to apply more yellow. Her hair reminded her a lot about Remora as well, since it was their idea when they were little to dye their hair the same color but in opposite styles. What Fang wouldn't give just to see at least one of Remora's hairs still in the city. She turned towards her table, after putting on a black spaghetti tank, and for a moment had been frightened, because the letter she wrote was gone.

"Wha-...where'd it go!?"

Fang was the only one in the house last night, and she didn't move it, so it was all so sudden to her that it just disappeared. What really made her wonder was that there was another note there, one she didn't write. She took off her sunglasses- for the fact that before the letter-disappearing shock she was going to head out- and unraveled the note and read slowly.

Remora's life is not lost...yet.

If you want to know what happened to her

and want to know where she is currently

and why she is in the midst of upcoming danger

meet me outside of the downtown library.

tonight

at midnight.

The group of the guardians and the two summoners walked down a long road surrounded by plains and ruins of old statues. From what Remora heard, they were currently on the Mi'ihen Highroad. The place was currently popular because a warrior named Mi'ihen fought and died on the very ground, therefore the place was named after him. And now the place is a good place for relaxing, but mainly for chocobo riding. Apparently the chocobo's have made new territory, and everyone seems to respect that and take good care of them.

"Say...has any of you ridden a chocobo before?" Remora asked curiously. Yuna was the first to answer.

"I have. When I was little, actually. It's really fun. But you have to watch out for what chocobo you want to ride. Not every single one in Spira is tamed."

"I see. They all seem so big for birds. The only ones we have back at Earth like these are ostriches."

Tidus glanced at Remora as though he just seen a ghost. "Ostrich!? What in the world is that?" He had laughed at the name. Remora too gave out a few chuckles.

"Big birds...only not here. But they're a little bit similar to chocobo's. But you can't ride them if that's what you mean." Remora replied laughing. Just as they were conversing, two ladies riding on chocobos were heading the groups' direction. They slowed down as soon as they were a few feet close to them. They both looked like leaders of something, since they looked a little different than the regular women around.

"Ah, Lady Yuna and Remora, is it?"

Both Remora and Yuna nodded to the question a 'yes'. The woman continued to speak.

"It is an honor to meet you both here. I am Elma, captain of the Chocobo Knights."

The other lady spoke then. "And I'm Lucil, their co-captain."

"Ah, hello then. Are you both doing something here in particular?" Remora asked.

Elma nodded. "We're on patrol in the Highroad. You see, there's been this report of a large fiend prowling around that preys on chocobos."

"Oh my! It eats them!?"

"Unfortunately...and we don't want it to be near any of the locals here either." Lucil said with a small sigh.

"That's terrible...then why would the chocobo's make home here?"

Elma shook her head without an answer, yet she looked pitied. "But anyhow, we must continue our patrol. It's been nice talking to you both."

Remora nodded with a smile as the two woman rode off to be on guard of the Highroad. The group, too, had kept on walking. Tidus, unusually, seemed kind of giddy.

"A fiend that eats chocobos...we should go look for it, shouldn't we?"

"Maybe...but we shouldn't put Yuna or Remora at risk." Lulu replied. Remora beamed at her.

"Well, we were alone in that ship back at Luca and we knocked out two of the men that tried to get us." Remora said.

"This is different." Auron replied. "A large fiend, mind you; one that eats chocobos, can put you in more risk than any number of ordinary men."

Remora looked the other direction. Auron sometimes made her feel like she was overconfident, especially compared to Tidus. She remembered his words before they departed Luca. Stay out of trouble. She thought he had a lot of nerve. But once she found out that it was him all along that guided her this far, she felt that he was only trying to protect her, so she might have been a small burden. Yet, it wouldn't get to her that easily. They highroad was rather long, and sunset was coming nearby. Lulu told them a few seconds ago that there was an agency nearby that they could rest at.

"Another agency...maybe they have another Al Bhed Primer that I can look at."

"You've been reading those?" Wakka replied, sounding a little surprised.

"Yes. Ever since I got here, I've met a lot of people that knew or was Al bhed, and I couldn't recognize what they said since. Right now, I only know one letter that's English."

"You do know that the men that kidnapped you and Yuna were Al Bhed, don't ya?"

"They were?" Remora asked, slightly gaping.

"Yep. Those people are always up to no good."

Lulu sighed, seeming to be aggravated by Wakka's disapproval. "Not all Al Bhed in Spira are bad, Remora. No worries. Wakka has this...grudge against them."

"It's not a grudge! It's just that-..."

Lulu huffed, getting tired of Wakka's stand ups. "Do whatever you want to gain knowledge of Spira, Remora. No one's stopping you."

The sun was setting by the time that the group had reached the agency. Tidus, Auron, and Lulu were already inside. But Kimarhi, Yuna, and Remora were still outside. The two summoner sat next to each other staring out where the ocean was, however, was making a little 'time capsule' for anyone to see in the future. Remora was sitting quietly as Yuna made her little story recording on the sphere. Remora has only been in a few places in Spira, and they were all so beautiful. It disappointed her that Sin tries constantly to destroy it all. Remora kept on gazing at the setting sun through what looked like pieces of ruins in the ocean in front of her, and the voices outside of her began to fade. She almost felt as though she were going to fall asleep right at that spot, from all of the sudden stillness of reality.

"Remora?"

Remora blinked, and had a blank face. She looked next to her to find a curious Yuna staring at her.

"Are you tired?"

"...Maybe. I'm not sure. I just never felt this peaceful before."

"Has it ever been this way on Earth?"

Remora didn't expect Yuna to ask that question, yet possibly, she could be as interested in Earth as Remora is in Spira. "Yeah. There are some nice places to relax there too. Earth is kind of similar to Spira...only there's only one type of human...and there's no Sin...but, it has some cities, some countries that are just as beautiful as the ones here."

"But you'd rather be here?"

Remora was silent for a moment. "It's not that, but it kind of is that. I'll just say, Spira's kind of my dream paradise. Only now I realize it's not a dream. I've been learning about Spira since I was only a child, whether it was from me or if my mom read about it...I never knew the day that I would actually be here would come so soon. But...I want to stay longer. I really don't have a choice, do I?"

"Do you think...your family and friends miss you?"

"...Yeah. I know they do. And...I miss them too." Remora said that with a straight face, but she suddenly felt a vibe of depression, and she could have sworn that she felt a tear run down her face. She was right since Yuna leaned over to wipe it off. Remora turned to find her smiling.

"It's alright. It's not like this was the last time you could ever meet or talk to them again. I know what it's like."

Remora thought that Yuna was just trying to comfort her, but she remembered what she said when Yuna introduced herself more thoroughly in Luca. "...High Summoner Braska?"

Yuna nodded. "As much as people think he's lost. I can somehow always feel like he's near, watching over me. People always told me they wished he'd came back, wished they could hold his hand one more time. But to me, he doesn't feel missing at all. Yet, you say you'll only be her temporarily, but not until we complete our tasks; as summoners."

Remora seemed awestruck to the way Yuna described her feelings, it made her feel a little comfortable herself.

"You're really confident about this..."

"Yeah. But no worries, as long as you're in Spira, we'll be your friends; your family."

Remora smiled at Yuna's statement as she continued to look ahead of her, until they were both greeted by Tidus's voice.

"Hey, what'cha both up to?"

"Just talking." Yuna replied.

"It's getting late. We should head inside now."

"Alright." Remora stood up as she took one last glance at the calm sea before departing for rest.

Everything was pitch black when Remora woke up, or at least that what she thought she did. When she opened her eyes, she was just in a void. Nothing about her seemed to have changed; she was still in her garments and her hair was in the same style as before. The only thing unusual was that there were two stinging scratch marks on her neck, as if a fiend had swiped at her, yet she wasn't attacked recently.

"Is anyone here? Hello!?" She called out into the darkness. She was greeted with maniacal laughing, it nearly frightened her. But then she saw a familiar face, one she seemed to have kept running into.

"Seymour?!" Remora walked out closer to find Seymour standing there as well. He did nothing but stare at her, staring deep daggers into her eyes, and his smile was a little frightening. She ran up to him, concerned.

"Seymour...where am I? Are we dreaming?" The only reply that she got was a large hand that caressed her scratches on her neck. Seymour lowered his head till he was leveled with her ear.

"I want...I want you to be happy here, Remora."

"Huh?" Remora backed her head away for a moment. "But I am happy. What would make you think that I-"

"Since I was the one that brought you into all of this, I am responsible for taking care of you."

Remora's shoulders were greeted by two large hands, the nails slightly poking at her back.

"You were concerned for me all along?" Remora wanted to know what Seymour was thinking, even if it were just a dream.

"You can trust me, Remora. Trust me to answer all of your questions and bring you your needs."

"What...you don't have to do all of this just for me. I have guardians and all. I don't want you to overwork yourself, especially as you are right-"

Seymour cut her off as he almost yanked her closer to him, Remora seeing that he seemed more towering up close. She looked up to see if he was really serious or not, but once her face was tilted upward, she was greeted with a warm kiss, his lips introducing themselves to hers. Her eyes widened as she felt shocked at first and even had an urge to push away from him, but his grasp was strong and somehow he relaxed her. Seymour's hands slipped down from her shoulders and slid down to her waist, grasping it tightly. She had felt a warmth inside her that made her feel more confident about everything. After a moment, the kiss broke, and Remora had looked at Seymour in a different way.

"Seymour...what do you really think of me?"

He replied by embracing her, her face to his large chest. She stared at the inked design of the two lions on his chest for a moment before closing her eyes, feeling slightly relaxed.

"Remora...there is another role you have to accomplish here for Spira...for me."

"What is it?"

"You will help me...become S-"

A sudden flash. Remora opened her eyes to find herself still in bed. The sun shined through the window next to her as she flipped over, shocked to find Jeckt standing in her room, leaning at her door. And she wore no garments underneath her sheets. She gasped, sitting up straight yet covered herself with the sheets.

"What are you doing here!?" She nearly screamed. Jeckt had laughed, not leaving his spot.

"I have some news for you."

"This better be important." Remora hissed. Jeckt pointed at the counter next to Remora, showing a folded piece of paper, still in good shape apparently. Remora blinked at it.

"Where did it come from?" But as she turned to face Jeckt again, he vanished. Remora looked all around then, making sure he wasn't just being sneaky, but all was quiet then. She opened the note, reading it out loud.

Remora…I don't know where you are, and I'm not even sure if you're going to get this…but…everyone misses you. It's dreadful in Siren City without you, and night time isn't as fun as it used to be. Not even my other friends can cheer me up. Hopefully, you're not gone forever. I'm not the one to believe in miracles, but it sure would be one if you were to come back one day; you always knew I liked surprises, and you do too. I would know because, I've known you since we were in preschool, and I was the only one that could understand you. Now I understand that sometimes, if you think too much, you'll get yourself into trouble, just like you are right now. Well, I'm not really sure if you are or not, but I know I am, and so are the other people here that miss you to death. If you have any soul left, you'll apologize for what you've done to us. Farewell…but not goodbye.'

Remora recognized that kind of talk from anywhere. It was Fang. Her voice read the letter in her mind as Remora read it out loud. She sighed deeply, rubbing her eyes as they were dry, yet got a little wet from a few tears that builded up. From reading the letter, she slightly regretted leaving home so suddenly and without telling anyone. She wish that she could tell everybody, but she hoped they knew that they had to wait just a little longer. For now, Spira needed her.