Memories...that's all that was left now were memories.

Its funny how a couple of months ago she was but the weakest teenager that the yamato school had to offer and now...well now she was a savior to many creatures that lingered around. She never wanted to be a hero and the idea was a threatening one. Hero's always died young...the villain on the other hand made sure to ruin lives and lived forever. But...the idea of being a proclaimed villain frightened her, her father always taught her to live up to your potential and living the life of a threatening anti-hero was one she couldn't live upon. Fayt never tried the idea, but she knew that Picodevimon was willing to fulfill it sure enough.

She wondered through the grave yard as she shook her head, hugging herself as she shivered as she inhaled her cold surroundings. She sighed as she continued ahead, as her friend flapped around with a wide grin "So what are we planning on doing today Fayt? Fayt? Answer me Fayt!" She lowered her head in annoyance, as the creature continuously repeated her name. She shook her head as she sat down by a nearby willow tree, why had they claimed this the graveyard...it was empty of life and personally Fayt didn't enjoy it. "FAYT!" "WHAT!?" She snapped causing the impish creature to fly back, landing beside her with a surprised look that glistened against his face..."what are we doing today?"...

A cold wind stirred the thickening mist that hung over the graveyard on this dreary day, the silverly fog blending with the overcast sky to form a dense veil over girl and Digimon.

"A valid question," a soft, female voice radiating serenity and ease rang through the mist, continuing where the young Pico Devimon had left off. "What brings a young tamer and her partner to this desolate place?" Though the speaker had to be somewhere close by, their form wasn't yet visible through the fog.

The girl came to an abrupt stop as the woman's voice processed through her thoughts. A soft smile glistened across her pale lips as she kept her eyes closed. Picodevimon (aka demidevimon) fluttered about in attempt to collect the identities of the one who carried the voice. "Fayt..." he stated as he faced the girl who had batted her hand none nonchalantly. "Don't worry about it" she stated with a snarled tone within her voice, "if she wants to expose herself let her do it on her own freewill" she stated with a fairly amused tone.

"But Fayt--" "No buts"she stated with a plain grin that reflected amusement upon her face. She laid her head back, "if your trying to intimidate me inside this thick fog...well it ain't working"...

The voice was silent for a moment, its figure still cloaked. "Intimidating you is not my aim. Nor is this fog my doing. Mist is simply something that happens in the graveyard." Despite the less-than-friendly response from Fayt, she remained calm and measured.

Soft paws padded across the graveyard soil, claws quietly scraping up stray blades of grass. The creature that emerged from the mist before Fayt was something out of Egyptian myth. The slender feline body, wings, and sculpted armor on the forelimbs, chest, and head, it was a creature uncannily resembling a sphinx.

The Nefertimon paused several yards away, surveying the Tamer and her partner. "Fayt..." she said slowly, curiously, having overheard the exchange. "Greetings. My name is Kue'e," the holy beast said placidly, inclining her head in a slight bow.

Her eyes grew as they laid upon the felines gentle frame. It was like something she had read through books. The woman noticed the creature and backed away in hopes that the creature would not harm her in any way. "Fayt!" Demidevimon stated as he fluttered his away infront of her, in attempt to protect her from this strong beast. Her once frightful face became stern looking once again, and without a pause the once sitting girl stood and looked at the beast that had introduced herself to Fayt. "...It's a...please to meet you Hue'e..." She stated with a small smile that had begin to trace upon her pale, ghostly white face. She examined the creature, and without a moment of pause she continued to speak "what kind of creature are you?" It was like something she had read through egyptian books. Actually it resembled exactly like the sphynx she had read through the Egyptian books she had back home.

Picodevimon laid back as it perched its clawed feet on to her shoulder, still cautious about the beast that had introduced itself. Its voice was of a woman, and Demidevimon flew into a landing on Fayt's head, carrassing it with its long wings "Don't you even think of harming her," it threatened, "Because you'll have to go through me"...

Kue'e straightened, gazing calmly at the duo before her. "I am a Digimon," she explained calmly "of the species Nefertimon." As Pico Devimon delivered the warning, the armor-level turned her gaze briefly to the little bat. "I have no intention of harming either you," she said simply. "I would, however, still like to know what has brought you here? Most tamers seem to avoid the graveyard, yet you seemed to seek this place out."

The two grew silent however, it was evident by their face expressions that they were thinking amongs themselves, about the reason why they were crossing the foggy cemetary but it didn't take long before the girl, bolted her head up to look at the digimon with a response..."I guess its the only place I can seek solace, its another home to me" she stated with a serious face, she shrugged as she looked at the creature, without any hesitation she neared him with a small smile as she lowered her head. "This is the only place, I can think...without the usual distractions that usually cloud me...that's the only reason why I usually find myself here" she stated without allowing her smile to vaquish off her face.

Demi Devimon watched the two with eyes that watched with caution...why was a digimon such like this one spotted here...there had to be something odd here. But he couldn't place his claw on it...

"Peace and quiet," Kue'e mused softly. "A valuable commodity in the Digital World. And a rare one, at that." The sphinx-like creature stretched leisurely, foreclaws digging into the ground as her chest brushed the dirt, her back end remaining erect.

"I take it, Fayt, that you recently arrived in the Digital World?" the Nefertimon asked politely, straightening up. "Though few if any Digimon have made it to the human world, dozens if not hundreds of humans have entered the Digital one. Many find the experience bizarre, and each handles it in their own way. Do you have any goals for your time in this world?"