Hi everyone! This is my first fanficition and it took a long time to get my friend to edit this story. It from Tsubasa I hope you enjoy it! My first story is The Sapphire Dagger. Hope you like it! The main character of the story is Sakura. Please be nice!

I look at my reflection. I stare, and the image stares back. Then I notice something shifting in the corner of the mirror's image. I turn to see a friend.

''My lady, it's time.'' It is Helene, my favorite servant. She wears a pale ragged dress that falls to knee length. She also dornes an apron caked with dirt, and her slick black hair once pulled up tightly, is now falling loose around her face. Her eyes are wide in fear.

''Quickly! The guest is here!'' She runs out of the room as though a bolt of lightning was chasing her, but I pay no attention. I can feel my stomach twist into knots and flip all around.

I run to the drawer beside my mirror. As I slowly open it, I move the soft and silky linen around until I find it. The cool edge touching my warm fingers. Goosebumps go up my spine, but I pick up the dagger.

The hilt is encrusted with sapphire and pearls. I look at it; I move my finger along the bumps of the gemstones embedded the elegant hilt, it's blade forged with magic. The dagger was passed down to me from my mother, a sorceress.

For some reason the dagger itself seemed to tell me to keep it with me. As I slip it into my boot, I hear a voice.

''My lady?'' I jump. Who is it? I think to myself. The voice rings through my body, and I feel sick. I can tell it is a man, very young. It sounds familiar.

''My dear?''

I know that voice. I run out of my room, slam the door open, and feel an explosion of air hit my face. I turn and see a figure. I know this voice and I scream ''Father!''.

''Sakura, I have been looking all over for you.'', he called, his friendly voice booming. I jumped into his arms.

''Where have you been?'', I asked putting bite into my words.

''Well, I can't tell you that but...'', he opens a pouch on his leather belt and pulls out a fox-squirrel. It has large ears that stand up-right, silky gold fur, and a bushy tail. It's eyes are black as onyx and it has a body the size of a month old kitten.

It's gold and white fur stands on end as it gets close to me. It jumps from my father's hands onto my shoulder and hisses at me.

''Be careful, they have a bite.'', he said calmly

''I know! There is nothing to fear, right?'', I coo looking at the fox-squirrel and it runs down my arm, and bites my finger. I feel sharp teeth enter the flesh, and I cringe. But I would not pull back; it hisses, but lowers its ears and let's go. My finger oozes of a little blood, but the fox-squirrel licks it away.

'' That's amazing! It has taken a liking to you!'', he laughs. It was the first time he laughed since...mother died.

''Can I keep him?'' I call as I dance in the hallway. The fox-squirrel runs along my arm spand.

''Of course.'', he said, a wonderful smile lighting up his face.

Then it disappears as a bolt of lightning strikes and the entrance to the mansion opens with a bang that shakes the whole estate.