A young woman ran through the night, the desert sands sweeping past her bleeding, chained, feet. Her clothing was a ragged wrap that barely cover her body from the harsh elements. Her flaming hair spun, like ruby, in the wind. Her body was battered and bruised. Her hands were clasp together in front of her bosom, holding an object wrap in silk. She turn around and saw figures in the horizon; they were gaining on her fast. She increase her pace, ignoring her body's agony.
"I must protect Ira. I can't let them get her! If I can get there quickly, I can finally be at rest," she spoked to herself with a heavy accent of her homeland. "I call upon the Storm of Sand Flame, block any intruders from coming after me until I reach the haven of your home!" A huge gust of wind began to lift the sand up and up, carrying more and more sand, creating a sand storm.
"This will buy me time," she smirked as she continue her journey north. The sands barely let the sun through its barrier, making it harder to see the stone structures that were half hidden in the sand.
"Finally, I made it," the woman let out a small sigh as her feet carry her to one of one of the fallen pillars.
"Now, I can put you where you belong." After taking a breather, she walk past the pile of fallen pillars, stones, and marbles. Her toes brush away some of the sand from a platform on the ground that was not destroy or ruin by the sand. The woman put the wrap object down in the center of the platform.
"I'll be taking that," a high pitched voice said. The young woman felt pain shoot up as she glance down at a sword's tip protruding from her chest.
"If you do, the Goddess of the Sand will never live. You betray her for power. Let the Goddess of the Sand curse you from using it."
"You can't curse me! Your life essences are no longer in this world," a pale face with jet black hair peered at her face. Violet lips smirk at her
"That may be true, but you are too late. It is gone, going to somewhere faraway where you'll never reach it. I will come back, stronger than you ever be. Serible, you lost sister, I, Blaise, won," the woman died there as her enemy screamed in anger. The sand grew stronger as it swept the area away like it was never there in the firs place.
On the planet, Domino, the royal family welcome their newest member to the world. A baby born with red hair like her mother with cyan eyes. They named her Bloom, unaware of what was awaiting her in the future.