Thank you for your kind words on the last chapter. I have in fact edited this chapter from the original I put up. Its not majorly different and their aren't any plot changes just extra detail.

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Its was simple enough to say that from that day on. Simple life for little sapphire wasn't so simple anymore.

Sapphire move in with 'grandma able' who tried her hardest to look after each of them with what little benefits she got.

Sapphire. Had a great deal of respect for her for what she was doing, she didn't have to take her in, she could have watched while they shipped her off to some orphanage but she didn't, so as soon as sapphire turned 13 she got a little job dishwashing in a café, every gil she earned went straight back to grandma Able.

Life wasn't grand by any means. Food was sparse. Really sparse. And the tight money didn't allow for frivolous spending like fashionable clothes, computers, or even a new school bag. Grandma able pawned everything she owned, and despite the deep guilt the consumed her, she never told grandma able about what she had that she could pawn. Her father's gunblade was too sentimental. Sapphire deep down believed that daddy would want to use it again when he came home.

It was a week after her fathers disappearance that the biggest change happened. Her farther had always made sure he trained his daughter in the martial art. His knowledge wasn't that grand after all he was a gunblade specialist, not zell dincht for crying out loud! But every SeeD trainee had basic martial arts training and that's what he passed on to her.

Another day and the rough public Deiling high school was over and in the pouring rain 10year old saph walked herself home. Her blond hair sticking to her face, her clothes were soaking wet. They felt so heavy on her little frame. She wrapped her arms round herself in a last ditch effort to keep warm. She stumbled through the streets when all of a sudden the rain seemed to stop. No, the rain happened stopped. All round her it was raining. But why wasn't she getting wet? She looked up. Someone was holding an umbrella over her head. She was shocked, her farther had always told her to watch out for strangers and immediately she did the only thing she thought she could do. She drop her bag on the floor and took up an almost laughable, insignificant martial arts defensive position, just like she had bee taught. She froze her blue eyes just staring.

He began to talk.

"Little sapphire Almasy?"

she nodded. That mans voice. It was gentle and soothing. He wasn't going to hurt her, she didn't know how she knew that but that's what she felt. She felt safe with him. Really safe. In an odd sort of way. His long silk and heavily embodied martial arts clothes and long grey beard were perfectly kept.

She put her body at ease and stood their hands by her side looking up at him. A rain drop hanging off the tip of her nose.

"Yes sir, that's what they call me".

He chuckled lightly at her dry wit answer. "They call me master chi, I am a master of martial arts and I am supposed to train you".

"Who told you that sir?" she answered, a little confused she had to admit.

"When you were born I had a vision about you and I sort out your farther. You are a special child with a special future, Sapphire you need to be taught how to fight like a real warrior. You NEED to know. I am here to make sure you have that knowledge".

Sapphire didn't buy it for a minute. "How's an old man like you supposed to make me into a great fighter?" she raised an eyebrow.

"never ever judge a book by its cover. I am a leader in Mugen-Tenshin style. Yes it is true that I'm getting old and I only train one or two people now but it was decided many years ago by hyne herself that I would teach you my art. Sapphire you must understand theirs a reason your dad was taken. Are you willing to learn?"

So much for such a young girl to comprehend. Her fate already decided? She had to learn how to fight? Why? What was coming? Why did it involve her? And what did this old man know about her farther?.

She didn't answer him verbally she just nodded.

He handed her a small bit of paper containing a small, badly drawn map to the dojo. Tomorrow she would start to learn one of the most beautiful, graceful and deadly forms of martial art that would push her spiritually, mentally, physically and acrobatically.

Everyday their in she her life was hectic.

School started at 8:30 and break and lunch time was fully devoted to training. After school she went straight to master chi's dojo until 6 at night. Then if it was either a Monday Wednesday or Friday shed work her after school dishwashing job shed stay later and all day Saturday and Sunday would be spent training. On the eve of her 12th birthday she was presented with a spectacular pair of Chakrams. These were metal bladed rings which were held in each hand. They were carved with dragons and other mythical beasts. Off the handles at the top of each ring were glass beads and tassels that made these deadly weapons look almost feminine. She loved them. Yeah she had always dreamed of growing up and wielding her farther gunblade. But the Mugen-Tenshin style was extremely acrobatic, almost like a dance and it meant she had to be very quick, light and fatal on her feet. Learning to use a gunblade would mean she'd lose the speed advantage; sapphire was physically too weak to take someone on one on one. She realised this and threw her self into the exotic dance of the Macabre

When sapphire was 17years old grandma Able passed away quietly in her sleep. A flashy service was to expensive for these parts. A good person like grandma able was admired by everyone and people flooded to the pauper's funeral. They all came to pay their last respects to a woman who had showed then all kindness. You don't have to be a social icon or a millionaire to command respect. Able proved that. Everyone admired that.

But Sapphire was now alone in the world. At 17 years old sapphire was now living in a apartment with 2 other girls in the same horrid conditions she had always been used to. In the same dead end shit street, in fact she was only a few houses down from where her and her dad lived. She couldn't help but look at that house a reminisce every time she passed it. She was 17 years old, going to school. Learning to be a martial artist and work every night from 7pm till 2am as a bar girl just so she could keep a roof over her head.

Her flat mates were good enough. They were two aspiring 'pop star's who dreamt of becoming famous. It was upsetting to see another 2 people in this street with hopes and dreams that, would more likely than not, come to nothing. Sapphire didn't get much time to spend with them. Work and training commanded too much of her precious time but it was a happy enough environment to live in. sapphire had always enjoyed music and her flat mates made sure she got her fill of it.

Over the years it was easy to see how she had changed. At 17 she was now a well defined young adult, like most people her age. Her aerobic training gave her a tall thin well toned body. While luckily enough for her she wasn't blessed with to bigger chest. Her long blond hair always tied back into a pony tail with loose bangs falling into her face. She worse extremely baggy black cargo pants that was kept up by a black belt, which on the left leg was a large yellow patch which was the mark of her master and the dojo she trained in. while in the hot and humid Deiling city she only wore a black bikini top. With a long sleeve very cropped jacket when the sun went in at night, I mean bikini top was nice and all but it wasn't THAT practical. She was always kicking around in her favourite pair of trainers and her prominent eyes were always her foremost characteristic.

As another day of training started she entered the dojo by bowing to her master. But today something was different. She looked up form her bow and caught the eye of her master

"Ah sapphire I've got some you should meet. Please follow me".

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