A/N Hello and here is chapter three of SteamPunk ENJOY :D

Chapter 3:Lost Memory

This was it for her, life had surely ended. She made her leap of life to the other ledge, and simply missed. Now at a free fall, memories long forgotten were coming back to her. Times when she thought it was the end to times when she couldn't hold her excitement. Then a memory she never wanted to remember again, the day her grandfather was killed.

4 years ago...

It was a normal day at home. Not much ever happened to the Loud family so there was basically nothing to do at this time and hour. The Loud parents out on a business trip, the nine children were left to just play around while their grandfather was watching over them. With an eagles eye, the elderly man looked over to a prank ready Lane. The boy looked to his grandfather and frowned. Deciding to join in on the little laughing matter happening with the rest of the children a roar of laughter began erupting from the children as the grandfather began to tickle them. Seeing as that everyone was enjoying them selves, the old man walked to the window. Watching the calm city before him, he didn't notice a lowering airship. Moments later, the large vessel crashed into the window the man was standing at. The kind, old man, was blasted into the wall behind them. The children began screaming for their grandfather as a puddle of a crimson liquid began to flow out of his head.

Every child then began to yell "Pop-Pop, wake up!"

Present day...

At free fall, Linka never though that memory would come back to her. The death of a family member. She never did understood how death worked though. The way it takes away a beloved for eternity. This she never has and most likely never will understand. Death though, was one thing she didn't want to experience. Opening her eyes she saw a small fleet of air ships below her. She then began to dive towards the uppermost airship. Landing on it she then bounced down slightly before completely falling off of the vessel. She the did this again and again, each time less promising then the last. Now at her last chance she dove not for the soft balloon, but straight for the decks below. Speed increasing every second, she dared to imagine what would happen on impact. The sight of the decks growing every moment, life began to tick away. She was now about fifty feet away from probable death. Moments away, she blacked out entirely.

Upon awakening, she saw she was safe and sound on solid ground. Standing, Linka looked around to see were she was, which was right were she would have landed if she made the jump. It was now morning, and time for her to find a meal. Getting to her feet proved to be a bit of a problem. With a little trouble, the girl got to her feet and looked around. She wished she could have called it a dream, but she couldn't. Before her were not people, but faint wisps of the past. People with funny goggles walked to old airships that had crashed many years ago, such as the Sheffield.

One of the women looked her way and said "my word, it's a little girl."

Linka then pointed to her herself when the woman nodded. The woman proceeded to walk over to Linka with her hand outward. Wonder was all she was filled with. The woman, now in front of her, reached down and grabbed her hand. Smiling, the woman waved with her other hand as her and the rest of the timely wisps faded away like dust. Looking down into her hand She saw something, it was a locket. She then opened it to see her grandfather and the woman. Confused, she then began her trip home. About half way, something then caught her eye. Curious, she cautiously walked towards the item. She then looked into the shadows and saw a pair of glowing eyes. Seeing this as a flashing danger sign she quickly left the area. Now back on her original path, she made her way home to collect her thoughts.

A/N Yet again, sorry for the short chapter. I want to know if the next few chapters should be daily life or one shots of certain times in the plot. Hope you all enjoyed :D