Authors Note: Hey there, readers! I'm back with another chapter of the ever-growing Fan Fiction "Flesh and Blood". This is my longest going fan fiction so far. I must say, I'm rather happy about that fact that this is my sixth chapter. I hope you enjoy it as always. Any way, I still would love to have more reviews. The more, the better. So, I'll stop talking and let you get to the fic. Enjoy.

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Korin walked down the street of New York City. The night sky shown over head and the light of the buildings shown down upon the people. She stuffed her hands into her new leather coats pocket. She had started taking these walks after her talks with her father and before she went to watch Sara. She didn't know why she enjoyed these walks so much. Maybe it was the crisp night air that always came in the fall. But, Korin was almost sure that it was the time by herself. Alone in the big city that new her so well, Korin could think. She was thinking about everything that had been happening the past four weeks that she had been home. Things seemed to be going great. She and Ian where getting along...but still.

At night, when she would sleep, she would have the same dream over and over again until she would awake covered in her own sweat. She would always feel so alone and scared and would almost always start crying. She would wish she could forget all of these dreams but always bits and pieces remained. It would hurt to think about it.

So, at night, she would take these walks to clear her mind. It would work to. She would think about everything and things would seem to fit into place. But, then, every so often she would pass a place that seemed to remind her of something. So many things didn't work. How could she remember things...or think she remembered things...that didn't really happen? It wasn't real! How could it be? Nothing made since anymore. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to find out about these dreams. She wanted to remember all of them. She wanted to have her life back...her life...was this really her life? Did she really want to be under her father's power forever and ever, amen? Did she really want to live to kill Sara? Why should she kill Sara? Pizzini had been nothing but nice to her since they first talked that day in the coffee shop with Ian...or had there been another time when they had talked? Non of it made since. All her life was a dream. A thing slowly fading away from view and into something different. She was changing...or had she changed already? Was she something she had always been...or was she something she didn't want to be?

Korin sighed as she walked. She didn't want to have to think about any of this. She wanted to go back to the way things where...but...something told her things hadn't been the way the used to be since she woke up in that place with the doctors. Something had changed. Korin looked up at the sky then back to the sidewalk. Things where changing and she didn't like it one bit.

With a sigh, Korin looked at her watch. "Oh shoot!" Korin said. "I told Ian I'd be there a half hour ago!" Korin broke into a run for Sara's apartment.

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Ian sat on the rooftop across from Sara's apartment. He looked at his watch and sighed. Where could Korin be? She was late! And one thing that Korin never was, was late. He looked over at Sara's window where she stood looking out at him with a cup of coffee in her hands. She smiled and waved to him. He waved back. Sara motioned for him to come in which he did, after making it over her fire escape. He entered and was handed a cup of hot chocolate by Sara.

"Weren't you cold up there?" Sara asked, smiling. Ian smiled back.

"Not really." He said.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Whatever do you mean, Lady Sara?" Ian asked knowing that she could see right threw him.

"You know what I mean!" Sara said. "You've been acting like someone ran over your pet puppy for the past few weeks. I may not know you to well, but I know when you're upset."

Ian sighed. "It's Korin." He told Sara. "She's been acting so weird. It's like she's not telling me something. And she's late tonight. She's never been late for anything since we where three! It's like she can't remember half the things we did when we where young. She's always got this look in her eyes...like...like she can't feel anything. She doesn't laugh anymore. And then there's the dreams."

"Dreams?" Sara asked. Ian nodded.

"I watch her sleep every night threw her bedroom window because I want to keep her safe," He added seeing the look on Sara's face. "And ever night, she has a dream. She tosses and turns for hours on end and when she at last wakes from the dream, she starts to cry. I'm so worried about her. I can't understand why she's changed do very much. I just want her to be the same way she always was." Ian closed his eyes to fight off tears but soon the feel.

"Oh, Ian." Sara said giving him a hug for the first time. Ian didn't even think about it at first and just let her hug him. Then she looked up at him and they looked into each other's eyes. Without even thinking, they kissed. It was a simple friendly kiss. But when the short kiss was over, they both pulled away from one another.

"I'm sorry, Sara." Ian said. "I didn't mean-"

"It's fine, Ian." Sara said. "I kissed you too, remember?" Ian nodded. "It doesn't mean anything...dose it?" Sara asked

"No..." Ian said in a hurry. "But...Thanks. It was a comfort." Ian smiled. "Dose this mean where friends?"

Sara nodded. "I guess it dose." They smiled at one another. "So, do you want something to eat?" Sara asked.

"Sure, thank you, Sara." Ian said following Sara.

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Korin stood on the rooftop across from Sara's apartment. Her eyes filled with tears that she couldn't stop from coming. She had seen the love of her life hug and kiss another women. Her heart was breaking. She had known Ian liked Sara but this...seeing this hurt her worse then anything else could. She turned her back to Sara's window and let tears flow down her face. She had to get out of here. She ran towered home as fast as she could.

She ran in the front door and ran headlong into one of the servants named Joel making him fall to the gourd. Without even saving sorry, she ran off down the hall hoping that Joel hadn't seen her tears. She ran up to her room, put on her CD player so everyone wouldn't here her cry and fell on her bed sobbing. Her howl body felt numb with pain. She wanted to drown away her pain. She wanted to die, if that would get ride of it. There was a soft knock on the door.

"Korin?" Came Irons' voice from behind the door. "Are you in there?" Korin didn't answer. "May I come in?" Korin still didn't talk. The last thing she wanted was to have her father see her cry. The door opened and Irons walked over to Korin's bedside. "What's wrong, dear? Why aren't you with Ian?" At the sound of Ian's name, Korin felt her tears start anew. Irons put a hand on her shoulder. "What happened?" He asked.

"Ian.... and Sara...." Korin choked out.

"What about them?" Irons asked.

"When I got to Sara's apartment.... Ian and Sara where.... Where..."

"Where what?" Irons asked.

"They where kissing... I...I saw them." Korin couldn't take it. She rolled into a ball and sobbed loader then ever.

"There, there." Irons said.

"I thought...I thought he liked me." I thought we where more then friends. But...he loves Sara. I could never beat Sara. She has Ian's heart. I could never have it. He could never love me like he loves her. I just didn't see it that way tell now." Korin said threw her tears.

"I'm sorry, Korin." Irons said, though, if Korin hadn't been crying, she would have been able to tell that he didn't care at all. In fact, his mind was working fast. He had a plane. "I knew this day would come. Sara is nothing but trouble. But... there is a way to get her out of the way." Irons said, looking over at the Blade in Korin's wrist. "You know what you can do, don't you?" Korin's eyes snapped open. "You can get her out of the way for good, Korin! You'll never have to fight for Ian's love. He'd be all yours, isn't that what you want? You can kill her! You where going to anyway. Kill her, and Ian will be all yours." Korin's eyes turned the same clod, midnight black like the gem on the blade. Korin stood up and whipped away the tears. Irons stood as well and backed away a little.

"Kill Sara?" Korin said in a stone cold voice. "I... could...." Her mind was going a mile a minute. It made since. The Blade on her wrist hummed as if it thought killing the wielder was a good idea. Korin's eyes narrowed. In a flash, the Blade went from Bracelet forum to Sword forum. Irons smiled.

"I tack it you like my little idea," Irons said. Korin didn't answer; she walked over to her window, and was gone. Irons smiled as he walked out of the room and down the stares. Things where working out better then he could have ever planed. Sara was going to die tonight and Irons would once again have the changes to take control of the Witchblade once again. Oh, yes, things where going his way.

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Ian and Sara where talking and drinking hot chocolate. They where both unaware of what was about to happen. Sara was telling Ian about this movie she saw the day before with Gabriel and was telling him that he should see it with Korin. That's when they heard it. A soft knocking on the door that at first didn't even sound like knocking. Sara looked at Ian.

"Did you here that?" She asked. Ian nodded and they both stood up and looked at the door. The knocking became loader and the handle on the door started to shack. Sara and Ian both pulled out guns a back away from the door slowly. Then, all at once, the door was knocked down and there stood- "Korin?" Ian and Sara said together as they saw their friend in the doorway. But both of them new something was off about her from the moment they had seen her. Ian looked right into her eyes and gasped as her saw black inside them.

"Sara!" Korin said in a weird voice that made Ian shiver. "SARA!" This time it was a yell. Korin was changed so quickly that no one knew how it had happened, but all at once, Korin was in armor. Not the kind of armor Sara would where when her she was in the Blade forum. No, this one was a deep crimson red. The Black Blade hummed angrily.

"Korin, what are you doing?" Sara asked. "Why are you acting this way?" Korin smiled an evil smile.

"I've come to kill you, Sara Pizzin!" Was Korin's answer. "I've come to kill you."

TBC...

(A/N OK people. What did you think of this chapter? Good, bad, can't stand it, I'm open for ideas about the fic right now. Also, I want reviews ASAP. I NEED reviews! I need to know what people think about it. So please R/R. I'd love you forever. * smiles sweetly at the reader * Thank you before hand. Much love!