CHAPTER TWO THE BEGINNING OF A HEROINE

It was a cool night as Amri; a ten-year-old girl was watching

the sun set behind the rolling hills of the north. She then saw

something she never saw before. In the north a great cloud had risen

and started to blot out the beautiful sunset. It started small at

first then slowly it grew in size.

"AMRI, COME QUIKLY!" it was Amri, s mother. She too had seen the cloud

rise out of the north. She had seen several of these black clouds

before. Sadly knew an army was coming to kill her sister's child. It

was coming straight from her father's castle. She knew he had snapped

and was on the rampage he had always told her about.

"AMRI, GET INSIDE NOW!" as fast as the little girl could go she ran to

her small home. It was a lonely cottage set in the greenest part of

the valley. When Amri reached her home her mother hurried her inside

she then put Amri into a hidden cubbyhole and told her to stay quiet

and to not get out no matter what happens. When her mother had put her

safely in side, she used a spell to transform herself into her niece.

For it was Amri her father wonted.

An hour had passed before the sound of the great army had reached

there home. With out even a knock the door was burst open and a man of

large structure came in and looked at the transformed form of Amri. He

knelt down and picked her up. "Where is your mother?"

"She left to go to the market and get some food."

"Oh, do you know who I am?"

"No, but you are scary."

"You will be the first to parish." Then with that he took the tinny

girl's head in his hands and broke her neck.

He then looked through the house and when he was finished, he left it.

Then the sound of the great army disappeared into the distance. Slowly

Amri creped out of the Cubby hold and saw a lifeless form of her self

on the floor. She knew it would not be useful to weep for she was dead

and Amri now understood it was a good idea to hide in the woods, her

mother had taught her to live in the woods unaided.

While she was in the cubbyhole she found an old trunk and decided to

bring it out and see what was in it. At first it would not open, then

Amri noticed something was written in the top of the lid. It was set

in several different languages, but Amri understood every one of them.

" ISILER UIRTYL HORTYEL DURENL SAERT QUENTERD AFLOYER AMRI DRAGMIRE

ILOPEN." " When the aieir of the six clans meet, she shall be called

Amri Dragmire, in this trunk will be her past present and future, she

only needs to prove her blood and I will open."

Amri did not understand, but she some how knew what she needed

to do. She went into the kitchen and got a small paring knife. She

then went back to the trunk and poked her finger until it flowed

bright red. She then put it on the lock and it pooped open with no

effort.

Amri then slowly opened the chest and found it to contain three items.

The first was a sword. It shone like the moon and seamed to have a

faint glow. When she picked it up it felt as light as a feather and

seamed to fit her small hands perfectly. She then pulled out an out

fit that was maid of strange material. Stranger yet it was made to

cover her whole body like a skintight suit. It seamed to be made of

the same thing as the sword. The third thing was a letter that was

folded up neatly in a brown dusty envelope.

Amri broke the wax seal for the first time. When Amri opened it a ring

fell out and landed in her lap. She then looked at the letter and saw

a form of righting so beautiful it was as if the letters moved on

there own to form the next word. " My Dearest Amri. You do not know

who I am, or why I am. I have sent this letter to you in hopes that'

some day you will read it. Your mother was not whom she seamed to be,

but that is something you will learn in time. I hope the gifts that I

have given you will help you on your journey of discovery. The Sword

was my greatest friend; its name is Galadrelianna (Ga Lada Rielli

anna), a long name for a mighty weapon. You will find its powers when

you grow up a little. You must always were the ring, if you do not

then the power of the sword could kill you. You are the only one who

can touch that sword. Your ring is also the key to many mysteries. So

guard it well, for some day it will awake a mighty queen. I am sorry

that you will go through many hardships and many dangers, but a

kingdom is waiting for you. The last few things I need to tell you is,

the armor that is enclosed will make you stronger then one hundred

men, it will let you be invisible, and have the speed of a dragon. The

only problem is the suit does not let the wearer use any of these

powers at the same time. You can only be fast but not invisible, and

so on. You control what it does by your mind. You will know in your

hart what you need the most. Finally, you must travel to the dark

forest. It is as far south as you can go.

On a dragon, it is a week's journey. On foot, it will take two years.

I know it sounds long but you can manage it. When you get to the dark

forest, you will know what to do next. May the guardians protect you

my dear daughter? Love Marianna."

Amri let a tear fall as she finished the letter. She then put on

the skintight armor and was amazed at how comfortable it was. She then

put a cloak on over it so she would not fell totally naked and look

out of place. She then slipped on the ring and strapped the sword on

under her cloak. She was so small the sword dragged the ground a bit.

Therefore, Amri just slung it over her shoulder under her cloak. She

then pack up was left and gathered some food.

When she was finished, she looked almost ten years older. When Amri opened the door she felt the cool night air rush in. it had only been three hours since her mother, or fake mothers death. She did not look back she only looked south where she was told to go for one whole year.