Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except Rathena, Vella, Jarek, Zethia and Askin. Everything else belongs to Tamora Pierce. And I like to point out that if everything did belong to me I wouldn't be writing fan fiction now would I.

I Updated!! *All clap really loud*!

This Chapter is dedicated to DevilsQt! She E-mailed me telling me to update so here it is hope you enjoy it!

Rose stood there with a spreading grin on her face. She had done it she thought to herself. She had gotten the girl out of the way. She had finally succeeded. At first she had a plan. At first she was going to get rid of Daine and then cause chaos, but now she just wanted to torture the girl and the people around he. She started to laugh, a wicked laugh and she started to change. Her skin seemed to melt off of her. What was left was a dark haired woman, it was Uusaoe.

Numair was in the market place when he started to hear an evil laugh, like someone was right next to him and cackling in his ear. He stated to feel the hair on his neck prickle. He looked around wildly, glancing in every direction, but he could still not find its source. He then felt a wrenching at his heart, and right away he knew something was wrong, and it had to do with Daine.

Sarra stood outside with a worried look on her face. She was staring into the air as if expecting a familiar figure to appear. Weiryn came out to join her. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sure that she's fine, don't worry." Weiryn told Sarra.

"That's not true, I can't feel her, and she's gone. Usually I have a feeling in the back of my head, telling me if she's in danger or not. But now. I just don't feel her." Sarra's voice trembled as she said this and a few tears slid down her cheeks. Weiryn now had a worried look also.

"I don't know what we can do, we'll just have to wait and see, and hope."
"Miss?" said the man who looked about Daine's age.

"I.I can't remember who I am. I can't remember anything."

"Well, I'm Jarek." He replied. "I'm going to help you up, okay? Now I'm going to take you down to the town. Now what you need is a name, just a temporary one until we can figure out your real name. Can you think of a name that sounds familiar?"

"I. I don't think so, just Vela.Verlad.Vale. I can't quite get it." The redhead replied.

"Vela you say, well that's what we'll call you, Vella!" Jarek said with a grin on his face. Vella just nodded, her curls bobbing up and down.

"Where are we going, what town," she asked.

"We are going to a town called Lithia. It's a small village north of Snowsdale."

They arrived in the village and right away Jarek took Vella to the village healer.

"Zethia?" Jarek called loudly. In reply came a voice followed by a young woman with light brown hair.

"I'm coming! I'm coming, Jarek what have you done this time."

"See what I have to put up with! I'm innocent yet I'm abused." Zethia snorted and Vella hid a grin behind her hand.

"Well, well dear what's the problem here?" Zethia said with a kind motherly voice.

Vella blushed, "Um, I can't remember, um, anything."

"You can't remember anything?" Zethia tutted in a motherly way. "Nothing at all? Hmm. well I think that means only one thing. You have amnesia. That would explain why you can't remember anything. But just to make sure I'm going to probe you with my magic. Just try as hard as you can to remember something, anything. Zethia told her.

Vella just nodded and furrowed her brow in concentration. She could feel a thought in the back of her mind. She could almost grasp the thought and then she started to get dizzy. Vella gasped, her eyes opened, got wide and one word escaped her lips,

"Numair."

Then she fainted. Zethia who was deep inside her fell to the ground with a thump and landed next to her. Jerek just stared with wide eyes at the two women on the floor. Then as if Vella was talking in her sleep,

"No! Don't! Ma? Anyone? Cloud..." Her voice had turned into that of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, the voice was full of fear, then once again she spoke. "I just wanted to talk to the Dolphins. No, Numair isn't dead! I don't believe you!. I love you."

Jerek just stared in wonder as Vela's body went limp. Zethia's eyes began to flutter open.

"Zethia?" Jerek asked worriedly.

"I went into her mind, I saw flashes of her past. I felt what she felt. She doesn't just have amnesia, it's like there is a magical barrier around her mind. The thing is she's so strong, memories are leaking out. Zethia said in a dazed voice.

"Is there anything we can do?" Jerek asked in a pleading voice.

Zethia eyed him curiously but just sighed and sadly shook her head. "I don't think we can help her. The barrier is too strong. All we can do is try to jog her memory so they pass through the barrier."

Vella gave a moan and Jerek was by her side in an instant. He had just met the girl but he was already beginning to feel protectiveness over the girl. He wiped her forehead with a caring hand and in one movement picked the girl up. Vella seemed to relax in his hold. Zethia watched in amusement with a smile playing on her lips.

"It seems someone has taken a liking awfully face." Zethia teased Jerek.

Jerek just shook his head and walked into one of Zethia's spare rooms. In it there was a small bed along with a desk and chair. It wasn't the most furbished of the rooms but nor the most plain. Jarek then set Vella gently on the bed.

In a far away Realm.

"Our Daughter has once again played with a mortal's life. Not just any mortal but a chosen one." Mother Flame remarked to her mate.

Father Universe just nodded his head and said. "Our Daughter is being dealt with, but what about the girl and the spell?"

"The spell must not be broken, instead she will have to conquer it by her self. If Verladaine truly wishes to return to her old life then she will break it, but if she does not then may she enjoy this life more then the last." Mother Flame said in a voice full of reason.

Father Universe stayed silent and watched the girl and wondered what would become of her.
Yay! I finished the chapter, took me long enough right? Well Uusoae, to all thoughs that are confused is now out of the story. It was branching off in too many directions I couldn't handle it, I'm a wimp in know *sigh*. Anyway I'd like to say thank you to my Math teacher, he was my inspiration, and it was there that I did most of my writing. I'm evil I know. Well I of course want to say thank you too all my reviewers and if you want my to e-mail you when I update my chapters tell me so in a review hint hint. Well I'll try to have my new chapter up soon so don't get to impatient with me!