(In desperate need of a title)

This story like others
Contained facination
An evil that caused
Her swords resonation

A fighter of talents
With skill to spare
Killing demons
Was her care

So much her care
She saved her clan
From and undead pirate
A baleful man

She returned from the journey
With a piece of a blade
Fused it with hers
To see what it made

Weapon in hand
With that shard
Control of her sword
Soon became hard

Being fused
with a mighty fierce power
Even her clan
Began to cower

Knowing the shard
And just to be sure
She must kill the blade
To resist its allure

So with Makki-Maru in hand
She sought out the source
One destroys other
That is the course

But it was too late
The Nightmare was slain
Now how to destroy it?
And put an end to its bane

Wanting to solve
The threat of her sword
An urge to wield it
That must be ignored

But collecting her powers
Of mental strength
She would wield this blade
No matter what it would take

While still in command
For short spurts of time
She'd control the evil
And commit no crime

One day attacked
By Ninja known
They did not want her life
For reasons unknown

Of course though, they fell
Not nearly a match
For with Mekki-Maru
They caused not one scratch

Among the thrown carcass
Of a ninja there was
A fragment, an aura
Caused only because

Soul Edge still lived
In pieces, yet whole
Infecting the world
And causing its toll

Uncertain of action
She knew but one thing
If she didn't stop it
It would bring

A terrible darkness
Like a hate-filled wound
She must stop this evil
She must stop it soon