Chapter 9 of 50 The Blade Has Been Remade

"She'll never find that rock! And I'll have Dearka all to myself!" Ami cried and swung around the skirt of her dress.

"And he'll never turn away like HE did, he paid for his trickery, he's not rotting in hell all for what I know." She played with her green hair and closed her eyes.

"I wasn't supposed to die, I had the will to live, I was so happy," and pulled a ribbon from her dress and started to experiment with the types of hair styles she could make up. She giggled under her breath.

"Better figure out what hair styles I will my hair up to at my wedding. It's funny, because there is no rock!" and she laughed evilly into the dark abyss.

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Meralia stood in awe at what she had just discovered; the large room had many levels of steal platforms with many different tube-like things, and inside each, was a dark ora.

"She's… transformed all the ora's into her own little science experiment!" she cried a loud. She walked over to the nearest tube thing and looked into it, the dark tube she could make out the small features of each. This one had rusty long hair and blue eyes.

"MOM! Is that you!" she cried in disbelief.

"Mother…" she said.

"Ami's keeping you locked up in here, isn't she?" asked Meralia, the dark ora, nodded! Meralia stood back.

"So it is you, do you think that there is a way to get you out." The ora nodded and looked over to a desk that Meralia didn't notice. On the desk was a sword, yes people a sword.

"This is like the one father has in his study. It's a Japanese Feudal era Samari sword. But their were only two of these, one my father has. the other…" she looked at the sword.

"… blade was broken, this one has been remade." She looked at her mother.

"I'll free you, mother, if you promise to help me." The ora nodded as Meralia stepped back,

"I haven't any practice with a sword before. Please forgive me." She said before she ran full speed at the tube, and jumped and sliced the tube then she brung herself back and crossed the first blow with another, to make a cross. And she regained air and kicked it, and it burst open and the black ora were free.

When she was free she flew around for a minute, and floated down to the ground, and transformed, back to herself before she died. Long rust red hair, and gorgeous features.

"Meralia, you look so beautiful. You've really grown into your looks." She said, Meralia smiled and hugged her mother.

"I love you." She said,

"Yes hunny, I do too."

Sorry for a short chappie! Check out my new story Fading Memories! I will have to hold back on this one for a little bit, I hope you guys don't mind!