Vector was as ready as ever. He flew back from one of Amelia's attacks and thrust his own at Durbe. The gray-haired Barian went flying into the air, but soon caught himself. He shook his head rapidly and soared back down. Amelia followed after that with her sword.

"Back off!" Alit yelled. He fired an energy beam at Amelia, who slid under it and began wrestling with him. They hit the ground multiple times when Alit tried to fly away. Amelia had managed to slash him once, but that was it before he flashed away.

"Coward Alit. Come back and fight me like a Barian should!" Amelia yelled. She snarled and decided to forget about it, because he'd always been one to flee from her.

Girag jumped in and took the pink-haired girl by surprise. She screamed and struggled against the grip he had on her. Alit returned and shot at her. She went flying into the air, and landed with a thud.

"Oww...oh god, that was painful..." Amelia sat up and stood all the way. She shook herself off and then charged right in.

Blood went flying. Alit had flashed away right before anything happened, but Girag wasn't so lucky. Amelia's sword had come in contact with him, and now they were rolling around on the ground in a heap of spattered blood from each other's wounds.

Durbe snickered. They should know better then to just charge in on Amelia, especially when she had a sword. He returned his attention to his opponent: Mizael.

"Feeling confident, Durbe?" Mizael taunted his enemy. With a scowl, the other one nodded.

"You know it."

They ran right up to one another. Punches were thrown, as were Barian Energy shots. The two of them sent themselves flying a few times, but it didn't matter. Durbe was only fighting his old friend because he had attempted to attack Amelia. He was simply defending the one he loved.

Mizael took aim at Durbe once again. But this time, right at the last second, he changed his target and fired right at Amelia. He laughed and flashed away, leaving his former ally behind to attempt to save Amelia.

Amelia didn't need saving. She heard the laughter of her previous master and had the beam soaring back the way it came before it got within a foot of her. The pink-haired girl looked up at her family, dangling in the air. She blinked, then began to defend herself again from whatever attacks came flying her way.

"It's gonna take more then that to stop me! Bring it on!" Amelia yelled, swinging her sword around in a confident fashion. She had already taken Girag down, one of the strongest Barians. Well, one down, three left.

Mizael flashed in front of Amelia. Before either of them knew it, they were wrestling on each other, just like how she had with Girag. The only difference, however, was that Amelia had dropped her sword, so she was forced to fight bare-handed.

"You're going down!" Mizael threatened, scratching Amelia in the process. She gritted her teeth and shook her head.

"Not true!" The pinkette threw the blond off her. She then turned to Durbe with a pleading look. "Hold them off! I'll be right back!"

"What?!" Durbe exclaimed, throwing a squirming Alit off himself.

"Trust me! Just give me five minutes and we'll have a guaranteed victory!"

"Gah, okay! Just go! And hurry up!"

"Not a problem." Amelia flashed away. Durbe rolled his eyes, saying to himself, "This had better be one damn good plan," before diving into battle.

XxXxXxXx

The room Amelia arrived in looked no different then it did the day she left it. Her old bed room, the room she always fled from Vector to, the room she and Durbe had become best friends.

The room her whole second life had happened.

"Okay, now where did I put it?" Amelia walked over and skimmed through her closet rather quickly. When she found it, a broad smile crossed her face.

Her old soldier gear was all she needed.

Amelia smirked. It was still in perfect condition. Carefully, she slid her current clothes off. She then slid on her skin-tight tank top. It was jade green and spaghetti-strapped. Perfect.

Next came her tights. Also jade green. Amelia slid them on, surprised they still fit, and jumped into her white skirt. The pinkette slid on her white top, one that went just above her stomach, and walked to her bed. She put on her boots, that of which were pitch black, and did the same with her matching gloves.

"Almost done. Now I just need my Gazer Tattoo." Amelia smirked as her left eye turned magenta, with the orange tattoo crossing over it. She truly was just like her twin brother. Quickly, she picked her sword up from the floor, then flashed away.

She was so relieved Durbe had managed to keep himself safe while she was gone.

Amelia ran up to her friend's side and looked around. Whatever Durbe had done to fend off the other Barians, he'd done a good job. None of them were there.

None except Vector.

"Wow...that's amazing! I can't believe it!" Amelia smiled at Durbe. He was staring right at her. It took her a minute, but when she realized what was going on, the pinkette felt herself blushing.

"Holy crap...Amelia, you haven't worn your soldier stuff in forever. And…"

"And?"

Durbe just kept staring. Somehow he had a faint bit of blush on his cheeks. "And you look amazing in it."

Now Amelia was smiling. She ran up and hugged Durbe. At first, he flinched, but then he hugged her back and didn't let go.

They gently jumped away from each other, staring into one another's eyes. In all truth though, Durbe wasn't just staring at Amelia's emerald eyes. He was looking her up and down.

Amelia just blushed a bit again. She simply shoved the gray-haired Barian a small distance, then chuckled and turned around.

Vector was standing there now, his arms crossed in anger, yet in confidence too. He stepped a few inches farther, then stood in a stance that made Amelia shudder.

"Well now Amelia. I never thought I'd see you in your old gear again. Still smell of dragon breath?" Vector asked, laughing in the progress.

Amelia scowled. "Shut it Vector," was all she said enforce looking back into the air, where her family was dangling. Trey had a confused look in his face.

"What? Amelia, what's he talking about? I've heard so much about dragons. What the heck does it mean?"

The pink-haired girl sighed. She was in a corner.

And before she could say she didn't want to answer, Vector did for her.

"Don't you get it?" Vector asked, changing to his Rei form. "She was alive when we Barians were humans! She was Mizael's little helper, and a great warrior. But it wasn't great enough. And yet, she still somehow managed to live because of one dragon! Ask her. She'll say she remembers everything!"

Vector smirked upon seeing Amelia's eyes go wide. She gasped and growled, staring into the violet orbs of eyes in front of her.

"Why did you tell them that? Have you no shame?"

"No Amelia."

Amelia just staggered backwards and shook her head. It was one thing if Vector told of things Amelia did while she was on Barian.

But it was another thing if he leaked out the information of her life before the Barians became...well, Barians.

"What did he mean by that Amelia?" Trey asked.

"I...I was alive when they were all human. And I was killed when they were."

The Arclights' jaws dropped. Was it possible that Amelia had been alive as a different person? She could remember everything so clearly. Vector smirked.

"That's right. Amelia may be your twin sister Trey, but her souls was once another persons. When she died, her soul was put into the body of Amelia Arclight. So technically, she'd been reincarnated with the rest of us."

All eyes fell on Amelia for an answer.

"It's true. How else would I be able to remember everything that happened that day so clearly?"