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Its been a while since Sakura came to Black Amber, she wondered if Teresa was doing alright? Last time she was here, she got attacked by Jacob. Why did he do that? Sakura was only trying to get the dagger out of his back. She shrugged the thought away as she sat down next a creek. The same creek she went to when she first came to Black Amber.

"The memories won't go away" she murmured through the air. As she pulled the black ribbon out of her hair, letting the long lavender hair sprawl out like a river.

Ava jumped to he side of Kasumi and held her guns aloft towards her. They were in a clearing now so shots would be easier but Ava wasn't about to waste bullets here if the two others were just going to jump out at her anyway. Ava wished the girl would drop her damned sword and the two would fight with there fists. Ava loved her guns, but knew the beauty of a pure test of skill for life.

It had started off with some sort of numbing sensation that had started to crawl through his small body. The light colored skin covering him from the outside forces tingled as if someone was poking him with needles every where at once. This caused a stirr a very light stirr to begin his eye lids twitching as his conscious fought greatly to awaken him. Something cold suddenly smack against his small cheek and drizzled down the curve of it to his jaw line. At once those eye lids lifted slowly with some great force. Catching nothing but that of a blurr before his miss matched eyes. Closing them tightly for a few moments he opened them once more finding the blurr to have cleared up some. A few strands of coco hair falling over his eyes as they slowly moved about studing his surroundings.

There was a dark wall across from him faintly some moon light was coming in through the window on the wall behind him. Shedding some light within the room giving him a bit more to work with. There was an open door soom mud tracks across the clean floor of someone that was in a hurry. That was when it struck him a burning agnozing pain soared through his hands. His body trembled and spasmed the first few moments at the sudden blast of pain. Face being burried into the pillow to muffle his childish cries of pain. Taking in quick deep breaths Jacob risked the chance of staring down upon his small body to see what the cause of the pain was.

His dark blue shirt was wet from something some form of liquid. The white sheets strangled beneath him were patched with the scene of gore. Shoulders beginning to tremble as the ages of memories attempted to pour back into his mind. Quickly focusing on his breathing to keep the memories at bay and to keep himself calm. Only then would he stare down upon his hands which trembled more then any part of his body. That pair of sea and jungle eyes widened in shock and fear. From the beginning of his finger tips down to the edge of his palms were sliced up. Coating his hands in crimson gloves his breath getting caught in his throat not allowing him to breath as he went into a state of shock.

That was when his memory started to tumble back to him. Recalling when he left his sisters room to go and help her from that woman that had attempted to kill her in the wilderness. Remebering how he took his very own daggers and cut deep into his hands to perform the blood spell that saved his sisters life. But how did he get back to his sister's tree house? Whom brought him here unattended? Letting him bleed out? And where was his sister? Those questions raced through his eight year old mind as he slowly pushed himself into a sitting position. Hearing the sounds of battle outside the window he slipped off the bed and dashed towards the window. Keeping his hands down by his sides as he peered out.

Far in the distance somewhere in the wilderness a battle was going on and farther off there was another. War was upon them and his sister could be down there. Yes, they were not blood related at all but after the murder of his parents she was closet thing to a family he got. And her life was in danger as far as he knows. But....Jacob gazed down at his worthless hands. There was no possible way of being of any used in the state he was in. Unless, his sister had some of that miracle lotion that takes away the pain. With that in mind he ran out of the bedroom and made his way to the kitchen. Using the back of his shaking hands to upon shelves and cupboards searching for that white colored jar. Finding it at last in the far corner he snatched hold of it and slid the lid off. Grabbing a wad of lotion he quickly smeared it across his hands as if he was washing them.

Grinding his teeth at first at the stinging sensation feeling the way his skin was moving about against the rubbing. Then after a few short moments the pain simply vanished. Yes, it had vanished but he was still bleeding out greatly and if he didn't get medical attention he could lose his hands. Grabbing some straps he wrapped them around the palm of his hands only he would need his fingers in order to get down this high bloody tree. After that he would snatch his pair of gloves and slowly slid them on making sure to put on the pair that would cover all of his hand and fingers. But it was white colored and it was already being decorated with crimson before he even bolted out the door. Lossing a moment haste he grabbed hold of a vine and started to swing down the tree. Landing hard upon the ground he stumbled for a few moments before regaining his balance and quickly running off towards the direction of the battle taking place within the wilderness. Snatching hold of the daggers hidden within his shoes.

*Kas continued to draw closer and closer. She was within striking distance now, but instead of swinging with her sword, she took out a shuriken and threw it inbetween the two of them. A smirk came over her face as she looked up to her mask foe, wanting to see some form of expression before her plan came into action*

Jacob was thankful for all that training now that his sister has given him. If it wasn't for it he probably would've stopped by now to catch his breath. But, he was still running towards the last part of woods he had last witness the battle taken place. For now he had to resource to memory considering that the woods had suddenly gone a dead silent. Still holding the daggers tightly in both of his hands he continued on ward. The tip of the blades pointing towards the back of him instead of holding them out before him. His adreline pumping greatly as he continued to cover ground greatly. Making sure to not get sidetracked or to get caught upon anything such as a tree root or rock. The air of battle was beginning to surround him as he neared the battlefield.

Rias watched the battle with interest. It had been a while since she'd been a part of a battle. Or one that she wanted to see. She glanced down as Ultima garbbed her arm. He thought she would interfere. She slightly smiled. She could never interfere with any battles. Unless it was something that had to deal with her people or her children. Her eyes glazed over as she thought about them for a moment. She gently pried her arm out of Ultima's grip gently but easily. She had strength when it was needed but she felt that it was more of a nuisance. Rias nodded to him and spread her wings slightly. She lifted up into the air and settled on a branch. She made herself comfortable without making a sound. If Ultima meant to see one of these women, she was not going to put herself in the open where it would be easy to harm her. Her eyes watched as the two battled, judging their style of fighting just in case. She never fought unless it was neccesary. Now her darker side would have liked nothing better but she had been able to suppress it for a long time now.

Ava's careless move landed her into a tree with her clothes on fire. The explosion left her dazed and confused on the ground next to the tree she impacted. Her clothes were burned mostly at her stomach and exposed burnt flesh. The worst part she realized as she began to comprehend what just happened was she had dropped her left gun.



Ultima's eyes widened as an explosion came out of nowhere between the two. He looked up to Rias to see how she handled the sudden show of firepower. It didn't seem to him this would go on much longer.

Rias stifled a laugh. That one girl had made a foolish move. Her darker side was enjoying the fight. Way too much. It wouldn't get involved though. That she was certain of. Just because she had buried didn't mean it wasn't there. Rias cocked her head to the side and watched with way too much curiosity. The one that had multiple images of ehrself was winning. That was for sure. But that other girl might be able to do something, if she stopped being so foolish. She had expected the battle to be won that easily. Battles were never that easy. Someone always had a trick up their sleeve. Her fingers absently went to her neck. Her clothing kept it hidden but there was a long scar there that went from the back of her shoulderblades to her right ear. She traced what she could, her memories on her most recent battle. The one she had fought with her supposed husband. SHe shuddered, dropping a single white feather and a single black feather. She watched the battle, any other sounds fading from her senses. Of course she would sense if anyone tried to attack her. That was instinct and her instinct never died.