Aiko stood waiting for her opponet to come crashing through the falls.
As he jumped down from the second floor, she saw his shadow, and foolishly looked up. Time seemed to slow down to an imperceptibly slow pace, and all things with it.
She wanted to move, she tried to move, but was frozen in place in fear.
As the sword moved towards her unprotected upturned face, her life flashed before her eyes, and then the sword puried itself in her skull.
The spark of life left her eyes and she toppled to the floor lifeless.
Everything was growing dim in Aiko's eyes, but she also saw a single spark of light, and in the light, she saw her daughter, her real daughter, holding her hands out to her mother.
"Calbrena." Aiko whispered, her hand outstretched to something that wasn't really there. then her hand dropped and she moved no more.
An undefined period of time later....
Aiko awoke in a room. There was a Monk in there with her. In fact, it was the same monk that helped her in the first place.
"Are you feeling better now?" The monk asked.
"I lost her. I lost my daughter. I lost my precious Calbrena. My poor little baby." Aiko sobbed. She threw her arms around the monk and cried on his shoulder.
"Not all things are lost forever. That which is gone can return to you again, but only if you return to the past and face that which took her from you in the first place. You must be strong though, and not let these empty people cloud your mind, these false beings that from time to time take over your persona. you must decide which is more important, not facing that which you fear and dread the most, or your daughter." The monk said.
Aiko just continued to cry on the man's shoulder.
Eventually she could cry no more.
"There now. I think this experience has helped you a little" The monk said.
Showing her out of the citadel, he waved as she left, going for who knows where.
the monk sighed.
If she only knew. He thought.
(((OOC: After you tie up the loose ends with your character, you can submit this unless you want me to.)))