Dark Swirls ran as fast as she could. Finally, after what had seemed like hours, Dark-Chan hit land. She instantly collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion. Dark tried to look around, but unfortunately, she fell asleep from her deprivation.
When Dark-Chan woke up, it was morning. Dark-Chan looked around. Aroma was no where to be found!
"AMORA!!!!" Dark-Chan cried!
Dark-Chan ran from place to place with haste. Every object in this strange land was made out of glass. Even the trees were made out of glass.
"AMORA!!!!" Dark-Chan screamed louder.
Dark-Chan tried to use her magic, but every time she tried to use it, she thought of her parents dying. Dark-Chan tried to run more, but collapsed to the ground and started sobbing. She tried to stop and get up, her attempts proved fruitless.
"Amora... Amora.... Please..," Dark-Chan quivered.
What Dark-Chan didn't know, was that Amora had been captured. Four hours earlier, A group a natives had nabbed Amora-Chan while Dark was sleeping. They had taken Amora to their lair on top of of a glass tree. They used a tranquilizer shot to make sure Amora would not wake. The worst part was, THE NATIVES WERE PLANNING TO EAT AMORA!!!!!!
After Dark-Chan had composed herself, she got back up. Even though she was sore everywhere, she was determined to find Amora. She continued to yell for Amora, but there was no response.
Suddenly, Dark-Chan heard mysterious chanting. It was coming from on top a glass tree. Dark-Chan started to climb the tree. The more Dark-Chan explored this mysterious land, the more mysterious it got. For example, she figured out that the tree's leaves were made out of floating green liquid. It was the strangest thing considering the bark was made of glass.
As Dark-Chan climbed the tree, the chanting got louder. At almost the top of the tree, Dark-Chan saw a platform above her. The platform was made out of the same brown glass that the the trees were made out of. Unfortunately, the glass was too thick to see above it. Dark-Chan climbed to the side of the platform and jumped into the air, grabbing onto the edge with her finger tips. Dark-Chan lifted her head high enough for her eyes to see above the platform.
Above the platform, Dark-Chan saw the most horrible sight. Amora-Chan had been put into a see-through black-tinted cauldron. The cauldron was surrounded by Natives made out of white glass, to opaque to see through. The Natives were all wearing brown capes with hoods to hide their faces. However, Dark-Chan wasn't paying any attention to their clothes. Dark-Chan had realized they were turning Amora into soup.
"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Dark-Chan screamed, leaping onto one of the natives.
Before she had time to knock out the natives, her flash back kicked in. She lost all of the magic she had gained, AND her muscles became extremely weak. The natives pinned down Dark-Chan, and were now trying to sedate her. All Dark-Chan could do was scream.
"HELP!!! HEEELLP!!!! SOMEONE!!! ANYONE!!!! PLEAASE!!!! THEY ARE KILLING ME AND MY SISTER!!!! AHHH!" Dark-Chan screamed at the top of her lungs.
Before the natives had time to sedate Dark Swirls, A silver arrow shot through the tree's leaves, piercing one of the native's glass skin. A dark read blood poured out of the natives pierce, soaking into the ground.
Seven more silver arrows shot out of nowhere, killing all of the natives. The natives fell to the ground of the platform, soaking it with the dark liquid. Dark-Chan used all of her energy to lift her head up to see the person who had shot the arrows.
Suddenly, a mysterious hooded figure dropped through the leaves. Dark-Chan stared at the hooded figure. The mysterious was wearing the same hooded cloak that the natives were wearing, except it was a vivid purple. Unfortunately, the cloak covered all of the figures upper body. The only part of their body Dark could see was their legs. Their legs were wearing short shorts, with a gorgeous see-through purple-tinted silk skirt above her shorts that only extended to her upper-shins. The figure walked closer and closer, carrying the black cross-bow that they had used to shoot the natives. They stopped. Then they spoke in a gorgeous silky voice.