A crimson energy flowed over young Mani's body as her fake mother began to squeeze the life from her. She could feel her chest getting tight and she couldn't move her arms or run away. How could she have been so foolish? It had been eight years since she'd seen the brunette haired woman, and she knew far well that her mother was gone, but seeing her face once more was over whelming for her tender heart and mind.


"Mo....momma... Why?" Mani choked on the air the was being forced out of her lungs by this horrible creature. She could hear her heart beat slowing in her ears, her face was burning as it deepened in red tones, and everything was starting to become distant and fade to darkness. Her eyes closed and all she could think of was the night she'd heard the news.

A police office had come knocking on the front door of the home Mani and Jean-Robert had grown up in. It was late, Manuella usually would of been in bed by not, but since her big brother had come to baby sit her while their parents where gone, she was able to stay up later then normal. She had been the one to open the door; wide eyed she staired up at the officer unsure of why he was there. The suited man steped inside and went to another room with Jean-robert. The talked quietly for quite sometime, and then the man left. Jean-Bob later explained the situation to her, that was the end of her innocent young life.

Manuella hated her self for so long after that. She cursed herself for being naive at that age, for not having said a proper goodbye due to being caught up in seeing her big brother, and for not begging them to stay. Though it was never her fault, she'd always blamed herself for something she could of never controlled.

This is it then, I'm finally paying for the wrong I did as a child. The shaved cat... the broken vases... I would of taken it all back if I could... And yet, though I knew this is what I deserve, I'm not ready to go. I don't want to die when I've finally found a place where I feel I belong. I finally have a reason to stand and fight... Jean-Robert... I'm sorry.. Nagi...

The clones power was starting to over power Mani, she fell to her knees, her heart beating less the thirty times a minute. She could feel the life inside her draining away and The Room, the real world, everything was beginning to slip away as her body began to resist the erge to fight. NAGI The serpant woman's name repeated in her mind before compleat darkness won over, she feel to the ground, breaking the blood red aura, and laid still.

It appeared the clone had won. Mani's young body laid motionless on the sand of the beach, waves roared in the background and washed over her small hand.

"N... Nagi." A whisper had slipped from the lips in a tone that would of been barely audible even to the sand if it had ears. In an intence blast of energy, Mani's body was wrapped in a white light and she was lifted from the sand. "NOOOOOO!" The ball of white energy screamed in Mani's voice. The light dissapeared and Mani had once again become Inuyami, but there was something slight different. Inuyami had finally unlocked her true powers.

From behind the clone posing at Inuyami's mother, a rock came flying a stuck it in the head; knocking in off balance. The rage in Inuyami's eyes were unmessurable compaired to the pain inside her heart. It was one thing to lie and take the form of someone she'd loved very dearly, it was another to slander their good name in such away.

"You are not my mother!" Inuyami screamed at the top of her lungs, relieving some of the pent up emotions inside her chest. She rose her hand, causing a wave of white sand to cover the false clone and knock it off balance. She walked over to the monster and stepped on the throat, pressing down only hard enough to cause discomfort and not let it up. "WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS!" Yami growled as she applied more pressure.