Alternitive Ending A/N: This is the curveball, a new ending. This one is much happier, so I hope you guys like it. Thanks so much for reading! 3

"Go." Was all Ena said. And with that Ciraah and Laya hurried off. Ena stood there, and then finally sat down on a stone bench. The darkness was getting stronger. Then he came, first just a black haze in the space in front of Ena. Then he took shape, looking malevolent and grinning, his red eyes blazing, black blade in hand.
"Ena, Ena. How many times must I kill you?" He sighed, still grinning malevolently.
"You can only kill a person once." She said, standing up. She stood facing him, her red hair yanked free of their ties by the wind, which tugged at her dress and tunic. Purple eyes surveyed the demon. Sawai examined the girl's eyes. They were like looking into a pool of water; he saw his own sprit such as it was reflected in them. And they showed no hatred towards him. Only one emotion radiated from those eyes.
A wild determination. It was odd getting caught in her eyes, and Sawai stood up straight, smiling again.
"Do you want to die this time, Little Ena?" He teased, raising his blade.
"That's not my decision. We have no control over our own death day." Was her reply.
"Ah, but you can choose. Give up, or fight me." He taunted.
"And I will never give up." With that she launched herself at him, throwing herself onto her hands, and catching the blade with her feet, slamming in into the ground next to the demon. She then used the momentum to flip back to her feet. Sawai growled and swirled around, in one motion yanking the blade out of the ground. But he stopped.
The very tip was chipped off. No human could ever chip his blade; it was too strong. So how had this little girl done it with a simple self defense move? Deciding not to dwell on it, he swiped the sword around towards Ena's side. She leapt over it in one clean motion, rolling and then jumping to her feet, still with the wild determination in her eyes.
Again he tried to swipe at her other side, and she dropped, kicking the sword up, but not quite out of the demon's hands. She quickly got up, her mouth set in a grim line. Throwing her foot around, it connected with Sawai's hands, sending the sword flying. A glimmer of pain crossed his face, but he called the blade back to him, and in an instant, he had it back in his hands.
Ena jumped back, avoiding another blow. She had no hope of defeating him unarmed like she was. With only her reflexes and the self-defense she knew, she was no better off. She wished she knew some sort of war magic, but none had ever been taught to her, and she wasn't sure if magic would work on Sawai anymore. Narrowly avoiding the edge of the sword, she was knocked of balance, falling over the back of the bench. As his sword came down, she rolled under the bench, and sparks shot up from where the sword had grated the stone. She had to do something! Jumping out from under the bench, she attempted to kick his hands again, but missed, nearly losing her balance again, but managing to stay on her feet. This couldn't go on forever. Sawai suddenly straightened up, his look of hate replaced by another grin. This time he simply disappeared, reaping behind the girl.
"Time to fall, Little One." And before Ena could react he shoved the sword though Ena's back.
Ena had been prepared for pain, the same searing pain that had threatened to kill her only days ago. But no fire coursed though her veins, and Sawai yanked the sword back. As soon as he did, the skin healed. Ena swirled around, facing a stunned Sawai. No blood was on the blade.
"You can't kill me. Not with that blade." Ena said as the realization hit her. "It's pierced me before, and no blade can harm me twice." She related her mother's long forgotten words.
"I saw last night, Ena, that you will be safe. No same weapon can hurt you twice little one, so do not fret."
Her mother had told her the day she left, and only four years old she could not make sense of the words. But now she understood. The Goddess had somehow bestowed an incredible power in Ena.
"That's impossible!" He roared, trying to stab Ena again, but she dogged it.
"Nothing is impossible." She said, and then faced him head on. Her eyes were flaring with the wild untamed fire of her spirit.
"This is." He muttered. Ena, however, knew what she had to do now. She called every last bit of magic to her palms, every bit of herself, all of her life, which were facing skyward in front of her. Instantly they flared with a blue magic that illuminated the whole courtyard. Bathed the blue glow, the only thing that remained its original color were Ena's eyes, a glowing purple against a backdrop of blue. She then walked towards the Greater Demon, and started reciting the first words that came to her mind.
"Go Sawai, back to death where you belong. Go, and don't ever show your blade or face here again, spill no more blood, think not of your twisted plans of evil. I call the power of Enamar, I call the power of Audilaya and Kero!" And with that she threw the light at him, and the whole world seemed to explode in a white blue light. Ena had one last look at her foe, and then the magic hit her, her whole being shot back at her. And she dropped to the floor, the life that had once filled her, gone. Then as fast as it had come, the light was gone. There, where once the Greater Demon who was called Sawai had stood, was nothing, nothing but a blade.
It no longer had a tarnished silver hilt with a blood red jewel set in it and a blade the color of midnight. Its hilt was the purest color of silver, and set where the ruby had been was now a calm sapphire stone. The blade was silver that was tinted with the blue of Ena's magic. Sawai was gone, Enamar's sword returned to it's former glory.
And Ena was gone too.

Epilog

Rin sighed, looking out over the city. Teers and Ciraah had returned to Sogen, where Teers was going to take over as head master. Yui had chosen to stay in the capital, especially after her father had died from a wound of the battle. Many lives had been lost.
Ena's life had been lost. Rin felt the tears come again, but he wiped them away, not wanting to start crying again. It felt as if some of him was gone, the part that had been Ena. The minute he hadn't felt her during the battle, he knew what had happed. Sawai was defeated, and his shadow army. Rin had tried to tell himself that Ena had done the right thing. But it just wouldn't work, he missed her too much.
He walked down the stairs, down and out of the castle to the gardens that surrounded the castle grounds. There, in a small clearing surrounded by flowers, was a patch of freshly growing grass. No gravestone stood at the head of it, only a sword. A beautiful one, with a silvery blue blade and blazing silver handle. The sapphire twinkled in the setting sun's light.
"Ena." He spoke her name, knowing it would do nothing. He sat at the foot of the grave, and let the tears come, for what seemed like hours. But he couldn't sit here forever.
Roku, I think it's time to go home. The boy called to his horse, who came swooping down from the heavens, great wings extended and painted with the hues of the sunset.
I believe so too, Rin. He said as Rin went over to him, running a hand down his neck before hoisting himself onto the horse's back. With one last look at his sister's grave, the horse lifted up, and the last rays of light spilled over the world, and the sky faded to a deep blue.