You follow Marie down to her basement. It smells a little musty, as basements do, but it is dry, and clean. An old laundry sink is in a corner, though the washing machine is on the first floor. There are boxes and old trunks piled up along the walls. Marie opens a chest and removes a something long and curved wrapped in a fine blue cloth.
"What is it?" you ask curious.
she unwraps it to reveal a katana sword. "This has been in our family for years. Grandpa gave it to me some year ago." she hands it to you. "Its very sharp."
You unsheathe it partly, and in the light you see the folds in the steel. It was real alright, You are very nervous now, wondering what was it she wanted you to do to her. You had a guess though, but given you only just discovered your new powers, you hoped she wasn't going to suggest what you were thinking.
"Wow, this is real I think."
She nods, "Grandpa used it on me a few times." She smiles.
Now you're really getting nervous, she was thinking of you chopping off something. "Wha... Wha... What would you like me to do?" you stammer.
"Chop off my head of course." she smiled and a look of horror crosses your face. "Don't worry, you can heal me." She fished out a large plastic tarp and unrolled it on the floor.
Your mine reals at this. "Have you been planning this?"
"I knew someone in the family would have those same powers, so yes." She smoothed out the tarp and knelt down.
You shake your head. "I don't know about this?"
"Just heal my head first, my body can wait. If I can't talk just kiss me. And you better stand behind me to do it."
This was wrong and freaky on so many levels. "Have you ever been beheaded before?"
"Of course, how do you think I know about this stuff?"
You gulp as you move behind her and in sheathe the sword completely. "Ok Marie here it comes." You raise the sword and swing.....
The blade slices through her neck like butter, bright red blood sprays out as her head drops to the floor. Her body falls next to it continuing to spirt blood for a second or two. You drop the sword and rush over to you cousin's head and pick her up. Her eyes are closed, your hands begin to glow, and she wakes up.
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