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      I heard a noise and was suddnenly awoken. I could barely see anything, and the smell of sulfur was overwhelming. There was an intense heat, like none I've ever felt before, that was surrounding me. I could make out the shadow of some type of huge demonic thing flying overhead. I heard the screams of sounded like at least 10,000 people. There was a voice from in front of me, and it felt like a thousand knives were being thrust into my soul when I heard it.

      "Welcome, Nanashi, to the gates of eternal pain and suffering. Here you will be granted the gift of reliving your life, over and over again."

      I was scared at first, but at the mention of reliving my past, I felt the hatred build up in me.

      "Listen here fucker, nothing in this forsaken realm or any other damn realm will ever make me relive my past. In fact, I gotta little message for you to deliver to Lucifer for me. Tell him to shove it up his ass, because the 'No-Named Angel' is controled by no one."

      I didn't have any weapons, but as the hatred kept building up, I felt pressure running in a straight line down my left arm. There was a sharp pain, and at least thirty razoer-like projections shot from my left arm. I knew how to use them already. I ran towards the demon's voice and slid the smooth part of the razors across its throat. I jerked my left arm back, and felt the warm demon's blood splatter across my face. I started to hear a very melodic song being sung by a beautiful, familiar voice, but I couldn't remember who it was. I closed my eyes and faded out listening to the song.

      "Nanashi, please wake up. Why did you do it? Why did you charge in front of me and take that horrible wound?"

      I opened my eyes and saw Angelestia standing over me, trying to wake me up. I could move, but barely. I had to move slowly, or I got a feeling that I was gonna pass out. I slowly stood up and looked at my right arm. It was still in its metal form. I looked at my left arm, but there were no projections from it. My wings were retracted into my back, and my hair was its silver color.

      "Angelestia, what happened? Where's Lance's body?"

      "I'm not sure how, but Lance got a burst of strength after you passed out, and broke free. He ran off after he broke free. Why the hell did you charge in front of me like that? You might not have gotten struck if you had waited and charged at the same time as me."

      "I don't know what it was, but something inside me told me to charge and not let him touch you. We need to find another village. There has to be one around here, so we can get food and other supplies."

      "I have some blackberries that I found earlier, and neither one of us has any money to buy anything at any of the shops."

      She reached her hand out with five blackberries on it. I took two and ate them. If I ate anymore, they would make me sick. These were special ones that just a few could keep you going for about a week. I looked over to the armor after I had eaten the berries. I walked up to it, and disassembled it. I put each part of the armor on over my leather clothes. I walked over to where I had dropped the twin daggers. There was still blood on the one for the right hand. I reached up and felt the scar over my left eye, before putting the blades in their sheaths.

      "Angelestia, was that you singing when I was in that other realm?"

      "What are you talking about? I was singing, but you never went anywhere."

      "My body may not have, but Lucifer will be after me soon. I have denied what is said to be his territory by escaping hell. Well, let hell come to this realm, no one can control me."

      He saw a look of despair in her eyes when he said that. He didn't know why, all he had ever know was pain and hatred. So why would he have any other purpose than to cause both of these? He started to walk to the opposite side of the hill from which they had climbed.

      "C'mon if you're coming with me. I think I see smoke from a smelter in a village a little bit this way."

      He turned and saw her slowly start to follow him. They reached the bottom of the hill in silence. He continued walking towards where he had seen the smoke, but he heard a sound. He didn't think much of it at first, there were always sounds in the woods. He continued walking, and looked behind to make sure Angelestia was still there.

      "Someone, anyone, help me!"

      I turned to face where I heard the words spoken, as a young elf ran out in front of us. He was roughly 5'8" and had long dark hair. His eyes were blue like the sky. He had three spike coming from each shoulder that stuck up about three feet each. There were strange marking on his chest that I couldn't understand. Angelestia suddenly ran in front of me.

      "There's blood in the air Nanashi. Those markings on his chest, they read as 'The carrier of the six guardians.' Guardians to what?"

      I heard more movement, and saw three creatures shoot by and run the elf through with their blades. When they stopped, I could see that they were dark elves.

      "Oh shit, apparently he was the guardian to keeping the dark-elves' Goddess from being released. If he just got killed, then we're in a hell of a lot of trouble."

      I drew my blades, and felt the hatred starting to build up again. They were threatening the first person that I had ever even remotely cared about, and it was pissing me off. My eyes took their red color, and my hair gained its blue tint. I felt pressure on my shoulderblades and down my left arm. I screamed in intense pain, as my wings and the razor-like projections shot out with a shower of blood.

      "You guys really fucked up this time. When you get to hell, greet Lucifer for me."