• Chapter 1: How It Will End

    When angels are dispached from heaven they don't always become demons. Those who turn their backs on the lord become demons, Those who accept the reality of their deaths become archangels and help others find their way to heaven, if an archangel losses faith in in the lord but still heeds his commands lose thier wings and become reapers they take the souls of the wicked and feed them to Cerebrus the hound that guards the gates of hell, the final possible form are those who were once archangels that did not only lose faith in the lord but they also do not heed his commands, they are known as fallan angels. Fallen angels and demons may no longer be conected to heaven but they keep their wings, though the wings of a fallen angel turn gray and a demon's wings turn black.

    Each of the four classes has their own specific powers and abilities. Archangels hold the ability of great speed, and grace. Reapers hold the ability of summoning, and immortality. Demons hold the power of element control, and body morphing. Fallen angels hold the ability of flight and reincarnation. Just as each classes has it's own strengths they also have weaknesses, But the weakness of each is a secret known by few, and useable by even fewer.

    June 6th 2006 all hell breaks loose, literally. The demons and monster of hell are released onto the world of man. Reapers and fallen angels are indifferent beings they are not vertueus, nor are they malevolent. The archangels are the soldiers of god's holy army, and the demons are the soldiers of hell's vast force. Two years after the great war's start earth has been deemed a non-combat zone for archangels and demons. The war is fought on the plans of barin lifeless planets. Seven years after the end, earth as become a haven for every type of monster you can imagin. Archangels and demons that do not wish to fight in the war are banished to earth. Humans are almost impossable to find now.

    They where pushed to the brink of extinction by the monsters who used them for food. A young man walks into a bar in what was once Las Veges, now it is known to most as the city of blood. It is Inhabited almost completely by vampires, the man is dressed in a black leather trenchcoat that stops at his ankles, a pair of dark blue baggy jeans, dirty blue low-top shoes, and a black shirt. His hair is ash gray and stops about half an inch above his shoulders, the man's right eye is scared, most people noticed this as his crimson red eyes scaned the room.

    He sat down a few tables away from the son of a rich vampire and listioned as the stupidity of the young vampire's words made there way to his ears. He watched as the vampire drank pint after pint of blood mixed with vodka, and became more and more buligurant. The breaking point came when the vampire became, how shall I say, a little too friendly with one of the human waitresses. The young man threw his bottle of liqueur and broke it over the vampier's head drinching him and the waitress in alcohal. The vampire lost his temper and yelled out "Who dares to strike me?"

    The young man raised his hand and quietly mumbuled "I dare strike you. Fools need a daily strikeing and I doubt you've ever been touched, little brat." The vampire clinched his teeth and said "Do you know who I am?" The man replied "Nope, But I know most vampires hate fire. Alcohol will burst into flame at about 450 to 500 degrees." "A basic cigarette is 450 degrees when lit. Any alcohol above 80 proof burns very well. The alcohol your covered in is about 200 proof ,I like the strong stuff." The young man pulled a cigarette, out of his pocket and put in his mouth. The vampire pushed the girl down and asked "So, what does alcohol have to with this?"

    The mans eyes followed the girl as she ran behind the counter. He lit a match on a rough spot of his table then answered the vampires question "What that has to with this, is your about to die." The man lit his cigarette took a puff and held the cigarette high in the air and while everyone was focused on the cigarette he flipped his match onto the vampire's shirt setting him a blaze. The man drank the last of the booze in his glass, stood up, walked to the bar and tolled the bartender "Sorry about the dead guy, here is the money for the damage the fire did and for my drinks."

    He sat a large amount of money on the counter, turned around and walked out. When he walked outside a woman about the same age as him was standing next to the door. She was wearing a white trenchcoat, white pants, white shoes, a white tank top shirt, and a gray chocker with a black jewel set in it. Her hair was short, shaggy, and twilight blue. She looked the young man over and said "Well Cain, your still useing good old fashion brute force I see." He gave the woman a cold look then answered "Just leave me alone Alexandria, I've tolled you I'm not in this war so back off."

    As Cain began to walk away she said "I'm not here to ask you to join us, I'm here to ask If I can join you?" Cain stoped, took an large puff off his cigarette and mumbled threw the smoke "Alexandria, I don't give a damn If you come with me. Just don't expect me to protect you all the time." She ran up beside him and said "People call me Alex now." Cain answered "Ask me if I care. Just remember your the archangel not me. If you don't like the way I work, you're free to leave anytime."

    She answered "One brother has abandoned me, I won't leave the other by choice." Cain answered "You're not the only one Abel abandoned. Brother tossed me aside like trash as well. The differance between us is I was willing to kill him for it." The two left town and where soon spotted in Austin, Texas. The known territory of werewolves. The morning after the two were seen entering Austin, the city was wiped off the face of the planet. Even now legends are tolled about the Gray haired man and the woman in white who destroyed the city of Wolves, and the pet that came out of the debris and disappeared with them.

    Two years after the destruction of Austin Cain, Alex and their new found friend Blare were seen in the last human city New Orleans, Louisiana. Blare a hyperactive young girl of about seventeen years old wears a pair of baggy red pants with white trim, a white tank top with a black long sleeve fishnet shirt underneath. Her hair is shoulder length and silver, her eyes yellow as gold and she almost always has her headphones turned up very loud in a fight. (That's how she got the name Blare.) Blare jumped up and started hanging upsidedown from a light post and asked "So Cain why are we hear you home sick or something?"

    Cain answered "You're actting like a child again. An old friend of mine contacted me the other day, said he needed a faver." Alex asks "What kind of faver?" Cain answers "Don't know, he owns the bar on the corner up ahead, you can ask him when we get there."Alex asked "It's Baret right?" Cain said nothing and once they got to the bar Alex asked "Cain, you know Baret is going to get us in trouble right?" Cain answered "Yeah, but he's the only one to fight our brother and live, and that includes me." When the three walked in a beer mug came flying past Cains head just bearly missing him.

    They looked inside and the whole bar, somewhere near forty people, were fighting. The only person not fighting was a rather tall man sitting on a couch in the corner of the room, he was wearing a dark blue mask over the bottem half of his face, a black short sleeve shirt over a long sleeve white shirt, a pair of faded blue jeans, and brown work boots. Cain, and Alex walked over to the man while Blare jumped into the fight, and started laughing, and knocking people in every direction. The man in the corner glared up with his blue eyes threw his chin lengh blood red hair at Cain and Alex as they made their way threw the crowd to him.

    Before Cain said anything the guy said "Tell your pet she can beat up as many people as she wants, but if she breaks anything shes paying for it." Cain replied "She's not my pet, I just can't get her to stop following me. What did you need Baret?" Baret leaned forward and said "A few days ago some old geezer hired me to find his kid." "I found her but the problem is getting to her." Alex asked "What's the problem Baret? Just go in and take her back." Baret replied "The problem Alex, is shes being held in Siberia." Blare jumps out of the fight, lands on the couch next to Baret, and asked "Why is that a problem."

    Cain answered "Baret's nickname is 'The Water Dragon.' He got that name because most of his attacks are water based, in that part of Russia water at normal body temperature freezes in under a second." Blare replies "So, doesn't that make them more effective?" Alex answers "No, Blare it works like this when a person uses a water based attack they pull in oxygen and hydrogen molecules from the air around them, the molecules combine and make water just before they enter the body through the pours in the skin."

    "Now if you try that in a cold place, like Siberia, the water will freeze and turn you into a meat popsickle." Blare looked at Alex for a secend. Her faceal exspssretion tolled everyone she had no idea what was just said, she laughed and said "Aley talk funny words." Then jumped over everyone and back into the fight. Baret asked "Cain, what is wrong with her?" The only answer Cain had was "A lot."

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