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Black among white, the blood flowed down Tomoro's forehead, and a single drop happened to cross over her left scarred eye, coming down her cheek And dripping down onto her forearm. She opened her eyes halfway, her thick lashes practically absorbing the blood, and she looked up at him dully, as if almost bored. So this was what she was doomed to. Of course she knew it was coming... it wasn't hard to predict, it was deduced by her father a long, long time ago.... but Tomoro didn't know it was happening at this direct moment.

And of course if he took away the power of the box, he would also take part of her with him, and she'd follow him mindlessly, like a dog by its master. The only thing that could possibly snap her back to reality was if she somehow got her powers back... and of course, that wouldn't be happening anytime soon. She stood there calmly, stuck in the position Scythen had chosen for her, and took a few small breaths as she had begun to weaken just a bit. Even she didn't know what was going to happen...

Slowly unopening her eyes and getting on her fours, her dress now half ripped and her eyes dull and dilated, blank and uncaring, dead to the world... she got on her two legs and bent backward, cracking her neck completely backward, an awkward popping sound emerging from it. Looking down at herself, she let out a soft smirk, and noticed... who was it? She didn't know who it was running toward her, only that... she had something to do with him, something she couldn't put her finger on...

Opening her mouth halfway, she put her hand up to her left eye, and gasped lightly; something... was different. Something she couldn't even think about getting to understand... a different presence completely. As the man neared her, she quickly furrowed her eyebrows and brought out her revolver, holding it tightly in her hand as she walked past him without a second thought. The one... who did this to her. If she stayed around him too long, she would force herself near him, the part he took from her... Tomoro's eyes began to darken, turning into a deep, deep grey, almost black, and she moved like a tiger stalking its prey toward the man crumpled on the floor in the back of the church room.

"You... summoned me?" She let out with a small laugh, almost irritated at how pathetic he looked on the ground. Swiveling the gun on her hand, she dropped it and then stepped on it, the sound of little gears shattering
beneath her feet. "What the ******** do you want, you pathetic piece of s**t?" She said rather loudly, cocking her head to the side, putting her hands on her hips. "Now I'm forced to be with you. So tell me.." she stopped momentarily, and then continued. "Master... What is it... you want me to do?"

It was a completely different aura around her now, not the soft, calm, earth presence. Something was... stirring around inside, and even she didn't know what. Her actions, the way she moved, it was almost as she had gained enough confidence for 100 men over that short time period, and she stood, her hair mussed up as she sneered at the man.

"Do you really think... that I can just open it like nothing? And waste my life on someone like you? I'd die. I would if I could.... but I can't... so I won't. You figure out what to do. I did read in a scroll... that it had to be... in a place... with a bloody fountain.." she said, smirking, eyes closed too sweetly. The fountain of eternal damnation, she believed it was... maybe another name. Everything was fuzzy at this time, and Tomoro barely even knew her own name. It was then that she recited the exact words from the book, as if she were looking down at the scroll that instant.

"And two... will enter... and the fountain will ripple cautiously and then stop as the young woman... sat upon the pedestal... and opened the gate between heaven and hell, combining their powers... arising a war on Earth as we know it... and she will fall into the pits of death for some time, only to arise without any memory whatsoever... while the King rules..."

She stopped, and opened her eyes once again, shrugging her shoulders and looking down at herself in disgust. She had tried to hold back so hard, yet it was as someone were constantly squeezing the words out of her, against her own will. She had no... control... against this, as hard as she tried. The presence of the young man behind her... was a bit... irritating.. as if he was in shock. Plainly, it put a bad feeling in her stomach, and she held it tightly, looking up to the ceiling of the church as she did before, when she wasn't... different.

Before entering the portal to the sanctuary, Tomoro furrowed her eyebrows at the young man... saying... her name, was it? Why was he threatening? Looking down at the ground, Tomoro set her eyes on a piece of gravel, and never left her eyes from it; it just seemed... so familiar. She didn't know why, though.

"Stranger..." she said almost hesitantly, yet proudly, looking up to Seth, cocking her head to the side. "Why... do you threaten? I do believe I've never seen you.. in my entire life... suffering and pain.. are already guaranteed. There isn't... a reason.. to mention these facts again." Smirking lightly, she brought her hands up to her chest, crossing them. Turning around, she looked at Scythen, and then the portal. "If you really think... that you... can stop Master... then you have to think... again."

With that, she let out a small chuckle and shook her head,taking a step toward the portal. She looked at it for a moment... was she doing the right thing? Even if she wanted to leave and find out about the strange man threatening her ruler... something told her that she had better get this over with... she was fated to die, after all. Yes... a swift, quick death without any suffering would be nice. Taking one look back at the man who knew her name and apparently wielded fire, she gave a look of a sadness she couldn't even begin to describe, and then disappeared into the void.

((Next post, that icy place.))

Evelynn stepped into the hallowed area, her breathing a little harsh in the silence. She blinked back tears at the view, the church causing her skin to crawl. She heard whispers, and she knew at once that the demons that followed her in the Other Realm were not happy she was here. She shook her head in an attempt to clear it of any stray voices then stepping further into the church.

Evelynn felt even more uncomfortable upon utterance of the prayer. It isn't that prayers made her feel uncomfrtable, it was that prayers made the OTHERS feel that way, and then they screamed and rushed to her in the hope of her making those feelings go away.

She turned around, looking at the many alters and such that represented the mulitude of other religions. She cleared her throat and slipped her hand into her jacket, touching the seal that hung around her neck, she silently uttered a prayer to her god in the hopes that she would protect at least the other woman she was with.

Rai stood up finally, after touching the frog statue. Brushing himself off, he slowly crept towards the statue. He paced slwoly, not sure of any other statues in the room. Finally he got closer to the statue till he was right infront of it. He breathe dlightly as he felt the aura vibrate. Rai lifted his hand as he touched up to the hand palced together in the form of a prayer.

Suddenly a burning sensation ripped though him. He cried out as he felt the aura first give off a soothing feeling before it errupted into a sevre burning. Crying out he closed his eyes, squinting them as he felt the feeling moved only to his eyes. he cryed out in pain again as he tried to move dhis hand from the staue, but now it wa sheld liek he was magnatized to it.

"AGH!"

With one final cry the pain stopped. Suddenly, Rai just dropped to the floor and looked up at the statue. The aura was still seen but now his vision had returned. The aura spun around the statue taking the form of white glowing orbs. Finally they shot up into the statue.

"What's....going....on?"

Suddenly the gorund of the church trembled. Dust fell from everything as he looked up. The statue's closed eyes were slowly lifting. When they finally did they were white gems of pure glowing light. Rai gasped a she backed up. Suddenly the circular window, for being night time, released a heavenly golden-white light.

Shooting down on Rai, the light suddnely produced a noise. A soft chorus of heavenly voices, not really singign any words, but just a song of noise. He looked into the light as he felt his body suddenly become light as a feather. His grey eyes now becoming a golden color. Suddenly from the ligth a vision of a angelic being formed.

Rai looked at it and instantly knew what it said. it spoke heavenly words through silence as he bowed his ehad to it. It stepped closer, as it's hand touched his head. Suddenly visions flooded his head as he collapsed. Then witha final burst, the ligth faded and the angelic figure dissappeared. Rai left laying on the floor infront of the statue, passe dout.

The staues's eyes closed slowly but it's mouth took on the form of a smile. It's arms and hands suddenly moved, no longer in the prayer possition. When it stopped, it gave the form of open arms. And with that everything stopped. Rai left their, laying infrotn of that statue in pure candlight. Though now, on his neck, in the back, sat tatoo's of a non-conencted set of wings.

It was cold when he awoke. Rai felt himself laying on the floor. His body felt unnaturally heavy. Like a giant weight had just been pressed down on his body. He let out a small groan as he forced himself to sit up. He coughed a little, feeling a little sick from the after shock of what happened a few hours ago.

He then realised something a she sat there. The colors of the room were perfect, not faded at all. He smiled in joy, normally from the coma he could only see every saded. but now everything was clear and perfect. Looking up at the statue now, he jumped back a little. Eyeballing the thing he slowly pulled himself to his feet.

"It moved...the statue changed...but when? It was-"

Suddenly he rmemebered everything. The odd aura, the holy light and the angel. He felt the back of his neck where the two wing tatoos sat. He remembered very few things the angel hand spoken to him. All he could really remember was it said "He was now the host of the Oaka and to use it for the good".

"What...what happened to me?"

He managed to saya s he crept to the statue. He leaned up against it and sat down slowly. He was shaking slightly ina form of shock as he closed his eyes trying to relax. What had the angel done to him and what was Oaka?