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Sapphire shrugs her left shoulder. "I'm used to weird things." She walks back the path straight to the shed, holding the door open for Artemis to enter.

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Sighing in a harsh manner she slumped agaist a tree eyes narrowing at the strange silence the trees gave off. Like their was any reason to greave at all. Closing her eyes she slid to a sitting position and rested, feeling alot better since last night though she was still very determined to get the one that got away. If word got out of her being around, she'd be more then pissed off at the events that would unroll around her."..Foolish.." She murmured to herself talking of her own actions and rubbed her forhead," But good.." She smirked turning something that was supposed to be bad into a good or better thought for her. Crossing her legs now, river would wait for anything to pass by, anywhere whether it would come from above or below.

*As Torret came to consciousness a single thought permeated through his mind with as he shot to a combat ready stance. He didn’t sleep. He had never slept a day in his life. The only times he had ever lost gaps of time like this were when he was forced into unconsciousness, either from drugs or beating so severe his body temporarily shut down those parts of his brain. Something else didn’t feel right. He felt…exposed somehow.*

*Reaching for the shadows to cover himself and get rid of that feeling brought a new realization to him. The shadows fled from his reach rather than coming at his call. These realizations came in a split second from when he awakened, and now his eyes started to focus after being awakened from their rest. Everything around him seemed so bright. Too bright in fact. There wasn’t a shadow anywhere within reach of him, so he moved as quickly as he could into the deeper reaches of the forest.*

*Another fact hit him as he moved quickly beneath the trees in search of the shadows. He was under the trees, and the light in his eyes was still nearly blinding with no shadows in sight. He stopped to look around, trying to locate the source of this light that was keeping his shadows from him. Something caught his eye as he turned round to find the invading light. With eyes wide and fear threatening to overtake his frustration and anger, he came to yet another realization. His own arm was shining. The light he was seeing was coming from his own body, and it was driving his shadows away from him.*

In the night inside to forest a light gate appeared and out of it came a general came with long light brown hair and loose white clothes. He was barefoot and the cold night air made him cover his face with his hands. He shook the nervousness off and ran for the longest time away from anything he might recognize and hopefully arrive at the place he wanted to get to. The area where the monster sliced his chest and devoured his light soul and let him to die, or so he thought.

He couldn’t find it. His mind was racing with the memories of that day and what happened next. The last thing he remembered he was back in the light realm with an older looking General in a wheelchair holding his hand and some lower ranking light beings tending to his wounds and to retrieve some new soul energy. One night he felt as if everything inside was changing. He stroke unconscious a light being and ran out of the palace where he was kept and to this world where he thought is where everything started. He fell on the wet ground and looked around frightened for something that might help him. He saw flowers some steps away. He crawled to them and placed a hand on top of one of them, a white one. He emitted light and saw what happened. The flower grew a bit and shone brighter than ever. Then the worst happened the flowers started turning black and it rotted in front of his eyes. He screamed on the top of his lungs, “What’s happening to me!”

River sat leaning against a tree with a Less then 'mirth' Expression On her face. The air is alarmingly thick in this place, and her eyes just didn't want to believe what they where seeing at the time but now, she could believe it. In the last few days her kindness has been absolutly blown away by anger and violence and hidden things that she didn't even know about where starting to agrivate and torment her way of thinking. The trembling from the other day, the pain in her fingers, the thingle. It was like a hidden rush, she was likeing this and had no Idea why. Never before knowing herself as That violent she grumbled, not at all liking the fact that she could control herself. Heaving away fromthe bark she started to head somewhere, anywhere that would keep her away from people for just a bit longer. Staggering along for a moment she started out fine, her hands shoved into her pockets, and with hardy any threats around she just freely roamed.

The day of the red moon.
An angel sat under an oak, his face covered by his hand and his orange colored hair. He sobbed and made the air around him sad, as if his emotions could fill the air. In slow steps came another angel with blonde hair and brown eyes with only traces of the light blue in them. He was holding his sword and a shield and immediately when he saw the angel on the ground, shaking from the tears, he let his sword and shield fall and placed a hand on the angel’s head. The angel looked up, his golden eyes shining bright from the tears, his cheeks red from all the crying. His face was a perfect mixed of male and femal, something perfect. The angel standing knelt down and cleaned the tears from the angel’s face, “Gadiel, don’t cry. I felt your sorrow from my territory. What happened?”
After sniffing to clear his nose he answered, his voice sensitive and still rough, both male and female like if mixed together, “They’re~ going to turn me i-into a jewel, Doriel. T-They say that…my beauty is a sin. Sin should be eliminated, but since they say my energy is so pure they won’t waste it so they’ll~”
”They can’t do that. I won’t let them do anything to you. I won’t.” He held Gadiel in his arms and kissed his head, trying to calm the poor angel down. The remained entwined, talking until the sun started coming down, when Doriel left back to his territory and left Gadiel alone in the darkening forest.

That’s when the red half moon appeared.
Gadiel looked up at it astounded. Never have seen such a thing, he though. As he watched he felt his energy changing. The aura of peace he emitted around him seemed to be turning to hatred. He jumped and took out his sword at the sound of two metals, maybe two swords. He walked to where the sound was to find two angels from two other sectors fighting it out. He screamed to them to stop but when he saw one of them slice his comrade’s neck and look his was he hid behind the bushes and ran, trying to lowers his energy levels though for some reason he couldn’t. Turn back and kill him. No! I can’t! He’s my brother, another angel! He’ll kill you first. Cut him in two! NO! he wanted those thoughts to get out his head but the more the red moon shone on them the more hysterical they acted. Gadiel ended up stopping and stretching his arms and with elegant motion made the ground come up and cover the angel following him. He ran before the angel could remover his power from the attack and hid in some trees next to the lake, lowering his energy as much as he could. He now had a battle with himself, trying to keep himself more conscious.

He couldn't find his friend. He sat down on the ground where he knew Doriel rested and looked at the sky. He now could feel the energy, but there was nothing he could do. He had to wait for this madness to be over.