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"It is." Lily said, knowing that Sorain knew nothing of her own powers. For Lily could easily see the spirit of any being, whether it was angelic, demonic, or simply human. However, not only could she see the spirit she could also easiliy destroy it, which was the power she obtained that so many feared.

"How do you purify it?" She then questioned, not quite sure of how Sorain would go about doing so. All she knew of was death, 'purifying' a demon never even occurred to her since the Alliance was so against a demon being 'pure'.

Van sat up from where he had been laying. He pulled the guitar into his lap and ran the long black cable from the guitar to the speaker. Striking a cord here and there Van quickly tuned the instrument. Soon his fingers started their dance across the the six strings. He stopped for a minute and started to shake his foot in rhythm. His fingers began to dance again, the sound lifted from the amp and filled the air. Van closed his eyes and let his head bob up and down and then started to belt,

"Only your cynical jealousy
Could help me understand your misery
Hide behind the walls of your policy
Manipulation and hypocrisy

And when the leaves return to grey
We'll see the ending of your reign
You won't believe the change in wave
When all the leaves return to grey

High on authorities left to you
Your medals rusting in the frames
Forced to walk the past that was overdue
You lose it all except your name

And when the leaves return to grey
We'll see the ending of your reign
You won't believe the change in wave
When all the leaves return to grey

Cuz I walk on your stage
Even when the roof begins to cave
I walk on your stage
See the evolution of my rage

And when the leaves return to grey
We'll see the ending of your reign
You won't believe the change in wave
When all the leaves return to grey

Cuz I walk on your stage
Even when the roof begins to cave
I walk on your stage
See the evolution of my rage"

Van had heard the words from somewhere and it made him feel beter about his predicament so he just kept on playing whatever came to mind.

"No I cant," He admited,"Although their are ways to find out. Just kill the fakes" He asid out loud

Sorain looked at her and raised his bow of light directly to her face."Do not move." He said with a serous face. As if he was trying to determine rather to shoot between the eyes or in the neck. He drew back his hand and charged his angelic blow then cast the arrow forward. The arrow went stright through her body without even harming her and hit a demon that was standing behind in her shadow."This demon is hard to keep track of. It connects itself with shadows and I figured that it would not reveal itself so easily. When you stopped time you did it just at the right moment for it was about to attempt your soul so that it can stay in this world." He said putting his hand down and the light bow dispersed."Next time,Do not under estimate spirite demons. They are very much diffrent from the ones of this world. They are not alive,they are mearly spirtis driven by nothing but the want to kill just to regain life.They have many forms and shapes and if you let your guard down they will steal your soul away,leaving you a hollow shell. Once that happins I will be forced to take you into judgment." He said lowering his shirt again,"Where shall I take you?"

((It's okay, I sort of disappeared as well.))

Sheila shook her head quickly. "No, no! It's okay," she said quickly. "And you didn't know there were rules. Please, you don't have to leave." She seemed anxious over the thought of her new friend leaving just because she hadn't known about using her power. She smiled, trying to look as kind as possible, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to keep Sarah there if she had really made up her mind to leave, so she stayed where she was, leaning against the table. A sudden sound distracted her, and she looked over to see another human-looking guy playing a guitar. From where they were, she couldn't tell what he was singing, but he didn't look happy.

The music started to fade. Van stood on the edge of the roof with his fender in his right hand. He had screamed and played all of his frustrations out on his instrument and now he felt purged. Purged off all the things he had been keeping inside all this time, all the things that had caused him pain over the past few years. Van now looked off upon the school with pride in the act that he had just committed that day. Even if it's effects were only temporary he had done something, but it wasn't enough. He had to become stronger if he hoped to survive for if he failed to do so then this was all worthless. Van could care less what happened to the school, it was more personal than that.
"Well I guess its back to the basics." His voice was horse and his throat was scratchy from all of the screaming and yelling he had been doing. "And I can't do that here, now, can I." He stared off into the horizon where the moon had begun its dissent lighting up the grounds below it for a few moments completely motionless pondering his next move. He caught the sight of the tree tops off in the distance. It seemed almost too perfect to be true. Either way the forest had to be a better place to stay than this. Van pulled on his head phones all the way to drown out the world, picked up his amp, and walked to the forest.

Sheila shook her head. "I don't lie," she said firmly. "Ever, ever." She was hopeful that Sarah would believe her, since she didn't know anything about the other clans and how they were different from hers. This time, she did walk over to Sarah, and put one hand on her shoulder, a little surprised by how much warmer humans were than her people. "Just promise you'll learn how to put up shields so you don't really offend someone," she said quickly. Just because she didn't mind didn't mean that others would feel the same way.