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Amnity turned away from Twi,wiping her tears away. There were so many things happening at once, she could barley keep herself together. Torn between her job and her friends. She only had 3 things that comfort her in this world, 1 is being with her friends no mater what race they are, 2 is absolutely being in a church reading a bible, and 3 is staying somewhere safe and train. Now she has tried training but obviously she can't train forever, though she hates it she can't stay inside Haven or the cathedral and pray forever....And she can't see any of her friends because that means her having to fight them...

"...I don't know what to do anymore Twi...I don't want to leave yet..." her voice was like a child, clinging to her father, begging him to let her stay.

"I...Will..Kill...you...Twi..." Amnity managed to curse him before falling unconscious.

((Exit: Residential District))

Amnity jogged up the catherdral's marble steps, panting heavily for she had ran the entire way there. Once she stepped into the giant church though, her panting stopped. The zealot looked up as the beams of light peaked through the stain glass windows, warming her cold skin. The beautiful sound of the choir singing in an evening practice entered her ear, as if greeting her with the calm hymns of faith. She took a deep breathe, her eyes still closed as the serene environment filled her senses.

She walked down the all too familiar marble aisle, her black combat boots clattered as it made contact with the ground. The priest in a white robe examined her suspiciously for a second, determining whether she was a threat or not. Amnity turned her head to him, smiling kindly, she could have tipped her hat to him if she had it. The priest smiled and gave her a light bow, remembering the strange silver haired zealot with the cross tattoos under her eyes, she was not threat to him.

Amnity came in front of the bowl of holy water, then paused for a second. She looked down at her reflection, and held her breathe. Biting her lip, she closed her eyes as she refused to look at herself any longer. Gently, she touched the water with her fingers, feeling it's cold, yet warm feel in her hands. The priest offered to bless her guns and weapons while she was in the sanctuary, and offered her to take a seat in the pews and watch the choir's stunning practice.

The hunter smiled brightly as she heard the church choir's practice, they sounded heavenly. She closed her eyes, praying silently. It felt as if it were years since she had been there, and that made her feel bad. She asked for forgiveness of her sins, and other people's sins as well. Amnity opened her eyes and looked down at the bible on her lap. She couldn't help but think about the people that wronged her, the people that had hurt her and God's creations. The vampires, the demons, the lycans, and even some of the hunters. The zealot bowed her head low, closing her hands over her face as she prayed one more prayer. "Dear father in heaven....I pray that....Please God....Please forgive those poor creatures...." It took strength to confess for your sins and ask for forgiveness....But it took all of the powers in the Earth to ask for forgiveness to others.

Amnity finally lifted her head as the priest came back with her newly blessed revolvers. She stood up from the wooden pews, holstering her weapons as she began to exit from the church, but stopped short as a familiar hymn was sung by the choir.

"The mouth of the righteous man will consider wisdom,
And his tongue will speak what is just.
Blessed is the man who endures temptation,
For after he has been tried,
He shall receive the crown of life."

She looked back at the choir, then at the door to see if anyone was there that knew her. When she was sure that no one she knows recognizes her, she turned back to the front of the church, taking a deep breathe, she sang.

"Os, iusti meditabitur sapientiam,
Et lingua eius loquetur iudicium,
Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem
Quoniam cos probatus fuerit accipiet coronam vitae
Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison,
O quam sancta, quam serena
Quam benigna, quam amoena
O castitatis lilium.

The mouth of the righteous man will consider wisdom,
And his tongue will speak what is just.
Blessed is the man who endures temptation,
For after he has been tried,
He shall receive the crown of life.
Oh Lord, Fire Divine, have mercy!
Oh, How Holy! How Serene!
How Kind! How Pleasant!
Oh Lily of Chastity!"

Amnity sang the Latin version of the song, then translated it back to English. Her high soprano voice carried through the marble walls of the Cathedral, elegant, but strong. It would be torture for her lungs later as she took each breathe delicately. Though she didn't want anyone to notice, almost EVERYONE did. The choir paused for a second, trying to locate the source of the beautiful voice. Even a man that was praying in such deep sorrow picked his head up to hear the new, angelic sound that had filled the air. After Amnity was done singing, she smiled back at the priest who was now looking at her in shock. Giving him a light bow, she exited the Cathedral and made her way to Haven.

((Exit: Haven))

Amnity followed after him, each step she took up the marble steps, she felt closer and closer to God. She came up next to Mephlius, then looked inside the open door of the cathedral. "We'll talk inside..."

She walked down the carpeted aisle again, giving a polite wave and a smile toward the priest. He recognized Amnity right away and gave her a warm smile and a nod. The hunter took her jacket off, sitting on one of the wooden pews closer to the alter. She motioned Mephlius to sit next to her. "Here...We'll ask God what he thinks about our engagement....Do you think we'll get his blessing?" Her voice was hushed, a bright smile on her face.

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((Sorry, was watching sweeny todd))
Amnity smiled. The sound of a piano bieng played filled the air as an elderly woman began to play a hymn. It sounded....So monotone...So forced... She looked over at the old lady that was playing...She looked half asleep. The hunter shook her head a bit, it was a shame, it should be such a beautiful hymn to be played too.

She whispered to Mephlius, saying that she would be back in a second. Getting up, she walked over to the robed priest and asked him permission to play to piano in place of the old woman. With a nod, the priest kindly asked the old lady to let Amnity have a turn. The old lady looked up at the hunter, then gave her a small smile before getting off the piano. Amnity sat herself on the seat, studying the keys for a second. It seemed like forever since she had last played, she was only a child when her grandfather had taught her. Taking a deep breathe, she took another moment to position her fingers on the keys. Slowly, she played. When she got the rhythm and the beat, she quickened her pace through the song. Her long elegant fingers, that just a few days ago pulled the trigger of her revolvers, were now swiftly and sweetly dancing across the keys, gently swaying a bit at the intervals. The sound resonated through the church as she continued to play the hymn. The Zealot seemed to play through intricate notes and bridges with ease.

Amnity lifted her fingers from the keys, then got up from the seat. She didn't want to look over at Mephlius though....Frightened at what he may think of her now. She walked back to the pews, her glance still on the floor as she sat back next to him. Quickly, she buried her face into her bible. "....So...How about those Yankees?"

"I never knew you could play the piano." He smiled. "You did good."