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The year is 2014 and It has been nearly 1000 years since the death of Satan and God and the great war had ended. The Angels and Demons have left heaven and hell to seek out their chosen partners and their kin. The Angels have fought long and hard to preserve what is right and pure in this world and have fought even harder to preserve the blood lines of their partners. The Demons have fought just as hard but unlike the Angels as one could expect to destroy earth and to trap all of the mortal souls in the deepest and darkest pits of hell so they can torture them for as long as they wish however they wish to. Both sides have lost numbers greatly what were once many are now only five. Five Angels. Five humans. Ten Mortals. Throughout the years the three sides have been scattered across the globe and have nearly been forgotten. The last time even two Angels/Demons came together was almost a hundred years ago. But somehow the Angels and Demons have arrived back in the same country where the final battle of good versus evil will ensue.
Micheal Hawke
Micheal Hawke leader of the angels has served his blood line faithfully for the last two centuries. Never questioning. Never resting. He has always remained alert and ready to act at any time. His crystal was a bright blue to match the sky light golden sparkles spun and danced inside the crystal like the stars in the night sky. Micheal's most recent owner had just died protecting his little sister even if she didn't exactly know it. Micheal felt extremely guilty for what had happened to his recent partner. He blamed himself if he had been fast enough he could have saved him but he hadn't been. Now Micheal was the guardian of the younger sister that his partner had died to save. Victoria a bright and independent young girl who cared a lot about others even if she was a bit on the shy side. He saw a lot of potential in her and knew that if given the right guidance she could be a great help to finally putting the Demons away for good and locking in peace for the Angels and the rest of humanity. They had not yet become partners. He hadn't yet revealed himself to her. He wasn't sure how she would take the news of how her brother really died and he wasn't sure how she would react to that. For now he just waited in his crystal for the right moment. Natsu Shigami
Natsu Shigami..murderer, killer, soul destroyer, Demon. Leader of the Demons Natsu was cold and merciless he would destroy anyone that got in the way of his plans and who would try to harm the one human he had been able to stand who had been as blood thirsty and deadly as he was had been Kimi Reid. The girl had interested him greatly. She was ruthless and nonhesitant. Probably the only human he could actually stand to some degree unlike the others. The ones before her always questioned him, questioned his goals, hesitated when it came to the kill. Not Kimi. In fact she had been so faithful in his power and her servitude towards him that he had turned her into a demon and promised her the throne as his demonic queen. After turning her she had taken the name Kysindra and her personality had been somewhat altered along with her appearance. She continued to serve him faithfully however she was extremely prone to emotional outbursts now as she still struggled to get her emotions under control. This he hoped wouldn't prove to be a problem in the future. He had only recently turned her and they were still in the mansion she had owned as a human. Since she was no longer a human there were certain tasks she could no longer do for him and he needed to find someone new to do those tasks for him and she would need to do the same. Natsu needed to bolster his numbers and strengthen his forces if he was ever going to finally take over the world and destroy Micheal and his blasted angel followers. He paced around the room in thought before he finally shook his head and sent a mental message to his Kysindra "Kysindra..come to me we need to talk about something very important"Jason McCloud
Jason had been walking through the park that day as he did every day around this time. It was just a routine he had created for himself as he tried to avoid thinking about his parents. Often he would stop to play a game with the little kids or watch over them if their parents asked him to. He didn't mind he was glad to help them and in the back of his mind he hoped for kids of his own one day. However he also didn't want kids. Because to have them that would involve getting close to someone, falling in love and risk losing them too. He didn't want to feel that pain any more. He stopped when he saw a young boy crying in the middle of the park. "Must be lost.." he said to himself. He walked over to the boy and knelt down beside him and gave him a kind smile "hey there bud..you lost? can't find your parents?" The boy looked at him and shook his head. Jason smiled a bit and then gently picked the boy up and put him on his shoulders "Can you see them now?" The boy looked around and then nodded and started pointing "over there? alright lets go" Jason carefully set the boy back down and walked with him over to his parents. Once they were in sight the boy ran to his parents and hugged them tightly. Jason smiled at the scene and then turned and walked away. "he'll be ok now..he's back with his parents.."Alex Mercer
Alex was a thug to put it simply. And he wasn't afraid to admit that. He did what he had to do to survive and get the things he wanted. and he wanted nothing more then power. He thought humans were stupid the way they ran around killing each other to get what they wanted. If someone were to look at him they would think "but that's how he is. Why does he look at others differently?" That was because he wanted more then to just survive. He wanted to rule. He believed that if he could get the power to do so he could easily straighten out the people of this world. That's what his father believed and he believed in the same. If only his father hadn't died they might have been able to come up with some kind of plan to make their dream reality. Alex let out a soft sigh and looked down at the crystal he held in his hands. It had belonged to his father and he had taken it everywhere with him. He didn't understand what was so special about it but after his father had died he was drawn to it. He knew that he had to take it for himself. Why? he didn't know. He just followed his instincts and so far his instincts had kept him alive. "..what is so important about this crystal? what secrets and powers does it hold?."