The other girl finally stepped out of the shadows, her figure being revealed in the light of the evening street lamps. She had on a pair of dark pants, a shirt, and a leather jacket. Nothing too fancy given her circumstances. Long, black hair cascaded in a straight patern down her head, but the noticeable component of her attire was an eye patch around her left eye. For the girl's beauty was marred with burn marks along one half of her face, her eye blind miscolored with the working orange one. Needless to say, she snarled at Ariel.

The death angel giggled playfully. "Oh it is you Sasha Walker! You've finally found me...again. Does the mutt need another session of punishment?"

"Shut up Angel of Death!" Sasha took a step forward. "I don't know who you've targeted this time...but I won't let this one end up like the rest! Not like...like..."

"Your brother?" Ariel titled her head to the side innocently. "Heh, he was fun to play with really! You should be proud he lasted that long with me! This new girl...she's got a demon inside her. A little spicy kick...I have to play the submissive girl around her to get what I want." Ariel smiled. "Although I do like her a lot...business is business. She'll be dead in the next week maybe..."

"You...I won't let you kill anyone else!" Lashing out, Sasha dashed to tackle the death angel, only to splutter when she felt Ariel's grip around her throat in a heartbeat. The Angel of Death flashed her a twisted grin.

"You think you can stop me? You're such an idiot! But little doggies like you always are...hmm, why are you so worried for other people? Do you really want to see me gone that much, hmm?" Leaning in close, Ariel brought her face closer to Sasha's and slowly began licking the burned side of her face.

Tensing, Sasha struggled in the death grip as small helpless whimpers escaped her throat. "Look at those scars," Ariel cooed. "Did I do that? Hmm, you still taste delicious...just like your brother. Maybe I'll kill you next Sasha..."