The first thought that came to her mind was simple. What a bunch of idiots! Look at them! Did they really think they could get away with something like this? She was sure the cops or someone else would catch on to them, or whatever authority governed this tiny human world. Of course, she knew all too well from experience that those who broke the law usually were never rightfully punished for it.

Except her law. Her laws always stood in check and balance. A rule of the world so to say. They were certainly no exception to it either. She didn't know why the group of teenage girls decided to kidnap one of their own, bring them to the woods, only to point a gun to their face.

This she could not understand.

What she could comprehend however, was that it was their time to leave. She didn't even think twice about saving the girl with the glasses and the wheat blonde hair. That was just a by-product. An afterthought. Still, it happened. Five teenage cheerleaders with a gun, dropping dead like flies.

How pathetic.

And so as she went down to collect and guide these sorry souls, the second thought finally made itself present to Ariel, the Angel of Death, and it was directed right at the spared bespectacled girl.

The other girl...looked kinda cute.