[center][color=FFC0CB][h1]Emiko Lexi Fae[/h1][/color] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/5a/56/9a/5a569ae1fc0f347c63225fcde241a095.jpg[/img][/center] Even before I opened my eyes, I knew what it was that I would see. The moonlight, drifting down through the trees to illuminate the quickly moving river I could hear nearby, while the light also reflected off of the forever frost that covered everything in the White Forest. I could feel the cool, soft pile of snow beneath me as I tried to comprehend the pain I could feel getting stronger with every beat of my heart. I slowly open my eyes, looking at the beautiful wintry forest around me as I sit up in the snowbank. Suddenly, I understand my pain, and begin to spread my wings to take flight. [i]There's a Demon nearby![/i] Somehow, when I fell, I had returned from my Warrior form into my true form, a pure Angel, which was much more vulnerable to a Demon Warrior than even a human could be. The pain, a built-in genetic warning to tell me that I was too vulnerable, was a blessing that had saved my life many times. I was able to take flight and change back into my Warrior form within seconds. Surveying the area, I noticed the Demon almost immediately. She was literally on fire, although the trees and brush around her did not catch, which meant that it was simply a weapon of her Warrior form. I did not know if she had noticed me while I had been asleep, or if she had not seen me until just now, but either way she was looking right at me as I hovered in the air. "What is it, why do you stare like that Demon? Have you never seen an Angel before?" I say the words while amplifying my voice. hopefully I will not have to fight this Demon, I may be able to simply scare it off. "Oh, I've seen Angels before. I've just never seen one when they aren't a Warrior. You should stay that way more often, you were much cuter then." The She-Demon's voice was too sweet, too cold. It almost hurt to listen to her, but I did. "Begone Demon. I've no reason to fight you at the moment, and I'd rather not have to deal with you right now." "Fine, but tell me one thing. Why'd you fall from the sky like that? Or would you rather not tell a Demon?" The She-Demon laughed at the end, as if she thought she had told a funny joke. [i]So, She did see me before I woke up. I was lucky then, that she didn't kill me as I slept.[/i] I did not want to continue speaking to this Demon, however she had asked a question that I myself wanted an answer to. My memory of the time before I woke was still foggy, however as I thought about it I was able to work out the most important details. [hider=The memory came back in a rush] [color=FFDAB9] My sister, Ryba, flew ahead of Fisk and I in pursuit of the Demon Nevil, whom we had been charged to kill for his excessive murder and corruption of the Humans. This was a strong Demon, to be sure, however I felt no slight pain at the base of my neck when we confronted him over the White forest, meaning that there was a chance of success at that time. Suddenly, the Demon stopped flying, and Ryba nearly crashed into him as she tried to stop. She overshot him a little, so now Nevil was between her and the group. I was not as fast in flight as my older sister, however I made up for it with my unique strengths outside of battle, but that wasn't what mattered right now. Fisk and I were too far behind, so we were unable to help her when the Demon started casting a spell. The one thing that their natural sense of danger could not pick up on was if the demon they were facing had the ability to force them to become a Fallen Angel, so when I realized what was happening Fisk and I retreated immediately. Then, once we were far enough away to not worry about the spell, I remembered that Ryba had not learned to force herself out of a spell cast by a Demon yet. Fisk tried to stop me. I credit him to that. But I was too distraught at the thought that my sister would become a Fallen One to listen. I rushed back, my determination to save my sister keeping me safe from the effects of the spell. As I got near my sister, I called out to her, a mistake as I would soon realize. The Demon lashed out at me as I flew past him with his tail. It hit me, just below my wings, and then it was pain that was keeping me from being pulled into his spell. I hovered next to my sister, trying to call her from the darkness, unable to dodge the blows from the Demon behind me for she had reached out and locked my hand in hers. I could see her eyes start to change to the pale glowing yellow that signified a Fallen One, and I wept as I called her name. Once the change starts, you don't remember anything about who you were before, and you are bound to the service of the Demon that managed to turn you. I had hoped, that by calling her name I could leave her a part of herself to cling to. The Demon laughed, and I knew that the change had completed in my dear sister. Her hair had grown to the length of her shoulders, almost three times longer than it had been before, and had gone a few shades darker with bright green streaks running through it. Her eyes and wings were the only other things to change in her physically, Her eyes glowing pale gold and her once pure white wings now dark as night. "Sister, do you no longer remember me?" I could hear the fear in my voice that I was too numb to feel. "Sister, do you remember yourself? You are Ryba." My voice started cracking as I felt the tears start to flow down my cheeks. Ryba looked at me, emotionless. The Demon's laugh grew ever louder. "Ryba are you? A fish! Well then, Ryba, my first order for you is to kill this whelp who claims to be your sister!" My sister's response was immediate and painful. She took her dagger from its sheath at her side, and plunged it into my abdomen. As I started to lose consciousness from all the blood I'd lost, she released my wrist, allowing me to fall down to the earth below. [/color] [/hider] As I remembered, I was thankful for the fact that I healed quickly, and briefly wondered why the Demon Nevil and my sister Ryba had not come to finish me off. I quickly did an inventory of my injuries, finding that the dagger had been removed from my abdomen, leaving a rather tender scar above my navel, while the wounds on my back and wings had healed completely thanks to the snow and were now only slightly sore. "You're right, I would rather not tell a Demon. So if you'll excuse me-" I had turned around in the air to head away, when suddenly in front of me was yet ANOTHER Demon. I'd say he looked quite terrifying, especially because just seconds before the warning pain in my neck had become almost unbearable. His eyes glowed a deep blood red and his skin was an ashen grey color. He wore a hooded cloak of shadows, likely a familiar, and no wings, which meant he was especially skilled with magic. I backed up into a tall tree in my attempt to run away. I had no idea how I looked, but I was 99.99% sure that it wasn't like a powerful Angel should.