[color=00FF00][h1]Priturus Le Geass[/h1][/color]

"You see no one knows about this, but when my mother died, I ran away from home since I knew my father was the one who caused her death. I passed out in front of an old church near a human village. The priest who -was old and was failing in health- found me and took me in. This was way before I discovered my warrior form so I was still in my pure demon form..." I sighed and started to heal her, the power warming up her body as the wound slowly healed.

"After a month he knew his time was coming, and he decided to pass his legacy and powers to me as his 'son' since he considered me so though we were enemies really. For several weeks he trained me in the arts of the Holy powers, and by the time he passed away I had fully mastered the power." I said, continuing on with my story.

"When I got my warrior form, I discovered that I didn't have my priest powers in that form. So I did a little research and found out there was a case just like mine several hundred years ago where a demon was born from a human priest and a female demon. What shocked me was...it was part of my bloodline and those powers passed onto me after so many years of it being bred out of my family tree." I finished.

I couldn't tell if she was still awake, her eyes were closed and she said nothing, although her breathing was too shallow for sleep. I frowned and continued healing her until I was sure the wound was closed enough to the point she wouldn't bleed out anymore. I checked her forehead to make sure she wasn't getting a fever from anything that could have possibly entered her body through her open wound. I sighed in relief when she was not getting a fever though her slightly cold skin did concern me.

I gently picked her up, mindful of her wings, and carried her back to camp laying her down near the fire to keep her warm. He sighed and sat near her staying quiet so she could try and get some sleep.