[color=red]"Wake him?"[/color]  The man asked with a unwelcomed chuckle.  [color=red]"Unfortunately it isn't quite that simple."[/color] The still unnamed man circled Akira's un-concious body as he lined his ligaments up straight on the stone altar.  [color=red]"A man that has fallen this far from grace cannot be as easily awoken as a demon can be slept.  But then that's the beauty of it, I do like a challenge."[/color]  Having finished the man walked round to the opposite side of the altar, examining Akira once more as he does so.  [color=red]"What we need to do here is pull him back from the brink."[/color]

The man had been standing in thought for some time as he stared at Akira's un-concious body.  [color=red]"I cannot feel his thoughts whatever happened back there has scattered his regular thought patterns."[/color]  The man takes a step forward before walking to Akira's side.  [color=red]"Very well old friend."[/color] The man moves one of his hands over towards Akira's head, not touching it, just letting his hand sit a few inches for contact.  [color=red]"Show me what it is you fear.... You seek to walk on your own two feet once more free of this demon."[/color]  The man goes silent as if trying to locate something important.  [color=red]"You wish to breath your own air?  Idiot, even with a demon inside you still need to..."[/color]  As if realizing something the man moved his hand to above Akira's chest.  [color=red]"ahh... it appears we have a stowaway.  But this body is full no more can take residence of this body.  Yet it hides in his lungs, seeking to slowly withdraw from him his life."[/color]  The man moves his other hand, which was gloved closer to Akira's head before glancing to Allura.  [color=red]"Whatever happens next, don't break the chain."[/color] With that said the man rested his un-gloved hand on Akira's chest.  [color=red]"I can feel your thoughts now... Wake up Akira!"[/color]  As the man finishes Akira almost instantly snaps awake a choking gasp escapes his mouth as he immediately tries to sit up only for the man to push hard down on his chest.  [color=red]"Stay down and stay quiet, we need to get this out!"[/color]

As the man speaks he clenches the fist of his gloved hand and a strange, black entity begins to exit form Akira's mouth and dissipate into the mans hand.  All the while Akira still trying to gasp for air struggles under his restraint.  [color=red]"I said stay still!"[/color] A pulse emanates from the hand pinned to Akira's chest and from the stone altar beneath him a cracking sound echos from the force that was just driven through it.  The pulse had momentarily stunned Akira but it wasn't long before he started to struggle once more staring into Allura's eyes. However as time passed the struggling weakened down as the Akira gradually obtained less and less air. "Please... Allura... let me go..." Akira struggled to speak but uttered out those words.
[color=red]"Don't listen to it Allura!"[/color] The man could tell what was happening. [color=red]"That isn't Akira."[/color]  As the man worked, whatever kind of spell he was casting what appeared to be black cloth was starting to extend from his glove and travel up his arm. [color=red]"No... not yet."[/color]  The man shock his arm lightly trying not to move his hands position too much as it continued to absorb the darkness from Akira's body.  Strangely the shaking seemed to prevent the cloth from extending further, retracting it like it had a will of its own. 

It wasn't long until the struggle stopped completely and the gasps became de-energized wheezes. [color=red]"Akira?... Akira!"[/color] unable to move the man shut his eyes tightly, upon opening them blood began to seep from the corner of his eyes.  [color=red]"Just a litle...more."[/color]  Something that seemed like a screech echo'd through the room as the darkness stopped coming from Akira's mouth and the man flung something across the room before a fireball shot form the same hand, following and eventually engulfing whatever it was.  Able to move once more the man moved the hand he had rested on Akira's chest slapping across the face. [color=red]"Comeon snap out of it."[/color]  Akira took a deep gasp of air, but his eyes simply flickered shut.  Not saying anything the man took a dagger with a jagged blade from his belt and slit his own hand open with it before using the same dagger to slit open one of Akira's hands joining their wounds he looks to Allura [color=red]"Desperate times call for desperate measures... he's dying."[/color red]  The man knelled down at Akira's side lowering his head.

[color=red]"Great Bistamon, lord of blood.  Hear me now as your priest, you cannot take this man yet.  He would perform your doing, and he'll pay the price for doing so without following your teachings.  Though his soul belongs to you already, this should be the end of a chapter, not the end of the story.  So I ask not you pardon him, but you pass on his punishment to me.  For as a follower of your teachings it's my duty.  Let his blood be my blood, let his wounds become my wounds, let his pain become my pain."[/color] upon finishing this their hands are forced apart and Akira takes a deep breath.  Still linked with Akira's mind the last thoughts pass through the other mans head. [color=red]"You?"[/color] The man looks in Allura in shear fear as he stumbles backwards, more blood seeped through his eyes and from the wound he'd cut on his own hand. [color=red]"Ah... An.. angel?"[/color] although clearly in pain the main seemed to be more frightened of Allura then his own fate.  As he stumbles and staggers further away from the pair the cloth that was once circling his arm embraces the mans full body.

As Akira comes to he looks at Allura the demon strangely revitalising him. "Can you let me go now?" Akira asks with a smile.  There was something that sounded strangely odd in his voice, almost like he was healthier than usual.  Akira glanced over to the man who was now backed against the wall at the far end of the room. "Hey, what are you doing a-"
[color=red]"Are you mad?! What did you bring an angel here for?! You do realise they're here to kill you?!"[/color]  The man had been looking at Akira but his vision quickly snapped back to Allura almost as though he was expecting trouble.
"Oh Allura?  She aint so bad." Akira slides off of the altar before grabbing hold of Allura's hand waving at the other man.  "You see Hades?  Nothing to worry about.  She apparently wants to help me." Probably not the best choice of words, though it was too late to take them back.  Given the sensitive issue of trust Akira smiles nervously at Allura almost as though asking forgiveness.  [color=red]"And you'd tell her my name?"[/color]
"Oh comeon 'Abomination' they haven't sent anything after you in over twenty years."  That was when it became clear, Hades' sudden fear from identify Allura.  He must once of been in Akira's position, although it seems that was quiet some time ago.  "Besides she's probably never even heard of you before today.  After all, she's still alive."  Akira spoke openly to Hades mainly as a friend though his consideration for the other person hearing this conversation seemed to be absent.  It wouldn't take much to tell that this 'Hades' had been hunted by angels before and that him still standing was evidence that those sent after him were not.