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[Corey]

"Satan has grown too powerful. He is plunging the world above into darkness. As volunteers to God we chose to fall to the depths of hell and surpress the rising tide of black souls. Something, however, went wrong. When we entered hell our memories got wiped clean. All we have now is a set of tattered wings and a deep unforseen dedication to an unknown entitiy."
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I stand up shaken. The dark red haze that seems to hang in the air envelopes me and makes me cough. Where was I? Who was I? My name was... I can't remember. I look around my awakening place. I was sitting in front of an odd building that was entitled Jake's. It was obviously a steakhouse. I reached in my pocket and brushed against something tethered to my belt. I looked down and found a crossbow tied to me. I reached down and untied it. It fit well in my hands. I unlocked the safety and brushed the trigger. A bolt flew off and stuck in the wall. I jumped. I looked around for another bolt to reload it with. There were none. I looked down at the crossbow again and found it reloaded with another bolt. I stared at it.
Something behind me moved. I turned around fast. Nothing was there. All my muscles tenced. I was sure I had seen something. I whirled around again. There was definitly something here. There was a window on the building. I was facing it. I looked into the window without moving. I lifted my crossbow and aimed a ricochet shot at the thing. I pulled the trigger. A split second later pain slammed into my mind. I fell to my knee's. I looked into the window. A pair of ruined, and burned wings were flexing and twitching over my head. I fell on my butt. All of the pain in my mind dried up. I brought the wing in front of my face. The arrow was cleanly impaled in the first joint. I grabbed it and yanked it out. It made a crunching sound. Every nerve in my body ran hot with fire. I screamed and collapsed to the ground weeping. What was I? I looked up to the sky. It was red. All of the buildings that I knew should be there were either broken or burned to the ground. More important than what am I, where am I?

[[Sound_Nin]]

My thoughts were interrupted by a crunching sound on the ground, my muscles tightened, I looked around but found nothing. I suddenly fell to my knees, I wanted to know who I was, or what I was, but I couldn't. I turned around and nearly screamed, but I covered my mouth, something large and hairy was walking around behind me. I wanted to shoot it, but what if it missed? I pulled the trigger and the bolt flew right into the beast's heart, he yelped and died, the niose woke 7 more beasts, which circled me.

[Heartless Me]

*Light flooded the back of his eyelids forcing them to open then close tightly... He hadn't known how long he'd been asleep, well when he thought of it, he hadn't known who he was and why he was here as well... He frowned slightly and got up stretching.*

Tristan: Well well well, Isn't this the pinnacle of my day?

*He stretched out his wings... he had wings?!*

Tristan: What the f**k?! I must have hit my head harder than I thought.

*He examined the area and noted himself to be somewhere in the US, but where is lost to him. It did not seem like much of an earth however due to the myriad of abandoned or burned down buildings that littered the street along with the cars that look like they've been sitting there for years, some with the hoods up and some with parts missing. Looking up he noted that the sky was a thick crimson hue with patches of the most midnight black in the stratusphere which must have been the pollution filled clouds. He growled.*

Tristan: Why do I feel like I'm in the worst part of LA?

*Just then he heard a scream, blinking a few times he pondered.*

Tristan: Maybe I'm not the last man on earth.

*Snickers sarcastically to himself and starts walking towards the scream with his sword in hand.... As he turned the corner he seen the man down on his knee's as if praying to a god that cannot hear him. he puts away his axe... what? an axe now? but it was just a sword! That's right, vorpal blades can transform into any bladed weapon. Anyway he puts his weapon away and walks towards the man.*

[Corey]

I heard a laugh, but ignored it. It was just some twisted part of this horrible world trying to get at me. I kneeled up and started to pray. My left with twitched uncontrolably. I looked to the sky hoping to see a God or somthing. If only I wasn't in a place that I knew God couldn't hear me. I heard footsteps behind me. I whirled around gripping my crossbow angerly.
"Who are you!" I screamed at the person.