Green eyes burned as she peered up at the coffin hugging and keeping her form confined. The scoff rolled from her lips as a renewed finger lifted and ran over the surface above her. Those orbs rolled and churned with distaste at the sight as her icy voice spoke darkly,? What the hell is this?! Gold?!? Another snort called out in the shadow of her coffin as she lay there on the padded coosh of pillows,? What a f*cking waste!? The civility and poise of before was gone, lost after her noble death.

Above, in the bitter cold and crimson fogged air there was the call of her ranting as it echoed to the dead ears all around her. The laughter of hell seemed to be laughing, delighted by the sound of her voice as it came seeping through the ground,? I swear who ever buried me with such honor and a lack of common sense should die!? There was a pause, grunting, then the ground above began to quake. The maddened scream of Demi came again,? Oh yeah they?re going to f*cking die!?

This had not been calculated, determined in the slightest. She was six feet under and the old body was not recovered for this yet. Energy was seeping to her, strength was renewing, for now the woman would have to wait. Demi hated waiting, but she was such a pro at it. Lack of its use, even if the beast was so kind to restore it to its prior non-worm infested state, was still a disadvantage in a physically limited world. Rules had to be followed, too much could give everything away. Ho hum. They were sending one, a female, another to help her play her game. Delightful. First however, she had to get out of this overly chauvinistic box!

The ground quaked once more, the laughter of hell and its mirth continued to grow in voice, and then there was a rather angered roar from the grave. The earth exploded up and out wards as a golden lid flew like a pebble being tossed by the sea. Moments later there was a crash as it came down, demolishing a tree and resting on top a flattened and common house cat. Poor thing.

Pale hand lifted as it gripped at the dead grass that still remained in the deathly fog. The over eager snicker of Demi was heard as the figure popped up and over the hole with shifty eyes. Joy of being free from the hole was glittering on her sadistic face. Acid orbs peered out over the grave yard and towards the direction of the city.

? Can you feel it, can you feel the love?? Turning down one path she shrieked with joyous jubilation. Her fire orbs of jade pooled to focus on a peculiar sight. Tilting her head she edged closer and closer in a creeping motion. Devious was her smile as she hissed. Upper lip on her face curled and twitched as she gazed at the thing she already loathed so much. Darkness seeped off of her like wispy coils of flame. Demi?s voice came out yet again,? Beautiful, just beautiful.?

Demi could feel it. The grave yard was such a mecha of trouble these days. Grave robbing, a mother passed away, grief, such grief, and there was the other thing she loathed about this place, this marker before her. Those red lips turned to show her loathing, her disgust. The delicate figure of Demi read the words and more her face showed the sickness she felt with even bothering.

? Blah blah blah blah blah!? Jade hues rolled as she scoffed. That look was a new look for her face as she lifted her fingers to trace over this black and gray obelisk. The name stuck out in her head as one of those she wanted to kill if not already dead. Curling lip she spoke rather bluntly as she giggled darkly,? Ha ha! Death to ye! Goodie!? Scratching at the name on the obelisk she watched as ?Wrath? melted off the marble.

Nail turned over the black and gray marble as she tapped it softly. Finger sunk into the obelisk as she stood there. Then it started to crack, bit by bit, it was coming to its end. Then it shattered, into dust grains only to float off in the wind. Black hair danced on the wind as she murmured to where the rock stood,? There shall be no memory of you? Ever??

Nothing was left of this worthless tribute to the fool known as Wrath. More shrill laughs pulled from her lungs as they roared outwards as acid hues shut. Another turn of the heels were made and she moved towards the gate. As she moved past them she snaked a finger out to rub her chin as she thought,? Yes, back to the revenge.? Acid hues burned as she meandered down the cobbled path. Loathed person one, dead, but Demi was more then aware of that. Loathed person number two was still out there.

Mistakes! Mistakes were made and the parent missed it! Ha! What a fool.

The human reminded her of the days of her old self. Noble, kind, good hearted, and pure. Such a mixture was more then she could stand. Yet, for some reason the human interested her, made her curious, and it made her wonder, what if there was something she had missed? The chances of a repeat would be forbidden. She wouldn?t do it, she wouldn?t let it happen. There was no point in ruining other?s lives when her own was so thoroughly ruined. No touching, no happiness, and no love? Emotions were to be left behind. She wouldn?t deliver this darkness on anyone else.

I can?t say no to you. I can?t say no to you. Shouldn?t let you torture me so sweetly? I can?t breathe.

Demi was at a loss. What to do? Stay cold and stupid like the parent abyss? Stay, or embrace the oddities that seemed to make her so blind. It was too much, the abyss growled and cried out as rage and confusion build. The hell of voices were back and snickering madly as they spoke,? Lost little Demi, lost little Demi, too bad, too bad. Don?t forget your enemy. Don?t forget why you died.?

Shouldn?t let you conquer me completely. Am I good enough? This can?t be happening. Thoughts be gone!

Too many memories, to many reasons! The abyss of Demi was screaming as she absorbed the room around her. No more! No more! She couldn?t take it. There was shadows roaring along with her as they felt her pain. The darkness was rushing inwards. That form of the black hair pale existence fell to her knees as those jade orbs flashed open. Fingers curled over her ears as she shook her head. The whole body slumped forwards to allow a forehead to be pressed against the cool wooden floor. Coughing she whispered,? Its my time for vengeance. It?s my time!? Emotions were cut off, she would have nothing to do with them.

Even though I was the sacrifice, you didn?t cry for me? And I would have died to know you loved me. I did die wanting to know. I know now you don?t care.

I can?t hold on to anything this good enough. Am I good enough?

Love? Frail, weak, blinding. All of it is so uninteresting. How do you measure what is sane and what is insane when you can?t even contemplate one emotion? How can you grasp on to reality when the fact of facing it could cause you so much pain? Is it really this hard to understand, grasp, tangle, or even make viable? Why is it so complicated?!

You were the one I died for! The one I would have done anything and everything for! I loved you and you saw me only as a pet? Something expendable? Wasted talent. I meant so little to you didn?t I?

Streets, slumber in a box, it was all disgusting. Demi hadn?t made it one night on the holy ground. There was too much confusion there, to many questions, to many answers that lacked in all feasibility! The abyssal child seemed so frail on the cobble stones of this alley way. So withdrawn, even burdened back down to the simple state of a mortal because of the confusion building within her. She wouldn?t show it, no, never would she show how weak she felt. The darkness lurched and rolled upon the shadows that carried it on the backs of their shoulders. She was there master. Wasn?t she?

I let you take my soul! I let you destroy it and rebuild it into something more perfect, more right, something worthy of you! You had my support, my honor, my loyalty, all of it was yours at the drop of a hat! But still you think I would have betrayed you!

The wind whipped and churned around her as white drops of frozen light fell to rest around her cuddled body. Each one holding on to their own short and fruitless life. Some never even saw it past the fall, meeting their demise before the ground was called their home. Each different, so different. Their own separate glitter, glimmer, and shine. Worthy of praise, worthy of love, worthy of such honor for their noble glow and their noble plight through life. They were better then us, better the beings that trudged through the flakes, better then those who would let many cling and crush them with out a cry of shrill pain or pleading to spare their lives.

Don?t want to lock me up inside, don?t want to forget how it feels without, I want to stay in love with my sorrow, oh but God I want to let it go.

Acid pools focused, became dry as she gazed into the nothing around her. That?s what was holding her back. She was scared, she was afraid to go back, dive in as deep as she had before. No more fear. The aybssal?s chosen figure seemed to coil and twist as it rose with its knees. Black hair curled and tangled with itself as fingers turned and folded into air tight fists. Fire like blackness formed around the pale flesh and hands as it burned the shadows still dancing and weeping around her. Shrill cries in the darkness, pleading her to find the light, they didn?t want her to slip further into darkness. Demi didn?t care, the darkness could die if it didn?t want her, she wouldn?t let it stand in her way, ever.

I come for one, I come for you, I come for the creator, the parent, the traitor. I come for you, you who saw me nothing more then a pet and tool. I will have my revenge, I will have my vengeance. I am a woman scorned, a woman broken, I am a woman with wrath, sent back from the depths of a tortured death. You can run, but in the end will you hide?

Hell was laughing with that bliss filled lust for the abyssal?s rage. The voices cooed and soothed their prized form of loathing and shadows of hell fire caressed at her flesh. There were children?s laughter as they called out with such a sadistic innocent tone,? There?s my Demi, there?s the one I let back from my grasp. Poor Demi? why did you stray?? Snickering, dark, maddened snickering came from even the scorched shadows. The abyssal was still, standing perfect, and silhouetted by the moon?s pale crystal glow. Acid orbs opened narrowly as the signs of anguish swam in them like joyous mermaids on a warm summer?s night. Demi?s sadistic smirk agitated and warped over her face on those crimson pouts.

It?s true, we?re all a little insane? Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time. All the time. Poor sweet innocent thing, dry your eyes. Sweet sacrifice?. One day? One sweet day? You?re going to drowned in my sweet lost pain. Testify! Oh you love to hate me don?t you honey? I?m your sacrifice! Survive your mistakes. I?m coming?

Woman scorned, woman tossed aside like trash, no more, no more. Demi wouldn?t have it, she wouldn?t allow it to eat away at her any more. Once her revenge was done, she would go on, she would never wish to right her wrong. There was no point in doing so, no point in welcoming back changes she had left behind. Time was wasted, knowledge was gained. First step was to have a meeting, a meeting of the ones who destroyed Wrath, they were key to her quest. Questions, sweet questions, needed to be answered. Time was wasting. It was time to put it all to action. Soon, very soon, the pieces would come together, there would be so much knowledge gained and with any luck, so little given away.

I come for one?. I come for revenge.

The burning reminder, the pained spite, I hope my face brings back the scolding essence that is the memory of me.
Ren?s head stayed low as the amber glow surged from the end of her cigarette. It would wobble in her pink pout of rose peddle lips as a voice of honey poured from her lips,? Your letter, your memory, all of it, all of it, I wished it never came to me. I am here, now, so spill it.? Twilight orbs lifted on her and the smooth shift of a smirk folded over her lips. Arms lifted and folded over her chest as she kept the same subtle lean against the wall.

Who would loath one who did everything to make sure the angel?s death was seen? Why would there be hate for one who wanted nothing but the angel?s one true love to see his death? Why would you hate one so even after that?

?I have questions, will you answer?? She gazed at the purity, the angelic, the light, and the source of Wrath?s demise. What a joy to gaze at the face. The angelic wasn?t fooling anyone. There they were. Smirk of evil and twisted distaste that showed only when Demi?s thoughts were on her revenge, the purpose she was there. Depths of hell hissed out towards the pure one while a child?s glee filled voice called out,? You have blood on your hands, Ren Majin!?

Orders, the desire to kill the one I love. How is it even questionable that I would not loathe you? All you did, you did in the name of love! Pathetic to even think that you would ever make your parent abyss that proud.

A brow arched as she gazed at the devil. Hands lifted to lower the stick of death still letting its toxic smoke seep against the cold. Toxins flowed from her lungs in waves of smoke as orbs closed,? Ask and I will answer one who has questions? even about Wrath.? Opening was the twilight hues of lifeless misery. Ren wasn?t in the mood for this, in fact there was little she was in the mood for since he left.

I?d do it again, I?d hunt you till the end of time. This time for my own reasons, not for love. I hate you.

?Wrath, her last moments.? Demi hissed from the abyssal?s lips. Jade pools burned with dangerous intentions on the holy one, the pure one, lies, hell would snicker in jubilation at the thought of her ever being pure. All standing there knew Ren Majin was not an angel in the slightest, why would she be? That reality was just as pathetic as the one the parent was in. The abyssal smirked darkly as she let those thoughts run through her mind. No more would she see the lies of the world around her.

Words, are just words, you can believe what you like. This is one version, one version, I am sure you can tell the true when you see it.

?The fight wasn?t long. As Wrath made a mistake Wolvie took his chance and cut through her heart. Death to her came swiftly, she said the abyss? name in the end? Cried tears for him I guess. All she ever wanted was Bob and him to be proud of her. In the end Wolvie freed her, set her free of a life in the abyss? service. Wolvie and she hated each other; they wanted to see each other die. The reason why he tolerated her, I guess was for me, because deep down inside there was still that soul connection.? Shrugging again she looked around slowly before turning back to her audience. Her words were done, the story was ended. Ren now waited.

Your words, your truths, I hate them.

Demi had heard enough of the angelic?s simpering ramblings. Turning to show her the abyssal?s back side she sneered with the hate and loathing that had become accustomed upon her face. Acidic pools closed as she crunched at the humble whiteness below her feet. Poison in her voice came again as it crept out from between crimson lips,? Your words, are the most reasonable, I hate them, but thank you for giving me some knowledge.? Acids opened and the hate burned deeper within, filled her with self loathing. Cold were her strides as she moved away. The darkness came to swallow her and the shadows yet again wept for her. Hell was even silent as she moved away.

You?ve changed, but why?

The angelic smirked as she returned to her lean against the wall. Arms lifted and folded over her chest once more as the withering cigarette returned to those pouty lips. Humming her next words softly,? You?re welcome?? The night was young, her jobs were simple. For now she had knowledge to gain, people to see, and smugglers to make contact with. Contacts were in place for their duties and their own little jobs to be done. For now, Ren would keep her side line in the games at hand. For now, Ren would focus on the coming weeks.

I can?t hold on to anything this good enough.Are we good enough? For the ones we truly love? Would they love us too? Sweet sacrifice. Fifty thousand tears I?ve cried.