Hello people!!!!!

If you are new to the story... you might want to go and read "No Rest For The Wicked" which is the story before this... if you haven't read it you might be a bit confused at times.

For all those who have come to read my sequel... thanks, and i hope it is up to standard :)

as always... any reviews are truely appriciated. so here it is... the sequel.

Ash

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In the beginning, before Time herself, this world was encompassed in turmoil. Thunderstorms cracked the sky shrouded in eternal night, the barren land wasted away under unforgiving winds, the sea, feral with hunger ate into the land and fire tore through the earths crust.

From this merciless world sparked three immortal beings, one to rule over the eternal fires, one to calm the turmoil of the skies, and another to move the world into a new age.

I am one of those beings; Time. I am bound to both Fire and Sky, destined to move forward and give possibility to change.

He who was bound to the eternal fires, Blaze, has been tainted by the greed and furiousness of the pit he was condemned to. He has no soul and his mind burns with the force of evil.

The being bound to the sky, Zephyr, has cleared the sky of its eternal storms with his pure soul. He holds only content for the life he was given, his heart enriched in goodness.

We have come a long way from where we were in the beginning, yet we still have a long way to go. Through the years, Blaze and Zephyr have created beings to aid their fight, intent on collecting souls for their own cause.

Blaze created ghastly abominations, soulless creatures, to do his bidding. Demons, his own army that corrupt and collect souls are his favourite creations.

Zephyr, created magnificent beings that would thwart most attempts made by Blaze. Guardians, that would protect, Muses, that would inspire, Reapers that would guide and protect souls.

For thousands of years the battle between Blaze and Zephyr has raged creating an assortment of beast and beauties, all fighting for the souls of mortals. The past has been filled with equal strength to either party, but I now fear that the tables have somewhat turned. A Dark Soul lives among mortals, a soul containing pure evil, a soul that has the ability to empower Blaze and bring back the eternal night. I can only hope that Zephyr will find the Fuse before the dark soul is released, and then the battle between light and dark will surge once again.

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"You have reached the number you dialed, leave a message if you want… beep"

"It said to leave a message if I wanted"

"So leave a message"

"How do I do that?"

"Just talk you idiot"

"Oh … uh … what do I say?"

"Just tell him what we discussed!"

"Ok uh, Dean, this is eclipse… you don't know me but I guess that's not really all that imp.."

"Just get to the point"

"Oh yeah… uh we kind of need your help with something that's going down, we're in a town called Anma Springs… it's upstate from where we got told you guys are now. Is there any chance you could get here by tomorrow? Let us know and we'll find a place to meet. Now what?"

"Hang up"

"Oh yeah. Uh bye dean… How do I hang this thing up?"

"Push the button with the little red phone"

"Beep"

"Not that one… ugh do I have to do everything?!"

A computer simulated voice then kicked in "If you would like to save the message, push one. If you would like to save the number push two. If you would…"

Dean chuckled to himself. That was the weirdest message he had ever been left, even weirder than the one he got from a drunken teenage Sam asking him for a ride home. Who were these guys? They sounded like they'd never used a phone before, which proved what Dean had been telling Sam for months… there was someone in this world more technically challenged than him, even if he didn't know what myspace was.

He put his phone back into his jacket and went back into the hotel room. Sam lay on the single bed, his feet hanging off the end, sheets twisted around his long frame. Dean suppressed a laugh at the sight, usually they would get two queen size beds, but this motel had only been able to offer a queen and a single, Dean and Kristen had taken the queen after Sam insisted that he would be fine. Dean was grateful to his little brother, who obviously knew that Kristen had not slept well since Lee's death. This meant that neither had Dean, who woke up at any whimper she had made in her sleep and spent most of his nights watching her sleep, making sure he was there for when she woke crying. He smiled when he saw that she still lay there asleep, a peaceful look on her face. It had been several months since Lee's death, but his final moments still haunted Kristen's sleep. They hadn't had a job in weeks and Dean was considering going to Anma Springs to see what the phone message was about.

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so? was it ok? hehehehe i hope you all liked :) thanks for the push kim... sequel sequel sequel sequel!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehehehehe