Hello my Doki Doki~ fans! This is a totally different story than before! I wanted to do this for a long time now so I am now going to do it! Doki Doki~ on! I know what you'll be thinking: what about Wataru! He's Destiny's! But in this story, let's just forget about Wataru, ok? He will not physicall be in the story so he is not in it! Only Nagi and Hayate! Let's just say, Wataru went on a very, very,very VERY long trip to Atlanta …

"Mmmm… where am I?" Destiny (yes, the same destiny that is my own fanmade one! All rights for the story go to me but nothing belongs to me accept Destiny-chan) asked aloud, looking around the white mist. Had she died or something? Or was she just dreaming. She pinched herself to make sure. Yep, it hurt so she was dead. Destiny walked around the clouds and saw a large gate.

"So this is heaven?" She questioned herself but was answered by a soft, but loud voice.

"Yes you are my child, you died in a car accident. I am sorry,"

Destiny froze. So she HAD died! So she could no longer see anyone? Hayate-nii, Nagi, Wataru! They were all alive and far out of her reach. She was dead and there was nothing she could do about it.

"But your time is not up, for you see, my child, you are a warrior angel," the voice was so soothing that Destiny didn't even need to cry anymore.

"Are you God?" She asked, looking up towards the sky.

"Yes, but to more important matters, we need to talk in the garden of Eden," The mighty Lord said. The gate, that Destiny had seen before, was now gleaming with a faint yellow light, as if telling Destiny to come towards it. Destiny walked to the gate and pushed it open and smiled a she saw other angels flying, talking and eating fruit. It wasn't like earth, it was far better. The simple hello and simple goodbye's were even better than that of earth's. Everything felt warm after each angel said hello. When she reached a tall building, she stopped as God spoke to her again.

"You will not be needed here,"

"Dear Lord, what do you mean?"

"As I have said before, you are a Warrior angel, you work on earth,"

"But what do you mean 'warrior angel'?"

The Lord paused before answering her question.

"By 'Warrior Angel' I mean that you will be sent to earth to vanquish all evil,"

"By 'evil', you mean demons?"

"Some, but not all. I mean the 'Illuminati',"

"Who are the 'Illuminati'?" Destiny asked, sitting on the soft grass beneath her.

"The 'Illuminati' are a gang of theives that are on the earth that are trying to wipe out all those that are righteous. It is as if they are trying to do the Devil's doing, causing disruption on earth. Many of my angel's have tried but failed but seeing you, I think you had enough holy power to destroy them," he said, his voice still loud and clear. Destiny listened, trying to take all this in. So she was an angel warrior? This wasn't going to be easy but it was the least thing she could do for her Lord.

"I shall do it,"

"Then your mission starts…" the good Lord ppausd briefly before saying:

"Now,"

Destiny could feel her whole body going light and her stomach going light as if butterfly's were in it. She looked below her to see that the cloud she was standing on was now eating itself, making a hole for Destiny's body to slip through. She screamed as she fell down an incredible height, her body tossing and turning in mid air. Destiny bunched up her skirts so that her pants were not showing, even though no one could see them. She only slowed down when a beam of light, only a fist full, came down and talked to her in a high pitched voice.

"Dear angel, dear angel, I am your guardian, Misty! I will become a pendant that shall forever hang on your neck. Call me when in doubt or troubke, dear angel," the voice said before turning into a beautiful necklace that was instantly transported to her neck. It was a beautiful golden and the charm was in the shape of a Cat. On the tail of the golden cat, was a bow and on the knot of the bow was a blue gem.

The ground was becoming closer and Destiny's speed was accelerating. (How the heck am I supposed to slow down?) She questioned, looking around for some imaginary parachute. Then she had an idea: Destiny let go of her bunched up skirts and let them flare out to become a dome. The speed then halted to a stop as she gently floated to the ground. Destiny placed her right foot out and placed it on the solid ground. But as soon as both her feet were on the ground, she fell to her knees, missing the solid ground. But she stopped as she noticed people were staring at her.

"Woah! She fell from the sky? Is she an angel?"

"She probably is, look how beautiful she is!"

"Why is she wearing such strange clothes? She doesn't look English," and that's true, well to them. Destiny was African BUT born in Japan. And you could tell that she was the odd one out because she was from the 21st century. But she was in the 20th century. Destiny, completely freaked out, ran behind an alleyway where she tried to contact God.

"Dear Lord, why am I here? This is the 20th century, this is not my time!"

"But this is were they began, please do your job," he replied and then didn't talk to her anymore. Destiny sighed as she crouched down and tried to think for a moment before she was bombarded with more questions. Just then, a gang of Old men came up to her, drunk and tired but wanted a little *fun*

"My, my, what a delicious piece we have here!" One of the men said drunkly, touching Destiny on the cheek.

"Piss off old maggot," she replied bluntly, grabbing the hand and squeezing it hard until breaking point. As I have said countless times before, Destiny has superhuman strength so her crushing the mans hand was as if crushing paper: it was that easy.

The man cried out in pain as he held his injured hand. Destiny on the other hand was still looking at the old man, still in a crouch position.

"Bitch, get her!" They cried and all went for Destiny. Destiny sighed. (Time to fight again) she said to herself as she waited for the men to get close enough before she picked one of them up and threw him on the ground, his back cracking in the process. She then stood on his head while she did a flying kick at the other mans chest, making him topple over.

"Perverted old men, go to hell!" She shouted while giving the two-now-on-the-floor men equally painful kicks to the sides. When she was done, she completely freaked out when a hand came from behind and held a gun to her head. (Damn, I must have miss counted) she sighed, looking up at the man.

"Now say your prayers!" The drunkard shouted, noticing that Destiny didn't do anything but stare.

"What's the point when I'm not the one going to die, well for a second time that is," she replied coolly, shrugging her shoulders. Just when she was about to knock the gun out of the old man's hands when he coward backwards, his face in utter shock and horror. He dropped the gun and ran back into the wall. Then, his finger started pointin behind Destiny.

"What the-" Destiny started but then stopped as she gasped. Right there behind her, was a butler.

But it wasn't a normal butler, oh no.

It was a black butler. His ruby red eyes darted between the two figures in front of him before he grabbed the man's throat, making him choak.

"Please, dear sir, leave this young lady alone," he said in a soft voice but it was stern and scary all the same. The old man ran away, swearing as he did so. The black butler smiled at her with pleasant eyes.

"My dear lady, my master is waiting for you," he said and Destiny looked behind her to see a boy, maybe 13, was standing behind her with his tall hat and cloak. Destiny sniggered.

"What a funny hat!" She said aloud as she covered her mouth. The boy blushed, then smiled as he held out a hand.

"I require your assistance," he said, all posh amd everything.

"R-right," Destiny said, taking the gesture and getting up, her casual skirt now stained with mud. They walked into a carriage and sat as they waited for their departure. The carriage began to rock as the butler from before made the horses run. They began to go slow before picking up the pace as they sped across the cobble streets. The trip in the actual carriage was quite until the boy said something.

"Such incredible strength," he said, looking at her with one eye.

"I'm sorry but may I ask," he said, taking hold of Destiny's hands, rubbing them.

"They are so soft, yet they can throw a man across a road! Are you by chance and angel?" He asked, still rubbing her hands with his gloved ones.

"If I tell you, I might have to kill you," she replied, letting the young boy continue to massage her hands. The boy laughed though as he let go of her hands.

"Its fine, I just wanted to ask," he said, looking at her with his good eye.

"May I now ask," she asked, grabbing hold of the boy's face and taking a closer look at the eye patch.

"Why you have that eye patch, or is that too much a personal question?" She asked, letting go of his cheeks. The boy flushed as he looked out the carriage window.

"It is none of your concern," he replied, still flushed. As the carriage skidded to a halt, the butler from before opened the door and smiled at them both.

"Master, we have arrived,"

The place was a very large manor, maybe even bigger than Nagi's. It was tall, loud and proud: as if begin passerby's to look and ponder at how big it was. Destiny was so over whelmed by the place that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Good, My lady, please follow me," said the boy said, stepping out of the carriage. Destiny followed behind the boy but then wrinkled her nose in disgust. What the heck was that awful smell? It stunk like something un clean. Destiny turned to where the stench was coming from and gasped. It was the butler. Well someone forgot to take a shower this morning, eh? Destiny tried to walk faster to get away from the damn smell but failed, seeing as the butler was always with his master.

At the boy's study.

"You what?" Destiny asked again.

"I would like you to become one of my maids," he said again, diners intertwined with each other, his head resting on them.

"Do I get pay?"

"Of course! Who do you think I am?"

(Some rich kid who thinks he's the most important one in the world) Destiny said to herself but then decided she wouldn't be rude.

"And I'll get a place to sleep and something to eat and-"

"Yes, yes and YES! You'll get all that and more, just say yes already," the boy said impatiently.

"You're still a kid, even with all this money," Destiny mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," she said sharply, getting up from the chair she had been sitting on.

"I'll do the job," she said finally before walking out the room. She pushed herself on the door and breathed in great amounts of air. What kind of smell was that? She asked herself, sucking in gallons of oxygen. Is he wearing cologne or something? He obviously put too much on, seeing as he stinks so bad. Destiny closed her eyes briefly before she opened then then yelped as she notices another boy with big green eyes standing in front of her, smiling from ear to ear.

"Hi, my names Finnian!"