Chapter 1: A look at Chi's past.

The room was black, except for one light. The insufferable crimson hue of the alarm clock glared angrily into Chi's eyes. 3:00 a.m. Her silver-blue optics darted swiftly around as she searched for any abnormalities in the silhouettes of her belongings... or any new ones. Nothing... Then what had woken her up? As if answering her unspoken question, a noise echoed from the downstairs quarters of the giant house, undoubtedly Raphael sneaking in from one of his aggravating dates. The archangel of wind/ horny MD was her companion in life (whether she liked it or not... damn destiny...), and was always getting himself into some kind of trouble or other.

"Alright dumb ass, Let's see who you're trying to sneak into your room tonight." She hissed, her azure eyes flashing venomously, as she slid out of her bed and made her way out of the door.

Something's not right, she thought. Raphael's door was closed and she could clearly hear his loud snores. The fifteen-year-old quietly made her way down the stairs, frost outlining her every step. She was on her guard.

BANG! This time the noise was louder. The basement. that's where it was coming from. Slowly she opened the door leading to the unbearably dark cellar, loose strands of hair falling unnoticed across the ghastly white flesh of her face. The squeaking of the door, she figured, was enough to alarm any burglar that a resident was home, and that they'd better get out the way they came.

"LISTEN LOSERS! I know you're down there! So get out, or you'll have to deal with me!" She bellowed swirls of fog emitting from her mouth.

"And whom might I ask is 'me'?" Whispered a seductive voice from below.

Xiao was a high-ranking vampire/ cat demon... and she wanted Chi. She'd heard of the birth of this archangel, and figured it would probably be a snap to get into the little brat's soul... possess her and make her bend to her will... So here she was, in a dingy basement, waiting for the opportunity to get a hold of Hakujou ChiIkari.

While I'm thinking of a way to snatch her, I might as well sit down. Slowly she propped herself onto a stack of dust-laden boxes, and instantly regretted it. Slowly the stack tumbled down, clattering loud enough to wake the dead. SHIT! She lay there for a second, grumbling and pushing boxes from atop her slender body. Her noisy entrance had been enough to wake anyone up, but this-

"Great. It better not be Raphael." The surprisingly competent archangel of wind and resurrection would surely see her breaking and entering as an attempt to get closer to him and his penis, thus hindering her attempts to get into the little brat (AKA: That pervert would scare me off so fast, his pants wouldn't be off yet... and that'd be fast!).

"LISTEN LOSERS! I know you're down there! So get out, or you'll have to deal with me!"

That squeaky annoying little eardrum-shattering voice could only be Hakujou-Baka... What relief. Feeling cocky she let out a cool calm reply, knowing it would egg the girl on. "And whom might I ask is 'me'?"

Chi was slightly thrown off guard at the sound of another's voice, expecting only to hear her own harsh echo. Slowly she started down the steps, tendrils of ice crackling their ways up the walls as she walked by.

"Show yourself." She hissed, as she reached the bottom, her eyes slowly adjusting to the blanket of opaqueness surrounding her.

"I don't really think it would matter, seeing as how you can't see, now would it?" came a reply followed by cold laughter.

Something (or someone) brushed softly against Chi's side, causing her to clench her eyes shut, followed by a soft whispering so close that she could feel the heat of breath in her ears. "Now why don't you just open those pretty little peepers?"

"What for, bitch?" she lashed out, worry consuming her.

"Are you familiar with the term, eyes are windows to our souls?" the voice asked, cackling cruelly afterward.

Slowly, Chi was pulled around, and by instinct (Damn instinct), her eyes flew open to meet her attacker. The only thing that she saw was a hazy image, before she felt a searing white-hot pain in her right eye. What's happening? Clapping her hand slowly over the searing optic she began freezing it... letting her power burst forth from her hand as if she'd broken some invisible dam. Screaming from inside her head was all she heard, getting more and more quiet, as her eye froze shut and slowly became useless. Now she began screaming as she tore at her face...

Might as well wake up... make Chi-sama some surprise breakfast. It was 5:00 a.m., and for some reason unbeknownst to Raphael he was awake, and feeling strongly for his companion. Why am I so worried? Am I turning into a paranoid old maid like her? She has great boobs, at least. Chuckling, he walked down the stairs into the kitchen and stopped. The basement door was ajar, and he heard whimpering from below. "Chi, babe? You down there, or am I cra-"

"Raphael. Please come here... please..." he heard her whine, sobs making her words almost inaudible.

As he reached the bottom of the basement stairs, he uttered a cry. Chi had reverted to a pitiful fetal position as blood gushed down her face. Her right arm was outstretched and ice crystals were still forming around the clenched fist. He ran to her, kneeling, and stifled a scream. Her right eye had been clawed out.

"She tried... but I'm casting a spell..." were her last words right before she fell unconscious for the first time in two hours...