"She's a cursed angel. Forever destined to work for him... in hell. By the
loss of her faithful brother she was lost. But the one who found her was
truly Satan himself. We are here to mourn her soul, as we do every year on
this day, her birthday. I guess we should have seen it coming. Today is
June 6th and she was abducted on her sixth birthday. She had the curse of
the devil, her 6th birthday, on the 6th day of the 6th month. 666. We
could do nothing to protect this angelic figure, but we can respect her
soul that the devil consumed so many years ago, we can't save her, we can
do nothing, but hope she is alright in the hands of the real devil." The
woman speaking finished with eyes full of tears as she finished speaking of
her daughter. She went to o sit in a chair while others comforted her.
"We are so sorry for your losses Anira." A couple said walking out of the church. Anira said nothing.
When all the people left Anira went to put out the candles by her daughters picture. The little girl in the picture looked five years old, she had long blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She smiled greatly in the photo, but that just made the woman break out into tears.
Twenty minutes later when she was all finished she stepped out into the bright sun. The sun here was brighter, since the city was located on a cloud. The city was the city of angels, but its name was Limbo. This is where all the deceased go when they die, to find out if they go up to heaven or down to hell. The woman named Anira stepped onto the white concrete, spread her wings and flew off home. All the way, she was thinking of her son that was killed, her husband that was banded, and her daughter that was stolen. Now, she wondered why she didn't even kill herself right there, she had no reason to live, no one to live for. She was all alone, and her last reason to live was stolen right out of her hands taken away for eternity, she would never see her again, her daughter Serena. Taken by the bloody hands of... the devil man.
"We are so sorry for your losses Anira." A couple said walking out of the church. Anira said nothing.
When all the people left Anira went to put out the candles by her daughters picture. The little girl in the picture looked five years old, she had long blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She smiled greatly in the photo, but that just made the woman break out into tears.
Twenty minutes later when she was all finished she stepped out into the bright sun. The sun here was brighter, since the city was located on a cloud. The city was the city of angels, but its name was Limbo. This is where all the deceased go when they die, to find out if they go up to heaven or down to hell. The woman named Anira stepped onto the white concrete, spread her wings and flew off home. All the way, she was thinking of her son that was killed, her husband that was banded, and her daughter that was stolen. Now, she wondered why she didn't even kill herself right there, she had no reason to live, no one to live for. She was all alone, and her last reason to live was stolen right out of her hands taken away for eternity, she would never see her again, her daughter Serena. Taken by the bloody hands of... the devil man.