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"...!" a little girl clad in black clutched her friend.

"...-chan!" the little girl clad in white clutched her back.

"..., we will meet again. I promise you," reassuring burgundy eyes looked at violet ones.

"Will we really?" The mahogany haired girl looked tearfully at her blond friend.

"Yes, of course," the one in black placed a kiss on her friend's head. "I will always come back to you, no matter how long I would take." She took out a necklace with a small ruby orb attached, "here." She clasped the necklace around the other's neck and gave a tearful smile, "something to remember me by."

"...-chan," the one in white clutched the necklace. She took out a black loose choker with a golden triangle in the middle and put it around her friend's neck. "Something for you to remember me by," she choked on her tears.

"I love you," they both simultaneously said as they bumped their foreheads together, before they were then forced to be torn apart...

Nanoha POV

I woke up with tears in my eyes. That dream, I forgot what happened in it, but it seemed like so long ago, when I was still a human child. I clutched the necklace I always wore, ever since I could remember.

"Nanoha-chan," I heard my friend's voice through the door. "Wake up, the prince wants to see you."

I groaned while wiping my tears away, "I don't want to see him."

"I know sweetie, but it's an order. Do you really want your rank to go down after all the hard work you've done?"

"No," I said with frustration. "I'll be right there Hayate-chan."

"Eheh, I'll be waiting right here at the door then. I know how much he gets on your nerves."

"Thanks," I said sarcastically. I went up to my closet to get a white robe.

"Come on," Hayate said as she latched onto my arm like a leech. We walked out of our home and to the castle.

I sighed, "why do I have to put up with this everyday?"

"With me or the prince?"

"Both, but mostly the prince," I scowled.

"Then Nanoha, you must find a lover."

"...What does that have to do with anything?"

"Think about it, if you had someone else, then he just might back off."

"He's the prince though," I rolled my eyes. "He'll probably just get someone to assassinate the fellow I fall in love with."

"Yeah, but still..." she quieted as we approached and opened the large black double doors leading to a bedroom.

"Nanoha, will you-" the blond sitting next to his desk started.

"No. How many times do I have to say this to get it through your thick skull?" I inhaled deeply and shouted, "Yuuno, I will NOT marry you! I will NEVER, I repeat, NEVER, under any circumstances marry you!"

"Why not? You'll easily be ruler of this place with me. You wouldn't have to go through all those tests to be at this level if you accepted sooner."

"Unlike you, I actually work my way up the ranks. I don't want to rely on anything else," my cold glare made him flinch. "I don't care about royalty this is my life, so butt out." I stormed out of there with Hayate still clinging onto me.

"Oooh, harsh," the brunette whistled.

"Oh shut up Hayate-chan. I am the devil after all."

"Psh. Yeah, but you're the only devil here who wears white and your wings, they too are pure white, just like an angel's, but devil style. You can also be kind when you want too."

"Eheh," I shifted my eyes, "I wonder if I was taken to the wrong place as a kid then."

"Who knows," she shifted her eyes. "Anyways, it's been a long time since you've came to the underworld." I just nodded my head in reply.

I absolutely hated it here at first, being teased and bullied just because of my wings, but at least I have a good friend with me. That Yuuno has been on my nerves since I got here, but thanks to Hayate-chan, I haven't killed him...yet. I wonder when my life will change, I want to get out of here soon, if possible. I am Nanoha Takamachi, the White Devil of Hell.

Fate POV

I woke up feeling the morning sun glaring at my face. "Damn window, right in front of my face," I grumbled. "But," I touched my choker, "why can't I remember that dream. It seemed to be long ago, when I was a human child."

"Ahaha." I turned to face my older sister.

"What are you laughing about onee-chan?" I glared at her.

"Aw, my little rebel sister," she pulled me against her and ruffled my hair. "You're still wandering about that choker?"

"Yeah, I've had it for as long as I could remember."

"Eheh, you'll know where it's from soon enough."

I gave her a questioned look and sighed, "why, just why do I have to go through this every morning?"

"Because I love you," she puckered her lips and tried to place them on my cheeks.

"Get off," I used one hand to push her away, and another was in a fist.

"Fate, how many times do I have to tell you to not fight with your sister?" We turned around to see our step-brother, Chrono. "Hurry and get up already, we've got lots of work to do. I'm going to go ahead."

"Yeah, yeah," we simultaneously waved him off.

"I wonder how our okaa-sans are doing."

"Yeah, they must be having fun in the human world," I sighed.

"Ahaha, maybe they are just as worried about us as we are to them."

"Maybe." I took out my black robes and put them on, "Why, every morning?"

Alicia took her white robes to put on. "Which part? The fact we have to help out with the records in the library, or your dreams?"

"Both, mostly the library. It's too damn cheerful and bright. It hurts my eyes," I blinked, still trying to adjust to the sunlight as we walked out.

"And this is why you are the rebel child at this place. The light hurts your eyes, even though you're an angel. But you never fight, even though you have a bloodthirsty aura around you when you're pissed off," she tilted her head.

"Of course not, I'm an angel after all," I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, but you're the only angel here who wears black and your wings, they're pure black, just like a devil's, but angel style. You are also mischievous, not very angelic."

"It's just the way I am. How are we even twins in the first place? Your wings are of an angel's, while mine are like a fallen angel's."

"Who knows," she shrugged her shoulder. "Anyways, it's been a long time since you've came Heaven. I remember those long cold days when I was just waiting for you to be found and brought up here," she dramatically said, I just nodded my head in reply.

I absolutely hated here at first...scratch that. I still hate being here, but onee-chan and onii-chan makes it bearable for me. They also prevented me from killing those kids who teased and bullied me when I first came here. Tch, just because my wings. I wonder if my life will turn around, I do want to get out of here... if that's even possible. I am Fate Testarossa Harlaown, the Black Angel of Heaven.

A/N: Hm, I hope this story isn't going to be too cliché... whatever it turns out to be. -koff koff-