Return of the Angels

She walked forward; her hands touched the cold surface of the stone balcony that belonged to a building that she and her group discovered earlier that morning. Dark eyes located the crescent moon amongst the stars that failed to touch it because of the glow that surrounded the crescent as if a barrier that allowed nothing to touch it. It was thin, as if the slightest touch would snap it. There were very few clouds and they were at the far edges of the sky that she could see. Almost as if they were just as forbidden to get close to the moon as the stars were! But there was no barricade to that crescent; and no matter how breakable it looks it was extremely strong and sturdy, no amount of damage seems to be able to destroy it.

The wind was gentle but yet it still was able to caress her golden hair as it gently flowed with the flowing invisible river of the atmosphere. Flickering like a flame her hair swept over her gently, but she felt it tickle a little but it was so small that she was able to ignore it. She wore a dress that swept carelessly with the breeze, gently grazing her legs, but none the less she felt it calming and relaxing. She slowly closed her eyes, felt the breeze, felt the calmness of the atmosphere, and felt everything float down towards her in separate heartbeats. When she opened her eyes she was able to selfishly realize that this planet had already become hers.

Slowly narrowing her eyes in sadness for what she had realized, she felt like changing it. Time was not in her power, for the one thing she wanted to be far out of her reach it had to be that. But she didn't regret it; she didn't want to turn back the clock, not this time. She just didn't want the world to respond to her, it was becoming too obedient to the being she was. Closing her eyes, she shook her head and rid the thoughts from it. This world was not hers, it would never be hers, and she didn't want it to be either. She lived solely for herself and for her friends she held close to her. She would never be able to look after the entire planet's population of both humans and animals.

But time was running out again. A bigger threat to this planet was coming and faster and stronger than before. She could feel the planet itself tremble in fear of this new being. There was definitely going to be more than one opponent and she already had many tasks. She gripped the balcony tightly with her hands, she felt it slowly crumble and before she could disarrange the shape of it, she released the stone balcony and stepped back, viewing the damage that she had done. It was already too late. She had already reshaped it with the shape of her hands and fingers on the banister. She ran a hand through her hair, definitely knowing that she was becoming agitated all of a sudden.

She sighed and entered the confines of the bedroom she had been occupying for the day. An old bed was still covered with a glorious rich red quilt and the sheets were black with the display pillows being red and black with some golden looking ones in its midst. She laid her head in the pillows, an arm across her head as she stared up at the ceiling. What was she supposed to do in the midst of a battle that she couldn't intervene in? Well currently there was no battle, just some rebellious acts from disobedient people, but she had wished that something good would happen so she could involve herself and she also wished that this peace would remain. She wanted a challenge and that was something she couldn't get at the moment.

She needed excitement…

Something thrilling…

Something that would make her heart pumping in both fear and excitement…

She wanted her blood to burn like fire in her veins; she wanted something able to make her commit herself to something. She closed off her eyes and breathed out. Was there really something or someone that was able to do that? She needed that extra something, dangerous, life threatening, possibly even something different from life threatening, but something that could really get her to soar happily. Being the person she was now and to the one she was back in the past… yeah she definitely needed something more challenging, making her want to fight for whatever she wants. She just needs some action to get herself into gear. This lazing around and travelling was slowly going to ruin her.

She rolled onto her side and gazed out the balcony doors that she left open. She could see the night sky and the moon within its canvas. It was beautiful enough even with the thousands of stars that made it more so, but she couldn't help but wonder what were the possibilities of finding anything she actually wanted… needed. Closing off her eyes, she felt the surroundings around her, felt the caressing of the breeze over her exposed legs and over her bare arms. Her hair was pushed and pulled over her face and slowly she felt the slumber calling out to her. She refused its hand and forced herself awake by opening up her eyes. A dark vast of a future shone darkly on those eyes of knowing. The pools that sunk into an endless deep, just like the abyss of the ocean that was hidden within the darkness of the water, so limitless… always revolving around the never ending things that could be accomplished, her eyes just shone with the one fact that she would never give up. No matter the circumstances that slammed into her face.

The night may still be rolling in, but day was just hours away, and with that, would be yet again another pack up and leave to travel across the desert that too had no end. Her plans racing through her head, her mind so full of things that no human would ever be able to understand. May, Storm and Ray struggle and they were the closest to ever being able to understand her. But her eyes were only awake for one purpose. There was someone within the area of the abandoned building they were taking residence in. She slowly climbed off her bed and proceeded to the window. She had exited the bedroom in the first place to see if she could see this idiotic intruder, but she hadn't been able to. Either this person knew that she was there and was looking out for them, or was being looked for by others.

She looked to the sky and visually she saw nothing and when she focused on hearing she heard nothing. Her visual and her hearing were far more acute than the average humans. She narrowed her eyes and gazed out to the desert, searching for this intruder that was sneaking up closer to the building. She nearly banged her fists on the balcony but reframed. Instead she clenched them and got into her bedroom and stripped. Placing on some clean undergarments she instantly put on her clothes. Her shorts were tight against her legs and her privates but she ignored it as always. It covered her back as she positioned the breast part over her bra and underneath so that it covered it all. She checked the V of the top was sorted out and then she pulled out her hair, bringing her side bangs down in front of her till they rested underneath her breast line. She adjusted her fringe a little and then strapped a belt around her hips with some blades strapped into their pouches. She took the belt that was connected to two large swords by the side of her bed and strapped that to her, making the belts overlap in a cross fashion. She placed one leg on the bed and strapped a holster for a gun there, with a gun already loaded strapped in.

She exited the room, almost arrogantly and reframed from slamming the door to wake the others. She padded down the stairs and exited the entrance that appeared to her in large double doors. Outside her hair instantly blew in the wind that had picked up since she spent time inside rather than out. The sand crunched underneath her feet as she stepped forward and her eyes were already scanning ahead for obvious signs of other life. She felt it but she saw none despite how supreme her senses were. The presence here was of a male travelling alone, his heat poured into the atmosphere and the shallow breathing, the small amount of carbon dioxide told her he was struggling in breathing. Whoever this person was was going to die in this desert if she didn't help. But she felt underneath the source of his aura, there was a hidden signature that spoke of evil, the contact with it. So obviously, the demonic life form from another planet had already come to this planet and she hadn't felt the wave of its power as it landed.

She knew its purpose and reasons on being here. It was going to evaluate her strength and then deciding upon it they would send a warrior of their own choosing to fight back against her. She wasn't going to fall into that trap. This human was already possessed just by being touched and once she comes into contact with it, there would be the fight that she wouldn't be able to avoid. However, if she pretended to be human and avoid confrontation, pretending it's completely anxiety of being crept upon, she would be able to plan out her escape from the surveillance of her adversaries. For now there was only one, but she knew there would be more and more, all coming to test her real strength and once they've seen it, they would send their warrior.

Well there's news to them then.

They are not going to see her strength until they send a worthy opponent to fight against her real strength.

Through planning this way, she could encase herself into a situation where she would not be able to turn back from. So she needed to think properly and carefully. If she were to gain contact with the demons this early into the game, then there would be no fun at all. She needed the excitement and it's come to her. But how she plays it out is how quickly her fun ends. She didn't want it to play out quickly at all, but it would have to eventually. There were times when fun could be played and then there were times for serious to overtake the game. However, her fun is only just beginning, this wasn't even the start. This minor possession was too weak to be able to do anything. Her strength will have to wait and recently gaining it would prove more difficult to recover until she is used to learning how to adapt and control it.

Gearing it was a bad idea, but she felt as if she had no choice. If this intruder posed as a threat, she would need to exterminate it. But as she watched the desert, the person didn't appear at all. But she knew he was there. He was lurking a little further out, not moving, his breathing steady, quickly returning, but still not moving all the same. Returning through the doors she locked them behind her. She pressed her back to the door, her senses remaining high and she felt the person move. She couldn't believe it. This person refused to move in her sight and out of it, he would. Was he scared of her to only perform those actions behind her back? She couldn't shake it off though, she couldn't ignore his presence, she would have to be cautious and remain hidden, feel his actions with her senses and only then she will decide to move.

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His mind was nothing but blank, his expression spaced out, focusing on nothing; he did all his actions subconsciously. He travelled alone in the desert, feeling the heat stroke across his body and the cool of the night when he hid inside the caves to avoid being frozen to death. Sometimes he would hitch a ride with strangers that appeared to care for his wellbeing when they found him wandering aimlessly. Without no thank you, goodbyes, or any sort of appreciation for each of the wandering travellers concerns, he still continues on his way as if no of it has ever happened to him.

He was a black haired, violet eyed, former imperial soldier, a zoid pilot. His zoid was destroyed through a battle with Van Flyheight, a current commander of the Guardian Force that united both the republicans and the empire. Have no evidence that he knew of Van's current position or location, he remained spaced and unable to answer. He appeared uncaring in all things, especially since he was spaced and not exactly knowing why he had become like that. His organoid was nowhere to be seen, appearing to have abandoned him, but maybe he had but maybe he hadn't. There was no telling especially since the answer to it all is his master, and he was in a state that wasn't even able to be talked to. There was no telling what he was going to do, he was unpredictable.

He travelled to a base, unaware who surrounded him and what he was up against but still he fired his weapons, hitting them all as if he was aiming for them in the first place. But he knew when the zoid had had enough that he would jump out of it. Without a zoid he could commission, he was useless and knew the limits. As he hit the ground, he saw in front of him a few zoids that opposed him. One blue he recognized as a blade liger and the others he couldn't see because he was focused on the one in front of him. Although his eyes looked as if everything was sweeping past him but he was actually observing everything, especially when the cockpit opened up to reveal a boy his age staring down at him.

Brown hair and black looking eyes stared down in both disbelief and some form of confusion with anger. They stared at each other for a few moments before his lips curled upwards as he looked at his opponent who occupied a zoid and he did not. The gleam in his eyes returned and his point of return was facing the very male he had been defeated by. Now he was going to exact his revenge and he was going to make sure he was able to get it back no matter how much he had to work to do it.

"Shadow!" He shouted.

Appearing with his flapping wings he landed on the ground and took him inside of him before unfolding his wings and exiting through the sky.

All the people could do was watch as he escaped prior to his organoid. Shadow continued to take him away and then to place far off. He settled down onto the ground, releasing his master from confinement inside himself and then closed it off, standing before his master. The Raven he knew had returned. He stared around him, glancing at the desert terrain around him and happened to discover a building further out in the distance. So far out that it would take a while to get there, but he had no intention to go to that place. Everywhere else was just sand and more sand. All directions there were nothing to see. Where had Shadow taken him?

He glanced back to the building, rethinking his plan. But he suddenly saw the lights glare alive and narrowed his eyes. There was residence inside there then. He begun making his way towards it and by the time he reached it, something had already begun to happen. He stared at the window where a female with golden blonde hair dressed in a nightgown stepped out. Her beauty outstood his expectations. Her hair so golden that it looked like a shimmering gold ribbon that was caught in a gentle breeze as it flowed along with it. The white nightgown was a cliché, almost something expected to be seen, but he remained hidden behind the rocks so that she couldn't see him.

Seeing her disappear inside just made him grow a smirk on his face. As he glanced around he realized that he was unable to go any further. He was limited to this spot and he grew agitated. From running for quite some distance, he had become out of breath, but soon he would regain it. He watched the window with uneasy breathing and saw her step out once more, this time her eyes searching the sands, almost as if she was looking for someone. His eyes reactively widened. It couldn't be! There was no way she knew he was out there. He wore clothing dark enough to camouflage him and his hair also helped in that manner. She disappeared for the second time and after a little while, the large doors opened and she stepped out.

He could see the weapons she had strapped to herself. Two large swords behind her back, the belt attached to them was going in the opposite direction to the ones that had to pouches for some other weaponry. There was another on her right leg but he could see nothing else, but she could be wearing more than she appeared to be wearing. Her clothing was entirely different now. She wore what appeared to be a two piece suit. Short shorts with a top that only covered her breasts and showed some cleavage from the V in the top! She had two side bangs going down till past her breast line and he realized that her breasts were actually quite large for a female about his age. He wanted to approach but didn't, he almost felt repelled to do so. He had a bad feeling if he did approach.

He heard a little shuffling and discovered that his organoid wasn't the one doing it. Besides him, there was someone else here.