*The First Move is Made*

Amaimon sat with Blizzard on the couch they had fallen asleep on the night before. Both were completely board out of their minds now. Just a few hours before Mephisto had sternly told the two not to move from his office while he was at another mandatory meeting. Both let out a sigh as they remembered the lecture they were giving.

*3 Hours Ago*

"Now listen you two, I have a lot to do today and I can't have you both running around and getting into trouble." Mephisto was waving a gloved finger at the couple who had just awoken from their peaceful slumber. "Now, I want you two to stay in my office until I get back. That means no using the Infinity Key Amaimon, understand?" His Ototou gave him a meek and unconvincing nod. "As for you Blizzard, well, the same goes for you as well." He gave them both one last stern look before turning and leaving them in the office.

*Back to the Present*

With nothing to do, the two had quickly gotten board. Amaimon had really wanted to show Blizzard more of Japan but was afraid of the punishment his Aniue might give them both if he found out that Amaimon had disobeyed a direct order. Blizzard, on the other hand, was more worried about when Claude's next attack might be. The Fire King was known for his random yet powerful assaults on his enemies. Knowing the danger was half the worry and the rest was trying to figure out when an attack would be coming.

"Hey, Blizzard?" Amaimon's voice snapped the young Ice Queen out of her thoughts.

"Yes Amaimon? What is it?" She looked up at Amaimon.

"I've been meaning to ask, how come you haven't changed at all?" There it was, the question she knew she'd have to answer sooner or later. It was true, while Amaimon had changed, Blizzard had looked the exact same way as she did 200 years ago. She was much shorter that Amaimon now and she seemed to still look as though she was a child. Amaimon had grown much taller and his features had changed from a child's to that of a teenaged human's. Blizzard, on the other hand, was still small and frail looking and her features had not changed at all, still making her look like a pre-teen human. With a sigh, she answered Amaimon's question.

"Well, when I was frozen, my body couldn't change within the ice. It was forced to stay the same as it was that day for the past 200 years. I couldn't move nor could see. I was at a complete standstill in time. I was still able to hear what was going on outside the ice, which is how I knew about Claude's plan, but I wasn't able to move." Amaimon looked quizzically at the girl below him.

"Then how did you get out of the ice to come here?" That was a simpler question for Blizzard to answer.

"Well, I created the ice so I was able to will it to let me go. My determination allowed me to release myself from top of the ice dome earlier that I was supposed to." Another confused look. "That ice, it was supposed to hold me for 1000 years." Confusion turned to shock, then a smile graced Amaimon's lips.

"Well, I'm glad you're here now. I don't think I would've made it another 800 years without you Blizzard." His arms wrapped around her waist in a tight embrace. Blizzard smiled up at her Earth King and laid her head back on his shoulder. Taking one of Amaimon's hands into hers, she gently intertwined their fingers.

"I'm glad too, Amaimon." Now preoccupied with telling each other different stories, neither had noticed an oddly colored raven sitting on the balcony of Mephisto's office. The raven sat on the railing for a time, simply watching the couple inside. Then, it flew through the window, shattering the glass and gaining the couple's attention. The bird landed on the edge of Mephisto's desk and stared at the confused demons in front of it. Once again the bird took flight and flew right above their heads. Suddenly it began to change and grow in size. The bird suddenly let out an ear piercing screech and attacked Blizzard with its talons. The attacking bird grabbed Blizzard, digging the razor sharp talons into her shoulders and hoisting her into the air.

"Blizzard!" Amaimon moved the attack the large scavenger but was blown back by the powerful winds the raven was making with its wings. Blood was dripping onto the floor as the grip on Blizzard's shoulders tightened. When Amaimon regained his sense of balance he launched another attack. The raven dodged just in time and Amaimon smashed into his brother's desk, shattering the wooden object into pieces. Flying over Amaimon, the raven carried Blizzard out of the office and made a B-line to the forest that surrounded the school. Not going down without a fight, Blizzard struggled to get the bird's talons out of her shoulders. Ignoring the searing pain, Blizzard grabbed the raven's left leg and raked her long, sharp black nails down the rough skin. The raven let out a pain filled cry and released her. Blizzard was falling and fast. She was reluctant to use her powers in such a densely populated area such as a school, but something had caught her mid-air before she had to make that decision.

Amaimon had jumped from the balcony and caught Blizzard just in time. He landed on his feet with Blizzard in his arms. The raven had landed a few feet away from them, bleeding profusely from its left leg. Amaimon set Blizzard down while her wounds healed and made a move to attack. As if it had foreseen the attack, the large raven took flight once again. This time it left without any unwilling passengers. Amaimon was ready to follow the demon bird when he heard a pained groan. With one last look in the direction the raven had taken off in, Amaimon then refocused on the injured Blizzard. The wounds had almost healed but she was still in immense pain. The talons had dug deep, tearing multiple muscles and it seemed like they had nicked part of her collar bone. The wounds on the outer layer of her skin had basically healed already, but the wounds to her muscles and bones were a different story. They would take more time to heal.

"Blizzard, are you okay?" Amaimon had helped Blizzard to her feet. She had a look that seemed to be in between slight discomfort and complete agony. With a weak wave of her hand that seemed to cause her even more pain, Blizzard stood up straight.

"I'll be fine. But we have to get out of the open, people were bound to hear those screeches." Amaimon nodded and without warning picked Blizzard up. She winced but relaxed in his arms. He carried her back to Mephisto's office and they hid there until Mephisto himself had come bursting into the room. All in all, the room had been wrecked, there was blood in the floor where the raven had first held Blizzard and both demon rules were sitting on the very couch they had been sitting on when Mephisto had left earlier that day. So, to sum it up, the two had a lot of explaining to do to their now fuming older brother.