In Pentagram City's outskirts, a soul has dropped into Hell, a formless entity named Sai. As his soul glided down to the crimson sand, the air was hot, screams of terror echoed throughout the valley, and sounds of gunfire, laughter and engines roared across the crimson dunes.
"Huh? Where am I?" Sai questioned a few moments after his soul had touched down.
"Why you're in Hell, my disembodied fellow." Said a radio-istic voice behind him
"What?" Sai said, surprised as he whipped around to see a figure in red towering over him, "Who are you?"
"My friend, I am called Alastor." Alastor said as he flourished, extending his hand, "Pleasure to meet you!"
"If I had a hand, I'd shake yours," Sai said as his ethereal soul danced like an open flame.
"Oh forgive me, my friend, sincerest apologies," Alastor said as he retracted his hand, "What did happen to your body if you don't mind me asking?"
"I remember… fire and the smell of gasoline." Sai said as he tried to remember his past life and how he died, "I had so much hate for someone; they took something dear to me."
Alastor smiled in interest as he let Sai continue to try and remember his life before.
"I remember green, laughter, and I was happy," Sai said in a calm voice before his voice became shakier and his breath quickened, " I remember the smell of burning rubber, then the sound of tire screeching…"
"Oh god, I remember. They died that day; I survived," Sai said in a sad tone, then slowly his anger rose, "I remember as soon as I recovered, I wanted to even the score and seeing where I am, I guess I did."
"Indeed you did, my friend." Alastor said as he gestured to Sai's current form, "Out with a blaze of glory, it seems?"
Sai answered with a short chuckle before he sighs before Alastor spoke up and stepped closer.
"Well, my friend, we can't have you parading around in your unmentionables; let's get you some new attire," Alastor said as he waved his staff and worked a bit of his magic.
Alastor's magic quickly swelled and grew into a vortex, then engulfed Sai and lifted him off the ground. As Alastor's magic poured into him, Sai felt his limbs return and soon so did his body, but it wasn't his human body. It was that of a tall owl. Once the magical vortex had subsided, Sai examined his new body and saw its feathers were a dark tone of green that turned darker the further down it went on his legs and arms.
"Do you have a mirror?" Sai asked as he looked over to Alastor.
"Of course, my newly feathered friend," Alastor said as he reached into his coat and pulled out a hand mirror, then handed it to Sai.
As Sai looked into the mirror, he saw a pale face reflected at him. His eyes were now a bright shade of sapphire and had three small markers under his left eye.
"So I'm an owl now?" Sai said, surprised, as he rubbed his face with one hand while holding the mirror in the, there before he handed the mirror back, "Well, at least I have a body now, so thank you. Why help me though?"
"To free myself of boredom's constrictive grasp," Alastor said as he clenched his fist, "So I was inclined to assist you in your FOWL predicament."
"Heh, good one, I'm sure life down here will be quite the HOOT." Sai said with a chuckle, followed by Alastor joining in, after a few moments of laughter and jokes between the two, "Hey, can I ask you one more thing?"