The war was finished. All the demons that had chosen to follow Rikarsh were destroyed. The others were taken up to Kiramina, and given a place of honour at the council. Rikarsh himself was captured, set on trial, and sentenced to life imprisonment in the Hokana, the Fire Prison. There he would remain, trapped for eternity in his own pain and suffering. This was a just consequence, for much angel and demon blood had been spilt on his command. Angel and demon joined forces and saw Rikarsh put away for good, and then went about rebuilding broken dreams. But it was not the end..
2 years after the war's end, two young angels fell in love. They spent many years together, and finally one day had a child; a girl, with soft blond hair and bright blue eyes. The couple were very happy, and spent endless hours playing with the child, talking to her, and letting her be in the company of a demon family that had two girls, who were very close friends of the angels. But something went wrong. In the dead of night, a wandering demon thief stole the child and when the alarm was raised, fled down to Earth. He deposited the child in a dumpster on an old street and departed. In chasing the thief, the fleet of angels that had been dispatched to rescue the child completely passed her by.
The girl lay there, hidden from view, until a passing homeless man found her, and, taking pity on the helpless child, picked her up and carried her the fifteen blocks to Domino Hospital. There, a nurse took the baby under her wing, cared for her, and found a lovely home with two wonderful parents. And so the child grew, protected, loved and cared for, never knowing her true origins, for an angel's wings do not develop until their fourteenth year.
The couple deeply lamented the loss of their child, and soon withdrew from society. Their demon friends were very sad and told the story to their two young children. The sisters made a pact; as soon as they were old enough, they would go down to Earth to recover their lost friend.
And so our story begins..