A/N—I watched some of my fav episodes and got my mojo back! YAY!

Part 5: What's In a Name?

I wash away the dirt from my arms. The dirt from the work I have done comes clean easily, unlike the filth that stains my skin. Staring at the bundle of rags lying on the cot, I loose my hair and start to ready the herbs. This is my hope. I have lost everything that ever mattered in my life. My family, my fiancé, and my innocence were all stolen from me in one horrific night. Now I will have my vengeance.

I must wait a few hours more. My angel of death will not awaken until the good doctor returns. There is no reason I shouldn't start to prepare. The doctor left me everything that we will need. I slip into the dress he left me. It's the garb of a woman who died nearly thirty years ago, but I am she. We are one for all we've suffered. He will rise like a phoenix and bring justice for us. I will not let my pain go unanswered.

A knock on the door breaks my thoughts. "Come in!" I call.

"Hmmm…You look lovely…Kanan." A smile comes to his lips. The doctor is a thin man in his early sixties, but the glint in his eye is ageless and somewhat disturbing.

"You call me that as if I have become her," I say staring down at the dress.

"You have, my dear. It is what he will call you. To him you will be Kanan and he will be Gonou."

"But they called him Cho Hakkai?"
He snorts. "That was a name given to him by evil men, Kanan. Men who made him forget his duty to his love."

"He'll love and protect me. " I sigh and gesture to the table. "I have all that you asked for."
"Such a good girl you are." He sets a stuffed bunny aside and picks up the knife. "There is one more thing we need."

A shiver passes through my body. "What is that?"
"Oh just a bit of blood…not much," he assures me grabbing my wrist and tossing the blanket off of the decaying corpse. A slight scream passes through my lips as he slices through my palm. The world goes black.

My eyes begin to flutter open as I feel gentle hands bandaging my wound. The face of a demon stares down at me with silver eyes. He is naked to the waist and I stare at the vine markings that cover him. His hair is dark and his face drawn with concern. "Kanan, I thought I'd lost you!"

I find my voice. "Gonou, my Gonou, I love you so much."
He draws me fiercely into his arms and I feel the shuttering that passes through his body. "The doctor told me what they did to you."

I bury my face in his shoulder. "Will you help me?"
"Always. I'm always here for you, Kanan. No one will ever hurt you again."
Looking hard into his eyes I ask, "Will you help me take my revenge?"

"Yes."