There was a flash of light, and then it was gone.
Just like her hope.
The flash came in radiant colors of purple, pink, and red. Shia couldn't focus on anything as they all swirled around.
And then it was dark again.
Shia collapsed to the ground with a thud. She had mostly regained her breath by now.
"Come Shia."
As Shia followed him, towering objects loomed above her. There were skyscrapers that touched the non-existent moon and towers that looked down at the clouds. Most of the buildings were so tall that she couldn't even see the tops of them.
Nyaa stopped in front of a door. The door stood all alone, with no wall or anything to support it.
Nyaa opened the door.
"Enter, Shia."
As Shia stepped through the door's frame, an office building materialized in front of her eyes. There were rows and rows of workers all bearing the same black wings Shia had on their backs. Shia lowered her gaze as she walked past. She had been here once before.
The Demon Headquarters.
As Nyaa walked swiftly up to what appeared to be the front desk, Shia lingered slowly behind him.
Nyaa left a trail of blood behind as he walked on the dark tiles.
Shia left nothing.
The person at the front desk appeared to be a woman, but Shia couldn't exactly tell. Long raven hair hung in front of her face menacingly. All that could be seen was an unpleasant smile.
"What do you want?" the face snarled.
Nyaa spoke up. "I, Klaus, am here with Shia. We have an appointment, I believe."
The lady stared down her list. She glared at Nyaa. "Actually, no."
"Then… make… one…" he snarled between clenched teeth.
The person strode off angrily to another room. Within moments, she appeared back with another woman at her side.
This new woman had radiant red hair and piercing green eyes. She motioned down the hall to another room. Nyaa and Shia followed her to it.
Inside were a few unwelcoming gray chair.
The woman smiled menacingly.
"Please… sit."
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"Misha, baby, you need to snap out of this funk! What's up with you, doll?"
Misha didn't answer.
"Oh, come on, Misha. You need to get over Wonder Boy and get on with your life! I thought you wanted to be a full-fledged angel!"
Misha was quiet for a moment. "Sa-chan… I… I never imagined the pain to be so… so unbearable." Her eyes filled with tears. "How… how would you feelie weel?" She looked up at her big sister for support.
"Look, peanut, I don't know how to help you. It's over. There's no thing you or I can do at this point."
"…N…nothing…" she echoed.
Sasha sighed. She knew her sister needed help, and she loved her, but what could she…
Wait. Wait a minute. Could she...? …Yes! She could!
"Babe, wait here a minute!"
Sasha darted off, leaving flowers were she walked. Misha was too tired to do anything, so she just sat.
Sat and waited.
She waited for quite some time. It seemed like hours, in fact, before Sasha came back, panting and out of breath.
Sasha appeared quite pleased with herself.
"Take a seat, peanut, because boy have I got something for you."