"I will fight. I will fight. I will fight. I will fight. I will fight." I chanted softly under my breath, hacking off another icicle. "I will fight. I will fight. I will fight."

Then I shifted gears, singing softly. "All the things she said, all the things she said, runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head! This is not enough!" I grinned, changing my song instantly after singing that one line.

"Angel of darkness, angel of darkness, the world is in your hand. But I will fight until the end. Angel of darkness, angel of darkness, don't follow your command. But I will fight and I will stand. When darkness falls, pain is all, the angel of darkness, will leave behind. But I will… fight. The love is lost, beauty and light, have vanished from the garden of delight. The dreams are gone, midnight has come, darkness is our new kingdom… Hey, yeah… Angel of darkness, angel of darkness, the world is in your hand. But I will fight until the end. Angel of darkness, angel of darkness, don't follow your command. But I will fight and I will stand. Hurt goes on, deep in the night, time to pray, down on your knees, you can't hide from the, eternal light. Until my last breath, I will fight. I will fight. I will fight. I will fight. Now realize, the stars they die, darkness has fallen in paradise. But we'll be strong, and we'll fight, against the creatures of the night. Angel of darkness, angel of darkness, the world is in your hand. But I will fight until the end. Angel of darkness, angel of darkness, don't follow your command. But I will fight and I will stand. Yeah yeah…"

I grinned evilly, whacking even more icicles off. I was getting them three at a time. If you swung the thingy just right, it smacked one and the two on either side of it! Al was moving slowly, and Ed couldn't even reach them. I'd already cleared about half of the space. As I moved closer to them, I frowned. I could hear Ed, not whining, but singing softly. He was singing All the Things She Said, by tATu! I realized, almost slipping in my surprise.

"Annabeth? Something wrong?" asked Al.

"Ueh? No. Nuthin'." I answered, quickly hacking off even more icicles. Was he listening to my thingy? Or just memorizing it from me singing it? Edward is freakin' singing a tATu song! I though frantically, hungrily waiting for Falman now.

He arrived, and I bolted after him. Maybe…Maybe Ed already knows everything about me? What if he does? What if he knows about my wings?

Then he'll have to be exterminated.

My face was set with determination. If he knew without my telling him, I'd kill him at the end of the story. End discussion. I'm watching you, Eddy. If you even hint about my feathers… You have a few weeks to kiss Winry good-bye, because I'm the Joker, and we're gambling for your soul here, friend!

We were shown around, and I was antsy enough to kill right then. I wanted Sloth. Now!

I got my wish.

I licked my lips, staring at him. I wanted part in the action, which would happen…

Gun-shots rang out, bullets, riddling the floor behind us. Jane hissed, Ed and Al jumped, and I looked indifferently at Buccaneer. "Your aim is off. It's that, not these, you're supposed to hit!" I said, gesturing.

"I saw you talking to that thing! I knew you were spies!"

It was all I could do to not burst out laughing. Especially when Ed cried out, "A-Annabeth!"

I knew what he was talking about. I could feel it happening. My eyes were changing color to purple, and my hair was swept over by black. My eyes were indigo, with oil-stain rainbows covering them, and my hair had the same effect. I looked, bored, at him. "What?" I droned. Then my eyes widened and I threw myself at him. Jane yowled in surprise and Ed cried out. But I managed to keep him from being run over by Sloth. "There! That proof enough that we don't know diddly about him?" I yelled up to Buccaneer, quivering with fury.

I trailed after Sloth, carefully flicking my wrist every now and then. Damaged and upturned equipment was righted and fixed with crackles of white, black and purple lightning. I watched carefully, warning people when he turned their way. "You quite through, Sloth?" I hissed when we were the only ones within range.

He turned, slowly and stupidly, towards his name. "You… know… my… name…" he said slowly.

"Yes. Aren't you supposed to be digging, Sloth? Hmm?"

"Yes… Dig… hole… Pride… told… me… Such… a pain…"

"Hmm." I spun on my heel and walked away, letting him resume his carnage.

I waited for orders. Then I did as I was told. I was already walking when Ed and Al had to be forced to help. "Oi! Boys, just shut your traps and help out! Make life two seconds easier!" I yelled over my shoulder. Jane screamed in agreement.

Ed could only manage one tank. Al got two, Falman one, Buccaneer one, and me… Sorry to brag, but I got three. Two in one arm, one and a fluff-bucket in the other arm. Jane didn't like the scent of the stuff at all, but that's living for you!

We managed to thoroughly soak Sloth with the tank fuel. When General Armstrong came up in her tank, I waited for them to run out of shots. Falman was just pulling out his gun when I was in action. I was running towards Sloth, grabbing a gun and shooting down a good six icicles. I threw down the gun and kept running. I yelled angrily, flying—not literally—at him. My booted feet were planted firmly in his face, and he toppled over the edge of the wall. "Sleep until spring, monster." I muttered, dusting my hands off. I started walking towards the door and waited like an obedient and trained dog. When we were told we were being locked up, Ed and Al were dragged by Buccaneer. I tripped after him.

As they started to leave my cell, I realized something. "Oi! Wait a moment!" I called, sticking my head between the bars. "This restraint thingy is too big! My hands go in and out easily!"

Everyone stared at me except Jane. Ed and Al from across the hall, and the soldiers at the end of it. "What, do I need to demonstrate?" I asked.

"You're telling us this when you could pretend it fits and escape?"

"Annabeth, you really amaze me sometimes. You aren't going to escape?" Ed growled.

"Nah. I kinda wanna, but I wanna stick around and see what happens and anyway, I gotta make sure this story goes how it should!" I said in a 'duh' tone.

I was out-fitted with tighter restraints and quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up, people were gathering before Ed and Al's cell. Jane was beneath my cot, restrained by her leash. "Good idea. Even as a prisoner ya can't get any peace. Scootch over." I yawned grouchily, plopping my pillow under the cot and wiggling under there as well.

I did manage to squeeze in another half hour of sleep under there, my little heater purring rhythmically and being in such a small space with that heat. It was warm. I thought about telling Ed he should try it, but decided no. He should figure it out on his own.

I woke up to the cell door opening, so Jane and I poked out heads out from beneath the cot. The soldiers looked shocked. "What? 'S warmer under the bed. Captures body-heat and reflects it back at ya." I yawned. Jane yawned at the same time as me.

We were taken into the tunnel Sloth had made. I didn't talk at all, just curled up on the dirt with Jane. When Ed figured it out, he got ready to turn on me. I crabbily opened one eye. "You even start, shrimpy little twerp, and I'll turn you into mulch and use you for my garden. 'S not mah fault…" I yawned sleepily right after my sentence, shaking my black head.

"What happened to you? One minute you're sweet and confused, but now you're quite the evil one." observed the general.

"'Cided to 'come teh Angel of Darkness." I said simply and drowsily, rolling over so my back was to them.

I heard someone stand up and stand over me. "Explain."

"I'm an angel. I decided to be a bad one. I'm the Angel of Darkness. I guess my theme song is Children of Darkness. It suits me, and it has great rhythm." I nodded slowly, rolling onto my back and instantly regretting it.

"Uh, can I just say 'shit?'" I groaned, raising my hand.

My wings had burst free so they splayed all over the ground. Shit was an understatement.