Vee: Hey you guys! It's me again! In case you're like completely lost and have no idea where you are or what you're doing. If not, I said it anyways so it's staying there.

Dei: She can be a biatch huh?

Vee: Shut up or I won't give you any more lines.

Mem: I somehow doubt it. You sort of need us.

Vee: TRAITOROUS BASTARDS!

Rya: Egad it's a mutiny.

Mem: You organized it.

Vee: Dang it that was not nice. All of you suck. Majorly. YOU SUCK!

Rya: Ignoring her crazed ranting, Vee does not own any characters she has not created, but does own the general plot and any creatures or characters she did actually create.

Dei: I say again, duh.

Mem

She mulled over her new life here as she lounged on her bed with her Diet Coke. In all truthfulness, she was sure that anyone in the AA would now tell her to pull out of the mission. She was also aware that this was probably the best decision. To pull out. To leave Maya, and Yaya. The chance for the normal life she had been denied by herself. She then scolded herself for even having that thought. No, she had been denied nothing, she had been given the opportunity to redeem herself! She had the chance to prove to the world what she really was. No, nothing had been denied to her. She had all she could ever want.

Syrie
Taking yet another gulp of the huge glass of drink in front of her, Syrie couldn't help but think about the creature staying in her dorm. Her dorm! Not that thing's! Why'd she shown up? No, no
she'd shown up to shove her existence in her face! She, that cretin was alive, while her husband, her dear, good husband, was gone! Gone, and staying that way!
Slamming her drink down on the bar's counter, she stood up and immediately regretted it. Her head was spinning, the result of the large amount of drink that she had consumed. All Fay drink, most colorful, and all containing such a large amount of alcohol that they had easily made even an angel's head spin.
Giggling like a maniac, she slumped to the floor by her recently vacated bar stool. Her husband was dead! Dead! And she'd killed him! Killed him! Laughing and grinning like a skull, she tried to get up again but merely fell flat once more.
Clenching her fists tight, she felt tears flow down her face. She was just going to let her live.. the bitch who had stolen him from her was sitting right there and she couldn't kill her! Her continuing existence was an insult to his memory!
A pretty barmaid with long, curly chestnut hair came over to her, deep blue eyes worried. "Ma'am, can I help you? Maybe call a cab? Or arrange a room at the hotel next door?"
Staring up at her, Syrie tried to get her alcohol saturated brain to grind into action. "No. No I need you to get me to the nearest church."
At this, the young woman simply stared at her in surprise and stammered, "Uhh I'm... I'm not... r-really sure that's wise. Maybe you should, um, wait until you're a bit more, ummm, sober before you go there?"
Head still reeling, Syrie banged a fist on the floor. "No, gods damn it I mean now!"
This last word was accompanied by a strong blast of magic that knocked many of the patrons to the floor. The barmaid herself barely kept her footing, which she was properly proud of, considering the four in stiletto heels she was wearing. Looking around worriedly at the other swearing drunkards around her, she motioned for another barmaid to come over, and together they dragged Syrie outside as she continued to curse at them and mumble to herself.
"Jesus Christ," the other girl exclaimed, "How many drinks has she had?"
Shaking her head, the first barmaid sighed, "Ashley, it's not about how many drinks she's had, it's about what was in them. She had the Icicle, Rainbow surprise, and Firecracker. As starters."
Ashley whistled and pushed her short purple hair back out of her face. "She's on the fairy drinks then, not just straight alcohol, right Laurie? But to handle that many... who is she?"
Laurie pulled out her cell and began dialing a cab as she responded. "You remember the last time an angel fell right? Because she was so angry about her husband's death she could no longer be one?"
Ashley's gold eyes widened as she realized who must be laying prone before her. She looked disbelievingly at the woman in front of her, and sighed once more. So sad, to have fallen this far.
"Hello, can you please send a cab to the Blue Pheonix? We have a patron here who needs a ride... No, not home, she wants to go to a church... Yes, I'm sure... St. Michael's should be perfect... Thank you."

Mem

Pouring the last of her Coke into her mouth, Mem sat up and stretched. Relaxing felt good, but finally unpacking would feel better.
It had only taken two medium sized boxes to pack everything she owned, aside from her furniture. She didn't believe in keeping useless items around for later use. A third, larger box contained items deemed necessary for the mission.
The first of the boxes contained her clothing, most of which was the black guardsman outfits and undergarments. Two pairs of sneakers and sandals rounded out the rest of her wardrobe. She liked to keep her outfits simple. No one was looking at her for a pairing anyways. The only other items in the box were a small gold crescent moon shaped locket on a long gold chain and a photo of a laughing, happy woman with bouncy blonde curls and large, smiling green eyes the color of the first leaf of spring. In the background was a large willow tree sweeping gracefully over a small pond surrounded by tiger lilies. Even farther back was a large castle. She had given her daughter her nose and eyes, along with her angular jawline. Mem carefully inspected it for damage, then carefully placed it in a drawer under some magazines. The locket she took out and placed around her neck, where its familiar weight settled between her breasts. The clothes were neatly folded and placed in the drawer ready for them.
The second box had a few books, including the Harry Potter series, Beast, and a battered copy of Frankenstein. She had also packed her iPod and laptop, as well as a small box with her certificate of graduation from military school and single medal of honor for killing a level 8 greater demon when she was 14. It had nearly cost her her life, and it was one of few accomplishments she was truely proud of. She placed these in their respective spots, and turned to the last, and largest, of the boxes.
The mission box contained a journal, pens, pencils, erasers, and other school supplies, as well as a few more weapons, her official guardian card, a few credit cards in her name, a few hundred dollars (for bribes and things she didn't want the bank to track) and a note attached to a large package.
The note read,
Your teammates are Deidara and Ryazaki of the AAE. Deidara should have told you the basics of your mission. You are to infiltrate the school posed as regular students. Your job specifically is to befriend the demons inside the school. You are to:
1 Discover why the greater demons are flooding to the city.
2 Find out why this city is important to them
3 Figure out if they have anything to do with the recent vampire and werewolf attacks.
4 Act as non-suspicious as possible
5 Avoid any and all situations that could force you to act against any party.

Basic rules of conduct:
1 Do not engage in any fighting at school
2 Do not bring weapons to school
3 Do not attack any students either off or on campus
4 Do not reveal identity
5 Do not develop or encourage any romantic relationships with peers or teammates
6 Do not get expelled or banned from campus

This mission is an important one. You must act like an average student in every way possible while achieving the mission assigned. Suggestions would be to listen to music you have heard is popular, to join a club or sport, or to be seen in places you know others may be. The package provided containes five school uniforms. You will be allowed to wear any shoes you desire. Remember, a bird only flies well with all of its feathers*.

- Angel Army

Most of this she had already known, but the uniform was both unexpected and unwelcome. Opening the package, she found a black skirt that would hit her at mid-thigh, as well as a dark blue shirt with double rows of large gold buttons running along the front separated by about three inches.* Open mouthed, she stared at the uniform. What on earth kind if joke was this? Management never did things like that, but what kind of school would have their students wear this? Mem slowly got to her feet and called downstairs.
"Uhmm, Yaya? Could you come up here for just a minute? I need your help."
"Coming," she called, and sure enough Mem heard her quiet footsteps climbing up the stairs only moments later. Hiding the letter from the AA, she laid out the strange clothing on the bed and was regarding it critically when Yaya sailed in.
"Oh, you already have the school uniform? That's good, it saves us a trip up to the school. It's actually pretty decent, don't you think?"
"But Yaya," Mem sputtered, "There's no way this is the school uniform! It's so..."
"Revealing? Cute? I think so too, but it's much better than the last one. She had us girls all wearing cancan dresses and the guys were dressed in jeans, white t-shirts and cowboy hats. It was sort of cute, I guess. Although I don't know where she came up with the idea...". Yaya paused thoughtfully as Mem gaped at her. What kind of school was this woman running? Cancan dresses? Cowboy hats? She was crazy!
Laughing, Yaya said, "Yeah, our uniforms can be sort of strange. If you're concerned about them, she's probably already hard at work thinking up new ones. She switched them at least twenty times last year. The girl were wearing these huge ballroom dresses for a while. The only problem was they kept causing traffic jams in the hallways, because two girl couldn't walk past each other if there was anyone in between them. If we're lucky, she won't pick anything too outrageous. It does make things interesting though!"
"Interesting's one word for it," Mem muttered to herself as Yaya left the room, still giggling.

*#1 A saying similar to a chain is only as strong as it's weakest link. It means almost the same thing.

Vee: Thank you for reading! I will try to update sooner rather than later. Which I assume you would prefer. Reviews appreciated but reading it is also appreciated!