I've found a new source of Date-a-Live light novels, mainly in the form of pdfs I found on the internet. This way, the story can still be continued!

Anyways, despite my rambling, I've decided to try to increase my word count, but no promises that it might actually happen. Any advice for grammar or story corrections will be accepted, as long as it is within my power to do so.

Also, I received NO PMs at all for character designs, so if you want to submit an idea for an Angel's garb, then don't be afraid: give me you're ideas!

Off to the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Date-a-Live, and never will. If I did, then random references to other anime will be used as often as possible, and male Spirits would exist.

Fraxinus, Command

"What...why...?" Tohka couldn't stop the words from coming out of her mouth, too shocked to even form a coherent response to what she was seeing.

The video was still frozen on it's final frame, the image of the strange Spirit still burning itself into her eyes. She still couldn't believe it. How was it possible for a complete stranger to look like her, have a similar Astral Dress, and wield Sandalphon with not problems at all?

Her mind raced at this influx of questions which kept on peppering her brain, with her not even being able to answer them.

Shido looked at her with worry in his eyes, clearly not knowing what to do for her in this situation. He gave another look at the video with the strange Spirit, its armor and greatsword seemingly mocking his current situation, before steeling his resolve.

"Kotori," His sister perked at his voice, and turned to look at his determined expression. SHe gave a momentary blink, before refocusing on her brother. "We need to get to that Spirit. Obviously, this Spirit has something to do with Tohka's powers, and probably might be the culprit behind the Spacequakes which occurred earlier."

Kotori gave him an uneasy look, obviously not in favor in letting him go.

"Big Brother...you know that the AST are sweeping the entire area, right? In addition to that, we barely have any knowledge about this Spirit! For all we know, you could be walking right into a trap! Please Shido, don't..."

Shido faltered at Kotori using his actual name, but then steeled his resolve.

"I'm sorry Kotori, but I have to do this. I'll deal with the repercussions if they come. Even if Tohka no longer has access to her powers-"

"Actually Shido, I still have them." Shido turned to Tohka, who had been silent the entire time, and gave her a questioning look. Tohka looked at him with her face slightly in relief. "Even though my connection to Sandalphon is currently weakened, I still can utilize my Spirit powers. Though they may be weakened, my mana storage wasn't reduced, so I'm still strong!"

Tohka gave a determined look, before puffing her chest out.

"I will protect you Shido, so don't worry!"

Shido smiled at this. Seeing Tohka like this made him feel better, and more determined in his upcoming task. He turned back to Kotori, his decision final.

Kotori sighed, before giving him a small smile. "Well, I'm not going to be convincing you anytime soon, so I'll have to let you go." Kotori then gave him a stern expression. ""But make no mistake, if I see you getting into any trouble, I'm teleporting you back to the Fraxinus, alright?"

Shido gave her a thankful look, before turning back towards Tohka. Said girl simply gave him a smile, before reaching out and taking his hand into her own. She blushed slightly, and Shido could feel his cheeks slightly heating up as well...

"W-well. Let's go then!" He declared to himself. As he walked off to the teleporting room, Kotori called out to him.

"Big Brother! Come back safe!" He gave her a grin.

"Mmh!"

And with that, they disappeared behind the sliding doors.

Kotori slumped back onto her commanding seat, before looking back at the video of the strange Spirit.

"Please be safe...Shido..."

Tengu City, Battleground

"ROOAAAAHH!" Sandalphon gave a battlecry as he blew away another 3 AST soldiers away, his garb showing signs of wear. He panted a bit, before regaining his bearings, stabbing his sword into the ground to erect a barrier.

With the impact of each missile on his shield, the sword seemed to crack a little more, the once beautiful greatsword covered in scratches and cracks at this point in time. After the barrage stopped, Sandalphon brought up his sword in a horizontal slash, an energy wave shooting from his blade. The offending AST were flung from the resulting explosion, only to be assisted by even more reinforcements.

With a curse, the teen jumped back, before running away from his oppressors. After taking a few zigzagging turns, the boy took a stop in front of a stone wall, before slumping down into a sitting position, the handle of his sword resting on his shoulder. He took a few gulps of air, before muttering to himself.

"Shit...haah...they don't stop coming! If this keeps up for any longer... I don't think I'll be able to make it..." He then took a look at his sword, the cracks and chips on the blade reminding him of the grim truth of his predicament.

"Damn it...I've taken too much damage..." As an Angel, Sandalphon could easily figure out how much damage he could take, by simply looking at the weapon named after him. And the damage done was immense. Currently, his armor was scratched up and thoroughly battered from all of the rifle shots, sword strikes, and missiles that he wasn't able to dodge, and the entire section of armor on his left arms was in tatters, barely hanging by a few straps. In addition, his dark purple pants were now slightly frayed, and his trench coat had been thoroughly blasted, the ends now barely reaching his thighs. This didn't compare to the actual damage that had been done to his body. Sandalphon had been running and fighting for almost 5 hours now, and was bruised and cut in some places, some of the cuts still bleeding.

In a nutshell, he was a sorry mess compared to his earlier state.

Sandalphon gave a sigh, while shifting his position to get more comfortable.

"That damn rabbit better make up to this...if I manage to get out of this alive..."

Seriously, what was with all of these AST? He had explicitly stated that he was an Angel, and while male Spirits did exist, the probability of them were rare. But, then again, it HAD been quite some time ever since a Male Spirit DID appear, so...

"Agh! I hate my luck!" The Angel tried to stand up, but slipped and fell back on his bottom, cursing all the while. Then right as he stabbed his blade into the ground...

...the sword broke.

For a few moments, Sandalphon couldn't stop looking at the blade fragments, before he coughed out a glob of blood. He grit his teeth, before slowly raising up his left hand with the hilt and what remained of the sword. The ground then started to shake, before a single large crack emerged from the pavement. The shaking continued, until a tall ancient-looking throne erupted from the crack. It slowly turned itself towards the Angel, before floating towards him. Once it got close enough, Sandalphon took a firm grip on one of it's armrests, before pulling himself to his feet.

Each step brought about another wave of pain to his body, but he managed to climb his way back to the top of the throne, before placing the remains of the blade back into the scabbard built into the back of the throne. He gave himself a small pained grin, before rolling off the throne, not into the seat, but to the pavement. Sandalphon gave a grunt, before regaining his footing. His vision started to slowly gain dark spots, and his left arm seemed to not be functioning. Then, almost as if in a trance, he whispered to himself.

"The only one...who may sit in that chair...is the empress herself...The blade...simply guards the throne..."

As his vision began to darken even more, two figures could be seen running towards his location, one of them being a blue haired boy, while the other was...!

He mentally cursed his bad luck again.

"Dammit...I didn't want to see you again...not now...it's too soon..." He gave a glance at the boy, his expression turning a bit sour.

"And you..."

Sandalphon started to sway forwards, his body now completely shutting down with all of the collected damage he took.

The last thing he saw that the rushing pavement.

And then, he felt no more.

In and abandoned playground...

All is silent in an abandoned playground.

There is no noise, other than the flowing wind whistling in the air.

The seesaw is slowly moving up and down, empty of occupants.

And then, a lone figure walks, his vibrant red hair clashing with the greens of his surroundings.

He stared at the sky for a little while, before giving a grin.

"I'll be seeing you soon...Kotori. Get stronger while you still can! Or else...this weapon WILL be the Master..." He gave a small childish giggle, before he slowly stopped.

Then, with a new skip to his step, Camael went off on his merry way.

And all was silent once more.

Next Chapter: The Blade's Rejection

With that, chapter three is finished!

Be sure to review and PM! I'm still waiting for character designs!

Until then...Farewell...