The Dark Priestess Tarot Card (Private, Event. Decayuss, Alyia, and Duchess)

Of all the times they had to visit the place, it had to be night. The scariest part of the day, especially in a place like Sombras Manor. All of that was irrelevant to the fearless Nephalem, however. Not entirely fearless, but at least to the dark. Taking quiet footsteps Deniel approached the mysterious manor with his team mates perhaps not too far behin him. He didn't really bother to keep track of their path, and he just followed his own. It wasn't necessarily healthy for being a team, but he wasn't a team player. He was in the midst of the trees with a small patch of woods that surrounded the manor, perched atop a hill with a path leading from ground-level all the way up to it. Deniel, hidden in these trees, gave several steps into the clearing to stare up at the manor. He was concealed perfectly in the darkness were it not for his eyes. His black hair, clothing, and cloak covering up a majority of his body would be the perfect camouflage, but his eyes gave him away. They were red, and not only that, but they also glowed in the darkness that surrounded them so he would have a permanent light. It was quite a nice perk to have, except for times like this. Someone could just look out a window and see the red light, and with the many windows in this place, it would have been likely. What made it unlikely was the fact that anyone alive was inside.

He blinked a few times and gave an observation of the manor. Inside of his cloak, both of his hands were ready just in case something came at him. One was holding on to his katana's scabbard, while the other one was right on its hilt so he could draw it and defend himself. It was quite a large place, pretty much like a mansion, even a castle. The path lead up to the main entrance, which was a three story building that lead over twenty rooms back. To the right of the building was a staircase leading down to a smaller one, and the left of it had its own bridge that lead deeper in the forest. Deniel was going to go in all by himself, until he had actually remembered that he had team mates to count on in order to get here. So, he just turned his head from the manor and stared into the forest, awaiting his girlfriend and the stranger that was assigned to his group during the metting in Eclipse Soul's guild hall.

Alyia had followed Deniel through the woods looking back and forth into the surrounding darkness. When the mansion appeared in view she gaped at the size. As they walked closer to the mansion her neck started to tilt upwards. But, as the mansion approached something started to get on Alyia's nerves. Making the hairs on the back of her neck was standing up. Looking into the windows she squinted her eyes as she searched for any type of life source in the building. Finding none she let out a relieved sigh but it was short lived as she saw a misty purple glow. Though she didn't know if it was a life source or not. During the walk over to the mansion Alyia had pulled up her hair into a hair tie to keep it from getting caught on things on their expedition. Being slightly father behind Deniel she had to run to catch up when he looked behind to see if the two other girls were there. Reaching where he was standing Alyia looked at the other person on the escapade and then up at Deniel. It was weird seeing her boyfriend dresses like that seeing how she had never seen it before. Remembering that they didn't didn't want other people to know that they were dating Alyia reminded herself not to use his name until he told her. "So Mr. Leader. What to do now? You're in charge." Her voice was slightly snide as she spoke to Deniel. The defiant way that she would speak to any one that she did not know. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her eyes were lightly narrow looking up into his ruby red ones.

Deniel heard the voice of his girlfriend, but before he said anything, all he did was wait. He wanted to see if anyone else was going to show up. Upon finding out that no one was, it seemed like it was just him and her, which meant he could somewhat cut the act. He smirked at her, and pulled his arm out of his cloak to point his index finger at her. He did this on purpose to indirectly taunt her about something. For in his hands was his katana, Nidhogg. And if he brought it with him, that must have meant Nidhogg was brought back to normal. "Well first, what we do is find a way inside. How about we stop pretending we don't know what's inside of there?" He pulled his hand back inside of his cloak and then stared up at the manor once again. "Quite obviously, there are ghosts. Haunted mansion on a hill...it's typical stuff. Anyway, I don't know how many ghosts there are in there, but regardless, we need to find this Dark Priestess or whatever the hell she is. And in order to try and go in unseen...we use the front door. Why? Because they expect attacks from the side. Now let's go." With that, Deniel already started walking out of the clearing of the woods and straight to the path that lead up to the mansion.

The lights of the manor flickered on and off, and Deniel noticed it clearly. Fog started to cover the place to reduce their vision, but his red eyes kept going. It seemed that no matter what came his way, Deniel wasn't scared of anything that happened. And in fact, he wasn't. He had seen it all before, he heard it all before, and what would a Nephalem be scared of, anyway? Once he and Alyia reached the door to the house, it flew right open for them. "Oh. Well...that's nice of them." Deniel went in without hesitating, and as soon as the two of them walked inside, the doors shut tight. "At least I don't have to close it now. Anyway...where are we?" Using his glowing red eyes, Deniel scanned the dark room. There was a carpet on the floor, several couches, a fireplace at the very end with a picture hanging above it, and four doors. Two right beside the fireplace, and two on each side of the room. Under one door, the light was flickering on and off. "Hmmm...now which way could I possibly know where to take us?" He sarcastically told himself as he started to head to the one with the light flickering through the small gap.

Alyia rolled her eyes at Deniel after she too came to the conclusion that she and he were the only ones that were going to be at the mansion for a while. Looking at Nidhogg who Deniel was pointing at her she smiled a little it was great that he had his sword back and that the sword accepted her now as well. “I know what was in there. This place also gives of a strange aura.” Listening to the rest of what Deniel had to say Alyia then followed behind him up to the front door. She was not sure that it was smart to use the front door. No matter where they entered the spirits of the house would know that they were there. Only slightly behind Deniel she was not surprised that when they approached the front door swung open and that when they stepped into the house that it closed behind them. Looking at the inside of the mansion Alyia scoped everything out. She was still trying to figure out where the life source was coming from. Stepping out from behind Deniel she also spotted the light under the door. Following behind him she reached the place that the light was coming from. Opening the door it revealed a dining room. It looked to be all ready for a party. The large wooden table in the center of the room was decorated and set up as if someone was going to eat a meal and was interrupted. ‘Like every other haunted house out there.’ Alyia though as she pushed forward stepping out from behind Deniel once again. She looked around the dining room in search of the purple life source that she had seen earlier. Finding nothing she let out a sigh. “There is nothing in here.” Just as she had spoken those words she saw a slight purple glow from around the corner leading into another room. Blinking once then twice Alyia rushed at the corner in hopes of being able to spot where the glow was coming from. Rounding the corner she spotted nothing. Letting out a sigh she hung her head. The life source had disappeared.

Deniel gave a whistle as he looked around the dining room. The table was filled up with more food than he could imagine. He stared back at Alyia when she made her remark that nothing was in here. Other than food, Deniel saw a huge opportunity in this room. He walked around the table and observed everything that was on it. His stomach growled and his mouth watered. Not only was he getting hungry, though, but he knew the purpose of this food. He ignored his girlfriend for a bit of time as she followed the purple glow, only to find nothing. He wasn't that surprised that she didn't. He waited for her to get back to the dining room, and he was poking his finger at the food. "Well, Alyia, there certainly is something in here. Obviously, theres a table, chairs, food, and our ticket to finding these idiots." He walked around the table to where she was, and then took her by the hand. He lead her to one of the seats in an unusual kind manner, and pulled it out for her to sit down. After he did, he walked all the way back to the other side, and sat down in front of her. They were both near the center of the table, and plenty of food in front of them. "I know how to get us through this, Alyia. But before I tell you, let's eat. I'm starving." After saying that, Deniel immediately began to grab things from around him and devour them. Whether they were buttered bread, steak, ham, pieces of a sandwich, and anything else he could get his hands on. He only ignored the wine, for obvious reasons.

After about five minutes of doing nothing but devouring everything around him, Deniel sighed and patted his stomach. "Ahhhh...that was good." He stared at his girlfriend from across the table, but didn't say anything. Come on! Kick in already! Kick in! Three...two...one. Once Deniel hit "one", his eyes closed themselves, and he fell down from the table on to the floor. If Alyia had eaten anything, which she hopefully did, the same would have happened to her. It was a trap, but Deniel purposely lead them into it. For when you fall into an enemy's trap, you also fall into their hands. As Deniel predicted, once he woke up, he found himself bound down by chains on a stone bed. Alyia was on another one, and around them were spectrical ghosts circling them and speaking in an inhuman language. They all looked like they had cloaks on, with their bodies very evanescent; a person could see both them, and right through them. The cloaks had hoods on them, which covered up their heads. Their hands were withered and had sharp nails on them. Deniel gave a sigh and looked up at them all. "Eeeyup, just as I predicted." He noticed that Nidhogg was still with him, since he had hidden it under his cloak. He looked over at Alyia, "You doin' okay, dear?"

Alyia was much more hesitant about eating the food on the table. She had seen Deniel dig right in and shove food into his mouth. She didn't trust the food at all and she knew that Deniel had a reason for what he was doing. But when he suddenly passed out Alyia stood up from her chair and ran over to his not unconscious body laying on the floor. Cursing herself she yelled at herself mentally for not warning Deniel that the food could have been the trap. Pausing for a second Alyia groaned. Of course Deniel knew it was a trap, he wasn't that stupid. He must have eaten the food for a reason. With a thought entering her head Alyia smacked the palm of her hand on her head. What better way to get to what you are looking for then to have them come to you? Deniel planned on getting caught. Smirking at her boyfriend Alyia stood back up and leaned over the table to a plate of fruit and picked up a single piece of fruit and took a bite out of it. Waiting for a moment Alyia suddenly fell to the floor right next to Deniel passed out.

One of the last things Alyia expected to wake up to was herself strapped to a rock slab. Yanking on her wrists she found that they were chained to the rock, with her ankles being the same. She looked as if she was some sort of sacrifice. In the midst of her realization she heard Deniel wake up and looked over at him. "Eeeyup, just as I predicted." She heard him say. Yup he knew what he was doing. "You doin' okay, dear?" The blond heard him ask.

"I have been better," Alyia muttered out. Deniel was also bound to a rock, but not in the same way that he was. She was about to say more when a spirit floated over to her and looked her up and down and slid a finger along her jaw. Flinching away Alyia tried to move her head so that the spirit was no longer touching her. "Yes, she will be perfect." Without another word the spirit flitted away to where the other ones were. That was when Alyia saw the dark purple life source that she had seen outside of the house into through the window, and in the kitchen. It was coming from a very decorative box that looked to be very old. What was in there that made that glow? Alyia squinted her eyes trying to get a better look. But she had no chance to do so as the spirits went to her. They were still mumbling their own language as they opened the box revealing the card that was inside. It was the card that Deniel and she were supposed to go and get. Looking at it she saw a girl on the card, but once again she didn't have much time before the card was picked out of the box by one of the spirits that had gloves on. The spirit started to reach over to her and the blonde started to squirm to get away. "Don't touch me!" But all Alyia got in response was the chanting of unknown words.

Another spirit hand appeared from a spirit on the other side of the slab and pulled up the hem of her shirt revealing the scar that was there from when Alyia had been killed. Everything paused for a moment before the same voice that had inspected her came from out of the crowd. "It will only make our priestess more powerful." With the confirmation the spirit holding the card continued and eventually pressed the card against Alyia's skin. Feeling the card press against her skin the blonde looked over at her boyfriend with a scared expression, one that she had never shown anyone other than him.

The card dissolved into Alyia's skin and the blonde angel could feel another life source entering her, wanting to take over. 'This body is now mine.' She heard a voice say in her head. 'No! Out! Get out! This is my body you are not welcome here!' Alyia could feel the new life source in her body start to pressure her own causing Alyia's body to convulse. 'This body will be mine!' Those few word echoed through Alyia's mind before she blacked out her body stilling completely.

Her eyes flashed open and they were no longer citrine blue, but a dark black that seemed to swallow everything. The person who was now on the slab of rock was no longer Alyia. No longer the woman that Deniel loved, she was the dark priestess, and she wanted revenge.

"Huuuuh..." Deniel then stared up at the ceiling and closed his eyes. He took in a deep inhale through his nose, and then exhaled through his mouth. Everything was going just as planned. He knew that he and Alyia would be seeing the priestess soon, but it was impossible for him to predict what was about to happen next. He saw the spirits take out the card that he and Alyia were after. Peftect! Now if I can just brea--" Deniel interrupted his own chain of thoughts as soon as he figured out what they were doing next. And it wasn't good. He hadn't paid any attention to what they said at first, but now it meant some serious trouble. They were planning to make Alyia become the dark priestess. Deniel saw the look in Alyia's eyes, and he had to try as hard as he could to not do anything about it. He could have done something, but what exactly would that accomplish? He needed to rethink his game plan. He mouthed the words to Alyia: "Don't worry". And after that, he turned his head away from her. It both gave him the chance to think, and make him not bear what was about to happen. Deniel clenched his fist and closed his eyes as he thought as hard as he could. What could he do next? He couldn't afford to stay here and think about it. For soon, he would be dead. Deniel calmed himself down as best as he could, and opened his eyes. He could see the light he loved so much fade away from Alyia's body, and a darkness envelop it.

"That's just playing dirty, you bitch...alright. I'll be back, and don't do anything with that body while I'm gone! I uh...need it." Deniel closed his red eyes, and then opened them. In that instant, they flashed a blue color, and his body instantly morphed itself in his White Angel Form. To get out from the stone slab, Deniel simply used his Angel Blink spell. And once he did, he was no where to be found in the room. He teleported through the wall, and didn't hesitate one moment. He cancelled his Take Over so he could conserve his power, and darted through the halls. He needed to get as far away from "Alyia" and the ghosts as possible so he could rethink his strategy and see what he could do. He took several sharp turns, purposely getting himself lost. The place was huge, and there was plenty of rooms to hide in. He even went down two floors to trip up his opponents. And once he thought he ran far enough, he opened up a door, and closed it behind himself. The room was dark, and looked fairly fancy. It had a king sized bed, although judging from the closet, only one person slept in it. An antique desk was next to the bed with several paperworks on it, and even a picture of someone. In the middle of the room was a circle shaped carpet, and two couches for only one person facing each other. Deniel panted from all of the running, but tried to silence his breath as much as he could.

He needed to stay hidden, and for as long as possible. He sat himself down on one of the couches, and brought Nidhogg out from under his cloak. He stared at the black blade with his glowing red eyes. Nidhogg, what do we do? The sheathed katana spoke back to Deniel through their telepathic communication. It's obvious what you have to do, Deniel. I won't kill her! Hahahahah! I never said anything about killing her. You just have to find a way to get that priestess out of her.

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The chains were unlocked from "Alyia's" wrists and ankles by the spirits. Moving the body slowly still getting used to it the Dark Priestess stood on the slab of rock. "Yes, yes this body will do perfectly. Young, strong, nimble, powerful. It is a bit on the short side, but that matters not." The Dark Priestess rolled her shoulders and shook Alyia's arms. Finally feeling more comfortable in the new body the Priestess looked as the spirits that had gathered below her. An evil smile grew on her face as she saw below her all of the spirits that were willing to follow her command. "I have returned my followers, your hard work and patience have paid off." The spirits that had gathered below her made a roaring sound. "You have supplied me with a fitting body and I am now ready to take action. But, before I do anything. The mage that was captured with this girl seemed to have a sentimental connection to the girl. He will probably try to do something to bring back the girl. You must stop him." With those couple words slipping out of the priestess' mouth several spirits left to go find the male mage who had been traveling with the girl who she had now taken the body from.

Stepping down from the rock slab the priestess felt uncomfortable. Looking down she glanced at the clothes that she was wearing. No wonder. This boy was in clothes unsuitable for her skin. Walking across the ground the Dark Priestess walked over to a chest that inside was clothing that would be able to suit her. Pulling out a dark brown robe and a dull brown dress the priestess felt no shame as she stripped Alyia's body of her clothes and putting on the new ones. "Much better." Walking around the priestess started to calculate her next move.


Alyia could only watch from inside as if looking though a window at what was going on. But, she could not. It was as if her own soul and mind were trapped in a cage that she could not get out of. But as the Dark Priestess had called for the spirits to hunt down Deniel Alyia raged in her cage. This woman was not to touch a single hair on Deniel's head. she could feel something give way as she struggled to get out of the mind cage. 'Let me out! Don't touch him!' But Alyia got nothing back until she knew that the priestess was now dressed in different clothing. 'Silence. You no longer have any say in what this body does. So be good and disappear.'

"...And how do you suggest I do that?" Nidhogg only laughed in response to Deniel. He found it quite pathetic. "Hahahahahah! Must I do everything for you? Come on, figure something out by yourself for once. If you need me, I'll stab any chests for you!" With that, Nidhogg ceased talking completely, and Deniel was left alone in the darkness. He sat there with a very serious look on his face on the small couch. What could he do, exactly? He was up against his girlfriend, and a bunch of ghosts. He clenched his fist on the couch, and then took a deep breath. Getting emotional about this wouldn't help. If the priestess could get out of that card and into Alyia, there was a way to get her out of Alyia and into the card. He stood up from his seat and then thought about his current situation. Alright, I'm in a giant mansion with a bunch of ghosts after me lead by my possessed girlfriend. Quite the tricky situation, but I guess that's the typical scenario of a guy having a girlfriend. He laughed to himself with his own joke that he made. No one was around, so it kind of stole some of the glory. Anyway, I think I know what she's planning now. Knowing a typical bad guy--or girl--, she's most likely sending her subordinates after me. So I'll get rid of them first. And I think I know just how."

Deniel smirked and walked towards the door. He unlocked it, and then opened it. Right at the doorframe, he created a sky-blue magic circle that had a cross in its center. And as Deniel stepped through the doorframe, he became The White Angel.




The glowing blue light pretty much gave his position away to whomever was searching for him, but he didn't care. He pulled in his mighty wings so they wouldn't take too much space, and stared down at his bow. It wouldn't be that practical to use in the confined area to the house, but he had a solution to that. He held both ends of the bow, and then split it in half. As soon as he did, each half glowed a blue energy, and what became of it were two white katanas. Each looked almost identical to Nidhogg, other than their opposite color. They also came with their own scabbards. Deniel planced these sheathed katanas at his waist area, and somehow, they stuck. Then, he crossed his arms and grabbed the hilts to the swords. He drew both white blades, and then flew down the hallway to the living room, where he would have plenty of room to fight whatever came at him. "Bring it on, you bitch!" He said almost as loud as he could so "Alyia" could hear him, and her minions.

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The dark priestess paced back and forth her feel lightly padding on the tiled ground. She was waiting to hear back from her spirits that the tall male that was with the girl whose body she had taken for herself. The new rob swishing between her legs as she walked the priestess' mind started to wander. There was only one part of this body that she didn't like. It was the large scar that decorated the girls stomach. It was ugly. Running her hand through her long blonde hair she sat down on the throne that was at the front of the room. 'Bitch.' The word echoed through her head. It was the girl whom had owned this body before she took it. 'Watch what you say. I can still harm this body and your partner.' The priestess waited for the response she knew was going to come. 'Don't lay a finger on him.' This time the girls voice came back snarling, her soul was trying to take the body back over. The priestess laughed a dark laugh and smiled evilly, "You know I feel like that male should feel the beginning of my revenge." And as if the dark hair male had heard her she listened to his challenge to bring it on. Whatever that meant. But it did not matter she was going to kill him and hopefully with that the girl would disappear as well.

Looking at the nearest spirits that was standing guard around the edge of the room her face grew serious. "Go as back up. I want that male to be the first to die on my resurrection and my start of revenge." The order flew from her lips and the spirits left the wall exiting the room to go and
fight the dark haired male mage.


Alyia growled on the inside of her head. She had tried many things on escaping the dark priestesses hold on her body. But, none of them seemed to work. With another growl echoing through her head she heard the priestess laugh. 'Are you ready for a bit fun revenge fill fun? I'n sure your partner will be a great start.' The laugh was heard again and Alyia said nothing back to the invader. Alyia tried once again to break the barrier that held her back from the rest of her body only to find that her effort was to no avail. Looking out of her own eyes like they were windows Alyia could only hope that she would be able to get the dark priestess out of her body so that she could give her a punch of her own.

Deniel's hands trembled a bit. Not from the fear of the ghosts, but in fear of having to face his girlfriend in such a way. But regardless of whether he wanted to do this, he had to. And in order to do this, he had to have a strong will. He stopped his shaking, and tightened his grip. His enemies were coming. One of them came through the picture hung on the wall in the living room. Deniel swung his blade at the ghost. It seemed like a clean hit, but what really happened is his blade passed right through with no harm done. Then the ghost swung its clawed arm at him. It cut straight through his armor and scratched his skin. Already Deniel took a hit, and to prevent himself from taking another one, he jumped back. This ghost was the first, and it definitely wasn't the last. More of them came pouring through the walls, about ten in total. Deniel was lucky he chose his angel form, since his speed and reflexes made it very difficult for them to hit him. He had plenty of chances to give a counter attack, and he took some of them. However, none of them really hit. No matter what way he swung, his attacks weren't going through. Damn it! Nidhogg, what do I do? Without remembering what Nidhogg had told him earlier, Deniel sought guidance from his sword. Instead, as he was jumping around and ducking under attacks, he was getting silence. That's when he remembered he wasn't going to get any help.

Goddamnit! Deniel cut at a ghost in front of him. Just like before, his attack went through, and then it slashed its claw at his chest. It didn't cut through hsi armor, but it did leave some scratch marks. When he saw that, a worm of an idea started to creep up in his head. Deniel dodged the attack, and the very moment, he slashed down at the ghost's arm. And his idea worked. In the split second that these ghosts attacked, they left themselves vulnerable for a counter attack. Deniel smirked to himself, and then did it a second, and then a third time. Soon most of the ghosts were missing their hands, and lost their ability to attack. Eventually, Deniel adapted to the point where instead of going for their hand, he stabbed their chests. And upon doing so, he was able to make one completely vanish from the mortal plane. "This is about to get a whole lot easier."

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The dark priestess could hear the wailing of the spirits that had gone to fight the male mage. She could tell that they were winning. It was when they would go silent that she would have to worry. The priestess walked around in a circle, pacing, trying to plan ahead for her revenge. She of course would find Zeno and kill him. That would have to be after she got rid of the annoying male mage that had interfered with her plan by being there with the girl. The priestess let out an aggravated groan, if only this male mage had not been there with the girl, or if he had stayed unconscious, this would have gone much faster and she would already be out of this stupid house and looking for Zeno to kill him.

The priestess halted in her step when she noticed that the wailing of her spirits had stopped. Something must have happened that they began to loose. The priestess narrowed her eyes and took in a deep annoyed breath. Spinning on her heel sharply she turned to the wall where more of the spirits were waiting for orders. "You six. Stand outside the door and make sure that no one enters this room alive." She then turned to three more, "and you three go and see what is happening and report back to me. I want to make sure that this male mage will not be interrupting me in any way. I want him dead." The priestess then turned away from the spirits knowing that they would follow her every command. That was when she heard laughing from inside her head. 'You won't be able to kill Deniel. It's like trying to kill a cockroach he won't die that easily.' It was the soul of the blonde girl who had originally inhabited the body that she was now in, again. Why wouldn't this girl's soul just die off and fade away? It was starting to aggravate the dark priestess. 'I will kill him, now be a good girl and disappear.' 'Never. Even if Deniel dies I will never leave I will haunt you in the back of your mind for the rest of the time that you are alive and in this body.' The priestess growled in annoyance. The two most persistent and annoying mages just had to be the ones that came into the house.


Alyia looked out of her own eyes though now pitch black. She was still unable to take over her body, but she now had an idea of what to do to get back her body. But it included Deniel landing a serious hit on her body. That way the priestess would have to worry more about the wound than Alyia. At this moment Alyia would be able to push her soul's existence to break the wall that kept her away from her body. With any luck, and Alyia could alter that if she needed to, the wall would break and Alyia would be able to fight to get her body back away from the evil bitch that had taken it from her.

Now that Deniel had figured out their patterns and weaknesses, killing these things were a breeze. They didn't seem to possess the intelligence to know that they were vulnerable every time they hit him. One stab after another, Deniel defeated every single ghost in the room, even some of the additional ones that came in. He ducked under one hit and then stabbed one katana in its chest. And then he jumped back from two at the same time, and stabbed the both of them. Just like Nidhogg had said: he didn't help him, but he did stab their chests for him. Soon Deniel was standing in an empty room, only lip up by the golden radiance of his eyes and armor. Deniel took only two steps to see if he could find his girlfriend again, but Nidhogg had finally spoken up and stopped him. "Hold on, Deniel." Deniel stopped and sheathed both ofh is katanas. He took them off of his armor and then put them both together. They glowed a blew energy, and then merged back into his bow, El'Druin. "What is it, Nidhogg?" "You must be prepared mentally in all aspects. Not a single minute of hesitation can come out of you. Alyia won't be herself, as you know. And you can't be either. You must be merciless in this fight as she will be. Do you understand? And if you need to...kill her." Deniel nodded at his bow. As much as it pained him to think like that, he was right. If everything got too out of hand...he would need to kill Alyia.

Of course, he was hoping that it wouldn't come to that. With that in mind, Deniel grabbed on to El'Druin's bowstring, and pulled it back. A blue arrow made of his Holy Energy formed on the bow, ready to fire when Deniel pulled it back a bit further, and then let it go. "GET READY, YOU BITCH!" Deniel then took off in flight, but didn't go down the hallway, but went through the ceiling. He crashed straight through the floor, not caring if he was wrecking such a nice mansion. No one was in it, anyway. Deniel eveluated that she would be waiting for him, expecting him to come through the door perhaps, or maybe even have guards waiting. He was going to show her otherwise. In just a few seconds, Deniel came crashing through the ground where he and Alyia were imprisoned on stone slabs with his arrow ready. He aimed it straight at "Alyia", and let go of the bowstring. Almost immediately Deniel shot the arrow, he broke his bow in half and then separated them into his two katanas. The first attack on a person never hit, from what he speculated from previous encounters with people. So by getting out his two blades, he was getting ready for "Alyia" to strike back.

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It had been a long time since her scouts had wandered off to look and report on the male mage. It started to slightly worry the priestess. Her feet padding back and forth across the floor she paced awaiting for the report that she was supposed to get from her spirits. 'They are never going to come.' The annoying voice of the blonde soul echoed through her head. 'Shut up.' 'Deniel has probably killed them all by now. You stand no chance.' 'Shut up!' The dark priestess shrieked through her head. He magic pulsed through her body. It was starting to come back and much more powerfully. Feeling her magic start to manifest more inside of this new body the priestess pushed the soul of the annoying girl back and build a wall of magic to keep her there. This time so that the girl would not be able to get into her head and talk to her.

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Silence that is all that Alyia heard. There was nothing else as she felt the world around her go black except for what seemed to be a screen of what was going on outside of her body. "What have you done?" The angel called out to the dark priestess expecting an answer back. But she heard nothing but the echo of her question back. This was new. Why was it echoing back. "Hey!" Alyia called out again. But, same as before there was no answer just the echoing of her question.  Pausing to think about it Alyia's eyes flew wide as she made her soul push against the cage that held her before. It was no longer a cage, but a wall. Trying to expand her soul yet again Alyia found it to no avail. She had been sealed off. All of the way. She was not able to do anything. Well, for that moment at least.

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Silence. There was nothing left. Silence. The dark priestess had finally gotten rid of the annoying voice in the back of her head. But, she was sure that even though she had been able to close off the girl she was not dead yet. She was probably trying to figure a way of of there. The priestess would have to move fast. She knew that the wall would not hold forever with her magic not being fully activated yet. That was when she heard a rumble from below her. Spinning on her heel with much more purpose than before she looked right as more of the spirits that lined the walls. "Go." The single word was filled with such power that it seemed to resonate with a force through the air. Immediately several spirits left the wall and exited the door to the cavern. The priestess eyes narrowed and a growl echoed in the back of her throat. That was when the ground below her started to shake and out of the floor came a white angel. Looking at the white and angel she saw it fire an arrow at her with it's large bow. Her eyes narrowing the blonde bent down and reached to the ground only to pull a spirit up from the ground having it take the arrow for her. Yes, her magic was coming back. But only slowly. She had to get rid of this male mage or else she might never be able to leave the mansion. Flinging the used spirit to the side she gathered up her magic in her palms and turned them face down and then raised them as if raising a puppet on strings. It was merely a B-Rank spell, but it had drained over a little more than a B-Rank spell would have usually.

As her hands rose so did 20 white masses that turned into spirits. Will all of them risen out of the floor the dark priestess looked right at the white angel who she had deducted to be the male mage that had been with the other girl. Forming her hand into a gun and then turning it sideways she spoke in a controlling voice, "Get him." She knew that he would not fall to the spirits that she had summoned they were just a distraction so that she would be able to gain more of her magic back.

Just as he expected, the arrow didn't hit. It was another spirit that had taken the shot for her, though. And not out of its own will; she brought it up from the ground. That was a sign to Deniel that she might not have the speed to be able to dodge the shot, and that she had to use magic to block it. Deniel had two katanas ready just like before, and--once again--his expectations were true. She gave her his own offensive attack by raising about twenty spirits at once and ordered them to attack him. Deniel watched them all come for him, and that's when he lowered his swords. He sheathed them both inside of their scabbards, and with seemingly little effort, dodged the first attack that came at him. He simply moved his body to one side, and then ducked under the next attack. With his awkward positioning, Deniel was forced to roll out of the next. There wasn't much of a reason for him to be doing this; he only wanted to show this wench that she was dealing with someone who was not so easily defeated...or touched, nonetheless. After the fourth dodge Deniel made, he held his hands close to each other and closed his eyes. "The Light of Dawn!" Deniel's hands gave a very small amount of Holy Energy, and then it suddenly burst into a massive explosion; going through the walls instead of destroying them and stretching out an entire mile from the manor. Deniel used this to defeat all of the ghosts at once, and in the midst of the blinding light, he ran towards "Alyia".

Deniel jumped to her, using his wings to take flight. He grabbed her by the neck and started to push her along with him in his flight. He made her body crash through the walls instead of him, which showed himself and Nidhogg that he was willing to do anything, even the chance of destroying the body he loved so much. And upon reaching the final wall, when Deniel crashed through it and outside of the manor, he threw "Alyia" at the ground. They were in the back of the manor, perched up on the hill, and he threw her down in a flat area on the hill, that looked almost perfect for an arena. It wasn't at the ground, but it wasn't too high either. And once he threw Alyia, he grabbed on to both of his swords and drew them from their scabbards. He held them upside-down, and flew after Alyia. He placed both of his hands together, holding his arms up, and once he got near enough to Alyia, he gave a stabbing motion straight at her when he got close enough.

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The dark priestess watched the fight between the blonde angel and her spirits. She watched with a silent growl as the male ducked and sidestepped her spirits attacks. Why couldn't they land a hit on the mage? The blonde haired priestess watched the battle play out. Watching every move that the male mage made. He must have really wanted back the body and the girl whom went with it. A smirked on the priestess' face, but it was sudden'y gone when she saw the white angel bend down and forming a magic ball in between his hands. The blonde knew what was going to happen and crossed her arms in front of her preparing for the attack. A large flash came but the priestess came out unharmed. With a surprise on her face the girl looked up only to find a hand against her neck forcing her backwards. Wall after wall she crashed. Her new blonde hair was tangling and her eyes forced shut. A cool air wrapped around the priestess as the two finally broke through the last two walls.  Landing on the ground a couple feet away from the male mage the priestess opened her pitch black eyes.


Alyia looked out of the eyes that she no longer could control, when they suddenly closed the blonde could feel the body of hers forcing through multiple things. She when she felt the eyes of her body open she quickly scanned to see where they were. Trees surrounded the priestess and her boyfriend. Alyia looked closer, how had the two gotten outside. Seeing the broken walls behind Deniel Alyia mentally cringed. That must have hurt. Being forced through the amount of walls that Deniel had forced the priestess to go through was quite a few.  But, Alyia not feeling any pain laughed at what had happened. After all it would only hurt for her if the dark priestess was out of her body.


The blonde only had moments to gather where she was and stand up when she suddenly felt two sharp things digging into her neck. The priestess looked up at the white haired mage with a scowl. Her back obsidian eye looking right into his red ones. Her eyes shifted from his to what was at her neck only to find a pair of swords. The priestess looked back up at the males face and narrowed her eyes. She was going to have to think her way out of this one. What could she use to get back at him and allow her to have enough time to regain her composure. Looking back into his red eyes she saw determination. He wanted her out of this body. He didn't care what he did to her or the body, he wanted his girl back. A sinister smile grew on the priestess' face as she closed her eyes.

Alyia had been watching with care and analyzing everything that was happening. But, when the priestess closed her eyes the blonde started to panic, what was she going to do. Was she welcoming her head. But the angel knew other wise as she had seen the priestess narrow her eyes before closing them, she was not accepting defeat at all. The angel turned away from the darkness where her sight used to be and paced around. A dizzy feeling suddenly came over her. Alyia didn't know what was going on when one moment she was feeling nothing but dizziness and the next pain coursed through her. Trying to piece together what was going on the blonde opened her eyes. Looking up at Deniel she saw him towering above her. Her eyes were no longer black, but the citrine blue that they had been. That was when it hit her. She was back in her own body. A gasped escaped her lips and she felt the blades of the swords cut into her throat. The blonde tried to close her eyes again trying to go back so that she could bring the priestess back to the front so that Deniel could get her out of her. But, no matter what she did she couldn't do it. 'What is the matter dearest. Do you not know what to do?' The snarky laugh echoed through the back of her head. 'You won't be able to get rid of me. I will never leave.' The blonde girl snarled and looked back up at Deniel, who would have noticed the change of people by now. Her eyes showing determination she looked into Deniel's eyes. "Get rid of her."

Deniel saw the change happening in Alyia's eyes, and knew what it meant. He couldn't say that he wasn't surprised. It was a coward's tactic, and that's exactly what he took this Priestess for; a coward. She hid behind her minions time and time again, and of course now she would try and hide behind Alyia. Deniel was somewhat hesitant about whether or not he should go through with this, though. He could kill Alyia, the woman he loved. Deniel slowly lifted his hands off of his katanas, and made it seem like he was going to back away. "Get rid of her". Deniel then heard those words come from Alyia's mouth, and then his sword urge him on. Remember what I told you, Deniel! Not a moment's hesitation. After all, your father would do the same: even if it were your mother. That last part from Nidhogg made Deniel's eyes widen. Nidhogg knew his parents!? To get this done and overwith, Deniel's eyebrows became full of fury. His body was soon engulfed and consumed by Unholy Energy, but it didn't seem like it was at his will. It seemed to be responding to his anger. Deniel's once blue eyes flared to their red color, but became filled completely with redness and rage. His white hair spiked itself back and turned black. The armor on his skin shattered and gave way to corrupted black scales and clawed hands. Deniel suddenly gave out a shriek of anger and rage, and lifted his hand to Alyia.

He made it swoop straight down to Alyia's stomach, delving and peircing right through her scar. Deniel looked her straight in the eyes the whole time. "GET. OUT. OF. HER. BODY!" With Deniel's claw dug inside of her, he did exactly as he planned; he reached for the card, and ripped it right out of Alyia. Normally the priest would take Deniel's body over, but it was occupied by another spirit. Not only was he technically not touching it with his skin, but there was something else inhabiting Deniel's body: The Black Devil. Once Deniel ripped it out of her, he reached inside of his coat and pulled out the box Kyll had given him. He threw the card inside of it, and then viciously closed it. He seemed angered beyond belief right now; something inside of him had seemed to have awakened. Since the priestess was out of her body, Deniel removed Alyia's restraints: the two swords he stabbed inside of her. Once he laid his devil hands upon the two, they combined into his diabolic and devilish sword: Armageddon. Deniel stabbed this sword right in the ground, though, and looked straight at it. "What did you just say?" Deniel asked Nidhogg. He obviously knew something that he didn't, and had never told him.

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From Alyia's eyes she could see Deniel transform into the Black Devil. Her blue eyes bore into his red ones as he screamed and his black claw tore through her stomach. Deniel had before this stabbed his two blades into the blonde to keep her from moving. Feeling pain streak though her the blonde let out a shriek. Feeling her boyfriends hand reach into her and rip out the card the blonde could feel the presence of the dark priestess fade from the back of her mind. Feeling her gone the blonde was back and fully in control of her body. Seeing through hazy eyes the blonde saw that Deniel had placed the card into a box. Watching him put the box away the blonde hung her head and looked down at the two swords stabbed through her. A small trickle of blood escaped the blondes mouth and drizzled down her chin. So as Deniel put his hands back on his swords. The morphed back into one causing for another shock of pain to run through Alyia. No longer having the support that she had before the angel collapsed to the ground. Deniel at this point had stabbed his sword into the ground and was glaring at it.

With her body screaming in pain and blood seeping out of her at unnerving pace the blonde looked up at Deniel and opened her mouth to speak and try to catch his attention. Blood seeping from the corner of her mouth the blonde coughed causing for more pain to flood through her. "D-deniel.' She managed to rasp out. But her body could no longer take what it had been dealt and her head fell to the ground and Alyia's eyes closed. Her breath stopped and she stilled.


The angel sighed from inside of the blonde girls mind. The body that she was now inhabiting was no longer usable in this state. Alyia let out a sigh. She quite liked her human body. It was comfortable and something that she had grown used to. It she was to find another body that was usable for her she didn't know where she would end up or how old or tall the body wold be, but it would only be a year or two older or younger than her original body. But, if she did want a new body she could possibly end up on the other side of Fiore and in a body that was not used to the magic that she had.

Suddenly an idea popped into Alyia's head. A smile appeared on her face as the angel focused her angelic magic. Alyia's human body began to glow and suddenly a figure formed outside of it. It was much taller and the body was filled out. pink haired angel stretched her arms over her head and then let them fall to her sides. There in the light of day was Alyia's angelic form. With a sigh escaping the pinkettes lips she opened her large eyes and looked right at Deniel. A smirk graced her lips and she crossed her arms over her chest. Alyia hand really only been in her angelic from once, when she had died. But, here she was yet again. This time she was much taller, but not yet taller than Deniel. "Hey there, Deniel." She spoke. Her voice was much more feminine now and had a small melody to it. Her pink lips grew into a smirking smile and Alyia waves a petite hand

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Nidhogg remained silent after Deniel's question. Deniel shook the sword and yelled with such anger that spit came out of his mouth and onto the sword. "ANSWER ME!" Nidhogg finally said something, but it was entirely different. "Is this really important now, Deniel? Look what you've done." Deniel's rage only boiled further. "OF COURSE THIS IS IMPORTANT YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF METAL! YOU JUST--" To see what Nidhogg meant, Deniel gave a quick glance back at Alyia. And as soon as he did, it felt like all of the rage in his body escaped. He stood up to his feet and looked over at her body. Deniel's eyes lit up in both agony from his action, and remorse. And as it did, the scales on his body began to peel away, and be blown into the air and wind. Soon his body was back to its normal skin, hair, and his eyes most important of all. Not only had Deniel destroyed Alyia's body, but right before him, was her...as what seemed to be an angel. Deniel's eyes widened further as he stared at Alyia in this new form. He didn't know what to say or think. Nidhogg urged him to...but he still killed Alyia. It wasn't just for the mission, though. Deniel couldn't lie to himself; he killed her out of his hatred and anger that he was feeling. He didn't know why the mentioning of his parents made him so angry.

"Alyia...I...I..." Deniel dropped to his knees. He was overwhelmed with guilt. And at the same time, he felt so angry. Not just about what he just did, but how he could be so foolish. How could he ever not kill someone? Even if it was his own girlfriend. Deniel saw this as a sign. A sign for something he was thinking the very moment he and Alyia came together. Deniel put his gloved hands on the ground. And when he saw his gloves, he grew even angrier. He ripped them both off, freeing both of his hands, since it was rare that he did. His bare hands touched the ground, and on the back of one of them, was his guild's mark. "What...have I done?"

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Alyia raced to Deniel so that she knelt beside him. A small frown decorated her new face. She had gotten to Deniel much faster than she would have in her human body. She lifted one hand to Deniel's face and she lifted it up to her, "I'm right here. I am still here." She knew just exactly what was going through Deniel's mind as soon as she had heard him muttering to himself. She placed her other hand on top of his, "Deniel, look at me. I am not gone. This is me. This is the real me. You have only harmed my human body. I am already dead you can't kill me again." It was probably very unnerving to see Alyia in her new form compared to that of her human form. Alyia tried to comfort Deniel, but after at a small moment she looked backwards at her human body. She needed to do something if she was ever going to be able to use it once again.

"Deniel, we need to get moving, I understand that you are upset, but if I am ever going to get back into my human body we are going to have to get moving. We need to get it healed." The pinkette stood up and walked back over to her human body and picked it up. It was very light. The angel could see the wounds that was in the belly and maneuvered the body carefully so that it would not be injured any more than it already was. Alyia walked back to where Deniel was on the ground. "Deniel, we have no time for this, I need to get somewhere where the human body can be healed." The pinkette was now much taller than before and it took a longer distance to lean down and deliver a kiss to Deniel's cheek. With that she stood back up as started walking towards the guild, she stopped a few feet from where she had started and looked behind her to make sure Deniel was not on the ground anymore.

Nidhogg...what do I do? Deniel heard what Alyia said, but it meant nothing to him. He let his rage consume him, sure, Alyia wasn't dead, but if she weren't an angel, she would be. He loved her, and he wanted to protect her from anything, but now he couldn't protect her from himself. And he didn't want Alyia to hear him, so that's why he spoke through his head and Nidhogg's. Why are you asking me? Why not her? As painful as it is to admit, you know me more than her; more than anyone. Nidhogg was quite flattered, but it was a natural response, and Deniel was right. Aside from his parents, Nidhogg knew pretty much everything about Deniel. Do what you wish, Deniel. I won't make your decision for you, just know that no matter what it is...I'm with you, and I know it's the right one. Deniel then felt Alyia's lips on his cheek, which might have made him feel flattered or better, but it wasn't the case now. Deniel stood up from the ground. His face looked very serious, he wasn't angry or furious, but very serious. Without looking back at her, Deniel began to walk the opposite way she did. "Go back yourself, Alyia. Get it healed. As for us...we're done. If I can't even protect you myself, then I don't want to risk being with you anymore. I'm a Nephalem; I'm destined to be alone. If anyone asks where I'm at, just say I'm behind. I'll return soon."

As Deniel walked away from Alyia, Deniel's skin in his back began to stretch, and eventually burst open. Out from his back came two black feathered wings; a black representation of his Devil, and the feathery shape of his angel. His Nephalem Wings. They weren't as fast as his other pairs of wings, but they were best suited for him. Deniel picked up his sword, Armageddon, which shifted itself back into his sheathed black katana, Nidhogg. And with a flap of his wings, Deniel flew into the sky and left Alyia by herself. It pained him to do so, but it was for the best.

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Alyia turned back and looked at Deniel leaving. She tried to process what he had just said. They were done? What did he mean? Tears had started to form at the edges of her eyes. The pinkette sniffled and her face turned into a sneer. 'This is what I get for getting close to someone.' The angle spun on her heel and started to walk back the way that the two had come. Her knuckles her white as she gripped the human body in her arms. So much had happened between the two in her human body that she wasn't sure she wanted to keep it. But, no she had to keep it. It reminded her of her mistake in life. How she had trusted someone only to have her heart shattered by them. The blonde then paused for a minute and realized that it wasn't a girl it wasn't Katherine who had betrayed her, it was Deniel. It was a male who she had learned to love and care for. Tears continues to fall from her eyes and a snarl ripped from her throat. Waves of magic started to exit her body. Black and white magic mixed together. Plants around her started to whiter and die. Her pink hair that was in a pony tail started to loosen and move around her. "Never. I am never going to treat another male kindly again." She promised to herself. But is didn't seem fair to the guys in the guild that she had already met. Okay. So she would talk to them, but men that she had never met she was never going to associate herself with them.

She continued to walk ahead. Tears were no longer running from her eyes. They were narrowed. He was no worth crying over. She had brought this upon herself. She hated herself more than Deniel. The magic waves around her never stopped emitting from her body as she walked back to the guild at a quick pace. The body in her arms was a warning to herself to never trust and fall in love a male again. [Exits back to the guild]