[Sarah]

Embers fell from ashen wings, a body radiating the heat of a fire. It was a cold night, uncharacteristically cold. There was no sizzle or pop from any fire, the embers just appeared. The body was small, it had wings made of burning coals and it flitted frantically around the large stone cathedral. Abandoned of course, there was dust and cobwebs and an eerie echo coming from the wind that whistled in from the outside. It was all so perfectly spooky.

[Sarah]

The thing was made of wood and it was ready to blow over like a straw house. The small creature didn’t look like it lived in this place but like it expected to find something there. It was searching frantically, turning over piles of rubble and prying open draws molded together by age. A thump came from one of the broken window sills, a bloodwing kitrell. It startled the ember creature. The thing seemed tame enough but the flittering creature had stopped dead and wasn’t moving.

[Sarah]

“A pleasure as always.” The creature said. “It’d better be.” The kitrell replied, hopping down form the window. Once on the floor a glow came from it, slowly its form changed. Two minutes passed before the kitrell had turned into a human, not a normal human of course. Instead of having pink skin and colored eyes it had night black skin and black eyes. Sharp teeth replaced the normally blunt human teeth. “terrifying.” The ember creature said, it seemed more sarcastic than frightened. “Watch your tongue Quiksylph.” The shadow creature rumbled. “My apologies ma’am.”

[Sarah]

The demon nodded, accepting the Quiksylph’s apology. “What can I do you for Anna?” The fluttering creature sat on one of the rotting pews, his attention drawn completely to the demon. “Your head if you don’t show some respect.” Anna growled, its eyes flashing red. “You’re the one who came in on a messenger to a half-blood.” The quiksylph pointed out. “You’d like to try your luck then. “Flashing over to stand in front of pew. “Part of my job ma’am.” The quiksylph countered.

[Sarah]

“You’re here for your sword?” the ember creature asked. “That is why I called you here Ongi.” Anna stated, looking to become more annoyed than angry now. “I do wish you didn’t call me that.” Ongi sighed. “And I wish you wouldn’t call me Anna.” The demon snapped. “Either way, I do need your help.” Anna made the words sound like poison. “Most do.” Ongi said shrugging, like it was no big deal. A favor for a favor, he’d come asking for something when he needed to redeem his new favor.

[Sarah]

“Your sword then?” Ongi asked placing out a hand. “Dark energy.” Anna said softly glancing around, looking for anyone who could have overheard. “Not in this place.” Ongi said noticing the wariness. “Dark energy or not I still need a sample.” Ongi said his small hand still stuck out. Anna pursed her lips. A dark purple glow engulfed her left hand. A solid piece of dark energy formed, it was disfigured and looked as pliable as putty.

[Sarah]

“Tussle with an angel?” Ongi asked, not looking up from the energy. “Healer” Anna replied, not sounding happy not that she had sounded happy at all during the exchange. “Impressive.” Ongi said without looking up. “You got through all her guard, no wonder your energy is so weak.” Ongi stretched out the piece of darkness in his hands. “aren’t you weak? How come you could bring a messenger?” He asked throwing the energy on the ground. At least it was still hard enough to shatter. No need to leave some weak dark matter around, no matter how weak in the arms of a mortal it was deadly.

[Sarah]

“Hell.” Anna replied simply, there was an almost unlimited energy there. “That’s why I couldn’t come in person.”  Ongi nodded. “Well the good news is that your energy is still strong enough to be healed in a rather short period of time. Bad news is that it may not seem so short for a person with no patients.” ONgi seemed amused with himself. “haha, just fix it.” Anna growled.

[Sarah]

“Patience, like I said before. it going to take some time. Luckily for you, you will not have to deal with me for the whole time. Just hang on to this bracelet and it’ll regenerate your power a little faster than hell will. I do recommend staying in hell a bit longer though, it should kick start the bracelet. And then don’t even think about you’re ready to kill another angel for at least a year.” Ongi warned handing Anna a silver bracelet, there was obsidian etched into an elegant pattern.  Anna assumed it was part of the rune. She put it on her finger and the obsidian began to glow. “Oh yeah, I wouldn’t let a human see that you have that, but I wouldn’t let a demon see that I have it either.” Ongi said waving his hand in a dismissive manner. “Off you go then.” He said. Anna just nodded and phased onto some other plane that the quiksylph couldn’t see into.