Dante McMahon's Story

"Dammit you'd think after finding this place once it wouldn't take much finding it again." Dante muttered to himself muttering to himself as he trekked through the forest with some difficulties as the various branches and thorns tugged on his beloved red leather jacket and his skin. He knew exactly where he was going this time but still he was behind schedule with him being on his third day and yet he saw no end to the forest surrounding the school, he was glad that he was returning after all the trouble he has experienced last year he was doubtful that the school would want him back like last time he was delivered his letter via a priest of the local church he had been visiting regularly. As he made his way through the foliage his rucksack caught on a group of low hanging branches and refused to budge with a simply tug, with an annoyed grunt the white haired boy gave a more forceful pull which solved the minor problem but along with his bag the entire branch also came with it causing another annoyed grunt to escape his lips.

After removing the branch, checking up that he hadn't dislodge his weapons while doing so and walking for another hour or so (along with tearing a hole in his right arm sleeve) he finally had made his way out of the forest or more correctly stumbled out of it, his knees making contact with the cobblestone road that led into the school's courtyard. He dusted himself off and headed through trying to avoid the many cars and new students flooding it, a large childish grin covering his weathered face at the sight of it all, he couldn't help it but to take a deep breath, his way of "absorbing" the atmosphere of the place though it was faint he instant recognised a rather nostalgic scent, the angel Akira. His grin turned from large to down right cartoonish at the thought of seeing an old friend, his "vacation" as you might call it consisted of travelling from place to place trying to stay out of a certain trouble looking for him and it did get pretty lonely as well. He began striding towards the school passing all the students, many of which you'd never believe would hold some special secret but that was what this school was all about, as he approached he was determined to say hello to her before they had to start the school year.

Once inside it hadn't taken long for him to find her, "Always follow your noes" a wise mine once said and he did exactly that. As the scent of the angel drew closer so did another prominent smell, something that he could only describe as the opposite to what Akira did and as he walked down the narrow halls he soon discovered it's source; a rather attractive girl who's most striking appearance was her ghostly white hair, exactly the same shade as his. As he walked past he felt rather unsettled by her, she had an aura that was eerily familiar to him, an inner voice was telling him to move closer to her to just stay in her vicinity, the only thing that stopped him from complying with this voice was the increasing tingling sensation that was beginning to envelop him a feeling very much like that of pins and needles, he grasped a crystal pendant that hung off his neck along with an ivory locket; he knew he was getting close. He passed the girl and gave her a glance his deep blue eyes setting in her own before peeling them away as he carried on walking.

When he had reached his final destination the sensation he could feel was almost distracting but much better that what it would have been like without the charm around his neck he was given last year. He was slightly shocked at how different she looked, her hair was considerably longer than what it was the last time he s her and it shone with a variety of colours when the sunlight hit it at different angles. He saw her face as he approached and it was still the same smooth flawless face as ever the opposite to his scarred and weathered look and despite a long black coat hiding her clothing the item itself was elegant compared to his heavily worn jacket, jeans and boots. ”You know black isn't really your colour, unless you're going for the whole angel of darkness thing." He joked, catching her attention and grinning back to her. "Hope you've enjoyed your break."

Chills ran down her neck, her body and monster within her feeling a rush of energy. But this chill was nothing of fear or horror, it was excitement. This was a presence of another. and not just any other. A demon. And a half ling at that. 'How...unique.' She mused, enjoying the color of his eyes. Very unique. And it seems like he was a package, seeing how he knew the Angel. Noticing her lack of disguise, she ran her fingers through her white hair, and felt her demonic blood run through her hair, turning it pitch black while her eyes blended into bright blue. A stunning, but demonic appearance. 'Much better.' Her steps speeding ahead, she caught up to there pace with ease. ”You know black isn't really your color, unless you're going for the whole angel of darkness thing."
Casually slipping in, she continued. "Its a good look for her, besides... angels of darkness arent that.. bad" Her blue eyes showed no emotion but her words appeared genuine. "I know that from personal experience." A gleam of mirth appeared in her eyes, as she felt her monster hiss within her. 'Angel of darkness...that is not what I am you foolish Syoko.'
'Kira to you, monster She replied mentally with hated venom dripping down its every words, however she held a passive expression with ease despite the commotion swirling within her. No one would have noticed unless they concentrated real hard. 'Oh yes, Syoko is your angel name. I forgot.' The monster emphasized the word angel in a cold tone. 'Just like that angel over there, jealous arent you.' Kira scanned the angel, pushing the monster back. This girl looked very familiar, but she seemed to have no remembrance of her. '...'

The familiar forest past quickly by Bella as she flew through the trees. Her black wings continued to carry her to the school, having aided her in moving from one library to another over the break. Before the school year ended last year, she had been threatened by a strange man...one who apparently knew her parents. Since that day nothing occupied more time than her search for the truth, however all her efforts were useless. With no leads, it was like searching for a single word in a library full of texts.
She shook her ivory locks in frustration, hoping that the books at school might help her more than the ones mortals stocked up on. Soon enough she arrived, pulling cloak over her body, and pulling up her hood. She knew it wasn't necessary to hide her identity from the other students, but covering herself brought her comfort.
As soon as she passed through the gates she felt the familiar pull of Akira, a fellow Angel, and the throbbing headache from being close to demons. It seems Dante too returned, but there was also another.
At the thought of seeing Dante once more she smiled however, she did not seek him out. After traveling such a distance all she wanted to do was rest. She knew that he would feel her presence just as she felt his.
Once more she returned to the tall oak she sat at the previous semester and rested her weary legs and wings.

"Oh you know praying in the morning, avoiding my mother in the afternoon and hiking to the next city at night all the usual rough living stuff." He replied casually his signature grin shined away on his face. "Picked up several new scars as well... Wasn't quick enough in scuffle was clipped by one and the other went straight through me." He pulled back his ragged leather coat, revealing the healed wounds before placing the clothing back, they weren't as bad as they appeared but still he did miss sympathy from others. He was about to speak again when another voice entered the conversation. "It's a good look for he, besides... angels if darkness aren't.. that bad." He turned around but the aura has hit him before his eyes had even seen the owner, it was the girl he walked past before, the girl and that strange aware that called out to him.

He smiled at the comment angels of darkness didn't exactly exist they were either fallen angels or demons disguised as angels as far as he knew but he was always willing to be proved wrong just not by that tossed of a witch from last year. "That depends on the angel I guess and well I think Akira here suits the more heavenly presence look." He chuckled lowly. "Oh the name's Dante, Dante McMahon and your's?" He queried the girl standing in front of him intrigued him and he wanted to get to know her but before he could get an answer another aura made itself present and this aura he had been hoping to feel for some time now. It was Bella. Despite himself his wide grin turned into a warm smile and he looked out one of the windows trying his hardest to spot her yet to no prevail.

"Kiki" His attention returned to is old friend noticing her blank expression while his own became one of confusion his brow furrowing a little. What's a Kiki? Or did she just make a sound by accident he thought to himself. "Did you say Kiki or kiwi because I'm not much of a fan of the fruit you know."

After sitting consistently for a while Bella decided to seek out her old friends before they were summoned into the building. Closing her eyes she concentrated on him, and his aura. It pulsated in the distance, a swarming blackness. Being half demon, seminary was affected by his presence, the thick darkness made her slightly sick to her stomach, but it made sense. They had been apart for quite a while, ad after being near him, it would go away. She felt another pretense near him, another darkness though this one seemed more sinister. Whoever he was with was no halfling, and carried with her a aura that gave Bella a sever migraine.
Soon she found them, the familiar white hair and red coat were easy to spot. As she suspected, he was not alone. Standing with him was a beautiful girl, and the smile on her face as she watched them made a vein pulse on her forehead.
Ah yes...jealousy...what an unattractive human emotion... she snarled to herself. Approaching him from behind she reached out an touched his hand, relishing in the familiar spark between their touch. Everything in their bodies told the two to stay away from each other, but she refuses to let the pain keep her from her old friend. Soon she would be able to stand it, the sickness would pass, and the pain would ebb away. As a nephilm she had all the time in the world.
Smiling her sweet smile she tossed her hood back, letting her long white hair fall out, and revealing her usual black lace choker and headband. Her family locket Sat in its usual place on her chest, shining as she touched the demon.
Hello Dante, she cooed, eying the girl with him. In an attempt to be friendly she gave the girl a welcoming nod, though her aura made Bella 's head pound.