Lochway Forest

It was night again and Adella had come to the forest to speak with Fang. However, unlike the times previous, she was accompanied by another person. It was easy to tell that it was a man simply by the way Layang walked. He kept a fair distance between himself and Adella. Layang knew that she was a vampire and how tempting his mortal blood was to her tastes.

"Where is this man that has decided to help us in our ... deliverance of Terra," Layang asked Adella.

"He is nearby," she replied.

"Nearby meaning that you do not know specifically where he resides."

"I've never been to his home."

"I see," Layang said before he fell silent. Adella cast a glance over at Layang. He was not the one she wanted to bring to Fang. Desmond would have been a better choice but the daemon was busy with another lead on the feathers. Instead, Desmond had sent Layang. The Kite Master had yet to be tested thus far and now was the time to see if he was trustworthy.

"I think you are lost," Layang stated.

"I am not," Adella argued. Silently she wished for Fang to show himself as the two people continued to walk through the brush of the burnt forest. The odor of char hung heavily in Adella's nostrils. She had stopped breathing a long time ago, albeit when she had to speak.

Since their last discussion, Fang had been busy. Busy embracing his 'new' outlook on life. In truth, he knew this way of thinking was nothing new to him. Far from it. He knew that somewhere, deep down, this is who he used to be. Something deep inside him knew it. Knew who he was, what he was, what he used to be. Many worlds had had many names for him. He'd been so many things. Bandit lord, conqueror, serial killer, assassin, terrorist, and many more things, though the common denominator had always been bloodshed and chaos.

As he stood over the bodies of his most recent outing, trying to find those damn feathers Adella wanted, a thought occurred to him.

He didn't know if he could control it. A lust for violence, and a numbness of the heart had set it, like he was meant for this kind of life. Another reason to believe it. The sight of these corpses, dead by his hands, did nothing to move him. The glow was all but gone from his eyes, his skin, his hair. Embracing the evil inside him really had made a difference. No more pretending to be better than this. Move forward, with your goal in mind...

Fang sensed something. A presence that wasn't, and something else. Something he didn't recognize.

His emerald dagger in hand, still painted with fresh crimson, he crept closer and closer to the source. Perhaps he'd get to slay more than his boredom tonight...

"This will make me ultra numb..." He mumbled to himself, moving through the flesh of a tree as if it were heavy fog...

Adella stopped suddenly in her tracks. Layang was slower to stop than the vampire. The man arched a brow and waited patiently for the woman to speak up. It was more than obvious she had either spotted or sensed something nearby. After a full minute of waiting quietly, Layang spoke up.

"What is it," he said in a dull voice. "We don't have time to stand here and wait."

Adella did not respond.

"Well?" Layang asked, again.

The woman took off in a run between two trees. She was much faster than Layang and he was left behind. It did not take long for the vampire to appear before Fang. She stopped several feet in front of him and gave him time to register that it was her in front of him.

"It is just me," Adella said to Fang, holding out her hands in a gesture of surrender.

Despite all of that, Fang barely stopped in time. His eyes, pools of deep, jungle green reflected nothing back at her like they used to, if only for a moment, before a smile crept onto his face, the smallest semblance of light coming back into his features. "Ah...I thought at much. Can't be too careful though, eh?" The godling half-apologized, searching around his pockets for his lighter, and his pack of smokes. Lately, his chain smoking habit had just gotten worse.

"What are ya doin' out here in the middle of the night, Ella? You can't just be lookin' for me." A long inhale, the plume of smoke noxious and bitter on the wind. "Though I'd be honored if ya were."

Truth enough. Even Fang, even now, still got lonely.

"And...whose that other one I detected with ya?"

"That is Layang, the Kite Master of Matyeng," Adella said just as the man walked up behind the woman. He was much taller than her and wore a mask that covered just the lower portion of his face. Layang sized up Fang for a moment and then nodded. It seemed he had passed some sort of approval from the Asiatic man.

"We came to see if you have found any of the feathers yet or met any of the Lumina looking for them," Adella said to Fang. She walked closer to him, now that she was sure he wasn't going to attack her.

"Make it short, Adella," Layang demanded.

She looked over her shoulder at the other man. A muscle tightened in her cheek but Adella did not say a single word to him.

Fang twitched. Something about this other man annoyed him. Greatly so. "No. I haven't seen anything, or anyone, like you've described. But the night is young and there are more and more invaders in my woods I've yet to track down. Perhaps you'd like to join me, Adella?" It was an offer he didn't make lately. He had become heavily protective of his lands, and even these people, a friend and an ally in question, grated on his nerves just by merely...being.

"Though I am looking, believe me. Having a bit of fun along the way, but looking."

Pulling his jacket tighter around himself, Fang couldn't help but shiver. A cold wind blew by, and cold had always bothered him, even now, even at the height of his power. Winter was the enemy of spring, after all.

"I have to ask though...Why is he with you?" The godling motioned to Layang, his eyes narrow. The man rubbed him a wrong way...

"I would-..."

"Eve did not want us gone for long. We will have to return to Gayaer soon, Adella," Layang chimed in.

Adella gave an apologetic look to Fang before she turned to face Layang. "If you are so worried about it then do, by all means, return to Eve. Tell her that another of the Naari needed aid in finding a feather. She will be most displeased that you interrupted her. If you have that much bravery, I commend you Kite Master Layang," Adella scolded.

The man scoffed and folded his arms across his chest. He turned away from the pair slightly and looked out over the forest. It looked like he wasn't going to leave, just yet at any rate.

"Fang, let's go find that feather," Adella said, taking his arm. It was still strange to touch a living person, but Adella seemed to be adapting to her vampirism easily enough. It should have been alarming to her but it was becoming more and more natural as the days passed by.

"Yeah, sure. Like I said, still plenty of invaders in the trees tonight. Enough so that its really beginning to bug me. Why do all these people assume they are welcome here? Nature doesn't want them, and neither do I." He was glad for the physical contact, and the annoyance spreading across her companion's face. It was a nice change of pace, to be sure.

"Any idea where to start? I've just been acting on instinct. No planning, no thinking, just doing. Its been working so far, but if these people are as potentially dangerous as ya say, I might need someone who can keep a clear head when it comes to violence." He would let her lead the way, the Godling turning half of his attention inward, to the voice of the woods. These woods in particular were vengeful, wanting nothing more than payback. The grievous wound it had been inflicted, though extinguished now, still glowed with hatred, and barely tamed embers. Each one of those shining, orange reminders of nature's pain stirred only one thought in Fang's mind...

Death...

These parasites had long since abused this world. It was time to wipe the slate clean, and let nature retake this world...

And the last, sentient life Fang would take in the end would be his own. As he stepped deeper into the darkness inside of his soul, he realized that no one was safe, and one day, he'd even turn against his allies...