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Alright. I thought this day couldn't get any stranger, or worse. I mean, my parents basically caused a scene. Well, more my mother. Then, my mother decided to be a banshee and yell at Lorelai. Poor girl! She seems to get the butt of everything! It didn't help that a strange assassin tried harming my family. My parents may hate me yes. But, I wouldn't allow them to die in that way. Not on my watch. So, I killed it! I even got a nice steak for it from Kirkis! I need to remember to thank the fellow. After all, that was damn good steak! I want to know how he made it...

Wait! That is getting off topic! Anyway, and then having to deal with wrongily placed demoninc presences and people trying to harm my brother! Yeah, that was totally nice!....Not....But after that, I met a girl named Maelona. Nice chat it was! Then....I met him...I met a man by the name of Tao. Tao Klow. A thief and gypsy, who if my memory serves me correctly, said something about being the King of Lust's bodyguard or something. I can't remember for sure!

Anyway, soooo....I don't know how to describe what happened. It was both a strange and exciting experience at the same time. Not only did I figure out I was bisexual, but that I think I might likes males a bit more than females. I can't be sure on that one though. After all, I've only just figured out my bi-curiousity is more than just curiousity. But anyway, about an hour ago, Tao left the room and I got bored. Thus, I decided to write in this again.

I should be working on my painting, but I don't feel like it. I would whether lie on this bed and write than do such a thing. Though preferably, talking to Tao would be much enteraining. His...way of thinking and going about things interest me. I hope we can become closer....Not in that way! Just good friends...Nothing more! I am engaged for god sakes! Wait....why did I feel the need to say that? Gah! I don't know! I think I'm just having one of those days...

But you know, I can't help but wish I had met Tao earlier in my life. That way, he could have heard me before I became mute. It would have been nice to see what he thought about my voice. Well, considering he seemed to be a great admirer of everything else! Not sure why though. I'm not the best looking person around...

Anyway, back on topic, I feel like actually documenting what happened to me two years ago. That way, if me and Tao actually become good friends, I would remember how to describe to him that day in full detail. I just hope he won't mind the length of this account. Though, knowing me, it will actually be short and sweet. Who knows.

I can still remember that the day was a rainy one. The rain had been pouring down from the skies for two days straight. Me, and two other spies, were post to locate the camp of an important Wraith Knight. The plan we came up with seemed to be working. Sneak in the night and find his camp. But, sometimes, life throws unexpected curve balls. This day would be no different, but it would have a great impact on me.

We found the camp easily. However, we found a dead mulitated corpse instead of a strong knight. The knight had been dead for a least a few hours. His body hadn't shown signs of rotting. But, his blood seemed to have stopped flowing a long time ago. Nether one of us could figure out what killed him. Marks of a strange creature went over his chest. The marks looked nothing like marks I had ever seen. The other two thought it could have been a wolf or bear. Though, we all knew that was just us trying to explain his death off in a more logical fashion. The most surpising thing wasn't that to be honest. It was the fact that the information wasn't there! Whatever had killed him had come for the information. At least, it appeared that way.

With this, we decided to leave the camp and head back to our meeting point. As my feet walked across the mudded ground below me, I could sense something. My eyes looked around to try and find this presence. It was strange this feeling. This overwhelming feeling of wanting to kill it. I had never felt such a feeling in my life.

My hand gripped my shirt as my other hand pulled the hood tigher over my head. I hadn't realized the others weren't following me. Not until I heard blood clurting screams. I turned around just in time to see my men get taken by the something. The lightening illuminated the darkness of the night. I would never forget what I saw.

A strange wolf like creature had killed my men, giving them no time to pull out their swords. My fighter instincts kicked in. I took out one of my throwing knives and threw it towards the beast. But then, the beast disappeared. It only left the dead corpses of my squad behind. It was one of the few times I had failed. One of the few times I still regret to this day. With believing the beast to be gone, I started giving the dead their proper respects and burial. However, I felt the instinct to kill the entire time. With nothing I could see around me, I had no idea why that urge was there. Admittedly, it unnerved me a bit.

After the dead were properaly buried, I started my way out of the forest. The rain started to let up and the sun would be rising any minute now. I couldn't help but smile a little. The sunrise had always been such a beautiful sight. A sight most don't seem to apperciate. But anyway, I had made my way out of the forest, the urge still there the entire time. It didn't help I felt like something was following me. This made me paranoid enough to keep a tight grip on my sword the entire time.

I thought I might be safe once I got to the road. That way, I could easily see someone coming out of the forest. Boy was I wrong. The moment I hit the road, the beast came up from behind and knocked me unto the ground. I rolled just in time to dodge his killing slash. I jumped up as quickly as I could. Before my eyes, the beast became a man. A man with dark red eyes. I can still remember the conversation all too well.

"I must admit. Killing these people to get to you was well worth it." My eyes blinked wide and I took out my sword, aiming it towards him. "If you wanted me dead, you should have just come at me!" The man grinned a grin I had not seen before. It carried with it something that made me glare at him. He started taking some steps towards me. I threw a throwing knife at him again, only to have it blocked by his shield. The urge to kill him became stronger as he stepped closer. But, it also effected my concertration. My mind could only think of killing. I kept throwing the knives and tried to slash him when he came close enough. However, nothing worked. His hand outstretched and trapped me in some kind of prison.

I could barely move as I could feel the instinct to kill overwhelm me. I strugggled just to get a chance to slice his head off. If I had been more in control, I would have been disturbed by this strong urge to inflict pain and death unto this man. But, my mind wasn't clear. It was foggy of consciouness.

My eyes glared and my face cringed as he touched my cheek. "Such a fine speciman you are. Angels are so rare, especially ones that are pure like yourself..." His hand ran across my cheek and I growled, trying to get out of the prison with all my might. "Even your voice hints at your angelic nature. I've never heard a voice that sounded nice no matter the tone. You must realize that your voice could easily sway the normal person. It is just too relaxing and alluring not to be." I raised an eyebrow and became more wierded out than I already was. Was he some kind of stalker or something? I had heard of crazy stalkers before from others. But someone stalking me? That was bit...off..."Your soul must be incredible as well. Pure...untouched...no matter what the sins the body and mind has comitted....Such innocence is rare among people." The man's tongue ran across his lips slowly. The most disturbing part was that fact his tongue was like a snake! His eyes even reminded me of a snake! That made no sense since he had been a wolf like beast moments ago.

"I shall enjoy having your soul to eat. It shall be a marvelous feast..." My eyes widened as I glared and did my best to fight out of the prison. No way was I allowing someone to kill me without a fight! The one thing the man forgot, was that my wings had been inside my back when the prison came on. It seemed the prison could only work on showing parts. Thus, when I popped out my wings and started flapping them, I was able to get myself quickly out of the strange prison before he could stab my chest.

I landed back down and tucked my wings into my back. The man smirked as I prepared to fight him. "I see you are a fiesty one...This shall be a good one indeed...." Then, we started to fight.

Admittedly, the memory is unclear to me. I can remember my heart racing as I continued to attack him. The air felt thick with energy as clashing of swords sounded through the battle. My feet sinked into the soaked ground at one point due to an aerial attack of his. The most promient thing was the thought that he had to die. That no matter what happened to me, this creature couldn't leave to see another day.

I don't remember how long the battle lasted. His other magic attacks had caused many cuts and bruises to appear on my body. With much annoyance, his body had barely any wounds on it. "It has been fun, but I am afraid this must end. I will not let myself be defeated by a youngling." I tilted at the youngling comment. I had heard angels could live a long time. But could half-bread angels live long lives as well? I had no idea. My sword moved to be in front of me in a defense stance. But, that wouldn't stop this attack.

I watched as the light from the rising sun was slowly being covered by the darkness around the man. The darkness soon enveloped itself around me. I instantly wanted it off me. My angelic blood boiled at having such a element all around my body. My mind felt like it was going to explode as I tried to get it off me still. Nothing worked. I fell to the ground trying to ignore searing pain going through my whole body. However, that allowed the man to pick me up by my throat as my eyes started to lose their vision. "It seems for now your soul can't be touched by my darkness. But, I should leave you with some parting gift, to know that your soul is mine, and mine alone." He pulled out a knife and I felt the tip pressed against my neck. "Your voice is so lovely...It really shouldn't be heard by such fouls..." My eyes widened as I saw him pull back the blade. Then, the blade went towards my neck and I screamed.

After that, nothing. I can't remember if the blade actually hit, or what he did to me.

The next memory was me walking up back in the castle. I thought the fight and deaths had been a memory. Then, I felt my hands run across my throat. I could feel a new scar there. I stood up and walked over to a mirror. My hands ran across the x mark on my neck. Then, I tried to call out someone to explain what had happened. But, I couldn't say a word.

I rushed out of my room to Haven's, only to find him shocked that I was alive. I had been proclaimed dead and missing for over a week. I couldn't remember anything of the past week. It was like my mind was in a fog as I explained to him through telepathy that my voice wasn't working.

Well, the rest is history, and nothing I feel like talking about honestly. Even now, I still can't remember that week. The healer told us that whoever attacked me probably ripped out my vocal cords, since I couldn't talk and there was a scar on my neck. But, since I couldn't remember, I couldn't tell them what was true and wasn't. All I knew was that I was mute now. That I had lost my voice, and would never be able to talk again.

Even to this day, I still can't remember that week. I still can't remember what exactly happened during the fight, or the man's face. All I can remember is that tongue...and those eyes...Someday, I hope to kill him for making me mute. But for now, that is in the past. Nothing can be done about it.

Though, I just wish it never happened in the first place.