<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#006600"><b><i><u>Daniel</u></i></b></span></span></span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><br/>
Daniel couldn't hear their footsteps, nor their voices.  His green eyes watched the shadows on the walls, his focus never faltering.  Eventually the two shadows took shape in two men.  One was shorter than the other, carrying what seemed to be a guitar case on his back.  Whether there was a guitar in there or weapons was left to the imagination and Daniel wasn't planning on getting close enough to find out.  The taller man wore a hoodie and the blond couldn't see anything about him.  It made him nervous.<br/>
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Just as he was thinking of slinking away in the dark, the sword the taller man carried in his hand caught fire.  He jumped back in surprise, reaching for his bow instead, an arrow knocked at the two of them.  Fire meant demon and well, Daniel didn't want to stick around to find out what would happen.<br/>
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He took a step back, but the taller of the two noticed him.  He couldn't see his lips but something was obviously said as the shorter whipped his own head around and they locked eyes.  His lips he could see, but the man talked fast and it left Daniel wide eyed and confused.  However, the way his lips formed the word 'Daria,' gave him pause.  His eyes widened in surprise, his left hand snatched out to the other's, no <i>Sam's,</i> shoulder, his right hand dropping the bow down to his waist.  He narrowed his eyes at Sam, then Reinard before looking back at the musician again.<br/>
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They knew Daria.  Daria had talked to them and while his sister had rarely left his side, he hadn't seen her in a long time.  <i>Escaped?</i>  They escaped, most likely demons and most likely one of their camps.  That meant Daria could be in one of these camps and she was still alive.  The thought was overwhelming and he staggered back a moment, looking at the ground as thoughts of where his sister could be ran through his head.  Finally though, he looked at them both, pulling a notebook from his back pocket.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><i>You know Daria?  Is she alive?</i><br/>
</span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">He scribbled quickly before turning the notebook around and showing them both.  Knowledge from them both could help him find her.  He was hopeful and before they could respond he had the notebook back in his hand, scribbling again.  <br/>
</span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><i>Follow Me, I will take you there.</i></span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><br/>
Once he was finished this time, he showed them again, giving them time to read before he waved for them to follow him.  Audrey would hopefully not mind, but he had a lead on his sister and if that meant letting them rest in the camp with the rebels, he was certain the rebel leader would be all right with that.  He had a good feeling about them anyway, flaming sword and all.<br/>
</span><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family:La Belle Aurore"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff"><b><i><u>Remiel</u></i></b></span></span></span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><br/>
He could see in the way that the rebel leader looked at him, the anger and hatred in her eyes towards him that this wasn't going to be easy.  The world he had expected to find when he made it out of the demon camp didn't exist and he felt the hope inside burn away like the hell flames that had licked his skin multiple times.  In the end, he wasn't upset that Audrey wasn't willing to help him.  He saw it coming and that was without his gift from his father telling him.  She was willing to help Kol though and that was all that mattered.  Get the human to safety, he could find a place to rest, and then figure out what the hell had happened.<br/>
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Before he could speak up though, Kol had already moved forward, her soft voice echoing in the silence that had followed Audrey's words.  He grimaced when she explained his own wounds, his pride wounded at being seen for how weak he actually was.  He gritted his teeth, reaching out and placing a hand on the small woman's shoulder.<br/>
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"It's all right.  This woman can help you.  I will heal, it won't take long."  He wasn't actually sure how long it would take him to heal or how long it would take him to find a safe place so he could heal, but if it meant Kol was getting the help she needed then that would be what mattered.  He could do some investigating on his own and maybe find out why the world was wrong and why this woman's future hadn't happened yet.<br/>
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He started to push Kol towards Audrey, the hand on the small of her back when something above them caught his attention.  Claws had gripped the broken air vent above Audrey and yanked it back.  With what strength he had in reserves, he not only pulled Kol back behind him but Audrey as well.  In his free hand, his sword appeared, something he hadn't summoned in a long time and as the demon dropped to the ground with a snarl, Remi's blade pierced his skull.  His eyes glowed blue as the snarled scales of the hellspawn erupted in fire, what wrath from heaven he could utilize sending the demon to dust.<br/>
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He stared at the black spot on the ground, his eyes narrowed as he dropped his blade to his side.<br/>
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