<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fartfiles.alphacoders.com%2F515%2F51564.jpg&amp;hash=6071cb1d4ee7d17cf496c1713783ba78" href="http://artfiles.alphacoders.com/515/51564.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Everleigh</a>stared at her father from behind glassy, light blue eyes. It was only moments ago that she had received the news that she was to not only go on a very dangerous mission, but this was to be her final test to gaining the rank of Virtue. 'What and honor' she thought, yet she could feel the knot in her stomach tighten and become bigger and bigger. The more she thought on it, the more it invaded her mind like a disease, pulling up anxiety from the back of her mind. Though it disappeared in the arms of her father as he hugged her.<br/><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(77, 166, 255)">"</span></span>​</div><b><div style="text-align: left"><b><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(77, 166, 255)">Seeing you off on your own.....It seems like just yesterday you were learning to fly......I know you need to go but.....Know that I will always keep you in my thoughts."</span></span></b>​</div></b>as he squeezed her hands, she felt more at ease.<br/><br/>Her father was a kind man, did his job well and was always a fountain of wisdom for her. If there was anyone person she could ever rely on, it was him. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Stay strong, my child.....everything will be okay, I promise. I've done all I can to protect you up until this point....but now it is time for you to grow on your own, to sprout your own wings and find your own path. I know you'll make me proud."</span></b>She watched as he walked out of the room and returned shortly with gifts.<div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(77, 166, 255)">"</span></span>​</div><b><div style="text-align: left"><b><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(77, 166, 255)">It may be a bit early, but if you're going to be a warrior for Heaven, you must have your own weapon- I once used to to slay a member of the House of Bael, First Among the Seventy-Two Demon Noble Families. Your old man was quite a warrior. "</span></span></b>​</div></b>She took the sword carefully, laughing lightly at her fathers mischief.<div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(211, 211, 211)">The blade was beautiful and light in her hands. The energy she could feel radiating from the blade was massive, so much that she wondered that if she listened closely enough, she'd be able to hear the sound of it ringing. She watched as he placed the ring on her finger and listened carefully to him <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">"<b>It's called <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.trendhunterstatic.com%2Fthumbs%2Fblack-wedding-rings.jpeg&amp;hash=3f249d1a16a4ff9dd3cba366748c9d02" href="https://cdn.trendhunterstatic.com/thumbs/black-wedding-rings.jpeg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><i>Shining Twilight</i></a>.....Azazel forged it for me, before he....fell. It amplifies your magic two fold or more, depending on your strength, and will aid you especially in healing."</b></span> She was surprised as he hugged her again, but chuckled  <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Dad, I'll be fine. I know you're never too far away if I need you."</span> She stepped away when he was ready to let go, set the sword down on the table behind her and walked back over to her father. She squeezed his hands <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I've got this, I promise. I wont let you down."</span> She stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek softly. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Now I have to pack. I promise I'll say good-bye before I go" </span>She shoo'd him out kindly before getting to it. </span><br/>
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Pulling the suitcases out of her closet, she began to pack the essentials. Clothing, toiletries, stones to wear to aid her magic abilities. She held the silver bracelet in the palm of her hand and smirked, a memory playing back in her head. It was her first training session, she was much younger. Her father had gave her the band as a gift for completing her training and ranking up. When she put it on, her wings turned her favorite shade of blue. It was a cosmetic item, but it would be useful in her new mission, for it would help hide her wings and halo. Rendering her human until need be. This way, she wasn't using her energy and instead, the spell that enchanted the bracelet. She slipped it onto her wrist, making sure she didn't activate the spell, she wasn't going to use it until it was absolutely necessary. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"EVE!!!!!!!!!"</span> A loud voice and a knock on her door. Everleigh groaned.<i> 'Noooo, not you.....'</i> But it was too late, before she could protest, two female angels the same age as her with dark brown hair and green eyes had flung open her doors and let themselves in.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080"> "DID YOU TAKE IT?!"</span> the one girl yelled, the other covered the first ones mouth in an attempt to quiet her down. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"The job?! Did you take it?!" </span>Eve Rolled her eyes. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I'm not surprised you twits heard about it."</span> The girls simply giggled and nodded, replying in unison. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"WE know everything."</span> A young male angel had entered behind them, smirking <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#59b300">"Oh let her be, she needs to pack."</span> Eve grinned and addressed him "<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fimgs.abduzeedo.com%2Ffiles%2Fpaul0v2%2Fquevedo%2Fcq-09.jpg&amp;hash=64736b3397e81e9c1df4e2e5dc9bc46f" href="http://imgs.abduzeedo.com/files/paul0v2/quevedo/cq-09.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://imgs.abduzeedo.com/files/paul0v2/quevedo/cq-09.jpg</a></span><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fimgs.abduzeedo.com%2Ffiles%2Fpaul0v2%2Fquevedo%2Fcq-09.jpg&amp;hash=64736b3397e81e9c1df4e2e5dc9bc46f" href="http://imgs.abduzeedo.com/files/paul0v2/quevedo/cq-09.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(211, 211, 211)">Arthur</span></a><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(211, 211, 211)">. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">How kind of you to contain your sisters." </span>The male just simply smirked at her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80ff00"> "Oh please, contain them? No I simply just follow them and make sure they don't get into any real trouble."</span> The girls turned to look at the man and pouted <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Who, us?" </span>Arthur crossed his arms and tapped his foot. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80ff00">"Yes, you. </span><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fpre04.deviantart.net%2F9e82%2Fth%2Fpre%2Fi%2F2013%2F121%2Fa%2F9%2Fembrace_your_darkness_by_babsartcreations-d4vj09i.jpg&amp;hash=f3012847b3cd9501211fd3a3aeb71777" href="http://pre04.deviantart.net/9e82/th/pre/i/2013/121/a/9/embrace_your_darkness_by_babsartcreations-d4vj09i.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://pre04.deviantart.net/9e82/th...your_darkness_by_babsartcreations-d4vj09i.jpg</a></span><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fpre04.deviantart.net%2F9e82%2Fth%2Fpre%2Fi%2F2013%2F121%2Fa%2F9%2Fembrace_your_darkness_by_babsartcreations-d4vj09i.jpg&amp;hash=f3012847b3cd9501211fd3a3aeb71777" href="http://pre04.deviantart.net/9e82/th/pre/i/2013/121/a/9/embrace_your_darkness_by_babsartcreations-d4vj09i.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(211, 211, 211)">Ella and Anna</span></a><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(211, 211, 211)">. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#59b300">The most annoying angels every created"</span> Everleigh laughed<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> "Hey, that was a little rude!" </span>The girls nodded in agreement <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">"Older brother not nice"</span> Ella spoke, twirling her fingers around her sisters hair "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">Older brother jealous of Eveeeeee" </span>Arthur's face went white, he began to stammer, Eve crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. '<i>Oh this will be good' </i>She thought. </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#59b300">"I'm not Jealous! I'm just....scared for her."</span> The twins giggled and shook their heads.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059"> "Uh-huh. Scared. For her?" </span>Anna spoke <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">"Or of her?"</span> Arthur sighed, he hated when they finished each others thoughts. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">"Or maybe"</span> Anna started <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">"He loves her! and"</span> Ells continued <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">"Doesn't want her to leave, go where he can't follow" </span>It was Eve's turn to turn colors. She bent over in laughter. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"You girls are so mean to your brother." </span>The twins just simply shrugged, as if they didn't understand what she was talking about. Arthur, glad Eve didn't pick up on that they were being serious shoo'd them away. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#59b300">"Comon, one last night out before you go" </span>He offered and held out his hand. Eve sighed<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059"> "I have so much stuff to do, I can meet you somewhere later?"</span> Arthur rubbed the back of his neck. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#59b300">"Ehh, you're right. I'm sure you've got a lot to do before you have to leave</span>." He walked over to Ever and gave her a big hug. Surprised, Everleigh laughed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#59b300"> "Be careful ok? Come back home in one piece? I don't want to have to go look for the rest of you if you don't"</span> Everleigh was confused by his statement, for he said it in such a low tone she almost didn't catch it. He didn't give her a chance to ask before he slipped out her door, leaving her with her thoughts and her items. She shook her head, not knowing how to feel after that. </span><br/>
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She took the rest of the night to finish packing her things and instead, spent the remaining hours with her father, reminiscing about fond memories. </span></span>​</div><div style="text-align: center"><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(211, 211, 211)"><br/>
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Her blonde hair was in a messy bun up top her head. Getting into the club was easy, she was pretty and the bouncer wasn't too much of an issue. A little flirting and she was in. She took a seat at the bar, and zoned out the music, trying to listen to the conversations around her as she absentmindedly spun the little red straw in her drink. <br/>
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