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			She groaned as her dream became a little bit better, the man slowly dissapeared and the sky turned red. Images of the man flashed before her eyes, his wings beautiful and his lance big and strong. She felt like crying at the sight of that beauty of angel. She then heard a voice, the voice of the man talking in her dream. She shook her head and looked around, "But why me? Why do you think I have valor? yes I saved a girl from a pack of bullies but what qualifies me to be linked to you? I do believe you but I don't think I am the one. My life has been full of pain reason why I saved the girl, I don't want to see anyone suffer that type of fate even if it costs my life". He smiled and looked at him, "But.... if I am trully the one that can help you, I will".<br/>
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She woke up and the shot of pain went through her body, she felt the bones snap into place as she groaned in pain. Groaning she felt her wounds slowly seal in her private areas as well as the black eye dissapearing. She looked at him and then at her body still confused as to what happened. The nurses rushed in and started inspecting her, they were as confused as she was, the wounds were gone and the bones did not hurt anymore. The doctor then came in and rushed her out to do some tests. Sometime later they came back with a astonished look on their faces, all her wounds were gone.
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</blockquote><br/>Chris was already back in his bed when she awoke, not showing really an shock about what she just did. After all she did hold a mark of the Lord on her neck. A smile playing across his lips as he watched the look of astonishment on there faces. He had seemed to be right about one thing, humans had a hard time believing things. Even if it happened fright in front of there eyes. Watching the runs her in and out of the room of test after test only to find nothing.<br/><br/>As soon as the started to give up and leave her alone would Chris ask his question, "So when can we go. We have a lot of work to do and only a year to do it."<br/><br/>______________<br/><br/>Cross had spent her time walking threw the city. No one had even stopped to look at the large blood stans on the back of the shirt she now wore. Spending her night watching, making sure no one bumped into her or touched her. Knowing what fate had in store for her if they did. It was about two in the morning when she finally stopped some where to take a seat. Funny that it would be on top of a rather tall building. Giving her the feeling she once had when she watched earth from the heavens and all the humans that moved about it. Legs hanging off the side of the building, no fear in her heart about falling. Why should she be afraid....what did she have to fear?<br/><br/>Her staff appearing from no were, resting now in the hand that was thrown up to block the spear that had been sent down to smite her. Good aim it seemed as the tip of the spear hit the center of the silver rod. "Do you really want to piss me off this early in the game Zarazel?" So it was true what the heavens had been whispering about....seemed an arc-angel had indeed been sent down with the other seven.