She opened her eyes slowly and let her aura flare out, it had a special ability, it could find large masses of Demons in any area, it would make her job quite a bit easier. Almost immediately she felt something, something dark, it sent shivers going through her, so much that her teeth were chattering slightly. She shivered and rubbed a hand along her arm, still not used to any sort of chill.<br/><br/>Sighing she pulled her blade from the ground and felt the heat pulsing through her once more. Smiling she mumbled "the comfort of thy father flows within me" and was granted with a feeling of warmth on her forehead, His kiss, His blessing was now upon her. Now smiling she felt warm and fuzzy inside, an after effect of feeling his approval, this is what it felt like, it was addicting, like, a drug that was doled out and given to those He favored.<br/><br/>Still smiling she lifted her blade effortlessly, it was made for her, there fore it accepted her grasp and was light for her. To anyone else, it would be heavy and they would be unable to lift it like she had done. The blade, sang to her, a sweet metallic sound running through her mind, but it was musical, not annoying in any way. It was her song, the tune of her heart and it's heat beating as one.<br/><br/>Closing her eyes once more she tucked her wings to her back tightly, wincing as she had not done it yet, in Heaven, your wings were always spread out, never tucked away, and it would take some getting used to for them to be tucked away. Her beautiful face scrunched in a frown as she cringed slightly at the subtle pain of her wings being tucked away then she straightened and sheathed her blade.<br/><br/>She hesitantly lifted a foot and took a step forwards, not letting her whole foot touch down, but letting her toes touch first. She shivered and a smile allighted her face once more as she put her whole foot on the ground then took off running, her hair flying back and her white garment fluttering around her, outlining her perfectly curved body. A childish smile on her face she stopped running and looked down at a path, a seemingly completely solid rock path, in Heaven they didnt have these, you could just fly from place to place.<br/><br/>Tentatively she stretched out a foot and touched her toes down, shivering as her foot met the cold asphalt. "what...is this?" she mumbled and smiled hearing her musical voice. It sounded so different here, like, the music of Heaven was behind it, it sounded delicately pleasant and she was amazed at the quality of it.<br/><br/>She shook her head, she was getting to distracted with everything, gaining a determined face she stepped onto the road and began running towards where she could see bright lights. Her bare feet making no sound on the asphalt as she ran towards the lights with an inhuman speed that would put vampire myths to shame. Even as she ran so fast, everything was in perfect clarity, it seemed as though everything should have blurred, but, it didnt, it was all perfectly clear.<br/><br/>Sobering suddenly she stopped all at once and turned to face a rather old looking brick building with a rustic and tattered sign that read THE PIT. she cocked her head to the side and looked at the rather unassuming building, at the dusty old door that seemed to be the only entrance, and the large window. Which kind of puzzled her, who wanted people to look at what they were doing? It was just....strange to her.<br/><br/>Stepping towards it she sensed the large amount of Demons and let her Aura flare to life as she moved forwards quickly and silently, breaking the silence as her bare foot came up and kicked the door. Knocking it down flat and the bell dinged as it fell and hit the old wood. Pulling out her blade she felt the heat and pulsing and knew it wanted the first kill. It wanted the Demon blood to coat it, bathe it in the blood , she knew with the first kill they would bond and get stronger as a pair.<br/><br/>She stepped into The Pit and twirled the Heavenly sword dangerously, her wings shot out behind her, their whiteness so pure that it literally lit some of the darker corners and made a few of the Demons cringe. Cocking her head to the side again she muttered "so these....are Demons..." and shrugged swinging the blade in an arc and taking at least ten of their lives. Spilling the blood she could feel her blade pulsing at the Demon blood as it soaked up any blood on the blade, creating a stronger bond between the Angel wielding it and its self.