<span style="color: #80FF00">Mephistos or Mark as he was going to go by...was dreading what he had to do now. Loki had always been his favorite out of all the other angels. So he wasn't understanding the sudden departure of his friend since the days of old. Yet his orders had been clear. Take with him the others. And find Loki. The details of what to do then...were hazy. God said he would inform him later of the next steps. But if he was ordered to take Loki's wings...or to kill him...would he be able to do it? He didn't know and so he was searching for Loki. Though something odd occured during their searchings for Loki. The angel who was the Virtue of Humility...just seemed to...poof. Fade away.<br/><br/>And he was very certain the high father was not going to be pleased at all with that event. He needed to find not only Loki now but solve where the Virtue of Humility angel was. So much fun. This mission was just getting easier and easier by the minute. Wrong! It was doing the exact opposite. It went from simple mission to all hell breaking loose on the world. He sensed it long before any of the others. Someone had left hell. And that meant...the seven sins would not be far behind. He shakes his head. One problem at a time. If he keeps running them all through his mind over and over again...he'd go insane.<br/><br/>He landed on the earth. Told his virtue angels to go searching. To be on their guard and they were NOT allowed to take matters into their own hands. Find him and contact him. They were NOT to attempt to bring Loki in on their own. He hid his wings and donned the name mark. He now had two missions that were technically of the same mission. One...find Loki. Two...find the missing virtue before the high father learned Humility was missing. He sighs and walks along. He was rather...irritated and it took a lot to do that. And so...the hunt begins. He made sure that the virtue angels checked in with him personally every twelve hours. If they didn't...he personally found them and reprimanded them. He never hit them but a tongue lashing from him left the same whiplash feeling as if you had just gotten beat up by him.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Aurora was a unique child. Her parents loved her yet at the same time seemed to tip toe around her. Not because she was a bad child it was due to they felt...judged yet not judged. She still had a happy childhood. Grew up and was rarely ever sick. In fact in the entire eighteen years she had been alive...she had only gotten sick two times. She was humming and running along the outside of the house. Watering plants when she felt something...different. Not understanding what it was...it just felt...unusual. Like powerful sources of energy that didn't truly belong in this realm. Which of course only made her want to go investigate it personally. She sets down the watering can. And heads off in the direction of the nearest source of energy that wasn't normal. She was walking at a very fast pace. She wanted to see it for herself. She stopped only a few times to get a baby smiling or a little child to laugh. Then she continued on her way. She searches still for this source of power.</span>