Azrael walked quickly back to her room and tried to slam the door on the man pursing her. He kicked his foot in the door to stop her from locking it. "Azrael, we need to talk." Azrael growled and tried to kick his foot out. "I'm not in the best of moods to talk Ethan." She ignored the flutter in her chest when she said his name and concentrated on the task of him getting out. To no avail she was pushed back by his strength and he was in her room alone with the door closed. "Well I need to talk to you." She bit her lip and cursed under her breath then glared at him. "Ok then, talk." The room was silent for more a few minutes then he finely spoke. "Do you ever feel some sort of connection when we are together? It seems I can never have a clear head around you." Azrael bit her lip then took a deep breath. â€œYeah, I know what you meanâ€¦look this is something I donâ€™tâ€¦didnâ€™t want to talk about my pastâ€¦â€<br/><br/>Ethan looked at her with interest and puzzlement.<span style="font-style: italic">What does she mean about her past? Do Serpentiles even have a past? </span>Ethan watched her pad over to the night stand and pick up something small and shiny. She turned back to him and kept her eyes low to floor. â€œThis was given to me by someone very special to meâ€¦someone that you resembleâ€¦I watched him move on while I wondered the streets of Manhattan over in the human realm before I was turned into a Feral Serpentile by my old Master Marco.â€ Ethan resisted the urge to physically show her he knew who she was talking about. He remembered that she had relations with Master Marco years ago when she was still called Ray. â€œSo who is it that this person I resemble somehow?â€ Somehow he already knew whoever he looked like to her they were close.<br/>Azrael tried to hold the tears in as she laid her past all on the table for possibly a mere stranger to see. â€œYouâ€¦Ethanâ€¦his name was Ethan, he was my fiancÃ©â€¦I never got the chance to marry him before I died at the hands of one of my co-workers. You look a lot like him, have the same voice and even the same nameâ€¦however you may not even be him.â€ Azrael saw the shocked expression on his face then a look of puzzlement then something elseâ€¦regret?<br/><br/>Ethan looked at Azrael and finely understood why Master Marco had asked him to do this in the first place. Their souls were connected long ago and the pain and confusion would help him get close to Azrael so he could bring her back to Master Marco without him raising suspicion to anyone.  He looked back at Azrael and a plan finely formed in his head on how to accomplish his mission. â€œAzrael, what it I am the real Ethan from long ago. What if I was the man that you loved?â€ he saw something he didnâ€™t except flash through her eyes. Fear. She would be afraid if he was. But why?<br/><br/>Azrael choked and instinctively backed away from him her eyes wide with fear.<span style="font-style: italic"> What if he was that man? No it couldnâ€™t be possible, he should still be in the cycle of life the last time I heard about him</span>.<span style="color: #800080"> Your thinking about impossible things again stupid woman, when will you not get your lover is dead. Itâ€™s so disgusting that you think you still have a heart to love someone after the many you have slaughtered. The feel of blood soaking your skin and the huger for destruction, no you donâ€™t deserve another chance of happiness youâ€™re just as bad as me!</span>â€œJust shut up.â€ She bit her lip then looked Ethan straight in the eyes with no expression. â€œEven if you were nothing would happen.  Even if you make me feel likeâ€”â€œ Before she could finish her sentence the glass window shattered and something slammed inside her making her insides burn white hot pain. She screamed and fell to the ground holding on to her stomach then the pain subsided as a voice came into her mind. A very annoying old manâ€™s voice.<span style="color: #8040FF">Be careful on who you trust, donâ€™t give in to temptation.</span>â€œmasterâ€¦â€<br/>Ethan caught her before she could fall face first on the hard carpet. The window was shattered by a purple stone that was glowing. He tried to pick it up but it burned him. What the hell is that? Azrael pushed Ethan away her voice low and hoarse. â€œI think it would be best for you to leave now. I have told you what you wanted to know so get out.â€ She kept looking at the ground turned away from him. Pain danced in his eyes but then determination was replaced. â€œWe will see one another soon but for now rest.â€ He got up and dashed out the room clutching at his aching chest.<span style="font-style: italic"> By god why was it so hard to leave her?</span>She was the enemy, Marco wants her back to punish her but why did he feel a sense of regret every time I thought of my mission. Miserable and puzzled Ethan wondered the school halls.