His eyes opened up suddenly as he looked down at his body. He could not beleive that he was naked an in a place that was as strange to him as it could be possible. He looked at her with carefull and calculating look in his eyes. She was the woman that he had seen before but why did she have him naked and why was she asking him questions that he had no answers to in the first place. All that he remembered was the cart falling onto himself and then nothing but blackness. He had awakened up in this place and he had no clothes on.<br/><br/>With suprising quickness he had placed his hand on the table and with a quick motion he flew up and landed rather nimbly on his feet on the table before hoping to the side and landing on floor beside the table in a low crouch. He looked over at her before he straightened. He stood there before her in all his glory as his clothing was not on his body. He could feel his anger roaring to life. He was not sure why he was angry but he did not like that his clothes had been ruined and that she had him there on the table naked.<br/><br/>His eyes opened up rather widely as a white light seemed to start to surround him. He did not even seem to be aware of it. Little did he know that being in this place that was not in his own dimension was starting to cause his powers to awaken slowly but surely. The angel inside of him was starting to stir. "All those questions that you just asked me....I can not answer them. I do know how I surived that cart falling ontop of me. I came here to find out those questions as well. The only answer for the tatoo that I can give you is that I had it from birth. Ever since I was born these wings have been with me. My parents tried to get rid of them but it would never work at all!!!" His words started to become full of a rage. It did not sound like a rage that a mortal man would have nor did it sound like a demon. His words started to take on a unearthly ring to it. His voice flowed out of him in a quality like he was singing but he was only talking.<br/><br/>The light that was appearing behind him started to make the lights in the room dim and look dull and ugly in comparison. James struggled and tried to grip onto the rage that was not his own that came from the very depths of his soul. He wanted to scream out in protest at the feelings that where welling up from the deepest parts of himself. His perfect white teeth gritted tightly. A brighter light started to form over his head forming into a ring of pure light.<br/><br/>The wings on his body started to glow and look more and more like feathers with each second that was passing. It seemed like some sort of being was awakening inside his body and coming to the surface with each passing moment. Suddenly his face controted in pain as a scream ripped from his body as if it was coming form his very soul. His arms shot up towards the sky as his body started to rise from the ground. The wings on his stomach ripped away from his body as they shot behind him and yet looked to still be attached to him from the bady. They looked like the most beautiful and pure white wings of some kind of bird but there was a strong possibility that what was floating before her was an angel of some kind. The light around him started to get brighter and brighter. Suddenly the entire room was filled with a blinding light as a scream ripped through the room.<br/><br/>A blink of an eye later James was before her on his knees. His eyes where rolled up into the back of his head as he swayed back and forth. The tatoo was back on his body and looking as if it had never moved at all. As far as any one could tell what just happened had not happened at all. He looked no different that he had when he had gotten off the table.<br/><br/>His head finally rose up and his eyes started to focus on her as a weak smile started to come to his face. "I need...to get some rest.....and then....maybe some food...."