Reira
The Fallen Angel;)
Okay it time for me to upload a fanfiction story 
This story is (and will be) made with the precious help from my best friend Pein Must Kill He wrote the prologue because he knows how to make the perfect one Next time it'll be my trun;p Thank you my dear friend and people here on the forums We hope that you'll enjoy our story
Prologue:'The meeting'
The rain was falling torrential upon the windows of the the small inn.
It was hitting with great power on the windows giving the impression
as one hundred horses were outside.But no one was wandering in the streets
because of the rain and also it was already really late.
Only a feminine silhouette was moving slowly in the middle
of the road of this silent district of Dormol. She went into the inn
with moves that seemed it wasn't raining at all.She walked through
he almost empty parol and took off her traveling cape.She put it on the
hanger next to the fire to get dried
She sat on a table next to the fire place and stared to look around
the room.Only one table was taken from two men dressed in black and also
she couldn't see their faces clearly from the trembled fire of the
candles.In the bar only a half-asleep bar tenter was clearing a glass
with a white cloth.In other words the room was very silent.
The young girl shooked her brown-blonde hair and sighed silently.
She was very tired from the rest of the day and now all her body parts
were in pain.Without second thought she touched the handle of the big
sword which was laying next to her.By touching it she was feeling better.
Only its presence there was making her to feel secure. After sometime
a waiter came near her to take an order.When she told him what she wanted
he left with steps that were losing from the strong sound of the rain that
was getting harder outside.The strong wind was stared to hit the shutters
with great force.The young waiter came back quickly to close the windows.
The girl without giving importance to him she took off some papers
to study,giving all her might.Not much time passed she realized with only
a little glance that someone approaching her table.She lifted her face
thinking that her food was coming.
But in front of her the two men that were sitting to the other table
appeared.Their faces were dirty and as they were smiling with awry mouths
she could see at least three black teeth to each one 'Powerless demons..
they are so stupid',she thought but she didn't want to make a fuss.
They were stink like alcohol giving the impression that they haven't taken
a bath for weeks.The one of them approached the girl stagger at her.He was
very drunk.
"Hey missy it's cold tonight.My partner and I feeling lonely.Would you
like to warm our bed?". The other one was laughing like a stupid.
She just ignored them.The alcohol had blinded them otherwise they would
have seen the big blade next to her and they wouldn't teasing her.But her
silence was bothering them.
"You're not listening girl ?Or you want us to make you listen?"With
these words they took out their knives that from their belts.
But the girl again ignored them as she was looking at them with eyes
like ice.The men shouted something and attacked her aiming for her head.
By the time that the knives came in touch with her skin they
shattered into million pieces."Huh?! Very bad quality" she thought.
She made her move.before they surprise was disappearing from their
faces she jumped on the table with her sword on her hand .
The leathers that were covering the blade were off by themselves and
now the only one that was glowing in the spooky light was that red
blade of hers.
She kicked the one on the chest sending him with power and force upon
a table unconscious.After she through the other one in no time on her
knees and the sword was a bit stabbed to his neck.Big blood drops were on
the sword now....
"Get the hell out of here and make sure that I won't see you ever
again in front of me" she commanded as she was constricted her sword.
Her voice was cold and harsh.
The man was scared and he nodded to her that he was understanding her
command.So he ran to take his unconscious friend outside in the rain.
She shooked the blade on the air to get rid of the blood and the leather
was back again.She sat on the table calmly.Behind the bar an other man
around her age approached her...
" Hey Brandon!"she greeted him.But this time with a big emotion.It was
coming from her heart..
"Welcome back Asther"..
This story is (and will be) made with the precious help from my best friend Pein Must Kill He wrote the prologue because he knows how to make the perfect one Next time it'll be my trun;p Thank you my dear friend and people here on the forums We hope that you'll enjoy our story Prologue:'The meeting'
The rain was falling torrential upon the windows of the the small inn.
It was hitting with great power on the windows giving the impression
as one hundred horses were outside.But no one was wandering in the streets
because of the rain and also it was already really late.
Only a feminine silhouette was moving slowly in the middle
of the road of this silent district of Dormol. She went into the inn
with moves that seemed it wasn't raining at all.She walked through
he almost empty parol and took off her traveling cape.She put it on the
hanger next to the fire to get dried
She sat on a table next to the fire place and stared to look around
the room.Only one table was taken from two men dressed in black and also
she couldn't see their faces clearly from the trembled fire of the
candles.In the bar only a half-asleep bar tenter was clearing a glass
with a white cloth.In other words the room was very silent.
The young girl shooked her brown-blonde hair and sighed silently.
She was very tired from the rest of the day and now all her body parts
were in pain.Without second thought she touched the handle of the big
sword which was laying next to her.By touching it she was feeling better.
Only its presence there was making her to feel secure. After sometime
a waiter came near her to take an order.When she told him what she wanted
he left with steps that were losing from the strong sound of the rain that
was getting harder outside.The strong wind was stared to hit the shutters
with great force.The young waiter came back quickly to close the windows.
The girl without giving importance to him she took off some papers
to study,giving all her might.Not much time passed she realized with only
a little glance that someone approaching her table.She lifted her face
thinking that her food was coming.
But in front of her the two men that were sitting to the other table
appeared.Their faces were dirty and as they were smiling with awry mouths
she could see at least three black teeth to each one 'Powerless demons..
they are so stupid',she thought but she didn't want to make a fuss.
They were stink like alcohol giving the impression that they haven't taken
a bath for weeks.The one of them approached the girl stagger at her.He was
very drunk.
"Hey missy it's cold tonight.My partner and I feeling lonely.Would you
like to warm our bed?". The other one was laughing like a stupid.
She just ignored them.The alcohol had blinded them otherwise they would
have seen the big blade next to her and they wouldn't teasing her.But her
silence was bothering them.
"You're not listening girl ?Or you want us to make you listen?"With
these words they took out their knives that from their belts.
But the girl again ignored them as she was looking at them with eyes
like ice.The men shouted something and attacked her aiming for her head.
By the time that the knives came in touch with her skin they
shattered into million pieces."Huh?! Very bad quality" she thought.
She made her move.before they surprise was disappearing from their
faces she jumped on the table with her sword on her hand .
The leathers that were covering the blade were off by themselves and
now the only one that was glowing in the spooky light was that red
blade of hers.
She kicked the one on the chest sending him with power and force upon
a table unconscious.After she through the other one in no time on her
knees and the sword was a bit stabbed to his neck.Big blood drops were on
the sword now....
"Get the hell out of here and make sure that I won't see you ever
again in front of me" she commanded as she was constricted her sword.
Her voice was cold and harsh.
The man was scared and he nodded to her that he was understanding her
command.So he ran to take his unconscious friend outside in the rain.
She shooked the blade on the air to get rid of the blood and the leather
was back again.She sat on the table calmly.Behind the bar an other man
around her age approached her...
" Hey Brandon!"she greeted him.But this time with a big emotion.It was
coming from her heart..
"Welcome back Asther"..
