Seraph Wings ~ Chris Sipple
Last Updated: 05/19/10 Prologue
Haven stood his ground in defense against the opponent lunging toward him at high speeds. Each swing of their swords echoed in the backdrop of the village that was burning to the ground. The heat from the flames made Haven's vision blur but he did his best to stand toe to toe with his assailant, wishing with each passing moment that he didn't have to fight the one he loved. The two dashed across stone and dirt as the flames choked the sunlight from the sky. He could feel evil in the air as it coursed through her blood and mind. Across her skin the darkness enveloped every inch of her body all the way to the green glow from her eyes. He knew something had bewitched her sense with this insatiable blood-lust of power and death that plagued her down to the soul, but he could feel her trying to fight it. With each block of his sword he could feel her struggling inside to escape the vicious energies that held her tight. He jumped back and unfolded his wings as a sign of warning but it did not phase her as she flew across the ground to strike his blade. Her wings of fire blended into the backdrop that she wrought. "Tyra!" he called out to her. "Do not do this! Do not be lost to the darkness that seeks to consume you!" As the two locked in a standstill he could see her eyes sync back to the majestic blue they once were. "I cannot stop it from taking my soul. It's too strong for me to fight." He pushed his weight forward. "Nonsense, you are plenty strong enough to fight this corruption!" She gave a faint smile. "Please, you must strike me down. It is the only way to stop it from wreaking havoc to more people." Haven was in shock from her words. "You know I cannot kill you, we are forbidden to kill our own kind!" "You have to, Haven!" she lashed out. "You have to end my life to save those you are still alive." He forced his eyes shit as streams of tears ran down his face. "I do not want to kill you, Tyra!" Through the heat and pain around him he felt a cold touch to his face. He opened his eyes and could see Tyra's hand against his cheek caressing him. The darkness around her hand retreated to show her skin a pale white from the evil feeding on her body. She gave a faint smile as she held him at bay with just a single hand on her sword. "I forgive you for what has to be done..." she whispered to him. Suddenly the darkness around her arm shot up to her fingertips as her eyes faded back to the corrupted green once again. The smile Haven saw was replaced by a dark grimace as her hand recoiled forcefully around his neck. Anger brewed within Haven. The one he cared for was taken again back into the shadows in front of him yet he was powerless to stop it. He pushed her arm up breaking her grip and moved on the offensive. His blade clashed against hers as he reclaimed the ground he lost. Tears flowed from his eyes as he did his best to end his lover's life, but with every opening that presented itself it was quickly closed and counterattacked. In the mist of the ashes his aggressor pulled herself back in a stagger. In one swift motion she

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