Prologue

A dark and stormy night as the clouds clashes together, the heavy ice molecules present inside the in depths of the heavy clouds rubbed and grazed along each other to produce an electric charge. The connection is made and the protons rush up to meet the electrons like two pieces of a puzzle, It is at that point that we see lightning and hear thunder. A bolt of lightning heats the air along its path causing it to expand rapidly. A Thunderous  sound caused by rapidly expanding air. In between the heavy weather and the sound of thunder, a woman’s scream was heard feeling agonizing pain; a lady giving birth to a child as she pushed from all the strength present in her body. A few moments later a baby’s cry was heard , like a new flowerbud taking birth, a child which is the shining light to every parent’s world.

A fallen Angel was born into this world on this dark night, being named ‘Amaya’ much like the scene when she stepped into this world. Kurumi and Kaito were a fallen Angel couple who just got newly married and had built a family but in this town, the three factions weren’t allies at least not yet. Both were well aware of the deeds they had done and chose to live in a secluded area, away from sight in order to protect Amaya. So she may not have to pay for their sinister work of slaughtering many Angel families but karma would hit them sooner or later.

15 years later……

A beautiful morning, the birds chirping, the waves of wind were calm and warm. A young fifteen year old girl who possessed beautiful jet black hair stood in the garden adorned with floral beauty, a mesmerizing aroma engulfed the area but with a sudden change in the wind a destructive feeling overpowered the aroma. Amaya while witnessing the beauty of the flowers around, heard the sound of blades piercing through the wind and clashing together, she was on her feet as she felt a tug on her dress. A woman with a sword through her heart being covered in the crimson red color of blood was her mother on the brink of death, her eyes went wide with a stream of tears going down her face, Kurumi firmly placed her hands upon her face and cupped her cheeks, she leaned in for one last whisper into her ear.

Kurumi : This is karma...Please run and avenge us my dear Amaya.

With one last smile her body went lifeless as her hand slides down her cheek and she fell onto the ground. Amaya in shock stared at her mother’s body while a constant stream of tears went down her face, she incapable of moving but as the sound of multiple footsteps approaching her. She gets herself together and took off, moving swiftly away from her mom and parents who were slaughtered by Angels as karma but her mother’s word bulging through her mind and she thought of nothing but vengeance. On this day, Amaya had decided to avenge her parents in the worst way possible even starting a war if need be. She was on a mission driven by hatred against Angels and began researching ancient witchcraft and dark spells, in order to create the ultimate weapon against the Angels. She went on the path of practicing sinister black magic for the sole purpose of destroying the entire Angelic realm.

Two years later prior to this day, far in Kuoh town which was a location in the human world a man’s scream in pain was echoing throughout the place, a female who possessed alluring blonde hair as her orchid purple irises gleamed like a gem in its den looking down upon the man who was lying beneath her feet in agonizing defeat. The beautiful woman who stood victorious was Kohaku, an Angel known for her skill in combat, who always attained victory in each battle she fought. Yet another man has challenged her abilities and got a humiliating defeat in return, she was known as a fierce warrior who injured many men who dared stand against her and doubted her ability to overpower them. The man covered in his own crimson red blood apologized while crying in pain, he was visibly sorry to have challenged. Kohaku meanwhile showed no sympathy and swiftly turned on her feet and walked away from the arrogant fallen warrior while uttering the following words.

Kohaku : This shall be a lesson for you not to underestimate me. Pathetic, tch…

Though in the collision every male she injured was treated by one human male who was born with a sacred gear which had the capability to heal any wound, no matter how fatal it may be. Yosu was the man who was responsible for healing each warrior wounded in battle and each man that challenged her, at this point he was used to healing man after man who was wounded by her though on the flipside he wished to see her in person as a secret admirer. He loved her fierce soul and how she doesn’t hesitate to shut down any who challenged her although her unsympathetic nature concerned him grievely but his kindness can fill her coldness and her fierceness can fill his sensitivity.

The same Angel with beautiful blonde hair had her entire dress engulfed in crimson red color while a trail of blood followed behind, crawling through the streets her vision was blurry, her body cold, her body about to give in. Kohaku has been severely wounded in a recent battle even though she was victorious and had slaughtered the entire fleet, she took a spear around her abdomen leaving her bleeding out and she only knew one man capable of healing such a wound. While her left hand was pressed against her abdomen to stop the bleeding to some extent and her right hand raised to knock on the door she stand in front. A male with orchid purple hair and sky blue eyes, Yosu opened the door before Kohaku lost consciousness and fell straight into his arms. This is when he saw the dream girl he had just heard of, the fierce blonde women who beat men after men is bleeding out in his arms through the usage of his sacred gear, he healed Kohaku just in time but this was just the beginning of their dynamic. From that day Yosu took care of Kohaku while she wasn’t able to help herself, looking after her every need both desired each others time and can’t spend time without the other around. He was the reason Kohaku showed a more soft and caring side to open up from the exterior she manifested, the two were deeply in love. At last confession of the two led to the birth of the dynamic couple, kindness and brutality. Light and darkness. They completed each other like Yin and Yang. After a year Yosu proposed to Kohaku and upon her acceptance the two got married to hope and build a beautiful family afterwards.

15 August, 2000

A young male was pouncing about the place outside a room, today was the day his first child was to take birth, the first child of Kohaku and Yosu. Unknown if it were a girl or boy, he still panicked as much because he wished everything to go smoothly and the wish to hold his child in his arms, a few moments later a baby's cry echoed throughout the place; the daughter of the two had finally taken birth. A warm smile stretching across their faces as the sparkling gaze was set upon the sight of the baby they held in their arms.

Yosu : What to name her? Kohaku.

Kohaku : I wish to name her Maho Michiko, an honest yet wise chil\d who will shine ever so bright.

Kohaku has a warm smile spreading across her face with a single tear falling down on the right side of her cheek. Their first child ‘Maho Michiko’ was born, an Angel-human hybrid who is to witness the most horrifying events in her childhood and through life.

3 YEARS PRIOR TO HER BIRTH

Michiko was now three years of age much like her name. She was known to be really wise in spite of her young age, always striving to learn. It was astounding how much knowledge she withholds but today on 23 June she was bouncing around the entire house filled with energy and excitement because on this day she were to have a sibling, she will not be the only child anymore; she would have someone she will spend her greatest memories with and someone she will protect as well as love. Though she wished to have a sister from her heart's deepest desire but wouldn’t mind having a brother either with Michiko impatiently waiting at the door for her parents to walk in with the sibling she hoped to have for such a long time. The handle pulled down as her azure blue eyes sparkling brighter than the sun while Kohaku and Yosu walked in holding another baby girl in their arms, the little baby had beautiful orchid purple irises much like her mother, Michiko stood on the tip of her toes gently sliding her index finger through to the small hands of the little baby who then giggled in sync with Michiko while Yosu placed his hand atop her head gently rubbing it.

Yosu : Michiko dear, I thought of her first name which is Suki because she is the Beloved one to us all now you wanna give her a name?

Michiko : Oh yes! Father. I would love to name her Himiko because it means ‘Sun Child’ and she will till eternity shine like a sun through all the darkness surrounding.

Michiko had the brightest smile upon her face as she gazed upon the baby sister she always wished for, the one she promised to not just protect but love no matter what life shows after. The two Angel-Hybrid daughters who may represent massive levels of power no one would imagine to have. Meanwhile this entire time Amaya the fallen Angel with the ever growing hatred towards the Angels had built a foster home though all the children present there were her test subjects, the weapons she planned to use in the future against the Angels. Just as Amaya came to learn about the two Angel-hybrid daughters, Michiko and Himiko. She schemed an assassination mission to slaughter their parents and take in the two as orphans but in reality just use them as weapons maybe her strongest yet. After three years, Michiko now six years old and Himiko being three years old were sitting upon the soft grass of the garden outside the aroma of the beautiful flowers engulfing the area  while Michiko was dictating a story book for her little sister, Himiko stared at her with sparkling eyes because they were near the end of the story and she was quite excited to learn what the end brings ,was it a happy one or a sad one but a ringing bell of the timer was heard because Michiko was also preparing cookies for the two while she ran inside to check on them; Himiko sat outside awaiting her arrival but with a sudden drift of air the atmosphere turned absolutely cold,all of a sudden darkness took over the surrounding. A heart wrenching feeling of fear was poisoning Michiko’s entire body as sweat was running across her entire body, she was shivering but stood frozen upon the sight of the blood wrenched body of her parents, while Yosu’s right arm had been cut off, Kohaku’s left had been cut off both raised there safe hands firmly placing it upon both of her cheeks. The two smiled with crimson red tears running down their faces both uttered one last sentence.

Kohaku and Yosu : We love you Michiko, please take care of Himiko.

With those last words they took their last breaths but the assassins didn’t stop there, they smashed their heads into complete mush of blood and flesh right in front of Michiko. Michiko stood there frozen with a continuous stream of tears going down her cheek, she wanted to scream and cry out loud but her body couldn’t move a muscle. She had gone senseless due to the horrific sight of the lifeless body of her parents being smashed into absolutely nothing but flesh and blood spilling out. She fell on her knees while her hand was placed upon her stomach and she threw up constantly crying all the meanwhile but because of her promise to her parents to always protect Himiko, she builds up the strength to get up on her feet and run away back to her sister while her tears never stopped. In a swift movement she grabs Himiko’s hand and ran as far as she could while her entire clothes were engulfed in the crimson red blood of her parents, Himiko repeatedly asked her the same question ‘What happened nee san?’ but she didn’t have the courage to tell her anything though later on, the two were taken in by Amaya into the same foster house to fulfill her plan to make them into weapons.

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