They were fighting. She could tell that, even as she slept. They were fighting, and they had spectators. Spectators that were blinded in fright. She fell out of bed, pulling on black slacks, her socks, black boots, a black t shirt, and her sword and sheath over her shoulder. Having been completely unmoving in her sleep, her brown ponytail was still intact. Brown eyes closed, and opened blue gray and vacant. The air rippled as she shifted to the realm she felt the emotions from.

There was nothing on the color rippling plane that suggested good things. There was a blue dome over fighting figures. As she dripped to her knees and arms, she noticed the floor of the place was black. Outside of the dome was a kaleidescope of orange, purple, red, blue, green and pink. It was a box of color with a black floor. The spectators around the dome hadn't noticed her yet. Pulling herself off the ground, she ran to the dome itself and peered inside past the the blue shade of the force field. Two figures were fighting. In an instant she had recognized them. It was her friends Shade and Sin. In the human realm, they had been close. They had dated, until something split them apart. The fury that had seared around her had almost killed her while they adjusted to a new life.

“How long have they been at it?” she asked, her now brown eyes still on the figures inside the dome.

“Not even 10 minutes.” said a voice beside her. She knew it to be that of Julian, a friend who had originally brought her to meet the people around her. Behind the glasses, his hazel-brown eyes had a scared look to them and his pupils were overly large. Simply, he wore black. His boots were leather, and his jeans were still strong in color. He also wore a simple black t shirt. His massive Sword of Chaos was just barely visible in it's sheath over his shoulder. She turned to him, the fear radiating off him giving her a picture of what he looked like before she saw him. She turned around to see the others who hovered in their fright.

Face pressed against the dome, sweat running down her face, stood Raevynn. She muttered something frantically as she peered inside. If you listened closely, you could hear the frantic “Big Brother” whispered under her breath. In the human realm, She and Shade were close friends. Close enough to be almost siblings, and they treated each other as such. Her black-violet robes hung off her, and her brown hair covered the hood. Her form changing staff lay beside her on the ground. Called the Black Princess or Kuroi Hime, it was her base weapon. Her nose pressed against the dome, she began shaking as her tried harder and harder to make her voice heard by the tall blonde youth and the brunette he was fighting against.

“Stop it Raevynn. Please stop..” another voice asked. The owner of it was a stocky blue robed girl who was close to tears. Her RPG laying beside her, forgotten on the ground, her swimming blue eyes alighted on the newcomer in black. “Glad you could make it.” The newcomer nodded to Amon, who threw an arm around Raevynn as the mage began to beat against the unyielding forcefield in despair.

“Theres no way we can get in.” A tall blonde said glumly.

“Thanatos...” sighed the newcomer. He shrugged. He was dressed as she and Julian were in a simple black outfit, the only difference being the spray pattern of dots that thinned out on his shirt as it reached his waist. Gently, as he always was, he pulled the newcomer across the shoulders and towards him, holding her from behind. Closing her eyes, she could feel his apprehension at the situation the most as he rested his head on hers. He knew both the fighters, had seen them together and apart. The newcomer was only slightly soothed by his presence. She looked at the remaining figures, and the figures inside the dome.

“Noxie.” She asked, a red blonde girl looked at her. Her blue eyes dark in alarm, her pupils large, Noxie wore a green shirt and a pair of jeans. She had forgotten her weapon when she felt the emptiness of her best friend. “What did you sense to come here?”

“Sin.. shes... shes gone. I just felt this ominous feeling building in my skull. She snapped, and I felt it too. I followed it and then...” she paused. A shrill shriek and a feral roar split the air from inside the dome. The newcomer sank to her knees in pain with Thanatos holding her steady, and all others turned to the dome.  The fighters had wounded each other. The brunet wore a red and black outfit that covered her in a light plate amour. It glowed in a sinister red aura that surrounded the covering. Holding herself to the wall of the dome, you could see the places where she had wounds on her. Blood littered the floor and the walls. Both their own and their opponents blood covered their skins.

Sin's normally greenish hazel eyes were blank. They had no pupil in them. If they did,it was a very slim catslit. One hand held a cat's claw gauntlet. The claws were covered in blood. In her other hand, the red armor made the perfect protection against her opponent's blood as it dripped off her weapon. It was a whip, with a metal lash. On the end of the lash was a large blade that was sharpened at both sides. It was intricate in it's design, yet at the same time was sleek and quick in the air. Her brown hair fell to just below her shoulder line and as she snarled at him and lept into the air, the newcomer could see that Sin had indeed snapped. She couldn't hear the heartbeat of anyone anymore, only her fury, rage, and will for destruction held her now. Her will, to murder her opponent flashed threw the newcomer in a halfhearted glance, and the already hurting fighter was struck harder by the emotion.

The blonde youth whom she was fighting was tall, lithe and strong. His armor was a metallic gunmetal blue. Not as thin as Sin's, Shade's armor was heavier, but it moved just as well as Sin's did. Blood dripping from his cheek, he held two swords ready to slash again at the girl. The swords were covered in blood, and were made of steel, braced with another metal that was ice blue and covered in glowing blue runes. His blonde hair fell to just below his earlobes, and the darker roots shone past the platinum color he had tried to dye his hair. Without even looking, the newcomer knew that his face would be a mask of hatred. His lips would be raised in a feral snarl, and his eyes would be as Sin's were. Blank. Pupil less. If they had one, it was so slim in isolation that it was practically nonexistent.
Both of the fighters had demon eyes. The demons that they let out only in the worst of circumstances. Manic rage had taken control of their bodies, nothing would stop them until one, or both lay dead.

Outside, the distress was mounting. A redheaded girl watched the fighting while she wrung her hands in fear. Sepia wore bright green, like her eyes and tan pants. She too didn't have a weapon, but watched with wide eyes as her boyfriend flipped into the air, trying to skewer the enemy on his swords.

“Sepia.” spoke the girl, who was still on her knees. The most noticeable of them as an empath, the newcomer felt everything that went on inside. She had attuned her presences to that of her friends, and felt all the terror and fear from them, and the pain and emptiness from inside the dome. Rising haphazardly, the newcomer looked at the redhead.

“He cant help it now... You need to wait for him to remember. Don't hold this against them when they get out of this.”

“Kyia...” spoke Thanatos, helping her stand. The newcomer looked at him. You could still see where the wounds for the fighters had been on her. As the most attuned at the moment, she felt the pain with the participants. So much so that she actually gained the wounds temporarily as well. Welts covered her cheek in claw marks, and you her shirt was split at the side where Shade had been cut.

“Hmmm?” Kyia prompted him. He kissed her. Pulling her close as gently as he could, he tilted her chin and caught her lips with his. Tender and affectionate as he was in reality, Thanatos knew what she wanted to do, knew even if she stayed out of it she would be getting hurt, knew that if he didn't do this now, he never would. Breaking the moment quietly, she pulled back. Feeling the pain wash over her skin from him, she let her eyes flick to his.
Thank you... She thought to him. He heard her.

Kyia looked at the dome and touched it gently.

“I don't have enough power to get threw. Can I have a boost?” Closing her eyes as they channeled their power to her, Kyia blasted threw the field and into the dome.

Alarm sped threw the power giver's minds as they realized she hadn't been trying to break it down to stop them.

“What?!” yelled Julian in confusion.

“No!” yelled Raevynn, beating on the field again.

I promised.

It was the only reply they got from the girl who had broken threw the barrier.

Inside the dome, the energy shifted. Instead of the fear that had predominated before, it was just the fury, rage, will, and maniac strength. She shook it off and tore her sword off her back, throwing the sheath away to the corner. She ran at the fighters.

In a quick turn of events, Sin had Shade wrapped up in her whip, and was holding his sword at his throat. As she moved in for the killing blow, she was rammed from one side. Kyia bumped her out of the way, and grabbed Shade's sword as it dropped. Sin's whip dematerialized from holding Shade still when she was moved, but as she turned to watch Sin pick herself up, Shade grabbed and yanked back her wrists making her drop his sword. Holding her by the wrists, he used his regained weapon to wind her with the hilt. Dropping her as Sin flicked the bladed whip beside his ear, Shade lept up to attack as Kyia struggled to breath. Having taken a few breaths, she sat up suddenly, knowing the more she sat still the more likely one of the was going to get hurt. Her vision blacked out and she swayed, willing herself to stay conscious. Seeing things better and more in focus she watched Shade and Sin start fighting on the ground as well. Sin had caught his sword with her blade on the whip and was holding up his other sword with her gauntlet. As the power struggle continued, Kyia sped between them and pushed them apart. Two hands wrapped around her wrists and held. Shade spun her so her back was to him.

“You just don't learn, do you little interference?” his voice wasn't normal. It growled in a monotone in her ear.

“I think she should at least be an asset to us for this.” hissed Sin. A glance passed between them ,and they both bent to her throat, each biting with fangs that extended as they moved. She screamed. Neither of them were vampires at all, but everything needed blood and to keep them alive, this rage needed blood. The pain didn't dull as both of them took her blood at once. It was worse then having hot glass shoved threw her system. Her head lolled back on her shoulder as her vision faded. Shade had had enough, ripping her from Sin's teeth, he flung her into the wall. Throwing her sword at her, and a knife threw her to keep her pinned. Slumped over in such a pose, she took a quick assessment of her shape. It wasn't good, she had one last chance. She hadn't expected much as she pushed her way into the barrier. She knew she wasn't going to do well. She just had one goal. Now, she had one chance. Waiting for her strength to come back in this place that sapped it would be useless, so bit by bit, she eased the knife from her shoulder. Barley able to see, let alone stand, she pulled herself to her feet. Staggering,she looked forward, and she saw it.

Now she knew how it was going to end, and she knew how they were going to try it. Positioned at direct opposites, she could feel their lack of energy that bordered her own. This was the last chance.  They were rushing at each other, each intending to skewer the other. Time froze for a moment. They aimed their weapons at each other, Shade with one sword, Sin with the other. They felt their swords enter something, but the groan wasn't one that came to mind as their enemies voice. Pinned between them, having teleported to the place she needed to be, was Kyia. Two swords having entered her from different sides of her torso.  The blood ran down from her lips as she let her head fall back onto Shade's sword a little. The splash of blood that wasn't an enemy's blood washed threw their bodies in a wave, and slowly, the rage let them go. Blinking at themselves, and each other, they looked down. Choking slowly, Kyia sank down with them as they fell to their knees in front of and behind her. The dome feel apart, and within moments the others stood around them.

“You stupid idiot girl” whispered Shade, tears running from his eyes.

“You are stupid!” yelled Sin. “You're a stupid fucking WHORE!” she gulped as she screamed. Kyia just moaned with all the energy of a kitten as they pulled the swords from her body.

“I told you not to do this.” said Shade, his voice wobbling. “I told you I could handle it.” he cradled her upper torso on his lap.

“I promised. I promised Sepia I'd protect you. I wouldn't let you get hurt. I couldn't let either of you get hurt when you have people who love you this much.” Kyia indicated all the people standing and kneeling around her as she coughed up more blood. Thanatos took her hand, refusing to speak for the tears in his eyes. They all tried to take part of her hands, but with the lack of 6 arms, they settled for just touching her. She was fading fast, they could all see it.

“Sin, Shade, Sepia, Julian, Noxie, Thanatos, Amon, Raevynn.” She favored them with a contented smile, forcing her eyes to stay open so she could speak. “ Stay true to who you are, keep fighting that demon inside... because now you've seen what it does.” She choked again, and whatever the company held on her became squeezed tighter still. She couldn't feel it... “Don't ever... ever.. give up...” she sighed gently.

“You cant go. You cant go!” yelled Amon. Kyia grinned slightly.

“There are those that have the world at their feet, there are those that are destined to help, and once I promise, I promise. I die before it is broken. I kept it, for all of you.. I kept you alright. You're safe.. my time is over...just.. don't forget me?” she looked at them all threw veiled lids.

“Never...”

Her eyes closed, and quietly, simply, her breath died.

She was gone.