We’re the light, we’re the dark, and we are the infinite shades of gray in between

          

   

              It was a full moon night over the forest, bathing everything in a silver blue light. However, the forest was void of the sounds of the night. That's because something was awakening. In the center of the forest stood three demons. Though they looked fearsome with the bones of their victims adorning them, their twisted bodies, and frightening lack of compassion, they were struck with fear. It happened so fast that the demon closest to the mausoleum didn't even feel his arm be severed from his body. But there it lay before him in front of the mausoleum. The mausoleum stood like a great divine force. Inside, the mausoleum were three statues, one girl and two boys. All three appeared fifteen and were, even as statues, very striking in appearance. But within the statues, auras were awakening, sensing the demonic auras outside.                                        

           Demons...they thought. The face of the one boy began to crack, revealing an eye with a red iris and diamond shaped pupil. SLASH!!!! Fast as a whip, though unseen to mortal eyes, the aura from the boy's statue slashed one of the demon's right down the middle. The other demons stood in shock and fear as the blood of the slain demon gushed out in a violent burst. The other boy's statue and the statue of the girl followed: their cracking statues revealing the other boy's bright green eyes and the girl's ocean blue eyes.          

          SLASH!!!! SLASH!!!! The remaining demons fell like their comrade as the auras of the boy and girl lashed out at them.  Near the treetops some distance away from the brutal sight, an angel was in midair. He was late twenties in appearance, with wavy, light yellow hair and dressed in a white robe and pants with golden trim. A gold cross band around the collar of his robe shone strikingly in the moonlight.

     "That aura," he said.  The time had come.  So...you've finally awoken, Angels of Death.