Heaven
"Alright, shall we?" Avani asked, motioning towards the exit. Luka nodded before he led the way. It was not at all difficult to get from the bar to Luka's beginner's apartment. Just around the corner and down the street for a couple of blocks and they would be there. "I-uh...I died abruptly as well. I had just gotten married, but I was young. I didn't want to do the things that he wanted to do and I guess that was worth taking someone's life for."
They weaved through the still crowded streets, walking side by side. I don't even really know how I died. I was walking and it was pretty late. No one was on the streets and it was silent. I accidentally dropped my wallet at the crosswalk. When I went back to get it...everything was really bright for a second. And then it was black. I didn't feel anything, so I guess, it was instant. Luka swallowed harshly. It hurt to talk about it, but miraculously he felt better that he finally said something about it. His stomach still churned, but his shoulders felt a little lighter. He smiled. I suppose I should be thankful that that's how I died.
Avani listened intently to Luka. The boy, now permanently silent, still resonated loudly in her. She felt for Luka; for he was not much older than herself when she had been murdered. Follow me, it's this building up ahead.
Luka took the steps leading up to the building two at a time. The creaky, wooden steps wound around tightly up to the second and then the third story to where Luka's apartment resided. Room 211, it read in rusted metal numbers. He hadn't even cared to lock the door when he first left the apartment, there was nothing to steal.
He opened the door and welcomed Avani inside. Just like he had predicted, nothing had been touched. The kitchen sink still dripped, its sounds somehow louder now. Metal pipes could be heard above their heads in the ceiling, working in the only way that they could; terribly. Welcome, to this massive shithole. Luka gestured lazily around him before he walked over to his bed where the guide sat patiently waiting to be opened. This guide, unlike the ones in Hell, was completely new. The ink still smelt fresh in the pages. So, they go more into detail about my capabilities in the back, right?
Avani switched her attention from her surroundings to the boy sitting on the small, lousy bed. She walked over and sat down beside him. Yeah, it should be there. They usually list all of the things you need to know. It would be in your best interest if you study up a little. Sometimes survival is more than how well you can fight. Luka nodded before flipping to the few pages in the back of the guide before finally reading.
Now that you have taken the time to learn about Heaven and how it works you can finally read about your sacrifice got you in exchange for your new abilities and/or weapons.
Before entering Heaven, you were given the choice to sacrifice anything in exchange for a weapon or special ability to help in your survival. As you know, the more significant the sacrifice was to your life, the greater the weapon. You, Luka James Burdette, sacrificed your voice. On Earth, your greatest aspiration was to be a musician. Your voice was what grounded you, what allowed you to escape. Music was what your life revolved around, and you gave up the capability to make it.
Your sacrifice, large and difficult, has given you telepathic powers as well as the ability to manipulate what your opponent can see and hear. Essentially, you are able to give your enemy hallucinations that work to your benefit. You can control what these people see or they can take their own shape depending on how strong the targetted person's aura is.
This method of attack can be incredibly beneficial to you as well as any hunting partner you may have at the Border. However, this power can also be used for any situation, not just bad ones.
The bracelet on your wrist holds your power. If you are killed, this is what your enemy will take in exchange for money and new powers. All other angels and demons have an item like yours, just in different forms.
Luka cleared his throat a little bit. Clearly, I have telepathy, but I can also manipulate sound and vision. Luka shrugged. He was thankful that he was given something useful. He just didn't quite know how he could control it just yet. He figured that it was just a matter of time, though.
"That will help you out a lot on the battlefield! Actually, it could help us all out." Avani smiled widely before giving the boy and light pat on the shoulder. "Are you ready to go try it out?" She asked eagerly.
Luka smiled at her enthusiasm before he nodded. They both left the building in a rush of nerves and readiness. Off to the practice arena!
Hell
"I actually can't hold alcohol well, so, I just assume that I don't." Nancy put her palm over the rim of the glass. "Thank you for the offer, though. She smiled warmly at Axle. H-how long have you been in Hell?" Nancy asked, trying to make small talk. Although, Axle didn't seem like the type to enjoy that kind of talk.
Xander gave a breathy laugh and then began to sign. I don't know them at all. But, I don't know anyone else. Xander shrugged. Besides, if I tried hard enough, I'm sure I could annoy the bartender enough for him to kill literally six people simultaneously.
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