[imanasset]

Hell

Xander nodded, a small, reassuring smile playing upon his lips. "It's safe, I promise. I won't put you in harm's way when we are off the battlefield." He signed before patting the leather seat behind him.

Despite his overwhelming confidence, he was still an anxiety-ridden little boy in the presence of this girl. He had never witnessed such beauty in the depths of this tragic and evil world. If that wasn't enough to overwhelm the foolish child that still resided within him, then he didn't know what would. Though, it was still quite exciting...to feel something other than resentment.

Olivia bit her lip in consideration. She was definitely not used to vehicles without...well, without wheels. The whole ordeal seemed sketchy, but the look on Xander's face was sincere. The girl gave a curt nod before hopping onto the back of the hoverbike. Her hands circled tightly around the other demon's waist, gripping the thick fabric of his coat.

Xander grinned before kicking his feet up and peeling out of the alleyway. The familiar, hellish air grazed past their faces, biting the skin with a chill. Devoid of any lunar radiance, the two buzzed under only the faint light of the stars and the glow of orange streetlamps. Pebbles rumbled their way into places between cobbled stone as they passed by. The streets were unusually vacant and silent. Xander's hair floated ungracefully around his face, blocking his vision, but not enough to cause any damage.

At the speeds in which they progressed, it was no surprise that their destination already lay before them. He pulled into another alley across from the arena. He turned the bike off and slid off, holding his hand out for Olivia to take. "We're here."

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As Axle and Nancy rode through the air, she couldn't help but feel completely liberating. A life imprisoned could small things like going out for a walk seem like a million dollars, but this feeling was not derived from the absence of freedom. No, this came from something else. This was something completely new, but somehow familiar.

They maneuvered through the decrepit buildings, weaving creative webs on the air. Goosebumps arose on top of her pale skin. She shivered in delight as the sounds of the city sunk behind her. Sure, she was in Hell, but this felt better than anything she had ever experienced before.

Nancy felt different. Not only was she letting a man stand less than one foot away from her, but he had his arms around her waist. On a normal day, even a platonic gesture like this would send her off, but this seemed okay. She felt no threat. Maybe it was his charm or perhaps they had a mutual, unspoken disregard for the other. It didn't matter. Though, it was an interesting observation.

Upon landing, Nancy leaned forward a bit, trying to maintain her balance before hopping off. Her eyes traced the building in front of them. It looked horrible, but she still found herself beaming at the sight of it. "This...this is amazing." She turned around in disbelief,"[I]That[I] was amazing!" She gestured to the board before she giggled to herself. "Oh, and trust me, I know the art of murder. Perhaps, not when supernatural powers are involved, but I don't hesitate." She turned back around to the arena, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Heaven

Avani looked to Katarina. She sure knew how to manipulate. Her speech, albeit completely true, was a clever scheme to knock the boys out of their daydreams. They had to realize that this was real, that this is what they had to do. Kat knew exactly how to convince them. She smiled to herself as the two angels begrudgingly began their battle.

Luka's illusions only seemed to work briefly before Sage ran forward and tackled him down. Luckily, the other boy hadn't quite pinned him down. Luka scrambled to his feet and ran away from Sage. How could he trick him? How else could he use his powers to his advantage?

Thick fog still surrounded the two, offering Luka a chance to gather his wits. Think. Think. There had to be a way that he could distract him enough to gain the upper hand. Well, he already slightly had the upper hand, but Sage had the willpower. The way he had come after Luka was enough to send shivers across his body. He was hungry and in some circumstances, hunger won.

But, what if his prey became more difficult to pinpoint? The angel smiled devilishly to himself as he began to speak telepathically. "Sage, where am I?" It echoed around the other boy, like screams in an echo chamber. The fog became ever so thick as Luka seemingly traveled through it. Appearing before Sage before vanishing into the soft clouds again. "Can you find me?" He spoke from behind him.