Requiem Of a Demon

22:02/10:02 PM, Friday 11th of November

There was a chill in the air on Tokyo, every where except for one street, a mere block away from the AFW Friction complex, there was a blazing heat coming off a apartment complex, the sky was lit up in an orange tint, and the sky looked so beautiful, with stars circling around the great orange blaze, a crowd had gathered, not to far away, as fire engines could be heard in the distance, the building was coming down, and the fires were devouring the remnants of a past life, a life that held no meaning anymore, the past was the past, and that had been thrown away, and the flames were left to clean up the mess.

Not to far away, in the parking lot, there was another fire, that was tearing through and eating up a black car, a Chevrolet Impala, 1967, it was as if fire was devouring everything of the life that had once belonged to the demon, amidst the crowd stood the former demon herself, dressed in all black, black coat that replaced her old one, her hair was still red, but not put up in pig tails, it hung loose and long, black pants and a black shirt, as she watched the flames dance and trickle their way throughout the apartment building, as it was devouring her past life, around her she could hear the whispering and mumblings of the people in the crowd, she turned around and left, walking of away from the persona of the demon for ever, and leaving her past life.

She walked up until a figure appeared before her, the vision of her mother, who looked sorrowful, but the former demon just kept walking right through it, never stopping or paying heed to what she saw, the vision of her sworn sister Cerbera, she shook her head and just kept walking, the image of her teacher Sindel, she turned her gaze and continued onwards, the form of her best friend, her first friend, the one that showed her what was important in life, and gave her that joy and happiness that she had always wanted, Alessa her form made her stop as she watched for but a moment, before she took her own hand and moved it into her coat pocket, pulling out a letter and a picture, she held them out to the image and smiled, before her other hand went into the other pocket and pulled out a lighter.

" Thank you...and....goodbye" The little demon said as she lit the lighter and set the flame to devour the letter and picture, as she let them fall before the vision of the most important person in the world to her, before she continued onwards and passing though the image of her friend, " requiescat en pace, lei piccola demone" she spoke as she then walked on and disappeared into the night.

The picture and letter burned on the ground, slowly the flames engulfed the last parts of the demon, the picture and imaged of Alessa and her, taken at a time when life was at it's fullest and joy just kept filling the demons heart, and the letter that was adressed: To Alessa Mason, my best and truest friend.....may we meet again in another life...