With ChaNoWriMo having been moved to January and my sudden inspiration to write, I've decided to give this challenge a try. Here's the first installment of my story, and I hope you enjoy it as we go along. Chapter One Two planets of the same size rotated around a giant sun , in different orbits, but they seemed to be always opposite each other. Neither world ever saw the sun, for one was too cloudy and the other had ash-filled skies. They both seemed to be created exactly opposite one another, and that might have been on purpose, for their inhabitants could not be any more different from one another. The blue planet that crackled with a lightning-like energy hosted a people that called themselves Angels. First there was their creator, whom they called Angelus, that was essentially their God and All-Father. From Order and the energies of the planet known as Vehn, he breathed life into new beings as his direct followers, calling them the Order Angels. Sometimes the souls of the dead would come to Vehn to rest, and those Angelus called the Lesser Angels. The red planet that blazed with fire was home to a people that called themselves Demons. Their creator was called Daemonem, their God and All-Father, whom breathed life into his direct followers from Chaos and the energies of the planet known as Vehl. These were the Chaos Demons, and the souls of the dead that came to rest here were the Lesser Demons. They were both treated differently from one another, the full Demons and Angels seen as more powerful than the Lessers. The similarities between the planets were like an interesting duality. Both had All-Fathers, both had their own factions of Demons and Angels. The Chaos Demons were sorted into two groups, one with the namesake of their people and the other being Demon Lords. The Order Angels were the same, having those with their namesake and those called the Archangels. The Lessers of both were knights and pages of their respective planets, defending their realm or spreading the word of their Gods amongst other realms respectively. But being so named, they soon found themselves as fighting forces, neither greater than the other and ultimately no winners of any wars. Sometimes there would be calm between them, but it seemed to only be for recuperation in wait of the next attack. Sometimes the Angels started the battle and sometimes the Demons started the battle, but whichever side had started the fighting was lost in time, perhaps alluding to the fact that both had started fighting at the same time. In the times of recuperation, both Gods breathed life into new followers and collected the souls of the dead. Angelus created the Order Angels with blue eyes, white wings, and the powers of Lightning and Light. Daemonem created the Chaos Demons with red eyes, black wings, and the powers of Fire and Darkness. Both looked human, both had pale skin, and both could have any hair color – though it was more likely for the Angels to have lighter hair and the Demons to have darker hair. Vehn had blue skies, with just enough cloud cover to barely see the sun. Their planet boasted wide mountain ranges, beautiful flowing rivers and solid white rock that often looked like clouds from a distance. At the entrance gates of Vehn, there were silver gates and Angelus, who waited outside and judged the souls of the dead. In Vehl, there were red skies, with enough ash in the air to keep the sun from shining on them. They boasted many volcanoes, molten lava rivers, and obsidian floors as black as space itself. The gates of Vehl were also silver, Daemonem waiting outside to judge the souls of the dead that came there to rest. The souls of the dead were naive to this fact, thinking both men to simply be the Gatekeepers of either realm. What nearly everyone on either planet was naive to was the gates that lead to their realms from another world. Sometimes the Gods would send their children to that world for enlightenment, but whomever left their humble homes did not often come back. The gates led to the same place, a world called Terrater, where peace was known to all and greed was slim to none. There is the only place where the Angels and Demons would not war with each other, and would instead have bitter resent for each other, for there were laws in place on Terrater that if they brought ill-will towards the planet, they would never be allowed to come back to the beautiful sanctuary. It was a period of recuperation, for the last fight had again taken its toll again. The Gods created new followers, each breathing life into new souls for their ongoing war. What the followers of Angelus and Daemonem didn't know was that the Gods did not want to fight one another, for they were brothers, just with different powers of creation. That is why they both sometimes sent their creations to Terrater, in hopes that any souls with the right mentalities would learn the lessons they both wanted of their creations – to live together in peace and harmony at last. But peace and harmony was not in the hearts of many of their followers, and some often could not tell what the differences really were between the Angels and Demons. Peace and harmony certainly seemed to be absent from the heart of one of Daemonem's creations, whom was formed to be as what was considered as a male of their species. The traits of the Chaos Demon showed through, glowing red eyes peering from beneath short locks of black hair. The pale figure was given a black coat with red trim and the symbol of a pentagram on his back, and Daemonem gave him the name Sebastian. As was tradition in Vehl, when new souls were created they were often put under the study of the older souls. As a new Chaos Demon, Sebastian was put under the command of a Demon Lord, he who was called Destro. This Demon Lord was insane with his power, the greed in his heart overwhelming, but he kept this well hidden from all eyes – except for Daemonem. Nonetheless, Daemonem placed Sebastian under the command of Destro, in hopes that he would learn how fruitless it was being evil. Instead, Sebastian relished in the lessons he was taught by his Lord, training with him to slay those who were 'unworthy of Daemonem'. Little did Sebastian know that one fateful day his perspective would shift, and he would become a very different man indeed. Destro grew mad with power, enough to try to access all of it at once, to demonstrate what 'true' power was. His eyes lit up like the fires that claimed his soul, his teeth changing to rows of sharp fangs and his black feathery wings spreading outwards – as if to encompass the very world around him. But the creations of Angelus and Daemonem were not perfect in their design. They could not access all of their power at once, for it was too much for either Angel or Demon to handle. As Destro grew in power, flames left his body and leaped towards the land, his cackling madness consuming him. But then the fire started to come back to him, and Destro let out a great scream as his own fire consumed him, and he exploded and shattered into the very ash that covered the skies. Sebastian had been called to Daemonem beforehand, though the God was originally unclear of his intentions. From afar, the Chaos Demon watched his Master succumb to his power, the devastation caused by his lust for power imprinting itself forever on his mind. Though many of the teachings of Destro stuck with him, Sebastian now had rules of his own, for greed was insanity and to be truly evil was folly. Daemonem smiled upon his creation, setting him forth upon Vehl to find a new calling for himself, perhaps under another Demon Lord who did not lust for power. Unfortunately, the quota for souls created had filled before their time again, and another war surfaced between Vehn and Vehl. Though Daemonem was initially reluctant to send Sebastian into the war to help his allies, he ultimately decided that his creation had learned its lesson. The God sent him to the battlefield between the space of Vehn and Vehl, the only place where the sun shone on both Angel and Demon. For the still new Chaos Demon, it was an exquisite sight to behold, the blazing yellow star that sat between both worlds, but never shone on them except in war. Looking back, he saw what Vehl really was, a planet that seemed to seethe in pure fire. The energy reached out towards the sun and out into the space behind it, as if to try to touch the space around it and the other orbs of blazing fire. The largest flame spread upwards towards the sun, and as Sebastian moved, he saw the other sight that it seemed to be pointing to. The blue planet rested upwards from the sun, diagonally from its opposite, orbiting in tandem with it as it twisted and turned around their shared sun. Vehn looked to be breathed in a blue lightning, one that sparked out in all directions like its counterpart, to touch everything around it and in between. The largest sparks were leaping in the direction of Vehl, as if to try to touch the fires that spread towards it in kind. It was as if the planets themselves longed to touch each other, but were always just out of reach of being able to do so. Sebastian did not have much more time to admire the scenery, for the legions of Vehn that had come to fight were swiftly approaching. The Demon Lords and Archangels on the battlefield both lead their charges behind them, the Chaos Demons and Order Angels coming swiftly together. For a short time, Sebastian was able to admire and relish the battle around him, still enjoying the pain of his enemies, but not letting it consume him as it did his former Master. An Order Angel swiftly approached his position, a beautiful woman with white wings, a halo and eyes breathed in blue lighting. The same blue appeared in arcane markings dotted around her body, her long blonde hair flowing as if wind were pushing it backward, even though there was no air in space. He let his power take him as well, his teeth sharpening and his eyes becoming pure fire, his hands becoming like shadowy claws and horns sprouting from his head. He almost lost himself then, his fire blasts becoming more supercharged as he fought his foe. But the woman overcame him in the last moment, her power greater than his, though they seemed to be on the same level of hierarchy – he a Chaos Demon, she an Order Angel. Surprisingly she stopped, stilling her angelic powers to become her regular self as his power left him, as if to equal herself to his new, diminished level. “Chaos Demon,” she said accusingly, her tone stern. “You have fought admirably, but I have beaten you. The reason I have spared you my wrath is because I have seen your true alignment.” She left off there for a few moments, looking over at the rest of the ensuing battle, and used her powers of teleportation to bring the both of them somewhere else. The angelic nature of the transfer surprisingly did not harm him, but he was still angry at his foe. “Why have you spared me, woman?” he bit out, his dark tones belying malevolence. “We are enemies! I would have slain you had I gained the upper hand!” “I don't believe you would have,” she replied. “I am known as Justice, a name gifted to me by my creator. I was blind with rage at your people, but then I took a good look at you during our battle. I saw you with True-Seeing, and I have seen that there is still a spark of light within your darkness.” “I suppose I've no choice but to exchange pleasantries,” replied Sebastian, less better but no less dark. “I am called Sebastian, but I do not know of what you speak. I am evil, for there is not but a light in my darkness, not a wink. If you speak of my views towards power, my former Master taught me that it was worthless to seek power and greed. That does not make me any less likely to slice you down where you stand because you are my enemy!” “My eyes do not deceive me, Sebastian,” replied Justice, “Nor would you be deceived as such if you took a look at yourself. But if you are so convinced you are evil, I shall not continue to argue otherwise. I have spared your life and wish you to return for me but one favour.” “Unfortunately for me, I was taught the values of honor,” he spat at her. “I will do this task for you and nothing else, for I owe my enemies nothing.” “All I ask,” replied Justice, after giving a glimpse of being amused for a few moments, “Is that you bespeak your creator. Show him with your True Seeing what I have told you. It is there you will begin the true path of your destiny.” With that said, Justice faded away into white ash, indicating she had teleported away again. Sebastian growled and used the last of his power to teleport himself back to his domain, his body dissolving into the black ash of Chaos Demons, only to reappear fully-formed in his home. It is there where he rested, letting the fires of Vehl wash over his body and recuperate him. It took several days, but when he was up again Sebastian bee-lined towards Daemonem's chamber. The God met him with a smile, and being all-knowing of his creations, could see the troubled mind before him. The man floated from his mediation mat on his throne down to the ground, his feet touching the floor with no sound. The dark-haired man looked at Sebastian with warm, red eyes, a smile spread across his lips. “What has brought you here, my child?” said Daemonem, his voice dark but pleasant. “I can see that you are troubled by something. Tell me, what did you see on that battlefield that has you caught up in your own thoughts? Show me with your True Sight, Sebastian, and I will judge this memory.” Sebastian's eyes burned as he focused on the memory, pushing it outwards from his person towards Daemonem. The battle with Justice was replayed with every blow and scratch, with Sebastian's fall and Justice fading to her regular self without power. It showed how he was whisked away, how he had spoken to her and what she had said to him, a particular focus being put onto the light she mentioned to him. As the vision ended, it recounted what she asked of him, and he faded back to normal when the memory ended. “It seems this Justice has imparted a great wisdom upon you,” said Daemonem, his smirk turning into a full-blown smile with fanged teeth. “You have learned a valuable lesson from not only her, but your former Master's actions. I urge you to think on these lessons, for they will shape you into a new person, and perhaps you will one day see what she saw in you. But for now, I will keep you here, for there is another purpose you have yet to fulfill.” “Anything for you, All-Father,” said Sebastian, kneeling before the God with humility. “Please, help lead me towards better enlightenment. What is my purpose, what is my destiny? Why did this Angel show me mercy, if not just to bring me torment?” “All in good time, my child,” replied Daemonem, in the typical cryptic ways of the Gods. “One day you will be shown the enlightenment I have always wished to impart upon my creations. You are yet to be formed in the ways that I wish you to be. The only way to give you the enlightenment you truly seek is for you to learn from another.” “Am I to be assigned to another Demon Lord, All-Father?” asked Sebastian, albeit reluctantly and bitterly. “I would not wish another Destro to impart their thoughts on me. But if that is what you wish of me-” “You misunderstand my intentions, Sebastian,” said the God. “I do not mean for you to learn from another Demon Lord. I wish for you to learn from a pupil.” Sebastian's eyes grew wide at this, his mouth opening slightly and closing in quick succession. Daemonem smiled at Sebastian and touched his shoulder, at which he felt his power grow significantly. For a moment, he outstretched his feathery black wings as if to encompass the room around them, but they quickly shrunk back to a more reasonable size. The fire in his eyes burned brighter for a second before it faded away, and his new wings folded by his side. He fell to his knees again before his God, bowing his head as if being unworthy. “You have honored me, All-Father,” said Sebastian. “I do not have enough words to thank you properly for this great privilege you have given me.” “You have earned it, my child,” replied Daemonem. “I will make for you a pupil as soon as I can. For now, you may rest upon your new powers and think on the lessons you have learned. Now go, and make me proud that I have given you this honor.” Sebastian rose from his place, bowing before Daemonem before leaving. He left to his chambers to lay down again, only to stare at the ceiling of the cave that was his home. Somehow, he had learned the lessons needed of him to become a Demon Lord under Daemonem, but he had no idea what it was that he had learned. He did not know what to think of, so he quickly fell into a deep slumber to let his body get used to the new power surge that was coursing through his veins. During his slumber he had several dreams, each more cryptic than the last. The memory of the battle flashed before his mind, the conflict with Justice replaying itself second by second, over and over again. Her words played through his mind, with visions of a small light shining in a dark cave, which he felt far away from but still close to at the same time. Another dream, this time of a person with crimson hair that smiled and laughed at him. She spent much time with him, but eventually left to another place, only coming to visit rarely, for she had found a secret. He yearned to learn this secret, wanting to grasp it in his hands as he reached out towards her before she faded away. The last vision was of a large planet with four suns and four moons. There were strange creatures rampant all over, flashes of green, silver, blue and pink flashing before his mind in a blur of several people. Silver eyes stared at Sebastian from an unending darkness until he saw the light again. It came closer to him, forming into a white shape that he had never seen in his entire life, looking white like the clouds of Vehn were rumoured to be. It had six sides and a beautiful pattern, and it seemed so unique from everything else that it would almost bring a person to tears, even someone like him. The visions faded as he plunged again into darkness, and that was the last thing he knew.