Arrows like rain. Scythe like Lightning.

Brothers scythe came flying into the arena, cutting across Araceli's chest as golden blood spattered me and the ground before her. She screamed into the air but as she did so a barrage of sisters arrows came raining down upon the entire battlefield- I dodged what arrows I could but one or two struck my wings as I watched Araceli be pirced from head to toe in my sisters arrows. Her screams echoed across the heavens as she pulled out arrow after arrow, then with eyes full of hate, she pointed at me and simply told her spirit-walker "Devour" In the next few seconds I was battling for my life against a beast as black as night and eyes as crimson as fire rubies. I fought until the next barrage came raining down on us and with a snap of my fingers I enchanted every arrow with the "Glories Phoenix" enchantment as white fire came blazing onto the arena.

I froze and watched the arrows past me by. Impaling themselves into the flesh and hide of Araceli and her beastly spirit-walker. When they were distracted I felt a hand grab my wrist and began pulling me away- when I looked I seen you brother, you had a mischievous grin but no matter how much you hid your emotions I remember the fear pooling in your cyan eyes.

With our weapons in hand, another barrage came raining down- the both of us ran to the arena's outer limits. You had refused to take out sisters arrows so instead you carried me as you flew to vary top of the arena's court where we met with sister before she released a larger barrage of golden arrows. I remember hearing her voice as it trailed off with some incantation that made green fire spew from the tips of her many blades. her long hair danced along with the golden tassels of her cloak- I remember hearing the jingles of those decorative chains that swayed upon her wings before her barrage was released and from above the whole arena was nothing more then green flames.

Quickly we flew off. I remember feeling exhausted and my whole body just aching. I remember feeling relief as the both of you sprinted me away into the castles secret garden that only us children knew of, and down the stairs and corridors that labyrinthed the entire grounds as we arrived into our gold incrested chambers. My last enchantment was sealed in these three dairies, as a means to keep us connected even if we forever strayed apart. They were the only things I ever took as we flew out the windows on brothers raven wings.

Crimson arrows belonging only to the goddess of war rained down upon the three of us with 'Hell's Heavenly Fury' inchanted to there tips. We dodged and sweaved around all arrows that we could but, I fear that we couldn't stay untouched. As much as this memory pains me, I must tell in order to let go.. Brother. You risked everything to ensure that I wouldn't be scarred another time that day and for this I thank you.

Crimson arrows came blazing down upon us and I watched with absolute horror as you thursted your arm in the path of the flame bitten arrow that would later consume you. Your gorgeous black wings folded around me as I watched more of those devilly enchantments pirce through your feathers and flesh. Their devine flames spread like acid as it ate away to the bone- Yet you didnt cry out like I would have had I been the one to be shot. Your eyes were brilliant that day as we neared the clouds edge.

When we did all I seen below us was the hellish flames that once, long ago incapsalted this earth. I remember the fear that striped itself away as the realization hit me- A brutal death or an unknown death. At the time living wasnt a possibly for neither of us. We had broken a simple rule- well at least I had [ First rule is : Only Deities leave the arena alive. ] and I wasn't a deity and I wasnt dead yet.

Brother, you held me tight as the deities appeared but soon you had challenges her. The alter herself. Challenged her for her throne in my place, with nothing more then a breaking scythe and partly devoured flesh. I cried out and pleaded but my voice fell on deaf ears as you withdrew your weapon from its scabbard. Sister held me tight with gold dusted wings as she to withdrew her bow from her back- her final barrage being withdrawn. (quiver)

Time slowed as I watched the Alter of the heavens lunged forth with one of her many weapons in hand. As your blades clashed with one another- as you leaped and sprinted in a dance of life and death as golden blood splatter the clouds. Arceli's plan was to end us right there and almost she did.

With a single strike brother was launched out of the makeshift battle ground by Arceli's shapeshifting sword, his wings mostly bone and his arm, hand and bits of his stomach were already eaten away as you skidded to my feet.

When I grabbed you in my arms you seemed barely conscious and barely one of your cyan eyes remained. Merely a socket took its place. Sisters yell came but a blurb as she released her last barrage before hastily pushing the both of us off the clouds edge. I didnt really react as I felt the remains of your body appear behind mine and your arm hugged me tight with your skeletal wings incasing the both of us. Between the bones of your wings and hand I saw as sister picked up a crimson arrow and how flames began to eat away at her pale hand before clouds and sky broke my vision.

Then came sisters ear-pirceing scream that lasted for only a minute but my heart wretched as that minute passed- But then a shadow appeared from above us with wings sprawled wide that twinkled with tassels. I first I thought it was Arceli but soon realized it was you, sister. Your hands open wide as you soon embraced us as the three of us fell into the hellish inferno below..

"We came into devinity together, We leave it together!" you said...

[Enchantment Note #1: Hells Heavenly Fury]

| An exteremly powerful enchantment that is specific to the goddess of war, wrath and destruction ; Eris. When casted upon a weapon (useally her bow or sword) the enchantment will take on an effect that is similier to white hot fire but takes on a deep crimson appearance. This fire isnt any ordinary fire- if her enemies are touched with this enchantment then this crimson fire will literally eat away at the enemies flesh and sometimes bone- leaving nothing much a sketeal corpse or devine dust. This eating period of the fire is said to be excruciatingly painful so I wonder now how did brother not scream that fateful day? |

-Until my next entry my beloved siblings..

Etheral, the forgotton triplet..