Prologue – A Violent Awakening

Riiiiiingggg!

A figure on the bed stirred, before raising a hand to slap the offending device on the table, effectively silencing it.

'Sigh. Another long day of school.' Ishikawa thought to herself.

Getting herself off the bed, she slowly made her way towards the bathroom with the efficiency of a half awake sloth, almost tripping over her kotatsu on her way.

After spending fifteen minutes washing and freshening up, Ishikawa stood in front of the mirror and took in her appearance.

What greeted her was an image of a typical female 17 year-old high school student with her long black hair. Bright vermillion eyes coupled with a decently attractive face gave her the beauty to stand out from the other girls of her age. The most attention grabbing part of her weren't her brilliant eyes, not her beautiful looks but a vertical scar that ran across her left eye. Subconsciously raising a hand, she touched the scar, remembering the incident that caused her the injury and how it had changed her life forever…

Flashback: Seven years prior.

"Did you enjoy the movie, my dear?"

Asked Hyoudou Misa as the family of three walked down the now empty streets of Kuoh towards their home, just having caught a late night movie ending at midnight.

"Yeah! The main character was so cool!" exclaimed a ten year old Ishikawa with bright eyes.

Seeing their daughter's megawatt smile, Ishikawa's parents both laughed as they ruffled her hair.

"Since it's already this late, why not we take a small detour to the scenic route through Kuoh City Park?" suggested Hyoudou Gorou as they passed by the East park entrance.

"Okay!" cut in Ishikawa before her mother had any say in the matter, her disapproving frown already in place.

As they strolled through the park, Ishikawa's parents noticed the atmosphere turn quiet and still.

"We should leave dear." Misa whispered urgently to her husband.

"Indeed, this does not feel right."

Just as the family turned around, an almost too cheerful female voice called out to them from the side.

"Ara? What do we have here? A bunch of humans who wandered somewhere they shouldn't have?"

Turning around, the stunned family saw a young girl with purple hair dressed in school uniform. It would have been nothing alerting if not for the two dead bodies at her feet, an European longsword in her hands still dripping with fresh blood, and a pair of jet black wings as dark as the night sky hanging behind her.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Never seen a Fallen Angel before? Regrettably I have to end you where you stand. Can't leave witnesses behind see?" said the Fallen as she started walking at a sedate pace towards the family, with eyes like those of a predator playing with its prey.

"Ishi, run." stated Gorou, his tone leaving no room for argument as he got into a martial arts stance alongside his wife, which only seemed to amuse the Fallen.

Choking back a sob, Ishikawa ran in the direction of the neighbourhood police post, ignoring the screams and grunts of her parents and the sadistic laughter of a girl. Before she managed to even get far, the Fallen Angel landed right in front of her, tossing the decapitated head of her father and mother at her feet. Startled, Ishikawa fell backwards and onto the floor, face full of tears.

"Thinking about running are we? Don't worry, you will soon join your parents in the depths of Hell."

Looking at the screaming heads of her parents, she saw red.

Anger.

Ishikawa felt her head hurt, as memories that are not hers began to flood her mind. Memories of burnt bodies and severed heads not unlike her parents and a once glorious temple ablaze, burning to the ground. A beautiful sight.

Burn. Incinerate. DIE.

Despite her fear, intense anger took over and gave her strength as she glared at the Fallen as she knelt beside the heads of her parents.

"Oooh I like those eyes kid, red like a burning inferno, full of desire and hate. But what can you do? A mere human can't even stop me, let alone a human kid. No matter, you will be dead in a moment anyway." gloated the Fallen as she lazily swung at Ishikawa.

Her first, and most fatal mistake.

The Fallen glanced on with incomprehension as the burning stump that used to be her right hand was gone in an instant, incinerated by purple flames. Before she could regain her bearings, she was punched in the gut, real hard, and was thrown onto her back.

"How dare yo-! Arghh!"

Ishikawa had moved toward the screaming Angel with a speed that surprised herself and impaled her remaining hand to the ground with her own sword before she could finish her sentence, pinning her to the ground.

The Fallen took a good look at the kid before her for the first time after regaining her bearings.

"Not so smug now are y- Nngh!"

The Fallen had gathered light energy into a makeshift blade using one of her legs and kicked it upwards as she was speaking, scraping Ishikawa's left eye causing temporary blindness. Pushing her remaining hand all the way up the length of the sword and grasped the guard, pulling it out and letting it fall aside to the ground.

Summoning another proper crimson light spear in her hands this time, with all light of playfulness gone, she gave Ishikawa a hateful glare, a glare that promised unspoken depths of pain as she lifted herself into the night sky, wings spread out behind her.

"You will pay dearly for my arm. You will remember the wrath of Lucretia! Your newly awakened Sacred Gear won't save you from the pain you will face, who have never seen combat before today!"

The Fallen Angel now identified as Lucretia cocked her arm back and channelled all of her remaining energy into the spear before throwing it, spear tip soaring straight at Ishikawa's heart at speeds rivalling a bullet fired from a high-caliber rifle.

The only thing that saved Ishikawa was her new powers as the purple flames, as if on reflex they manifested from the ground, forming a temporary transient purple wall right in front of her before the spear could gouge her heart out. During the time the two powers were clashing, a beautiful red Japanese katana appeared and absorbed both energies and released a white hot aura of flame. Strangely, the flames didn't seem to bother her.

The katana then guided itself into Ishikawa's hands and slashed at Lucretia, unleashing the stored energies straight at the Fallen in the form of a burning Phoenix with the intent of razing everything in its path.

The Fallen Lucretia could only stare on in disbelief at her pending doom, lamenting that she was bested by a mere child, before the flames consumed her every bit of existence, wiping her off the face of the earth and continued into the night sky, momentarily illuminating the world in a flash fire rivalling the sun.

With the Fallen gone, Ishikawa felt her knees buckle as her strength left her. Kneeling before the remains of her parents, she wept as she remembered the last ten years of her peaceful life.

'Father… Mother…I have avenged you.'

And then her world went black.

Hey everyone, sorry for the really long inactivity.

I will not give any excuses, but long story short? Writer's Block and College.

I have tried to continue Chapter 3 but realised that I had dug myself into a hole with my poor planning, making shit up on the fly and hasty updates for Chapter 1 and 2.

I have decided to rewrite this story by setting a proper backstory for the MC and having plans on how the story will progress.

Once again I am very sorry that it took a whole year for me to update.