She was running down the dark alleyway walls skimmed past her , it was dark the narrow alleyway was deserted and only sound was of the clicking of her boots on the cobblestone streets , the sound of yet another footsteps was heard , Elsa's silhouetted figure could be seen crouched against the shadowy walls. She desperately hoped the man would lose her and keep moving. The sky above was pitch black. The dark silhouette of the bats could no longer be seen .the alleyway was darkly lit and was shadowy for Elsa's advantage, but not for long.

Soon the light s started to flicker and Elsa and her pursuer both were plunged into darkness. the shadows were alive , she could feel their intense glare, they were glaring at her, a messenger from the world of light , sworn enemy of the darkness, but then again it was her destiny –

Her thoughts were cut off by the sound of footsteps nearing her, her vision went black.

The darkness scared her, she tried to surface consciousness. The images were blurry; vision unstable .she was on the ground blood dripping from a gash on her forehead forming a putrid sickly puddle. The sound of dripping blood made her sick. She fought to turn her head to look around for her pursuer but the alleyway was deserted as before, the darkness seemed to mock her. Her eyes caught the writing on the wall, written with her own blood in huge bold letter were two words

Goodnight sweetheart

The floor beneath her seemed to give way and she was falling, falling into an endless tunnel of eternal darkness. Her pure white angel wings vanished as she was engulfed in the infinite darkness of hatred , but she dint care , the world had forgotten to love , the warmth of love was now neglected , the world was overflowing with hatred , her bow and arrow could no longer bring love . The world detested her as she was the sworn enemy of darkness.

Who would like to live in a world where one was hated and neglected? People who sought her acquaintance were called weak. She strived to change the world but in vain, then why not just give up?

Elsa felt her eyes sting, tears were falling thick and fast as she took her last breath and was engulfed into darkness, devouring her pure white wings and cloak in hatred.

A man was standing silhouetted against the moon which had now risen, watching the fall of the last angel, with amusement etched clearly on his face. After a while the man let out a triumphant laugh and announced proudly to the world,

THE CUPID'S DEAD!