Here's another DNAngel ficcie by me!

This takes place at the end of the series after SPOILER Dark and Krad are sealed away in the Black Wings END SPOILER

This is dark and kind of confusing to read. Even to me… ;P But I still enjoy it and I hope you do, too.

Warnings: Darkness…spoilers. This is basically the torture Dark and Krad are forced back into when locked back into the Black Wings; including illusions of their hosts' deaths.

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own DNAngel.

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E P I L O G U E

by Yami-chan

8-23-5

…the curse was enacted out in its entirety….

…light and dark rested in stillness but far from peacefulness…

…mottled white and gold hung limply in the shadows…across from the dying luster was its contrast…violet tresses fell over tanned features and black rags hung in dead weight…

…white wings…black wings…both pair hung shredded beyond recognition of the once magnificent limbs…

…molten gold opened wearily…visions of never-ending torment unfolded before his vision again…

…a pale hand going limp; gold-handled paintbrush falling forgotten to the ground…red spattered silver bangs covered empty blue eyes…the canvas has also been struck with crimson, the artist's own vain attempts reflected there…but all for naught…

…dark amethyst flickered in the shadows as their own silent torment began…

…visions filled of a smiling face going pale…red eyes falling to lifeless stones and losing their glint of happiness…a small form falling and reaching for one who was not there….who will never be there again…

Krad hung from his cross, hands and feet nailed to the visible incarnation of his sin. His gold mane fell ragged and loose around his now frail form. All majesty of the golden demon was gone, flitted away in the in the shadows that embraced him. Banished here again…this time, there would be no escape…

His other self faced punishment albeit a slightly different way…Iron shackled clamped around the former kaitou's wrists, ankles, and neck, restraining all movement. Dark's eyes twitched as the realm's visions emerged again and he tried to turn away. All he accomplished was his eternal shackles tightening ever again and drawing crimson rivulets…

Shrill screeches shattered the painful stillness and both forced weary heads up… /Here they come/ Dark smirked, the expression tired on his ragged features. /Yes, again and forever more/ was Krad's answer, mirroring his other half, gold tresses falling away from his pale face.

In the shadows, ethereal specters climbed and tore through each other to reach the fallen angels to be the first to bring pain and torment to the immortal forms.

Krad leaned his head back against the cold metal of the cross, feeling the ever-ache of his bonds. /You know, Dark…we're never getting out of here./ The kaitou's dulling eyes watched the approaching hordes, no longer caring. /It's our punishment for letting that happen to them./ Amethyst eyes slid closed. /We couldn't so anything./

Across the expanse, Krad's eyes also closed in remembrance of the past…a single bead of moisture trickled from beneath his eyelashes and disappeared into the dirty fabric of his coat. /Punishment…God knows we deserve it./

/Daisuke.../

/Satoshi-sama…/

/Forgive us, for we have sinned…/

As they would for the rest of time, the hordes converged on the Hikari and Kaitou. The two halves of the Black Wing's were folded into its eternal skeletal embrace.

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