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Chapter 1) Imprisonment: Fallen Angel

Ancient Times: Before Hao was born

"King of spirits, I your faithful servant have serve you for as long as I can remember, and with all my heart!" shouted the dark figure, clad in a hooded robe black as night that masked his face from the all seeing eye of the king of spirit… and covered his every skin exposed in the darkness. His voice filled with pain and hatred, for what he has become, or what he will truly become when the time comes for him to be what he most feared.

"Hear me, King of Spirit… Save me from what I will become, grant me your blessed powers…." The black clad figure pleaded, his robe now quivering, for fear but mostly from the pain that has began… holding back the darkness that now taint his soul, with the good within his guardian spirit, Ryukenshi an ancient noble dragon, which lasted minutes before the good surrender to the darkness within him… He pleaded once more, his voice weary and shocked, "Please King of Spirit, I'm your noble servant release me from this!"

"Arrrhhhh", screamed the hooded figure, as he merged with his guardian spirit, Ryukenshi… his back sprouting wings dark as the moonless night, his head grew horns like Ryukenshi and his muscles develop with every passing seconds. The darkness now flowed through their blood stream, tainting their goodness, turning them into the darkness itself.

"I'm truly sorry, Kenshi Yamamoto" said the deep rumbling voice of the king of spirit, there is no face, no mouth just the sound that rumbled in the inner sanctuary, where the pillars rose towards the sky.

"Sorry for what?" asked Kenshi, sounding a little surprised at what the King of Spirit just said.

"You send me on task that gave me more power, you shouldn't be sorry…!" replied Kenshi, looking directly at the beam of light that is the King of Spirit, with eyes filled with evil and the greatest darkness… With passing seconds he grew stronger, his plans to delay the King of Spirit were working; soon Kenshi would be able to eliminate the King of Spirit and be the King of Spirit himself.

"Kenshi, you shall bring no evil here… Be gone," demanded the King of Spirit, with a hint of fear in his deep voice…

"Not before I kill, you…" laughed Kenshi… with no hint of a smile, "It has been your destiny to die, die by my hands" as he charged up the inner sanctuary, darkness envelops his arms and in the darkness their evil created the dragon sword.

"Dragon's Breath" shouted Kenshi, flames shooting out of his swords into the King of Spirit, exploding when the fireballs made contact against the smooth looking texture of the King of Spirit, only to create huge craters that soon disappear. 'That didn't do,' Kenshi told himself, 'Keep on assaulting the King of Spirit, we will get stronger with every second and soon, we will defeat him' said the darkness now released from his soul… 'Lets do that' Kenshi replied with a grin… he couldn't help but realized that the King of Spirit is useless, and has been useless for the passed eons, every since his hold over the spirit world.

"Fire Bomb" Kenshi shouted, launching hundreds of what looks to be bomb into the King of Spirit from his Dragon sword, each of these bombs erupted in flames the instant it touched the King of Spirit. "Rain of Fire" Kenshi growled, now that his patient was wearing off. Facing the stars Kenshi stab his overly-large sword into the sky, within seconds the puffy clouds around the dragon sword morph into a hurricane absorbing the many small scattered cloud in the vicinity, towards the overly-large sword, masking it from the people below.

"Your time to die has come, King of Spirit", said Kenshi, after those brief words the puffy clouds exploded in flames, pouring burning water that sparkle in the night sky raining by the thousands in the near-by vicinity, causing more chaos. The trees burning, the rivers with all its might couldn't extinguish the flaming liquid, raining from the clouds that soon vaporized.

"Kenshi, what are you doing?" demanded the King of Spirit, in anger and rage at the destruction in the vicinity, the thousands of trees aflame, the village in chaos with building on fire and death around the collapsed building.

"Killing you!" Kenshi roared his dragon sword still up in the now empty sky, with no clouds in the dim moonlight, growing redder and redder with passing mili-seconds, till it shone like the light of a burning sun. "King of Spirit, that was only part one… Ha-Ha-Ha… Prepare for part 2 of the death of the King of Spirit," laugh Kenshi with tears in his eyes, his chest heaving with happy thoughts at what will happen if he ruled the world. "Meteor Blast" Kenshi roared into the dim pale glow from the milk colour moon, his swords glowing ever more brightly hurting those who looked at the mighty sword in the sky, then like a sudden flick of a switch his sword appear to have vanished into the darkness absorbing the dim glow of the moonlight and the blue aura from the King of Spirits till it was absolute darkness. Some of the villagers tried to look at their dirty hands centimeters from their ash covered face but their eyes deceived them telling their brain that there was nothing ahead, except eternal darkness, only adding more chaos to the fear pounded villagers.

From the distances a long bang erupted from the sky, echoing around the whole desert that surrounded the isolated village, creating a lightshow that provided a short moment of visibility for the people residing in the isolated village as it broke through the atmosphere. Even though the meteor was cracking into smaller bits that disintegrate in to particles that got carried in to the wind, its size was still intimidating to the villagers and the King of Spirits.

Screams, cries and shouter rose from the village, as panic spread through the people residing in the isolated village… "We're going to die" some shouted, others with tears cleaning their ash covered face they screamed "Help us…" a few choose to die rather than facing a fate worst then death itself, grabbing what ever a sharp edge object they found, yet before all the slashing and death they said a prayer to the greater power they believed in asking the greater power to accept them in their kingdom of paradise, then they slashed their tender arms before stabbing their throat that would cut off the screams of agony and when they do scream all that will come from the wounded throat would be blood, blood that sprays like a fountain from the open wounds on the front of their throat.

"Stop it…" Shouted the King of Spirit,

"Stop it, Kenshi… stop it please" pleaded the King of Spirit feeling the pain and agony from the near-by villages.

"I can't hear, you" replied Kenshi grinning, deep in his soul laid the good Kenshi, banished from his own body from the Darkness that now rule him, controlling every movement and thought. From the abyss of darkness the good Kenshi could hear the plead from the great King of Spirits and mostly the haunting sounds that echo in his locked prison, "Help us…" "We're going to die" "No… Stop it".

"Let them go" The good Kenshi shouted in his tiny prison cell all that came as a reply was the echo "Let them go, go, go, go…" slowly becoming barely audible.

"Bye Bye… King of Spirit" growled Kenshi, releasing his charged particle beam, sending thousands of flying twinkle of small lights around him torpedoing towards the blue aura of the King of Spirit. Merging into a single beam, that struck devastation to all to faces it.

The soaring beads of light raced through the dark night, giving off a pale moonlight glow and giving hints to its target that its time is up in the world. Unexpectedly swishing passed the King of Spirit inches from his aura flying off into space exploding continually, "Kenshi, why did you do it?" said the evil that now controls Kenshi, "To stop you, from killing the noble King of Spirit!" shouted the real Kenshi trapped in his tiny prison.

"I banish you, Kenshi" the King of Spirit said, taking advantage of the power struggle between the good Kenshi and the evil one who calls himself the Fallen Angel, summoning the guardian of the inner sanctuary appeared creating a circle over Kenshi, then a beam of light envelop Kenshi, sending him into a prison far to great for him to destroy, banishing him in to the realm of the underworld. And from that day, he was known as the Fallen Angel, but as time passed truth turns to legends, legends turn into myth and myth turns into absolute bullshit.

A/N: This is just a brief knowledge of the Fallen Angel, The next chapter is about Anna and Yoh… If you have read this, then you must know that I have posted up the second chapter…Enjoy…