Prologue

He heard them before he saw them. Demons were coming and they were coming fast. Madness had taken place and all sense was lost. He watched as angels readied themselves for the battle they were sure to win. Jake had to admit to himself though that it felt different this time. He didn't know why, but it was there.

"It's fear, Jake." Mikeal, his best friend, said matter of factly.

"Fear?" Jake muttered to himself quietly.

He didn't want to believe his friend, but it wasn't like he knew otherwise. They stood ground beside each other until they saw the demons. They ran at unthinkable speeds this time and jakes heart pumped faster and faster until finally a head had been sliced. All the angels drew their weapons and began working. It was a terrible thing –murder- but it wasn't like they were already dead.

It had been days of fighting and the scene was still ghastly. They had never seen anything as bad as this. How could the demons have entered through the gate? Jake tried hard not to think about it and focus more on what he was doing.

How were the demons still here? The demons seemed to have more strength than ever before and this was another reason he didn't want to think about how they got in. What if He was with them? What if He won? Jake knew he was being silly, no one could ever win against Purity -He was unbeatable- the demons knew this too, but the one thing the demons could do, with the power of evil, was throw the angels out. Out of the garden?

Never.

Jake or any other angel would never allow it. It was an absurd thought, but it still haunted him, maybe it was the demons putting them there. He searched the war zone for Mikeal. He was doing well –still fighting hard and not a scratch on him. The ground started to rumble and before anyone could do anything, they were falling.

Down.

Down.

Down.

It was a terrible feeling. Jake could feel the horror on his face and the fear in his heart. Had he ever feared anything before this? He couldn't remember. He couldn't even remember why he was falling. He was losing his mind, his memory. He looked over at a familiar face –Mikeal's- but he didn't know how he knew this face. Jake started forgetting himself. Jake- rang in his ears, but why? He felt burning on his back but nothing was there. It felt empty, but then what was supposed to be there? He looked around at the other people falling around him –Jesse, Kendall, Ezekiel, Emerson, Taylor- and he felt as if they also looked lost and confused.

Darkness was creeping up to him. He could see it getting closer and closer, before it hit him like a ton of bricks had fallen on his head alone.