"Aeon, where are we going?" Angel was ridding on a horse, halfway up a moutain. Aeon was walking in front, guiding the way. The rain had been upon them for a few hours now, but after the first few minuets, the drizzle became little more than damned scenery.

"We're disappearing."
"What?"
"We're going somewhere where no one will ever be able to find us."
"What do you mean? Whats going on?" She grabbed back on the reign and stopped Aeon. "So far, I've been rooted up out of nowhere, taken on a wild ride, taken to another world i never knew exsisted, been talked to by a demonic god, sent back to the world i came from quickly, only to find that Darklight killed my village, my family, and that the troops were then in war, i had no place. So i hid in the rangers.... but then..,"
"Do you remember that night?"
"Vidvidly.... it's was a celestial. Myth, legend, in front of my eyes. He told me not to fight, but i wasn't... so why did he tell me?" Aeon walked over to her and grasped her hand.
"HUn.... they are trying to kill us all. Especially me, especially you, and if they can, they will remove Sol from his newly formed presence. They will murder all of us, especially us. THus why we need to escape. Escape to where me and you can live with out death. without this."
"What? What do you mean? What about Loki, Fenris, Jarod? What about the men on the battle field fighting Set now... what about the men protecting Blightrock? Are you just going to abandon them. Leave them to die."
"They are strong enough. They can survie."
"Yes, but at a higher cost. Aeon... YOu need to go and fight."
"If i leave...." Aeon bit his tounge. "If i leave you die." Silence fell on the two of them. The pitter patter of rain fell around them. Aeon looked up the trail. "HUn, i owe you answers. But now is not the time. A temple is on the top of the hill. THe temple of the Falcon. They will accpet us i hope. I will answer everything, as well as one could i guess. At least wait till where sitting and comfortable. Riding in the mountains is never fun. "
"Aeon, your insane as a loon."
"Am I?"
"No, but i guess your right."