A large gray building, abondoned long ago by the Abyssal flock, The Temple of the Falcon is a bird sanctuary for falcons. Hundred of them. It's hallways are full of them, many never leaving the confides. In the center of the Temple of the Falcon is a large courtyard, filled with dead trees. In teh center rest a tomb to an unknown abyssal, many say still haunts the halls. The Temple of the Falcon is abondaoned, and looks like it.

Aeon brust in threw the doors. The cries and laughes of the JAckal were around him. he tried to listen in but couldn't find them. HE figured it would be best ot hide in a place where he knew all the entrances and exsits. He moved threw the main foyer and into one of the hallways, helping Angle along the way.

"What is that laughing?"
"The things trying to kill us."
"Then why are we in here."
"The Temple of the Falcon is safe, as long as you stay by me." Aeon found an old abandoned room, the cell for some monk or acolyte. He lit a small fire in the fire place and tried to clean the dust away so Angle would have a seat.
"How long do we have to stay here?"
"Long enough for me to kill that thing."
"I'm hungry Aeon."
"ME too... but we can't go get food now. It's too dangerous now." HE looked back at her. "DOn't worry... everything will end up find."

Aeon was walking around. He had locked Angel away and warded the walls against anything but the all mighty sun himself. Even if they were touched he would know and be able to transport to their spot in a second. HE was walking threw the maze of walls when he came out onto a court yard.

"Aeon Lifegiver." A male voice was behind him. He didn't look until he was ready. He spun around and shot out two energy burst, but he only hit walls. "Now now," the voice said from up ahead of him. He turned to look again but nothing. " Calm down dear Aeon. I do not want to hurt you. Yet... I'm more interested in killing this Jackal thing. It's power is rediculous, yet so flawed. I wish to play with it. Don't worry thou, your just going to have to wait."

"What are you?" Aeon yelled loudly. He felt his wards go off. He moved, like water threw space and appeared at the ward, next to the silly Jackal. Aeon looked at it with his own eyes for once. "Silly Jackal. That women is mine, not yours." Aeon said planting a sun burst into the cheast of the thing. Not only did it burn, the small nuclear explosion shot him out threw the walls. Aeon took no time to wait and shot threw the hole and met him with another punch, swinging it around to the back of the Jackal's head.

"Suprised bitch?"
"YOu'll never kill him, not with oout my help."
"WHo are you?"

"Come on Aeon. Come on... isn't it obvious."
"Yes, Aeon... i thought you would know us by now."

"Who are you?" Aeon was clamping his head. The voices where inside of him. One was his own, and four others where too, but not in some way.
"Cooome One Aeon, Tis noot tat badd."
"Yes Aeon."
"WHAT IS GOING ON?" Aeon screamed. The Jackal sat up and looked at Aeon. It was trying to figure out what was wrong with the man. It looked down to see the pain in his cheat, the large melted mass that once was himself. He stood up, lsowly and began to walk over to Aeon.

"come on aeon this is not time to ruin yourself. stand up, kill this man."
"No, let him die. his is teh chaos of death."
"kill him, he is the chaos of death."
"His life force is of set. set is your enemy. you should kill your enemy."
"LET ME THINK?" The Jackal stood in response. Aeon looked up and saw the beast infront of him. The five voices, his included almost all seemed to think in the same way.

"My dear friend mr jacakl," Aeon said standing up fully. His eyes where sqirling, black and white, yellow and blue, gold and green. They spun like a hurricane inside of him. Aeon rose himself, sitting above the ground. The power around him snapped, crackling the air around him. The Jackal didn't care and slashed forward at Aeon.

Aeon grabbed the wrist of the man. He stopped it. The Jackal tried to pull it back, but Aeon snapped it, twisting the metal and flesh around, ripping it off. The Jackal fell back in pain. Something about Aeon's touch was cold, stealing out the life of the Jackal, but it also burned in glory, felt chaotic and beautiful. It was the feeling of everything moving threw the wound.

"What Have YOU DOne To ME?" The Jackal said whimpering. Aeon took no compasion. He floated over and rose the whimpering body up to him. He took him by the jaw and held him.

"It is okay my dear.... you'll soon find solice," Aeon said bringing his neck up to him. He absorbed the energy, the life, the forces inside of the body. It was cold and limp when he was done. He then spun the body around and threw it into the wall, crashing it back into the wall. A small chunk of the temple slid down around it, burrying it.

*The silent and beautiful Temple suddenly shook as if an earthquake had taken grip over this place. The Jackal lay dead at Aeon's feet, his black blood starting to flow out of his mouth staining the ground of the Holy Place. As the earthquake was finishing, a deep growling laugh echoed forth from every shadow of this place. The laughing grew louder and louder....until the very sound of it was enough to make the birds try and bury their heads into the lowest part of their cages. Just as the laughing seemed to become unbearable, it stopped as soon as it had began. An otherworldly silence covered the Temple, a silence that was so piercing that it was almost painful. But something was different. Standing directly infront of the tomb of the unknown "abyssal" was a figure shrouded in a black hooded robe. It had it's back turned to Aeon, looking upon the tomb. It's voice was pure evil, seemed like a legion of demonic voices all speaking at once. And yet - as evil as it was - there was a deepened enchantment to it.

"Do you know who this was Aeon? Do you know who lies within this tomb?"

*The Figure then slowly turned it's head to show what was behind the hood. It was a beautiful face of a young man - completely hairless. (No eyebrows, no head-hair, no facial hair.......no hair period) So beautiful was this face that it was difficult to tell if it were male or female. The eyes burned a deep, icy, and eternal black.


*The voices of the Temple seemed to stop speaking whenever this being spoke. Suddenly, purple and black lighting bolts began to flow over and through the Jackal. Energy of limitless power. Within a matter of seconds, the monster's deep grey eyes opened and he picked himself back up to his feet. The energy then transformed into a demonic portal. The portal led into Pandemonium. The Jackal hissed his demonic hyena-laugh before the leaped into it. As the portal was closing, another opened up behind it - this one led to another room in the Temple. As the first completely faded from the world, the second had a being walk out from it, a being who seemed lost and confused. It was Angel, Aeon's woman. Suddenly, just as soon as she was out - the portal shut. The room was once again silent - with the exception of Angel and Aeon's breathing. The beautiful figure of darkness incarnate simply looked on with evil, cold, and emotionless eyes. It then slowly turned it's head back to where it was looking upon the tomb once more.

"You should know Aeon that you cannot ever truly kill the Jackal. He is empowered by me - and I am forever. However, it was a nice sly trick of stealing his energy. An effort, but futile nevertheless. The more energy of darkness you take into yourself - the stronger my hold over you and your pathetic world becomes. You still do not understand - do you?"

*The form that Set had assumed this time lifted it's right hand. Appearing out of thin air was a rip into reality. It was only about as big as a window. From this rip, one could see the seemingly countless creatures of Darkness that now marched towards Blightrock. Set lowered his hand back to his side, continuing to look upon the tomb. Aeon saw through the rift the attack caused by the warriors of the Exhaulted.....just as he saw how this attack meant nothing. The legions of evil lost maybe five hundred....what's five hundred out of hundreds of thousands? The Four Deaths continued to ride towards Blightrock as if nothing happened. The would stop outside of the woods - until dark....but until the reached the woods, they rode their black horses with cold silence. Suddenly the scene in the rift changed to show Blightrock and all who are within. The women and children packing up their stuff to leave.

"Your friends are gathering up allies Aeon, just as they are sending your weak away from the battle. Both acts are pointless. How soon you all forget, I too have servants on this world that you do not know of - I too have beings who are not marching now who still serve me faithfully. As for your weak - the women and children - they will not make it..........already I have minions coming for them. It won't be long before they fall, and the last generation of your race will become but a memory."

*The dark silence once again fell over this place. The only sound that could be heard was Angel's cries whenever Set was informing both of them of their people's fate. A few breathless moments passed before Set spoke once more.

"Your people cannot fight what's coming for them Aeon, you know this......so why continue? Why try to avoid that which cannot be avoided?"

Aeon lifted his head. "Set, is it so easily to be blind. This world, it will never serve you. It is built on the light. iT's people are the light, they produce the light, interupt the light, and use the light. It lands are filled with many more than exalted. only the abyssals wish for your place here. The lunars and celestials will never allow you to hold here." Aeon looked over at Angel. She smiled when he glanced at her. He moved his hand around her and she slid out of being, almost disappearing into the light of Aeon. He held her in himself.

He focused down into his hands. He formed the unholy energies that he had gathered and that were around him together. They formed two small balls of energy. He looked up, straight into the eyes of Set. "YOu have long been here, and long may you remain, but if you are to be here, we will not remain. We know where we can hide where you will never be able to find us." Aeon transformed the energy of the darkness in his hands into two balls of pure energy, intestity energy.

"You dont' have to fear i guess. You'll never make it there... and we have no wish to go where you are." He smiled. "But i'm afraid you can't see where we're going." aeon lept forward, launching the two balls up with him. He planted them into Sets body's eyes. They were not attacks, but portal launches. he used the eyes as portals to shoot threw. He escaped this realm, and enetered into the Pandemonium.