Final Fantasy XI: The Fantasy World

Tela smirked. "Yes, I was bitten, although at first it was against my will."

"well, well, well the pathetic gaurdian angel vash" the figure said to vash "altar it's a trick" the figure shouted

"now watch as tela's fate is decided as pure evil, tortured and raped or killed" the figure said knocking vash out cold with a pressure point

Tela kept her calm and relaxed expression. She wouldn't let Altar see through her emotions.

"so was this supposed to be a trick or was the gaurdian angel just someone oppsebbsed with tell me you hate this vash more than me" altar said

Tela shook her head. "He's here to help me convince you that this is right. The overthrow of Heaven."

Vash stode up rubbing his head, which was hit by the pressure point "Yeah, Altar just imagine millions and millions of Angels and Ark Angels bowing down to you and fighting for you... You will be in charge of the whole world!"

"Think about, not both worlds, but heaven too."

Shinhikari teleported into the mansion and walked over to Kale without Altar knowing. "Kale?" asked Shinhikari./ "Yes..." said KALE. "Come with me." said Shinhikari.

~I need someone to be Kale~

"who are you" kale said

"I'm your mother." said Shinhikari.

Tela looked at Altar. "so?" she asked him.

"If your evil... Then you should have no heart..." said Altar. He suddenly pushed a sword into Tela's hand "Killl him, and then you will prove me, that you are not lying..." said Altar with a smirk.

Tela took the sword and stared at it. She hoped that god would understand and reincarnate vash. She shook. "Forgove me." she mouthed.

Fifth time I get death stabbed in my life.. thought Vash. Comeone... Just get this over with!

Tela stabbed Vash but was shaking. She turned cooly to Altar. "Happy?"

Inside she had stabbed herself. She had cut her own heart out. She could feel herself slowly rotting. "See, I am evil."

Vash gave a little yelp of pain before slumping down the floor, blood dripping on the floor. "Good!!! We shall have a party today!!" said Altar, he called one of his loyal servents and told him to get a party started. The servent nodded and ran upstairs.

Tela waite for Altar to speak to her. 'god, fogive me I have killed the one I love to decieve the one I hate into his doom.' she prayed silently without the powerful elven overlord sorcerer noticing.

"Please come, today at 8 in the night, and show me your almighty army!" said Altar as he hurried upstairs happily.

Tela walked home sadly. She held her chest. The unbearable pain felt like she would be begging for death in a few seconds. "God save him. It is my fault" she prayed for the first time ever as she entered the house and fell emotionally exhausted on the couch and cried herself to sleep.