• She waits and watches the world as it sleeps, as it wakes and as it lives. Her eyes are souless and uncaring, she is perfect for making proper judgements without the hinders of her heart. The souls of all are judged at the Gates of Heaven by Saint Peter. But the souls of the damned sometimes try to force themselves through the gates, and she has to step in and battle the soul. If she wins, she will escort the soul to Hell, but if she loses, she must let the soul enter Heaven without any obstacles. She has not lost a battle yet, for if she does, she will be stripped of her wings, and will be forced to remain on Earth for all eturnity, and when the end of the world comes, she will be pushed down to Hell where the defeated thrive off of pain, suffering and malice. She has no name, nor does she speak; she lets her blade and shield do the talking for her.

    "May these items serve you well in your duty of protecting Saint Peter and the Gates" was said to her by the highest authority. She silently bowed to Him and glided out the door, stopped only by His voice "Please wait. I have one more item to give you" with a snap of His fingers, a golden set of sandels appeared before her. "May the Wings of Hermes give you swift movement in the heat of battle."

    They do indeed serve her well, and they need to in order to keep the balence of good and evil aligned. If Lucifer were to conquer Heaven, Earth would suffer the Hell Gates being opened and the three worlds would merge into one. She stands by Saint Peter's side, protecting him, Heaven and the fate of the Earth by her blade and shield.

    The End~