When I came back to my senses, I immediately let out my lunch. Their dead bodies were scattered across the ground...and I did it.

I remember it all. I remember killing them. I couldn't control myself, I couldn't think properly. But I did it...

I clutched Madam Webb's necklace, feeling the tears drip down my face. What have I done? They came because of me...

My past caught up to me, just like the fortune that Krystal's Grandma gave me. Because of me Madam Webb was killed, and I killed them...

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What have I done?

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Sally? Sally, are you there?

My head feels so empty. Where have you gone? What happened? What's going on? Sally? Sally?

Sally?! Sally! SALLY!!!!

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Maybe she's sleeping. Yeah...

I checked my [System], to find a change in my [Profile]. A bunch of my skills had leveled up and I was now at Level 7, but there was something else too....

[Profile]

Name: Jackson Walker Race: Nephilim (Angel/Devil) AP: 1010 Level: 7 Charm: Level 5 Strength: Level 6 Wisdom: Level 5 Agility: Level 6

[Danger Sense] Level 23 - A warning of incoming danger and which direction it is from can be felt.

[Hollow Wanderer] Level 6 - You can access the mysterious Hollow Realm through special portals.

[Chains of Holy Fire] Level 16 - You can summon and control chains infused with Holy Fire.

[Eagle Eye] Level 16 - You can see farther and clearer.

[Demon Arm Beelzebub] Level 12 - A Demonic Arm that overtakes your own upon use. Holds the mysterious powers of the old Lord of Flies. * [Gluttony] The full potential of the Demon Arm. Absorbs magical energy to make the arm stronger.

[Fire Resistance] Level 7 - Any fire attacks dealt upon you deal less damage and don't hurt as much.

[Boo] Level 3 - A familiar of Jackson Walker. A Slime King, a monster which is impervious to physical attacks and can absorb things to become stronger.

[B3r739k] Level 5 - x&;&: 'dndjd 8273!- 9384!;h daondnf 8273;! &/$38:& zhakdne &:3

A new skill, which is glitched out. I can't make out what it says, but I can infer the title of the skill.

And what's this about Race...?

That's when I noticed the feeling in my back. I glanced backwards to my right side, where a demon wing now protruded from my back.

I quickly reached for Duncan's discarded sword. Using it to see my reflection, I now stared at my heterochromatic eyes, my halo, and the singular horn which protruded from the right of my head.

What...? What's going on?

I discovered I was half-Angel back at the church...but I'm also half-Demon? What? How is this possible?

Could it be that my real parents were an Angel and Demon? That opens up so many more questions...what is my past?

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A painful feeling suddenly shot through my body, stopping my wandering thoughts. I clutched at my heart as it struck through me like a stake. I felt the feeling build up, and before I knew it I was coughing blood against the ground.

The pain was unbearable. It rocked my body in waves, piercing my skin like a thousand needles. It made me want to go to sleep. To make it all stop.

And then the pain stopped, and my fits of bloody coughs ended. As I stared down at the blood against the ground, I came to a dreadful conclusion.

Angels and Demons don't mix. I already knew that, with how those sudden pains because of my Angel half and Demon arm. But now that I've...opened my Demon side...they mix even less.

Angels and Demons don't go together. They're polar opposites, and now they're tearing me apart.

I'm dying.

I leaned myself against the wall, lightly laughing as blood trailed down my lips. There was no doubt about it. I'm sure that Sally would say the same thing.

I sat there for a while, thinking about everything that happened, about everything I could have done to change it. But it didn't matter now. No, everything was over.

And now I had to tell Anna and John that their mother is dead. I looked down at the necklace I clutched in my hands, a final, single tear rolling down my face.

I pocketed the necklace, slowly bringing myself to my feet. I let my wings recede, disappearing with my halo. I felt as my horn went back under my hair, leaving me looking like a usual human.

With a little bit of experimentation, I noticed that I could let out either both sides, or one. Angela likely can as well, but never had a reason to only let out one wing.

I wasn't going to let out my demon side for a while. It was killing me, and it had to be connected to that new skill. And...No, they couldn't know.

I can't tell them, if I really am dying. But maybe if I keep it inside, it wont affect me as much.

I walked past the bodies, before stopping. I couldn't leave them like this. I reluctantly glanced back at their dead faces, before attempting to stash them in my [Inventory].

To my disgust, it worked.

As I started to exit Hell High, I heard as more crashes rang out. The school was slowly collapsing, now that a whole third was gone.

I quickly got out of the school, quickly burying the three bodies in the ground. May god bless their souls.

As I started to walk towards where Anna and the others had gone, it didn't take long until I found them, looking incredibly worried.

As Anna saw me slowly walking towards them in the distance, she quickly ran over. She engulfed me in a hug as the others quickly approached. She looked me all over, sighing in relief.

"Thank goodness you're okay!" She gasped. "I was so afraid. What the hell, Jack?"

"I'm..." I whispered.

She noticed my look. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry..." I shamefully stated. I pulled out the necklace, handing to her. "She...wanted you to have this."

She looked at the necklace in her hands in disbelief, before slowly sinking to her knees. John rushed over, grabbing onto Anna's shoulders.

"Hey?!" He exclaimed, before glancing over her shoulder and seeing the necklace. His face immediately paled. "Oh god."

"No, no no no no no..." Anna whispered. "This...this can't be happening..."

"Anna? What's going on?" Worriedly whispered Krystal.

"Madam Webb's dead." I stated.

"...what?" Gasped Krystal with wide-eyes.

"Holy..." Angela placed her hand over her mouth in horror.

John slowly stood back up, his hands clenched. "How...how did it happen?"

I remembered that scene so perfectly. There was no way I'd ever forget it. Newton, with that dagger stabbed into her stomach.

I glanced at Krystal. There was no way I could hurt her even further. Not after what happened with Newton last time. I didn't want to be the cause of anymore pain.

"Duncan...he stabbed her with a poisonous dagger..." I slowly stated. "I'm sorry. I was too late."

"Damn it!" John screamed, slamming his foot into the ground. "Where's that punk? I'll kill him! I'll kill him!"

"You don't have to worry about him anymore..." I could barely get the words out. "...I...I...took care of him."

"Oh, Jack..." Sapphire walked over, giving me a hug. I rested my head on her shoulder, closing my eyes as she rubbed my back.

Anna slowly got up, tears streaming down her face. She shakily placed the necklace around her neck, now wearing it. Sniffling she wiped her tears, before grabbing me and hugging me.

I stood there, wrapping my arms around the two. "I'm sorry..." I whispered one last time. Thought they didn't respond, I knew what they thought.

It wasn't my fault. That's what they were telling me. As the two hugged me, the others looked at us with a somber mood.

Anna and John should hate me. I failed to protect their mother, the only family (that I know of) that they have left. It was my fault. It was all my fault, from Duncan to Derrick to Newton.

We all stood there for a while. The other students had long fled, leaving all of us standing alone in this plain as Hell High crumbled into rubble behind us.

"Now what?" Krystal whispered, breaking the silence. "What do we do now?"

Anna wiped her tears once more, stepping out of the hug. "Mother had many friends. I'm sure that one of them can help." She stated, determined.

"I...I think there's going to be a problem with that..." John stated, wincing at something on his phone. "Dunk texted me."

"Dunk?" Anna asked. "But he only texts..."

"If it's major." John finished. "Jackson Walker has been charged with the murder of Duncan Diabolos, and possibly with the sudden collapse of Hell High."

John gripped his phone so tight, I was surprised it didn't break. "He had a counter measure for if he'd lose...damn it!"

"Then come with me." Dawn suddenly stated. "Let's go to the Dark Empire. My parents will keep us shelter there was we figure out what to do next."

"I don't want to put your parents in danger." I said, my voice dry.

"...they'll be fine." Dawn slowly stated. "I'm a little worried...but my father is Dracula. We should be safe, for a while."

"Then let's go there." Anna stated. "Thank you, Dawn."

"No problem." She smiled.

"How will we get there?" Sapphire asked.

"Dunk." John stated. "He can't drive us, but he can't get us some vehicles to drive. Jack has his bike, and Sapphire and Angela can fly."

"That'll work. We need to stay under the radar." Anna replied.

She looked out to the distance, clutching the necklace in her hand. With a silent goodbye, we walked away from Hell High, and to the Dark Empire.

I only hoped we weren't making a mistake.