Emily Blue's office was neat and on her desk were pictures of her family. One was her wedding picture with John Red. He did not smile, not even on what was supposed to be one of the happiest days of his life. Three frames had individual pictures of her children. Jaylin was dressed in a white lab coat and was smiling at the camera. Nate was standing with a neutral face and Emily was hugging him with a huge smile on her face. Cecilia's picture was the same as the one that was in her bedroom.

"Cecilia?" her mother walked into the office with a surprised smile, "what are you doing here?"

"Hello, Mom. I came to visit you," Cecilia said, placing her picture back on the desk.

"Look at you!" her mother hugged her. Cecilia was surprised by this but hugged her back.

"You look great," her mother was smiling but she her eyes looked sad.

"Are you okay?"Cecilia placed a hand on her mother's shoulder.

"Yes, yes," she started wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, "I'm just so happy. Joh-Nate came by earlier this week. You both have changed so much."

Cecilia was taken back by this. She knew Nate had changed, but her?

"What do you mean?" Cecilia asked, "what do you mean I have changed."

"This is the first time you have been in my office since you were a child," her mother said, "so you must have changed."

"I wanted to thank you for the picture," Cecilia said, "that is all."

"Sit down, please," her mother motioned to one of the two seats in front of her desk.

Cecilia sat down in one and her mother sat down in the other.

"Have you talked to your brother. You two are in the same city. How lucky is that?" her mother was smiling.

"I have seen him. He is doing good," Cecilia said. Cecilia always seemed to forgot how ignorant her mother was. It never was her fault. Her father never told her anything. Maybe he just wanted to protect her from all the darkness in the Worlds in his own way.

"I like the name 'Nate'," her mother said.

"I like it, too," Cecilia smiled, remembering her conversation with him, "he seems happier now."

"So do you," her mother took her hands.

Cecilia looked at her hands in her mothers, "I guess I am."

"That's all I want, for my family to be happy," her mother smiled. 

"I wish I could stay longer but I need to find a present for Leon," Cecilia said, pulling her hands away.

"Oh! I have something that you might be interested in," her mother said excitedly before standing up and going behind her desk. She opened a drawer and dug around until she pulled out a silver bracelet.

She handed it to Cecilia.

"This monitors vital signs and when they change drastically, the bracelet will emit a goo like substance that will cover the person wearing the bracelet. This goo will immediately start healing. Our researchers just approved it," she said.

"Thank you," Cecilia walked around the desk and hugged her mother tightly, "thank you so much."

She felt her mom rub her back, "I'm so proud of you, Cecilia."

"I love you, Mom," Cecilia was barely able to say this with out letting out tears.

Cecilia pulled away, "I should go back to him."

"I will see you later?" her mother said.

"Yes, you will," Cecilia smiled. She raised her left hand palm up and started tapping in the coordinates for Leon's room, "goodbye."

"Goodbye," she heard her mother say before she appeared in Leon's room.

The only light in the room came from the firetruck night light but she could clearly see Leon laying on the floor, using her tiger as a pillow. Whenever Cecilia left, she left Leon in the care of her tiger. She was hesitant at first and thought that the tiger might scare him. In one of his dreams, she introduced him to the tiger to see how he would react. He was excited and saw the tiger as a pet. He even named him "Fluffy". 

The tiger's eyes were open and he made eye contact with Cecilia.

"I trust he behaved?" she whispered.

The tiger nodded his head.

She bent down and picked Leon up. He really was a heavy sleeper and did not stir as she moved him. She placed him down in his bed and covered him with his blankets.

"Thank you for watching him," she said. The tiger bowed and started shrinking until he was just a line on her arm.

She sat down on the rocking chair and waited for the morning to come.

*

Cecilia was waiting at the location that Evangeline sent her.

"Hello, Evan," Cecilia said.

"How long have you been waiting?" Evangeline asked her.

"Not for long," Cecilia said. She had been standing there for five minutes. She was always at least five minutes early for everything. 

"Good," Evangeline said.

"I'm curious on how you get into the Shadow World," Cecilia said.

"It's really not that hard," Evangeline said, "the hardest part is attracting a sin and even that is not too much trouble." She handed a bag to Cecilia.

"What is this?" Cecilia asked.

"My secret weapon," Evan smiled.

Cecilia opened the bag and found donuts.

"Gluttony," Cecilia nodded her head, "I get it."

"You really suck, you know that," Evangeline grabbed the bag from Cecilia, "I thought you were going to be confused. I wanted to outsmart you."

"What an unrealistic goal," Cecilia gave her a teasing smile.

Evangeline grabbed a donut and started eating it. With a full mouth she said, "you suck so hard."

"Do you want me to help?" Cecilia asked.

"You've done enough," she reached for another donut and shoved that one into her half full mouth, crumbs fell on the ground.

"Wow," Cecilia looked away, "that is really gross."

Down the street she saw a pig trotting towards them.

"Your grossness worked," Cecilia said.

"Well the next idea was to attract lust but I don't think you deserve to see my sexy dance," Evangeline said.

Cecilia chuckled, "I think your right."

"I know I am," she said, "now start shrinking."

Cecilia nodded her head and followed Evan's instructions. She felt her body tingling and by the time she was the size of a fingernail, she was on the back of the pig. Shrinking or growing in size was something all medium and higher leveled Friend's could do. Victor never did get a hold of it. 

Cecilia then thought of a question before she started thinking of Victor. 

"How do you guide it?" Cecilia asked. The stench coming from the big was like sitting on a pile of old rotting trash. Cecilia had to fight the urge to gag.

"All sins eventually go back to the Shadow World," Evangeline said, "I thought you would know that."

"I just assumed there would be a faster way than letting the sin wonder until it decided to go back home," Cecilia said, "but, as it seems, my hopes were too high."

"You can be a real b****, you know that," Evangeline said. Cecilia just looked at her.

"I rather you be a b**** than a monotoned robot," Evangeline sighed, "so I guess it is okay."

"I am not a robot," Cecilia said after a moment of silence, "and stop cussing."

Evangeline chuckled, "okay, okay."

"I have a question," Cecilia said.

"Shoot away."

"Have you ever seen a demon?"

"That's hard to say," Evangeline said, "they can take on many forms. Or that's what I believe."

"I've heard that theory before, there is not a lot of proof to back it up, however," Cecilia said, "you think they can shape shift?"

"I don't know if I would call it shapeshifting. It's more like they can look like a beautiful man, or they can look like an ugly beast," she said, "the form they trick people in and the form of what they truly are."

Cecilia nodded her head along as she listened.

"I've seen this one particular man that was so pretty he glowed. His skin was like a porcelain dolls, so perfect. He had the body of a man but there was no way a human could look like that," she said, "I dared not approach him for I felt a great amount of energy radiate off of him. It could be compared to the equivalent to you and your brother's energy combined times ten and you two are the most powerful people I have meet."

Cecilia thought that the "times ten" must have been an exaggeration.

"We are about to enter the Shadow World," Evangeline then whispered.

Cecilia looked ahead. The pig was trotting into a dark alley.

The further into the darkness, the heavier the air felt as she breathed. It was almost suffocating.

"You'll get used to it," Evangeline whispered.

The environment around her became pitch black until suddenly returning to normal. The air was also easier to breath.

"We're in," Evangeline whispered.

Cecilia looked around her but it looked the same as an alley they were just walking on, minus the fact that there was a whole lot more sins. They were sins of all levels. She saw some humans sitting on the floor, leaning against buildings. The pig walked past the sins and onto a street. The red bricked buildings in the Shadow World were broken down with boarded up windows and the ones that were still up were covered in bullet holes.

A drunk human male was yelling at a wall. He suddenly threw his bottle agains the wall and started pounding his head.

"Get out! Get out!" the man yelled over and over. Soon, he knocked himself unconscious.

The pig kept walking.

Cecilia then felt it, the energy that Evangeline was talking about.

Evangeline's frame went rigid and she sent a worried glance towards Cecilia.

"What do you mean 'It's not ready'?" she heard a voice of silk say, "I believe I specifically said that I needed it on Christmas Eve."

"We tried but-"

"There are no buts," the silky voice said sternly, "there is no forgiveness. This is not the Above World. I am not an angel."

The pig turned the corner into another alley.

Evangeline might not have been over exaggerating about the energy of this man, or about how beautiful he was.

He had long black hair that looked like an oil waterfall that reached his lower back. His skin was snow white and his eyes were pure black. He was dressed in a black suit.

He reached into his pocket and every nerve in Cecilia's body was on high alert. He pulled out a silver knife.

"Please no," the man in front of him begged, "I'll fix it!"

"You should have fixed it before you talked to me, human," the man in black stepped forward and stabbed the man in the neck. He dodged the blood splatter and cleaned the blade with a white cloth from his pocket. He was humming a tune and dropped the now red cloth on the fallen man. Blood continued to stream out of the wound and pool around him on the concrete floor.

The man in black then made eye contact with Cecilia.

"Get your transporter ready," Cecilia whispered to Evangeline.

"What?" Evangeline raised her left palm.

"You can come out now, my little angels," the man in black smiled.