I think it's time for me to tell this story. I guarantee that if you didn't already figure all this out, then it'll surprise you greatly. Anyway, please enjoy!

" Hey Septimus? "

Aries called, turning yet another corner of Nerezza. Now he was in the fire demons dining room.

" Where are you? "

It wasn't like Septimus to disappear without at least telling him what he was doing. It was only a cutesy that he did so... Aries was about to turn and look somewhere else when he found Blitz at the table, eating a tuna sandwich. And by the smell of it, there was a LOT of mayo. And it was slightly nauseating to the psychic demon. He'd always hated mayo...

The baby dragon crunched into the sandwich, causing the psychic to cringe horribly as the smell became worse.

" Eugh... uh, Blitz? "

Aries groaned, covering his nose.

" Do you know where Septimus went? "

Blitz looked up at him, swallowing what he'd been eating and licked some tuna from the side his his lips.

" Yeah. He said he had another dream about that angel. "

The drake explained.

" And it made him feel a bit uneasy. He went out on a walk. Said don't wait up for him. "

Aries sighed greatly, walking forward and sitting in front of the dragon on the opposite side of the table, resting his head in his hands. He hated when this happened... it happened every once in a while; Septimus would go off for a while, then not be seen until daybreak. Whenever Septimus got a particular dream.

Septimus had told him of this dream before... only once though. He'd forgotten some of the details, but he remembered enough to at least know why it bothered the demon so...

" You're such a disgraceful demon. "

An angel spoke harshly, frowning in disappointment. It was a male angel with silver wings, which was the only visible detail. Everything else was shrouded in shadows. This angel was circling a long since fallen Septimus, who's wings were fluttering around aimlessly in the air. He was clearly in pain too.

" You kill and you torch, and you're just trash. Anyone living your life would surely regret every decision you've ever made. The only thing that's good about your life would be the fact you have Aries as a friend. "

Thats about where the dream cut off. Septimus usually woke up in tears, saying that that sick angel was right about him. Saying the only thing he'd been right about was Aries. That his friendship with the psychic was all he had to show for his life. And as much as it made Aries feel important, it also hurt deeply to know Septimus valued his life so little. He usually dismissed it quickly, as these depressing emotions only lasted the day, but it was still depressing to see...

Aries sighed greatly again, slowly getting to his feet. He figured if Septimus wasn't here to give him an order, then he should figure something out something to do. Maybe he could clean up around Nerezza. It was really dusty around here... Septimus might be messy, but he wasn't. He needed a clean environment. But as he began to work, he couldn't help but worry about the fire demon...

I am going to put as much time and effort into this story as possible, so I could end up posting more than one chapter each day. I won't be drawing in this time though, so my deviantart work will be on temporary hold. Sorry for that slit inconvenience everyone.

Hope you enjoy this story though! Reviews are always appreciated! ;D