Alright so this fic may have a sequel or I may just make it one long story.  I can't make up my mind.  Also this is going to be pretty dark, I think, so just be prepared, though I don't think I need to put any higher a rating.  Whatever

This chapter's just a prologue or something.  I wanted to put this in before jumping right into the story.

Anways,

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Awake & Dead

            Nelo Angelo gazed with morbid interest at the blood dripping off his sword and onto the floor, forming pools and rivers at his feet and around the hunter's near-lifeless body.  The white-haired man watched him with glazed eyes, warm blood seeping from his eyes, nose and mouth.  He coughed and sputtered sickly as the devil's sword was twisted inside him and his ribs cracked.  He gave one final gasp of agony before the sword in his abdomen-his own sword-and that of Nelo's were ripped violently from his body, scissoring him in half.

            The moment his sword was free, Nelo felt a violent shudder move through his body as the amulet around the deceased hunter's neck began to glow.  His own suddenly appeared from inside him and he sank to his knees form the burning pain it sent through his chest and limbs.

            In an instant he lost control of the devil inside him and returned to his human form, screaming.

He fell over the body before him, unable to avoid looking into the pale eyes of the deceased man.  Forgotten memories of his past flooded back.

            "No..." Nelo croaked feebly, "...This can't...Is he?"

He touched the red stone on the chain around his neck and then smoothed his hand against the hunter's, hearing a familiar woman's voice in his head.

His eyes widened.

He ran towards the window, hoping to catch his reflection in the glass.  His heart skipped a beat as he froze before the hazy image of himself.  He raised his hands and touched his cheek.

It was true...he looked just like him.

Nelo gazed back at the bloodied corpse and somehow felt his feet approaching by themselves.  He sank beside the dead man.  His face was blank.

"Brother," he whispered.

Laughter erupted around him.

Really short but basically sets up the story.  In any case the next chapter is done.

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