Ragnarok's Rising

part 1: Fall of Calceran

Drake woke in his usual manor, in his oversized bed with his daughter between him and his wife. He rubbed his daughter Samantha's head and got up and put his cloths on. Drake went downstairs to start breakfast, when he heard a horribly familiar sound. It was the sound of the sky tearing open and demons pouring out. He quickly shrunk his rose and stuffed it in his pocket. He reached into the air and summoned his sword, a massive blade 6 feet in length, and decorated with anti-celestial runes. He went to wake his daughter and wife when wall exploded and pinned him to the far wall. Drake pushed the wall off and blocked an attack from a succubus. He swung the massive blade and cut three down.

"Damned demons, why can't you let my people be, we have no reason to join your war with the angels." Drake ran up stairs to make sure his wife and daughter were ok. He burst through the door to see his wife Annabell pinned to the wall by a Helstriker. The large ebony skinned beast licked her with its long tounge before see Drake charging him. It's face went to surprise then howled in agony as the three foot wide blade ripped through its body, leaving it barely in one piece.

"Where's Sam?"

"Some succubi flew off with her before I could stop them." She responded. Drake turned to the striker who was crawling away and stomped on it's tail holding it in place.

"Who sent you?" The demon spat a fireball at Drake. He simply dodged it.

"Tell me now or I'm going to make sure your final breath is spent in an agony worse than even Pain  can inflict."

"Azeron." Drake blood ran cold. He raised his blade beheaded the demon, watching it roll down the stairs. Drake turned to his wife.

"You ok?"

"Ya, I'm fine but we need to go and get Sam."

"We will, get your gear on." Drake turned and summoned his gear onto his body. It was a simple white leather outfit that had black where shadows would be, with no helmet, and sleaves that were wide so he could hide daggers if nessecary. Annabell's gear gave the apperance of a dress at first glance. But upon closer inspection, one would note the dress has armor plating with mail visible on the lower legs. She clipped her naganto on her back, the blade glistening in the fire light.

"lets go." She said quickly and they unfurled their wings. Drakes' were almost 7 feet across, and solid black, not even a trance of any other color. Annabells were a soft white with black on the top and bottom of her primary feathers. They leaped out of the hole in their wall and flew off towards the hell portal.