Chapter 2-

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Delta ran up to me with a stupid grin plastered all over his face, literally like a child at christmas.

"That was a great warm up, what's next then."

I just mirrored his child like smile and sighed at how immature people can still be after 500 Chaos years.

Soon i was surrounded by my greatest warriors and bestest friends. Otherwise known as the Chaotic angels. An elite fighting force created by Chaos, creater of the universe, himself to protect his realm, or better known as everything.

Now you maybe wondering where did the angels part come from?

Many people confuse us with actual angels because of the wings, yes i said wings, but angels don't fight and aren't nearly as cool as us. Upon joing the angels you get granted one power of Chaos, like an elemental or divination, also immortality. The wings are to aid you in battle or as Chaos put it, just to look awesome. Which they do but sometimes there a pain.

My wings turned out black because, well there's nothing wrong, it's just different and extremely rare.

*Flashback*

I was nervous. Maybe i made the wrong decision to join Chaos, but it's too late now. The angels stand there, magestic wings spread, hoods drawn, expressions unreadable.

I look up as my name is called, right into tbe eyes of Chaos, literally. They're pitch black, like a night sky and filled with constellation, the whole universe. Eyes that have seen everything yet there is still more to see. They have a mischievous glint to them but are friendly and reassuring.

I step onto the platform as a gasp ripples through tbe audience. I could the accusative whispers. "A girl", "as commander", " he's lost it.'

He winks a mysterious eye and gives a nod, while continuing like nothig happened. I kneel before the creater of the universe.

He begins, " do you promise the protect my realm with your life?"

"I do."

"Do you promise to stay loyal to your realm, warriors and friends no matter the consequences?"

"I do."

"Alexia, forever known as Omega, the commander of the army of Chaos and leader of the Chaotic angel, do you accept?"

"I do."

A blinding pain appeared between my shoulder blades, like white hot pokers on skin, a piercing white light blanked my vision and a second gasp rippled through the room. Even Chaos.

When i recovered, i saw what they saw. They most haunting but beautiful midnight black wings in the universe. Because as i said it was extremely rare and only one person in this world is worthy.

Suddenly Chaos stepped forward and laid a hand on shoulder, i winced in pain. He whispered, "bring forth a flame."

I did, as a dim flame danced across my palm, tne colour of shadows. It seemed to melt out of focus at moments, like its trying to hide or escape. It was beautiful.

Chaos cleared his throat, "well.... all hail Omega, the commander of the army of Chaos, leader of the Chaotic angels, heir to the universe, tamer and princess of shadows."

Everyone bowed, while i stood there in shocked silence wishing they wouldn't.

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