Frostbite

Chapter four-Exile

A long time had passed since Frost first was introduced to her training 2.000 years to be exact as well as time moves VERY differently from the mortal realm. Far slower to be exact.

During this time Frost had become an immensely formiddable fighter some considered her to be on par with her father's generals now nonetheless she was both respected and feared.

She had even taken month long trips alone in hell something you should never do I'm hell and only came back stronger.

Frost was walking alongside her father Vivitullus who commended her "you have exceeded all expectations my daughter perhaps one day you might even become a general yourself one day" he said

Frost smiled slightly to herself "Well that would cement my status eh?" She asked

Her father seemed to smile "why yes..yes it would.." he said

After walking to a cliff side Vivitullus spoke again "things have been going well for the ninth plain of hell when you where created and of course now we got more demons on the way" he stated

This however caught her attention
"More demons?" She asked

"Yes just a minor favored I pulled for an old friend of mine the same one that gifted me the spell to create you after all" he said

She tilted her head "..Shad?" She asked

"Yes" Vivitullus replied

"I haven't seen him in hundreds of years" she commented

"He is a God after all a true God he had business elsewhere to an immortal being like him as well as us time is meaningless" he stated

"So..how did we get those souls?" She asked getting worried

Vivitullus looked like he was gonna answer but before he could a flash was seen in the sky above the land of the ninth plain of hell instead of the usual Red lighting filled vortex it was a horribly bright portal that had a sparkling sound to it.

Frost and Vivitullus both shielded their eyes from the harsh scorching light as trumpets where now heard.

The light died down enough that Frost noticed figures leaving the portal winged men and women in white clothes with white...angelic wings..

"Father-angels-!" She yelled out

"Grr...TO ARMS!" He roared load enough for his forces to heat him

The angels had descended at a very fast speed and began to cut down any demon in their way heading to a collection of glowing orbs

"The spirits..there heading for the spirits!" Said Frost

"I can see that daughter stop them!" He ordered

Frost manifested and created a pair of skeletal ice wings onto her back and jumped off of the cliff before flapping her wings and taking to the air at a high speed.

The angels began to quickly close in on the spirits floating aimlessly through the mobs dozens of lesser demons being massacred by the angels crusade.

But there was one thing that would stop gnawing at her one thing that bothered her. Just how did her father get those souls?.

She had to push that to the back of her mind however as she entered the combat range of the angels noticing the majority of demons in hell starting to mobilize themselves and fight back as she stopped in front of the angel closest to the souls.

The angel was taking by surpise as Frost landed a kick straight into his chest sending him flying backwards as she flipped back wards and landed behind the souls.