Nobody ever knew Angelia's silent plans, they all just thought she was just a motionless, boring captured beast remaining as a cold composition, but the plans were set for her.

She wanted to know every secret she could from manipulating every drip of Ryan's orders from higher-ups of the Government regiment, she especially cheered in her thoughts when she heard the resistance group Zane was in won the battle of chaos.

Days went by and all Angelia thought about was escaping to find the precious lover she dearly missed for three years, her walls started dusting around her, forming crowds of peeling off screams developing a newly uncleaned decoration to her locked room.

"Get up, I have something to tell you" A honey male voice whispered through the gaps of the metallic, unbreaking door.

Likewise, the door cracked open, revealing a tall, muscular matured figure's gaze back at Angelia's insufficient unearthed light of a beast with their glowing amber eyes under the blinding of developed, white downy wings wrapping around nearly his entire essence.

"What is it, Ryan?~" Angelia playfully asked in a low, seductive voicing tone.

"Stop using that tone you moron and follow me" Ryan sighed, showing the following gesture with his veiny hands.

Anglia obliged, following Ryan through closed-off hallways only soldiers are allowed to pass, the white wall which was the most seen in the monster prison subsided into rich, coloured walls complimenting the smooth texture it had on the floor where the blue shaded carpet spread across the heavenly, bricked floor, covering up the declining cracks.

Small rooms filled with wooden, black desks were seen in every doorway with only one that stood out from the rest, the insides were libraries upon libraries what became the historic scenery for the lonely desk at the back corner in front of a gaping, revealing window lay its eye sights onto the white background the world was facing.

Ryan never took his eyes off this one room, eventually closing the door behind Angelia when they both entered, locking it up with the most secured things he found hiding up behind the bookshelves.

"You still learn about historic things, you barely changed at all" Angelia asserted disappointingly.

"Learning about the past is the best thing to spend your time on when bored, that's why I scored at the top every time back in school" Ryan proudly laughed in his spinning, black soft chair.

"Let's not forget that you were suspicious of me at that time" Angelia frowned.

"Hey hey! My gut feelings were right, after all, you had a shadowy figure living inside your mind" Ryan pursued, pressing his finger on the left side of his head.

"Whatever, what is it you wanted to tell me?" Angelia said, reminding Ryan of the situation.

"Right, I was going to say that I might be gone next week since we're going to have another battle with the resistance group that invaded one of our outposts" Ryan explained in a collected mannerly tone.

"Why can't you stop this? What's the point? We all agreed to stay peaceful but you broke that" Angelia whined, aggressively sitting into the opposite seat.

"I broke a promise? You clearly don't understand that our friend was seen escaping the school where it was rumoured terrorists were planning an attack, which was true. I'm pretty sure the resistance group is just a combined army of terrorism that captured Zane" Ryan scowled, losing his temper in a split second.

As Angelia narrowed her eyes outside the window, she knew Ryan was easily manipulated by the government a long time ago, she couldn't do anything to correct his delusional thoughts, but that did ultimately clear up the betrayal mindset Angelia thought Ryan had.

The only thought of running through Angelia's crazy mind was to follow up in her breaking out plan and reveal who was the true evil to Ryan's mazed mind.

It reached midnight, the unbearable cold swept past the thick metallic warms, sending waves of wintery vibes down Angelia's sitting position, she fumbled around in her pockets feeling a steady production of a key.

She pulled out the door key and jumped up before addressing towards the locked door, once Angelia reached the door she squeezed her arm through the bars, learning it was a struggle as she fiddled around a little bit before she found the keyhole location.

Excitement reached Angelia's emotionless state the soon she heard the door crank open consciously, allowing Angelia to step outside into the long hallways of the opening gates for death.

Learning the predicament when Angelia spotted the camera on top of another jailed prisoner, she immediately dashes down the hallways, hearing the sounds of assault rifles being gripped onto, the sounds of unpleasant screaming rang out of the vibrating bells placed on the walls, shading the bright hallways into the entrance of overrunning blood.

Heavy footsteps stormed behind Angelia's back, screaming her number codes with traces of bullets skimming past her vision, Angelia ignored the threatening bullets and continued chasing down all the complicated hallways.

Her heart thumped rapidly after a while of being a dead, nonexistent feature Angelia had to deal with under her prisoned life, smiles curved into her ghostly face, making her feel alive again.

Soldiers raged out of the closing door Angelia planned on smashing through, her eyes adjusted to the directing gun holes of a firing assault rifle, forcing her to collect all strength she had and jump onto the walls, becoming one with the gravity.

Her feet ran across the freezing walls like the claws of dedicated predatory cats while planning a fatal attack that will knock down the targeting two soldiers, she had no time reacting to her feet launching off the walls like they had a mindset of themselves.

Pain broke down the two soldiers when Angelia spun in a circle majestically, securing both of her feet across their unprotected faces, compelling them to feel the boosted, overwhelming power of a shadowy figure invested in humans.

Their strong bones shattered in an instance, their limbs dragged them onto the floor, dominating them with their cancelling organs wandering around inside their bodies trying to find a welcoming home.

"Angelia!" Ryan howled, giving Angelia no time since he zoomed throughout the hallways, flapping his angelic wings trying to take down an escaping Angelia.

Angelia skidded across the snowy ground once she broke out into the outside wilderness, withstanding the bitter wind scratching across her quivering, sweet arms that were directed forward a little into a pouncing stance.

Two piercing eyes locked onto each other, both eyes flared in raged momentum, granting their eyes to explode into white and red outbursts.

A fight between two highly dangerous beasts roaming around in the deserted lands was about to begin.

To Be Continued...