The Fallen

Introduction

"Cast out of Heaven and rejected by Hell we are the ones that will bring humanity to its knees. We are The Fallen."

Red. It was all I could see. Red, but not in the way that fire trucks and roses are red. The burning, searing,

scorching red I saw was that of fire and blood. Anger that held the energy of a thousand burning stars coursed

through my veins. All consuming rage encased my very soul. I wanted to let go and just give in to the fire that

burned beneath my skin, but I knew that if I did that the feeling would be gone just as quickly as it had come. This feeling was something that I wanted to last, so I bit my tongue and swallowed my pride, letting the anger stay just beneath the surface. It eventually, after time, died down to a slow burn, but the coals remained hot and glowing, waiting to be lit once again turning into a roaring fire.