Whisper and Death headed to another portal to go to where their mission would take place. Once they stepped through they looked around. It was a desert canyon. Death had been here before, a long time ago.

 "We can split up and search for anything about Torkt. Be careful Whisper." Death said mounting his horse. Whisper mounted her horse, and headed in the opposite direction of her Father. Whisper rode her horse into the Canyon.

 "Not much here..." she muttered allowed.

 "Well, why are you wondering in the canyon?" A voice asked, echoing along the rock. Whisper halted her horse as she took a look around between the empty canyon walls.

 "Who are you?" Whisper asked.

 "Someone you'll know very well." Came the reply. Whisper could tell it was a male.

 "I know you're hiding from my view. Show yourself!" Whisper called to the male voice. She listened as the sound of tumbling rocks and whipped around to face the noise. There was a demon boy around her age using his arm, which looked like a demofied gauntlet with claw tips to slide down the canyon wall. He walked about a foot in front of her.

 "So, you wanted to see me?" He asked sarcastically with a smirk. She looked him over. He was only two inches taller than her. His hair was literally spikes coming out of his head, his eyes were a demonic red. His shirt was a white sleeveless and torn. He had his neck chained and his pants were ripped up jeans.