We were in the dorm, and I saw Cassian holding Kieran by the collar and shaking him while yelling at him. I would have found it funny if Cassian didn't look like he was going to kill Kieran. I looked to Zyan, but he was way ahead of me.

He raised his hand, and there was a me standing in the middle of the two, pushing them away. They stared at that me, the shadow me, and crossed their arms. The shadow me was quite transparent and colourful, as if someone turned my skin colour down to a glass pane, and splattered paint all over me. I wanted to laugh at it.

"How do you look so much like Lyna and yet you aren't? Who are you?" Cassian looked at me with very suspicious eyes, while Kieran went to touch her face. Shadow me dissolved, and turned into a pile of petals, of various colours. I looked at Zyan and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Why couldn't you make me fight flowers? Why did I have to touch dirt?" Zyan rolled his eyes at me, and smiled, saying that petals were easier to find in the house, he took them from our flowers, and that petals suited me. I scoffed at him.

At the sound of my voice, Kieran and Cassian turned towards me, and their eyes were wide. Kieran looked like he was going to cry, and Cassian looked like a volcano about to erupt. I shrunk in on myself a little.

"Where were you?" Cassian asked me, with an ice cold voice. I took a step back, and bumped into Zyan. I didn't realize that he was hiding himself until then, I only just saw the dark aura around him, which dissipated. He was staring at Cassian with complete fury, making his red eyes seem like they were on fire themselves. Cassian's blue eyes were like ice now, cold but hard.

Zyan put an arm around me, and held my hand with the other. It was like I was an anchor for him, keeping him tethered so that he wouldn't unleash his fury. I held his hand tightly, and fell into his warmth, wrapping myself in it.

"Don't talk to her like that." His words barely came out without a snarl. I sighed. I guessed explaining this to Cassian and Kieran wasn't going to be easy.

"Wait! Don't fight! Lyna's in the middle, you'll end up hurting her. It was my fault I slept, don't hurt her! And you, just answer these questions, if not anything else. Who are you, and how did you appear out of nowhere?" Kieran asked, standing just a little in front of Cassian, close to me and Zyan. At the mention of my name, both of them relaxed a little. I forgot that they couldn't see him from before, so to them it would have looked like Zyan did come out of nowhere. He blinked. I guess he wasn't used to being asked that.

"I am Zyan of Tartaros, and I and Lyna have come from the shadows." I looked at Zyan, and shrugged. This guy was unpredictable, but very straightforward. Kieran looked more confused than ever, and Cassian was still angry.

"I don't care if it's your fault, Kieran. Where did you go? You were supposed to stay here where we could look after you, not for you to go and get killed again." Cassian told me, not even looking at Zyan. When Cassian was angry, nothing could divert him until he got the answer he wanted. Even the fact that we came from shadows, he saw a fake me get dissolved into petals and my savior was standing right behind me, and he wanted to know why I went out of the house. Typical Cassian.

"I went to buy a book." I looked around for it, when Zyan pulled it out from the shadows. I nodded my thanks to him, and turned to talk to Cassian. "Look, I am fine. The marks on my neck are almost gone, and I needed to stretch. And don't tell me that I could stretch at home, I was at home and you two didn't even let me sit. I was suffocating here. All I did was go and buy a book. I even wrote you guys a note about it on the money drawer. It isn't my fault you haven't read it. Do not overreact about it."

I stared Cassian down, and he finally gave in. he put his hands up in surrender. "Ok, fine. I'm not overreacting. We can't see the things you see, and we can't protect you against them. All we can do is keep you at home, where we can watch over you and keep you safe. I'm sorry if you felt suffocated." I smiled at him. Zyans hand was still around mine, and I held it tighter. Cassian seemed to see Zyan then, and asked, "Who are you?"

Zyan looked startled. He cleared his throat, and said, "I am Zyan of Tartaros, capital of Sheol." I looked at him, and for some reason, his speech seemed to fit him. He did look like someone who would talk court speech during their life. But what in the world was Tartaros and Sheol?

"And I am Cassian, of I don't know where, student of Ryxnar College. Nice to meet you." He said, seeming to completely forget what happened just 30 seconds ago. I guess it was a boy thing. Kieran was the one who understood who Zyan was, and had his mouth hanging.

"You! You're the one who saved Lyna! I owe you man! Lyna!" Kieran was running up to hug me, and I hugged him back, slightly lifting him above the ground, while I spun in my place.

"Hey! Put me down! I'm the one who is supposed to swing you around, not you!" Kieran yelled, and I laughed at him. Cassian stood on the side with a small smile on his face, while Zyan looked at us with curiosity, and then smirked. He raised his hand.

I screamed as I was lifted off the ground, dropping Kieran. I was spun in place by the shadows, the breeze gently caressing my face. I giggled as I was twirled in place, the petals spilled from my shadow from joining me. I was set down on the floor with immense care, and petals were stuck in my hair. I tried to shake them out of my hair, and failed miserably. I shrugged at the three, unable to help it. They all laughed at me, each of them talking about how clumsy I was, even Zyan. I looked at them with a smile, at my family.

I, Kieran and Cassian were orphans. We met each other at an orphanage, and even though I was only 4 years old, I still remember that day. I was crying, I saw a monster, and I was scared. All the others were teasing me when Kieran came over to me to make my tears stop, and Cassian was arguing with the others, yelling at them to go away. Ever since then, we had never left each other's side. Kieran is half a year older than me, and Cassian is a year older. Kieran cried when I cried, and Cassian made us smile together. I never really ever felt abandoned or lonely, not with these two as my family. They were a part of me, without them, I didn't feel like the me I was.

And now that Zyan was here, I was complete. The was a part of me that needed him this whole time, and when he came, it was fulfilled. I didn't really understand what we were, what I was to him, what he was to me, or what we were to each other. Was it Philia, Eros, Storge, Agape, Mania, Philautia, Ludus, or Pragma? Was it affectionate, romantic, familiar, selfless, obsessive, selfish, playful or enduring? It was obvious it was something to do with love, he had said as much when we were walking together. He had asked me if the was an age for souls to love. But why was he always talking about my soul? What was it about my soul that he was so obsessed with? I looked toward him again, he seemed very engaged in talking with them. He didn't seem or feel evil, so why did he say that he was a devil, a different variation of the things I saw? And why did he yell back at the park, about not having time? Why did he yell all of that when everything was fine just minutes before that?

"Answers, Zyan. You promised." I spoke up, deciding to get the answers I needed rather than have more questions in my head. Zyan looked over at me, and smiled.

"Yes, I did, didn't I? Very well then, I shall begin." I blinked at him, very confused by the change in his behavior. I went over to him.

"Zyan. Normal talk. We aren't in a king's court or something like that. Talk to them like how you talk to me." I whispered in his ear, and he nodded his head, while grimacing.

"Sorry. Force of habit. I do that when I'm nervous. I smiled at him, and put my hand and his cheek. He leaned into my palm, like a kitten seeking affection and cuddles. My face was starting to heat up. Just were we?

"So talk to me then. It's just us here. The other two are shadows. Hm?" I said to him, and he took a deep breath and nodded, and whispered back that he agreed.

I went and sat on the couch when Cassian said, "Lyna! Ever the Miss bossy!" My brows furrowed. I was surprised and confused that they didn't ask me about what I was whispering to Zyan, when he waved his hand. Cassian and Kieran were both frozen mid-motion. They were breathing, and regularly blinking, but other than that, they were like statues. I looked back at Zyan, who smiled at me.

"When you were telling me to stop being nervous, I froze them. It is complicated stuff, I have to make their souls and minds busy thinking about other things, and making sure that they still breathe and that their hearts still beat, but other than that, it is quite useful. I'll teach you this later, it's to do with elements, so you can learn it too."

"So that's what you did for our biology class that day. You froze us, and made shadow versions of us. You didn't have to take a part of us, no one else knows us that well. But you did have to when you wanted to talk to me, because Cassian and Kieran do know me. It showed in the shadow me today. They saw me, but they knew that it wasn't the real me. And what do you mean by that element stuff? Zyan, just tell me will you?" I looked at him with a very exasperated expression, I was tired of not getting my answer.

"Yeah, Lyna is bossy." Kieran said as he reached over to ruffle my hair. It only messed up the petals on my hair more, and I swatted his hand away. Zyan had apparently unfroze them.

"Time to give you people answers, I guess." Zyan said, coming to sit near me. I prepared myself for answers, and felt nervous. I was going to know my reality, but what if it wasn't what I expected? What if I was something I didn't want to be? I shook my head. I was who I was, and this new information shouldn't change who I am.

"I am a devil. I'm not joking, and I am definitely not acting kinky. I am a different variant of the things Lyna sees, which are called demons. Those things are created by devils with resentment towards certain humans, and sometimes run amok because they have no mind. I am from Tartaros, the capital of Sheol, or the thing you hell. I am of 4th rank of Devils, under the first hierarchy. I am under the leader Berith, the leader of the 4th rank, head of creating the impulse for committing homicide and quarrelsome. However, I do not follow a single order he gives me. I couldn't care less. I am not truly evil, I am a banished angel, which is how I ended up in the first hierarchy. That is a story for a different time though. I have the power of the elements, and the shadows. And other questions?" Cassian and Kieran seemed stricken, but fine. I felt... normal? Not because I heard it before, but because I had accepted it. It was a part of him, and he was who he was. But my main question now was...who was I?

"Zyan, who am I?" I was fumbling with my fingers as I asked, and I had mumbled it, so I thought that he hadn't heard. But he had. He put his hand under my chin and lifted my face to look up at his face. He was looking me in the eyes.

"My Lyna, you... are an angel."

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