Hmm, I have no idea how to begin this but I’ll just start off with a little bit of history. One day, three friends and I were chilling when there was a flash and the three of us were embodied with the life essence and knowledge of three different mages knowledge and abilities. I know it’s not the most original story arc or what not but it happened and now we live with it. It’s not a bad thing though, not usually at least. Well, the three mages were from Dominaria. Dominaria is a magical plain that resembles our world but it’s much larger and much more…primitive and more sophisticated at the same time. There are a few really powerful mages that do battle and lots of magical creatures and the like. With the knowledge of these mages we learned how to summon creatures, cast spells, and create artifacts from Dominaria. With this we each developed a taste…I myself began to cherish life and at the same time death more and more, this is because I myself had become a Black-White mage. My friend Pensive was a concentrated person he used blue magic and occasionally dabbled in the dark arts for power when he needed it. He based his magic on careful thought and control. My friend Apocalypse (original huh?) sought total power and destruction. Last but not least was a suprising little friend of mine named Sage. He was slightly outcasted all his life and it showed in his new skills. He used the powers of nature and fire and commanded armies consisting of little mindless Goblins and large wurms.         

            Now that you know us a little better I’ll skip the usual big details on our discovery and save it for a flashback special. All you must know for now is a few minor details. We have huge powers but everything has it’s drawbacks and we realized real quick that we could die from using these powers but hey it’s fun and that brings me to the second point, WE AREN’T ALONE. As strong as we have become over the past month where we went to school and trained every day afterwards, we still can not handle everything we summon and we have found stronger mages. These mages were usually discovered by Pensive searching telepathically though the rest of us have means as well. This brings me to the last thing you need to know about us and our new powers, it wipes you out, afterwards we have to rest for a good long time and it takes a long time to recover if you won even if you didn’t try that hard or use that much and even longer if you lost. We know that we can also die if we don’t control ourselves in our practice or if we unleash the wrong creature. It’s very dangerous but like I said…very fun.

            I’ve given you details about Dominaria but let me give you just a little bit more. When we summon a creature, it comes straight from Dominaria. We’re using other people’s LIVES for our battles. Though most are willing to sacrifice themselves for anyone who has summoned them seeing as that’s how they were raised, they still have doubts and other feelings just like anyone from here. They are usually magical in creation and therefore not completely human, you need that for a later battle. We don’t use our powers just for combat, in fact…usually for our own enjoyment. Well then let me just throw you into the middle of a heated battle between Pensive and Sage.

            Okay, Apocalypse and me (Tempest) have been sitting this one out because Sage and Pensive have been having a little bit of heat between them so ‘Poc and I decided to sit this one out and watch. In case you forgot Pensive is blue and draws his energy from the great islands of Dominaria. Sage on the other hand is red-green and draws his from the lush forests and fiery mountains.

            “So you like those little sorcerer? Enjoy my PYROTECHNICS”

 Shouted Sage, now wielding four balls of fire and lightning. Before he could throw them at his intended target, Pensive remarks that

“Maybe some other time fool COUNTERSPELL”

 as Sage went to gather the balls of energy Pensive raises his hands and causes the pyrotechnics to fade to nothing.

“Damn you but if that’s how you feel…go my goblins”

 mumbles Sage sending his army of goblins towards Pensive. Pensive replies by raising his hands across his chest in the classic defense position as the goblins begin to pound him and then return home. The assault leaves Pensive with 1 HP and he begins to thank every lucky star he has for Sage not having one more goblin just as sage lets out a small laugh,

“RELENTLESS ASSAULT!”

 The goblins who were returning to Sage’s side now head back and assail Pensive again. “Good….match…Sage…I’ll have you….next time”

 Sage walks over and helps him up. Sage himself begins to feel weak as the magic is no longer flowing through him and he stumbles a little as well.

            “Come on ‘poc we gotta get these two inside.”

Tempest and ‘poc head towards the weak combatants and help them inside the little group’s fortified area.

 “Rest here guys we’re gonna go eat”

says ‘poc laying Sage on the bed,

 “Aight man did ya see my assault?”

 says Sage fading into dream land.

“Yo ‘poc I’ll catch you in a few I’m gonna go get some air”

yells Tempest running upstairs. He has an idea and who knows what could happen because of it. He’s been seeing visions in his dreams of a mysterious girl, he can’t really see her because she’s in the shadows but he knows she’s beautiful and he has to see her at least meet her. Temp’s always been the lonely romantic type and it has only become intensified by the new power he wields. He finally reaches the roof and pushes open the door. Looking up towards the sky and it’s infinite possibilities he closes the door behind him and places a piece of wood by it to hold anyone off for at least a little while. He then walks to the center of the roof and as he moves his right hand from his side he can feel the energies he commands now flowing through him and he concentrates hard to bring this girl from his dreams to his world. He raises his hands and without ever knowing her name or where he’s calling her from he summons forth,

“SERRA ANGEL”

and out comes the most beautiful female that has ever graced the earth. She is clad in armor greater than any blacksmith could ever dream to make. Her eyes are a blue that pales the sky’s beauty, and she stands at a height that is neither overshadowing or down casting. But of all these traits two things stand out more than anything her Divine Beauty and her amazing, long, white feather wings. Then, as though she was not already an avatar of beauty she speaks to Tempest,

“You have called me forth upon your world. But, are you worthy of me?”

asks the angel in the most gracious, and ladylike tone that ever was spoken. Gathering his thoughts, Tempest finally puts a response together,

“I hope”

The angel finds this to be a waste of her time and reaches for her sheathed sword while warning Tempest,

“I will not serve a master who is not worthy”

She dashes towards Tempest after having told him her thoughts on the situation and slashes at him cutting his stomach and knocking him back to the ground.

“Ughn”

Tempest has no thoughts on what to do so he calls forth a spell to save himself,
”SACRED NECTAR”

Upon casting this spell, a cup full of what he believes to be hunny-dew and water appears and he drinks it healing his wounds.

“How can you be an angel and attack me?”

“Silence human. Now defend yourself.”

“I won’t fight you and I graciously bow before you”

Says Tempest as he takes a knee in front of the angel,

“Accept me and you shall not regret it”

The angel looks down at Tempest and then puts a knee to his jaw sending him to the ground again and knocking him unconscious. Then 3 events happen simultaneously, Pensive and Sage regather their strength and are back to normal, Apocalypse begins to wonder where Tempest went and decides to look for him, starting in his favorite place, and the angel begins to shine with a white glow and as the clouds now cover the entire sky she flashes black. Though no one can see the event happen the Serra Angel now falls from grace after having enjoyed hurting Tempest and becomes a FALLEN ANGEL.

            The new Fallen Angel walks towards Tempest slowly as it’s body begins to decay slowly. Her only thoughts now are for destruction as she stares at the limp body of her summoner. She pulls her blade as ‘poc kicks the door down behind her, the event startles her and she jumps into the air and holds her position.

“Well, I shoulda known, ol’ Temp was up to some of his girl getting ways again…can’t get a girl in real this world so he reaches for one in-“

But, before he can finish his sentence, the angel flys towards him and lands the knife in his stomach. As she pulls it out, ‘poc feels his powers flowing and he summons forth his three great Waterfront Bouncers to handle this for him. They engage the angel in a battle that is clearly not gonna go his way.

            Tempest opens an eye and after taking his first glance he feels the tremendous pain in his jaw.

“OWW”

He says getting up slowly but surely. Now rubbing his jaw he looks up to see three of ‘poc’s creatures fighting an angel, HIS angel? No she’s different…ugly, decaying…not the angel of beauty he had just summoned…but perhaps he didn’t summon what he thought he did. He then saw ‘poc laying on the ground holding his stomach.

“Damnit”

Tempest know he was going to he have to find something to fight this damn angel and she was by far the strongest creature they’ve ever seen…if only she were his. He runs toward ‘poc’s side and casts a sacred nector for his friend,

“Here drink this”

Poc does and his wound heals but both are still weakened from their combat.

“I don’t know if I can take this. What happened Temp?”

“Tell you later and I’ll handle this…somehow”

Tempest looks up at the angel now standing over three dead bouncers. DAMN, he thinks. I need something to beat her….wait. What’s this? Yes that’ll do it.

“Yes that’ll do it just fine. Come forth and defend SUSTAINER OF THE REALM”

A flash of energy circles itself until a form steps from it. She is a beautiful young lady carrying a shield and spear with angel wings and armor…another angel? Yes another angel but this one, this one is even purer. He watches as the Sustainer and the fallen one do battle it’s obvious that the fallen is able to do much more damage but the sustainer can take much more abuse with her shield. After a few good minutes of fighting both begin to circle each other knowing that it’ll be a stalemate if someone doesn’t do something soon. Tempest has just the idea,

“HOLY STRENGTH”

A light begins to swirl around the sustainer and though it’s not visible, the sustainer and the fallen angel can feel her new power flowing inside her. The two resume combat and after a few short blows the Sustainer is victorious.

            Both mages turn their powers off and fall, the sustainer catches her new master and holds him clueless as to where to take him. At that moment, Sage comes up muttering something about noise. Then he stops and looks at the sustainer, he can tell what happened and grabs ‘poc and silently takes them into their quarters.