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Zane turned around and was now no longer able to see the other fallen angel and he floated back down to the ground. “Dang it Zane you need to get your head in the game and find her now!” Zane yelled at himself for not realizing that she had been dragged off. Zane ran over to the dead guard and realized this one looked exactly like his escort did except slightly shorter. Zane ruffled through some of his pockets and produced a key that looked rusty. Zane then tried to unlock his manacles and was hit in the back of the head being knocked unconscious. He was then dragged off of the field and locked up in a room that looked big and red with yellow trim on the bed he was thrown looked the same. The person that had nocked him out quickly unmannacled Zane and quickly left the room locking the door behind.

The two water wizards from before came into the arena and blasted Blaise with a whole lot of water. Blaise in his Phoenix form screeched and slowly started to change back to normal. The streams of water also knocked him out. Two guards with enchanted fire resistant clothes came up to Blaise and dragged him into a bright orange room with candles on either side of the bed. The two guards tossed him onto the bed and quickly left.

The room was a sky blue and decorated with gold painting decorations. Her eyes narrowed was she looked at her surroundings and examined each and everything in the room with the sight of a eagle. Her eyes stopped at a pile of fresh and clean presses on a wooden oak desk and with a note on top of. She slipped out of the bed and her bare feet hit the cold floor as she walked over to the dresses and picked up the note and read it aloud to herself, "Today you will be going to a dinner and meeting your fellow contestants. Dress nicely and not like a fallen angel you are." The last sentence made a vein pulse in her neck and her eye twitched in annoyance. She put down the note and looked at the dresses and smirked as she saw a dress of black and a black rose of the corner of the torso and the hem of the top of it.

Blaise awoke in his room and looked around, "Where am I?" He says to himself. Suddenly he spotted a note on a piece of paper, it read: "You are one of the contestants, dress nicely for this evening, and not like a berserker." Blaise chuckled at the last sentence, "If only they know." He looked around not like any of the clothes they gave him, "What ever I will just do this." Fire engulfed Blaise changing his attire to a black button up shirt, with the collar being red, and dress pants and shoes, both with a red trim. "This will do for now." Blaise says adjusting his collar.

The Theif slipped on the black dress and hissed as her back was exposed and so her wings were free, but also, it made her fee naked and vulnerable. She growled as she walked to a mirror in the other side of the room and saw herself. She looked pretty except for her red messy hair and her tired looking eyes. She sighed and walked into the bathroom and brushed out her hair and put on a TAD of make up, but she Stoll looked gorgeous.

Blaise changed his legs into a flame and started to restlessly run on the walls and celling of his room, "When are they going to let me out of here. I am getting anxious to do something." He puts his hand on an orange gem that is attached to his shirt sleeve.

A soft knock resonated from the other side of the Theifs door and she hissed a come in. The person obeyed and opened the door to reveal maid that looked to be in her twenties with a plump face and stomach and smashed in nose and pudgy fingers. Her eyes narrowed at the woman and she stretched her wings and waited for the woman to talk. "Come with me and ill lead you to the dining room." The woman ordered with a deep voice that made her seem liked a man. The Theif grinned and nodded, following the woman, and she lead her to a extravagant dining room

Zane eventually woke up and noticed a note next to him. It read doesn’t dress like the fallen angel you are but get ready for the dinner and be ready to meet your fellow contestants. Zane got up and looked over at a red tuxedo and sighed. “Alright let’s get dressed.” Zane says as he walked over and started changing into the tux. He then noticed a red rose with black trim. “Hmmm now I like!” Zane exclaimed as he pinned the rose onto his tux and finished getting dressed. His tux was red with black trim just like the rose he pinned onto his tux. Zane found a mirror and looked at his hair. “Well I guess a hair cut couldn’t hurt.” He just so happened to find a knife with a note attached to it. It said in all upper case letters. TRIM YOURSELF! and he started doing so.

A knock came at Blaise's door, he dropped down from the ceiling and said, "It is about time! I thought you guys would of left me here, come on in." A man a magic symbol on his chest, which was probably to protect him from Blaise's flames, came in and said, "If you would follow me to the dinning room please." Blaise nodded and replied, "All right, lets get going." He and the man left for the dinning room.

the Theif sat at the table and stared at the food in action. Poison? Maybe... She didn't know. She could t smell of detect any magic or poison on the food or in the wine... but she was confused. Why dining? Wasn't this to kill the other contestants?

Blaise arrived at the dinning room and took a seat across from the girl, he hovered his hand over his food, making it catch on fire. "No harm in making sure nothing is wrong with it." Blaise then started to eat the food not caring it was on fire. His orange gem visible to the girl.

The Theif stared at the man and her eyes narrowed, "Shut up and chew quietly." She said harshly and she turned her head so she wouldn't l ok at him. She didn't care about this man... She didn't care about anyone no more. Not after... the incident. Her wings were spread out and then folded as she got more and more comfy in her fancy and comfy chair of the palace.

Blaise not caring what the girl said still ate in his normal way, "Why should I care what someone has to say about me when they are in the same boat as me?" He asks her then takes another bite of his food, any specs of food that landed on him instantly got incinerated.

After he was done trimming his hair which looked about 5inches long now he heard a nock on the door. Zane slipped the knife into his sleeve to conceal the knife. “Come in.” Zane says as he walked over to the door as it opened a bulky soldier entered the room and grabbed his arm pulling him along. “We are going to the dining room now so don’t stray off you hear me? Good!” The man pulled Zane along to the dining room. It took a little while but then he was pushed into the room and the bulky soldier disappeared. Zane after being pushed had run into a chair and landed on the floor with the chair landing on him. “Ooof!” Is what he managed as he laid there on the floor.

The Theif held back her anger and said coldly to the man who ate like a pig, "No there is a difference between us. I'm stirring, your weak as a newborn colt." With that, she stood and walked past the man on the floor, not even glancing at him as she walked to another part of the dining room to be alone. She sat on another chair next to a vase of roses and stroked a petal with her index finger and it wilted at her touch.

Blaise just shrugged and kept eating. He heard someone hit the floor with an "ooof" and looked over to see someone laying on the floor. Blaise chuckled a bit and said to the man, "Have a nice trip?"

Zane threw the chair off of him and quickly got up. “Don’t be making jokes with me you runt!” Zane snapped anger getting very evident in his voice as he unfurled his wings out to full length. “I will not stand being made fun of at all!” Zane snapped at the thing he had called a runt. Zane walked off away from the thing and went over to a corner in the room and looked at the other fallen angel as she caused a flower to wilt at her touch. Zane looked around the room and found lavender he picked one that he liked and then cast a protection spell on it. Now with lavender in hand he walked over to the fallen angel and held it out to her. “Do you know what lavender stands for?” Zane says anger having been washed away instantly as he looked at her.

"What?" She pulled her hand away from the now wilted flower and brought her gaze to the fallen Angel before her. Her eyes were a deep color of green as they looked at the fallen Angel and her face was blank as she stared. Is he flirting with me..?She thought as her eyes narrowed and she waited for his response.

“Lavender stands for love at first sight.” Zane looks at her with a smile and still holds the flower out to her. ‘I hope she accepts the flower otherwise I’ll have to undo the spell on it.’ Zane thought for a moment his eyes gleaming with what he had said about love at first sight. Zane put his other hand to his head and tried to make his hair look bad for a second and then stopped realizing that if he did so then it wouldn’t look good anymore.