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Story 1: Nowhere but home.
Part: 1
By: PJ (Angel)

It had been a good while since Angel had been at the Demos Inn, in fact he had traveled a good long ways away from the place that he caused so much pain. Angel was far north in a small town, he had return home to his roots; The cool air howled as he sat in a tavern. The small iced over the window making it impossible to see through, the fire crackled ever so lightly and the smell of sweet apple cider filled the air. Angel had been drinking his favorite drink all day, a old type of scotch that was only known in this small town. There were some new faces in the tavern and some old one, among the new ones was a young girl. She looked no older then seventeen, she had just started working there, her face was joyful and happy. 'She reminds me of someone.' Angel thought to himself as he watched her work, indeed she was similar to someone in fact two people. Her body tone matched that of Sick, but her voice and personality was that of Rim's. Angel downed another glass as the young girl walked over to him. "Tell me what is you name?" He asked of her with a kind smile. She returned his smile and spoke back to him in a soft tone. "My Name is Lust, I am pleased to meet you." Lust, indeed many guys must of thought that. Regardless he had a wife to be, she was fine but not for him. Soon the night was upon him, Angel sighed many had left the little tavern. He however didn't have nowhere to spend the night. "I suppose I deserve this." He said lightly to himself putting on his hat, seeing the same girl for earlier walk up to him. "You not from around here, if you need a place to stay the manager rents rooms upstairs." Her voice was still soft, along with her face. No one had been this nice to him in a long while, the fire was starting to die down and the only people left was him, the girl he manager and his wife. "Well there young fella you need a place or what?" The manager was a jolly old man with a white beard and was as bald as the moon, his cheek were red and a smile across his face he had been drinking. "Yes that sound good." Angel smiled at the jolly old man. "Well then follow the misses up stairs." The little man said hobbling to his bedroom. "That's ok Mrs. Holly I'll show him upstairs." Lust said in a sweet voice to the plump old women. "Why thank you dear." She said following her husband. "They're a very sweet old couple." She picked up the front of her skirt and walked up the stairs. "Indeed they are." Angel agreed and followed her upstairs, the only light there was on the stair was a candle that stood on a ledge that went into the wall. The upstairs was fairly large about four room worth. "Your room is here across the hall from me." She said opening up the door to the room. "Your staying here to then?" Angel asked her walking towards the room. "Yes I really have nowhere else to go, well good night." Her voice sounded sad that time as she walked into her room and shut the door. Angel walked into his room and laid down on the bed, it was warm the whole room was warm within minutes he was asleep dreaming of what tomorrow would bring.