Devin was a very small town compared to Koorong. That was the first thing Naomi noticed when she got off of the ship. She second thing was that it was very dark. Almost no sunlight shone onto the black pavement as Naomi walked through the busy streets.

"All this place has is darkness and poverty," the blue-haired girl looked all around her before making her way back to the port.

"Do you need some help?" asked a young man. Naomi turned to look at the boy.

"If you do, you might want to see the doctor in the back alley, he knows about a lot of things," Naomi raised a delicate eyebrow to the boy before muttering her thanks.

'A doctor,' she thought, 'That's what I need.' The human walked quickly, occasionally asking for directions. Many people gave her odd glances, and Naomi started to get a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Still, Naomi held her head up when she walked inside of the clinic. As she walked into the darkened waiting room, she looked at a hunched man sitting in a chair. A faded nameplate at the desk said one name:

Doctor Nusakan

'Could he be the doctor?' thought Naomi as she tapped him on the shoulder.

"Sir, are you waiting?" she asked. Her turquoise eyes widened when his head rolled off of his shoulders, turned around, and started to laugh at her. A clock struck that it was noon, and a deep voice from the other side of the door said, "Next, please." Naomi shuddered, but she felt a force speak to her, and she unconsciously opened the door.

"Everything's ready for the operation, lie down on the bed," said the tall raven-haired man standing beside a metal bed.

"I. I just." the doctor's eyes turned to her, and Naomi noticed that he was unnaturally handsome.

"I see, you weren't whom I was expecting," Dr. Nusakan adjusted his glasses and walked towards the stunned girl.

"I just came to meditate." was all Naomi could say in response. She didn't know what to do, she was afraid of this man, and she couldn't move.

"Then why aren't you in Kyo?" Naomi shook her head and grimaced, "The lady at Kyo's dojo annoys me."

"Well, I can tell you this, Koorong isn't the best place to go if you want peace and serenity," Dr. Nusakan chuckled a bit at his own joke, adjusting his glasses again.

"Do you know where I could go?" asked Naomi.

"Why don't you talk to the Ring Lord in Mosperiburg?" said Dr. Nusakan, "He would be of more help to you than I would." Naomi hastily bowed and walked out of the doctor's office, the skull still laughing at her retreating form.

"Strange human," muttered Dr. Nusakan as he returned to his paperwork.

************** Naomi was breathing heavily when she reached the port. She knew where her next destination was, but it still made her feel a bit odd to leave the doctor.

"Where to?" asked the man behind the desk. Naomi looked at the slip of paper taped to the counter that listed her choices. She opened her mouth to say Mosperiburg, but was surprised when her voice said something else instead:

"Magic Kingdom."

Even as Naomi stepped on the ship, she wondered why she had said that- deep in her heart she had no desire to visit that ruined city. She chuckled to herself when she remembered what the IRPO's excuse was, a terrorist attack.

'Right,' thought Naomi, 'A terrorist attack that could level an entire region?' Her sweet voice echoed throughout the shuttle, and a few people turned to look at her. A pair of black eyes were behind a familiar pair of glasses, which kept on slipping down the handsome mystic's nose.

"Doctor Nusakan." Naomi trailed off as the handsome doctor strode towards her, "What are you doing here?"

"I see," said Nusakan, "You heard Hell's cry too."

"Hell's cry?" Naomi backed up a bit, her eyebrows furrowing.

"I thought only Mystics had that acute sense of hearing, you see, that was the cry of Hell's Lord, he has awakened," said Nusakan as he adjusted his glasses again.

"What are you talking about?" Naomi was starting to wish that she had not come on this flight.

"You don't remember. oh well, that's alright," Nusakan smiled faintly.

'He's crazy,' thought Naomi, but for some reason, she didn't want to leave. Maybe she started to understand what Nusakan was saying, for deep in her soul she felt a tugging, something telling her to go to the ruined Magic Kingdom.

****************** Naomi didn't flinch when she got off of the ship and saw the devastated city. A few people rummaged through the city ruins, looking for belongings. or loved ones. A few of the areas had wide veins of open earth gaping like wounds, and standing beside one of them was a tall and thin man, wearing the suit of an IRPO patrolman.

"Excuse me, Mister, but what happened here?" said Naomi as she tapped the patrolman on the shoulder. Fuse turned around and looked at the human with his unwavering eyes, and soon a smirk formed on his lips.

"I thought the IRPO told the public that it was a terrorist attack," Fuse's voice was deep and slick, heavy with attitude.

"Since when could terrorists level a region?" Naomi let an eyebrow rise, and Fuse chuckled.

"I'm sorry, but we're still trying to figure out a sensible reason ourselves," explained Fuse, "The story that a survivor told us is downright insane."

"What did he say?" said Nusakan, his voice bitter with agitation.

"Something about Hell and its fucked up demons or something like that," Fuse shrugged his shoulders, dismissing the story entirely.

"Fuse, there weren't any survivors," Naomi, Nusakan, and Fuse turned to look at the approaching magician.

"Hey, if it ain't old Purple!" Fuse clapped Rouge on the shoulder, grinning widely. Rouge's eyes were somewhat cold as he looked at the Naomi, and then Nusakan.

"Fuse, I can understand the IRPO wanting to keep the masses calm, but to lie straight to a person's face? You were there yourself, as was Nusakan," Rouge nodded to the doctor, who adjusted his glasses in response. A tint of red entered Fuse's cheeks and he grumbled.

"All three of you are crazy," laughed Naomi. Rouge's clear eyes looked at Naomi, and her heart sunk as she saw that he was not lying.

"Then. these chasms. they." Naomi got on her knees to get a closer look, and her face paled.

"They're gates to Hell," finished Rouge.

"No need to scare the girl!" Fuse whacked Rouge upside the head, and the magician growled in response. Naomi couldn't hear the three of them talking, for her ears were filled with the sound of flies. At first there was indistinct buzzing, but as the volume increased, Naomi could've sworn she heart a heartbeat among them-no, a thousand heartbeats of those who were slaughtered in Hell's unsealing. Naomi felt bile rising in her throat as the stench of decaying flesh flew at her from the chasm's gaping mouth. She bit her lip closed to resist the urge of throwing up, and even as the heartbeats and buzzing of flies pounded their way into her soul, Naomi heard one voice:


Fuse caught Naomi in his arms as she crumpled at his feet.

"Now you've done it, Rouge!" exclaimed Fuse as he looked up at the silent mage. Nusakan sighed and ran a hand through his hair in response.

********************** A deep husky voice whispered in Naomi's ear, "Come, come on... you know that you can hear it." Naomi stirred and let her eyes snap open. To her surprise, she was sleeping on a very comfortable cloud. Naomi smiled for a moment, but it faded when she noticed that the sound of flies was still in her ears. In front of her was a figureless form; all she could see was a pair of brilliant white wings, tainted with stains of blood.

"You're Hell's Lord?" asked Naomi, as she did her best to avoid the cherubs that flew past her. Her knee scraped across the cloud, and Naomi was surprised to find that the cloud was actually hard and coarse. She rubbed her finger against the cloud's surface, and saw that it started to chip away like paint, revealing a grotesque, pulsing surface soaked with blood. Naomi glared at the form before her and said, "I have no time for you! Take me back to the Magic Kingdom!"

"What do you have left at that ruined city?" the male voice replied.

"I have." Naomi trailed off, stopping herself from saying the word: friends. No, she hardly knew Nusakan or the others.

"You have nothing," hissed the voice, "I want to make you suffer before I come for you, be gone!" Naomi clutched at her throat before she slipped out of consciousness.

******************** When Naomi woke up, she was in a small infirmary. A beautiful figure sat beside her, his hazel eyes glowing with kindness.

"What happened?" asked the azure-haired girl as she looked at the Mystic. He delicately shrugged his shoulders, and said nothing.

"What is this place?" Naomi couldn't tell why, but this man's kind smile made her unafraid. The Mystic's smile faltered, and he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"You can't talk, can you?" He shook his head, the understanding smile still on his face.

"Maybe he just doesn't want to talk," Naomi looked up at a beautiful woman who had just walked in. Her eyes were cold, and Naomi didn't trust them. The Mystic's smile widened as he looked at the beautiful woman.

"Silence, how are you?" said the woman, a smile forming on her lips. The Mystic, Silence, just shrugged his shoulders and grinned.

"Oh, so that's his name," said Naomi, "He's a dear. and you are?" The woman's smile faltered as she looked at Naomi.

"Name's Doll," said the woman, "Agent Doll. Fuse told me what he knew about you, but I never caught your name."

"Oh, my name is Naomi Tatsuhiko," Naomi bowed slightly, and Doll nodded.

"Alright, now that I've got your name. come on in, Nusakan," Doll gestured for the Mystic doctor to walk in. Nusakan smiled at Naomi before he said, "I'm glad that you are alright." Doll looked off at the wall, and Silence tugged at her jacket sleeve. The pink-haired woman looked down at the mute and smiled.

"I'm not surprised that you fainted," said Nusakan, "Did you go through a flashback?" Naomi laughed and replied, "I thought that those were only in movies!"

"Tell me, what do you remember about your past?" said Nusakan. Naomi raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms.

"That's a rather personal question," she said. Doll's eyes traced to Naomi, and she looked like she was about to yell at the girl, but Silence squeezed her hand and shook his head.

"I know that it is a personal question, but believe me when I say that it's very important," pleaded Nusakan. Naomi plopped back on the bed and sighed heavily before saying, "I was born in the Magic Kingdom, and I lived there all of my life until one day, when I went to Devin to visit a friend. that's when I heard about the Magic Kingdom's destruction."

"Is that what Hell's Lord wants you to think?" said Nusakan. Naomi's face paled.

"What do you mean?"

"You were there when the Magic Kingdom was destroyed, Naomi," said Nusakan, "The only reason you lived was because Hell's Lord thought that you were too useful to be killed yet."

"Yet?" Nusakan nodded at Naomi's question, and the girl shuddered.

"I don't believe you!" exclaimed Naomi in response. Silence touched her hand gently, a sympathetic look on his face. Doll merely rolled her eyes and walked out, nearly slamming into Fuse on the way. He whistled, obviously used to Doll's cold attitude.

"You all right, lady?" asked Fuse, his hands in his pockets as he walked in.

"I'm fine, thank you," replied Naomi, her voice quivering a bit.

"I don't believe you, not for an instant," said Fuse as he stood beside the Mystic doctor.

"I don't think I believe myself," said Naomi.