Disclaimer: I don't own Trinity Blood, though I'd really like to. Neither do I own the poem, Robert Frost owns that.

Forget Me Not

Chapter I- Prelude to Slumber

-Fire and Ice-

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

Robert Frost

I was born with him. I grew up with him. I learned to hate, and love with him. I was instructed to fight and kill with him. I experienced sorrow because of him, and learned about lose because of him. And in the end, I learned about sin, Heaven, and Hell because of his hate for all human kind; the hate that spurred my own. Because of him I learned more then a person should; I experienced more at his hands then I had ever dared possible.

Yes, I learned much from him; my twin brother Cain, and none of it doing me or mankind any good.

Now here I was, standing in a cemetery of a countryside church in Londinium, in the kingdom of Albion. In the very place everything was born anew; the blood, the hate, and the dreaded violence. I stood straight and proud, staring at him with my ice blue eyes, and a frigid unyielding expression on my face.

On his face, like always, was that angelic, misleading smile. He always was the beautiful one, the one radiating light. His six wings made of perfect white feathers, where my wings looked like sharp thorns, and radiating darkness; he was the perfect illustration of an angel. But he was no true angel. Cain Knightlord was the Angel of Death, and would bring only destruction to the world.

Our meeting was no coincidence, with Cain coincidences didn't exist. This is where the war for the end or freedom of the world would end, or so I silently hoped. I would fight Cain with everything I had at 100 Crusnick, and he the same. I will fight above this little church my funeral had once taken place in, and win. Yes, with Lilith's blood I could defeat Cain; I refuse to loose. And if I did loose, I would not only fail the world, but more importantly, I would fail Lilith, and Esther; sweet, lively, loving Esther.

I won't die here; I won't die by Cain's hand again and leave the people dear to me behind in despair. If I couldn't win the fight, I'd find a way to take Cain with me. I knew a way; all I had to do was to try it.

Stopping to stare at Cain's smiling face; I remembered Sister Esther's beautiful face. I remembered her dreadful screams and tears as my last breath was breathed, to echo in the darkness called Death. I don't want to put her through that again. It wasn't going to happen again, it would be a fate far worse then death.

"…Esther…" I thought, silently praying for God's guidance and protection in her reign, as I removed my glasses with a gloved hand.

"Hello Abel," mockingly smiled the Angel of Death.

"This is the last time Cain," I stated flatly, ice lacing my words. "I won't let you destroy this world."

He smiled at me; eyes falling shut. I didn't return it, just stared blankly back.

Not letting this meeting going on more then it needed to, I flatly acknowledged my limitation to 100, as my twin did the same. With our power at its maximum we clashed in flashes of ruby and sapphire lightning; fighting a fight centuries old.

I, Abel Nightroad will not fall without taking my hated brother with me.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

A/N: yea, here another fanfic to add to my endless list of ongoing fics (sighs). I wouldn't have done it if it hadn't left my brain alone. But the funny thing here is that I'm not Christian, but instead Wiccan (laughs aloud) figure that one out! XD but enough of my drabbles, the important thing is that this fic is pasted off of both the manga and anime, so yea. And the next twist is in the next chapter, so stay tuned to…

Forget Me Not: Chapter 2- 6 Feet Above



R.I.P- Sunao Yoshida-sensei