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[castielle]

Flow continued to glare but stopped advancing, retracting her wings and dropping to her knees beside Drake. "What can I do?" she asked helplessly. "I'll do anything! Anything!"

[mythal's mercy.]

Lucifer smiled and said to her,"How about I make it where Drake doesn't remember you, he lives and carries on with his job. Sound good?" he said and put his hand out for her to shake. Drake coughed and shook his head,"Don't.... do it." he told her quietly.

[castielle]

Flow closed her eyes, but didn't shake his hand. "If I agree to this, he lives?" she asked. "Just as he was before he met me?" She took a deep breath, already knowing in her head exactly what her response would be to this proposition.

[mythal's mercy.]

Lucifer smirked and nodded,"Yes, he lives and it is as if you two never met. He will have the hate for you as h would any angel."he said. Drake was slowly starting to die. He coughed and put his hand on her shoulder, shaking his head.

[castielle]

Flow nodded. "Alright," she agreed, shaking his hand. In the shadows, Amy was smiling. Although Flow would undoubtedly be depressed for months, it would be better for her this way. Flow wiped away a stray tear that was trickling down her cheek, and she kissed Drake gently on the mouth before standing and walking away, pausing only once to look back at what she was losing forever.

[mythal's mercy.]

Lucifer smiled and shook her hand. Drake's eyes widened in panic. Lucifer grabbed him and forced him up. He used some of his powers. Drake was knocked out unconscious. When he work up, he wouldn't remember anything from when he met Flow.

[castielle]

It took Flow hours to walk the usually fifteen minute walk back to her house. As she walked to the door, Amy quickly hugged her, having left just before Flow. Flow didn't mention Amy's lack of involvement, due to the fact she knew that Amy would view this as a good thing. Remaining silent, Flow walked back to her room, throwing herself onto her mattress and, once she was sure that she was completely alone, broke down, crying and screaming into her pillow.

[mythal's mercy.]

A few hours later Drake woke up. He winced in pain held his head. He had a massive head ach. He got up and started to walk. He looked around the streets. He looked for people he could use and angel. He smirked and walked into a small store. He set a small fire which would eventually get bigger. He left and walked around more. He couldn't help but think of angels for some reason. He sighed and walked more.

[castielle]

Amy soon walked into Flow's room, standing just by the door. "Flow?" she began hesitantly. "There's a fire down the street that we should probably sort out. Drake was walking from the scene." Flow removed her head from her pillow and nodded, wiping her nose.
"Alright, I'll be there in a moment," she promised. Amy nodded and left, leaving Flow to pull herself together. It took her a few moments to do so, but soon she and Amy were in town, looking at the fire for evidence of demon involvement.
"A demon definitely set this fire," Amy concluded, noting all visible clues. Flow was, admittedly, quite bored and upset still. She gazed around the town, and was totally unprepared when she saw Drake walking about. She stared at him for a moment before hastily looking away.

[mythal's mercy.]

Drake looked back at the fire and smirked. He looked around before he started to walk to the beach. He then thought of the people that were by the fire. He then walked to the fire. When he got there he looked at them He couldn't take his eyes off of Flow for some reason. He looked at her before he recognized her. He smiled lightly at her. He was about to say hey when she saw she was with someone else and he turned to walk away.