Elysium of Angels

Chapter 1.



Most people say when your nineteen you haven't lived or had the chance to see the world. You are neither child nor adult, somewhere in the middle. But lets just say at nineteen years old Damien has seen things in this world and done things that not even an eighty year old could dream of. And not all of them are good things. Damien may have only been nineteen but he can't remember a time when he had ever been able to act as a child. Sure there was a time. But his life ended and began again when he was six.



He had a family but he wouldn't really call it a family. They never done much for him except give him food and shelter. When he got kidnapped, a new life began. He didn't know if his family even missed him, if they went to a lot of work to find him. Were they happier when he was gone or not? Was he just a burden?



None of that mattered anymore. It probably never did. And if he was given the chance, he would have never gone back.



It seemed after being kidnapped after school, the life Damien knew ended and a new one began. It was a life that was much more horrific and dangerous, one that no child should ever have to experience... Ever.



But he wasn't the only one. Nope, far from it.



At the Academy everyone begins at the age of six or seven. Mostly male. It didn't matter where you were picked up. In your bed or off the streets. It didn't matter who you were before you came here, especially not to the teachers. What you wanted others to know about you was your own business. Because information is power here, and what people know or find out could mean a life or death situation. As long as you learn to accept who and what you are to become. Some student's learn fast and some have to learn the hard way.



Damien can admit he was a little stubborn at first. But he still knew what to look out for and observe his surroundings better than others. At first he was a scared and naive little kid. But he got over it fast. The years blurred together in an endless cycle of training, sleepless nights and horrific punishment.



No longer is he the scared and naive little kid. All that he has left in him and all that he feels is a bitter coldness running through his veins. Though he may look nineteen, there is a whole lot to see in those icy blue eyes. A whole world of knowledge, There are things within his eyes he doesn't think anyone could see and still remain unchanged in there peaceful and loving world. Those fairy tales just don't exist, at least not for Damien, and not for a few others like him.



Damien is easily the best at what he does. He became the best in order to stay alive. In the effort he has lost everything. He is no longer anything. All that is left behind is a cold and emotionless killer. Unable to feel emotions except the thrill of the hunt and capture. Someone once told him his eyes are like windows, windows that are closed to the world. He could see out but they did not allow anyone to see in. It seems that his eyes show just how far he has fallen. And if they weren't, you could just ask some of his teachers. It makes him laugh to think how appropriate the saying, 'the hunted has now become the hunter,' has become when he thinks about how far he has come in his training.



The truth is he makes them nervous. The people who made him what he has become are afraid of him. Hell, he makes everyone around him nervous. They all know what he can do and what he has done. It doesn't bother him thought. In a place like the Academy the important things are your reputation in your skills and the ability to measure up to that ability. You cant be weak because it will be turned against you.



Weapons were only allowed to be carried by those who are the Superior, the respected ones and the ones not to be messed with. Such as Damien.



Damien was only sixteen when he went on his first assignment. Damien was the first to be known of. You are usually eighteen before you get into the action. Yet he had flown through his training, passing in all his classes and outdoing most of his teachers. That had made him a target for the older students who had yet to graduate and go on their first assignment. Fortunately Damien was the one with the weapons and skills and they who were without.



About the same time he started going on the assignments he was given the Code name 'Undertaker'. Everyone accepted into doing assignments were given a Code name.



Once Damien was assigned a target, they didn't live long after that. He cleared the way for their death and carried it out perfectly. He was the best the Academy had ever seen. He was the Undertaker. He is death personified . He was Damien. Now he is 'Death'.