Her Name Is Alice.

              Alice was standing in the middle of a battle field. Screams and cries sounded all around her as wolves attacked  men with sharp teeth and and bat-like wings. Tears ran down her face as she saw the world burning around her. Ashes and dead flower petals fell from the sky like and endless rain. Pools of blood covered the Earth. Whose, Alice couldn't tell. She tried screaming, tried telling them to stop, but they didn't seem to hear her. She whirled around shouting to anyone who would listen, then she saw him.
           A man who seemed timeless. his image faded in and out, but Alice still saw him as if he were truly there. He stood seven feet tall, with long golden curls that hung to his shoulders. Crystal blue eyes, fair skin, and intoxicaling pink lips, along with broud shoulders and a muscular chest. He was concentrating hard, his forehead creased with tension.
             Everywhere around him was burning. The flames engulfing anything that came near. Wolves and vampires alike, ran burning. Some rolled on the floor, in the pools of blood, but nothing could help. Nothing would douse the flames.
           The man's eyes flashed to Alice, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched her. "This was the only way" he said, his voice like that of the angel he was no more. As he looked away, Alice remembered something she couldnt quite place where she had heard. "Sun of morning, save our souls, it seems our all powerful God has given up on us."
            A burning vampire with his bat wings extended, gradded her shoulder, the flames licking at her skin. "SAVE ME!" he was screaming. Then another grabbed her wrist. More and more came, holding onto different parts of her body, flames scorching her skin. Soon she was covered with them they began blocking out her vision, untilm all she could see were the burning bodies of demons...