Angel had left her cave, it wasn't anything new, she moved around every two weeks to a new cave. But this time was different, she now had a reason, a purpose. She really couldn't be bothered fighting this invasion, however, if she didn't help then this world could very well end. This way she goes down something shes good at. She had always intended to fight, but when the time came, it wasn't in her best interest. She had tried, all alone against the invasion, she barely got away. The beacon was bright and it pointed to a new start. In her whole life, she had only two goals, complete polar opposites. Her first goal, to kill every and all humans for blood. Her goal has changed, to save the world from even scarier beasts. She walked to the beacon. 

The beacon was bright, standing over anything and everything  in the world. Angel stood at the base and looked up, her eyes couldn't see the top, she wandered if it did have a top. The forest was a change from her caves in the wastelands. The shade produced by the dense trees were in Angels favor however, if a fight broke out. She jumped from tree top to tree top, circling the forest and making her way in, taking in the foreign destination. If the time called for it, she could atleast have an advantage. She ended up at the porch now, creeping towards the door, she knocked with her left hand, her hand reaching for her sword and cloak covering her from prying eyes.