She was watching what was happening from high above. The soldiers and scientists were doing their thing. Poorly, but at least things were coming along quite well. She did not care for their petty squabbles. The more whom died, the better it was for her. The more pain and chaos that was sowed, the better.

These mortals, they squandered the gift. The gift of life. The gift of choice. Anger boiled up inside of her as she thought about it. The Father had done it once. Almost done it twice. He had scattered them to the corners of the world, hoping that the mortals would not fight each other. Yet they kept fighting. Yet they kept defiling the gifts.

The ways of Alexander, slaughtering his way to power. When he died, it did not stop. They fractured and kept fighting. The rise of the Romans and their butchering ways. Exterminating thousands to keep the 'peace'. She had watched as the tribes butchered each other. Watched the ones living in this continent butchering each other instead of helping each other.

Throughout history, those in the mortal realm killed each other. Supernaturals, as the humans called them, and humans alike. They were all equally dirty. Neither appreciated the gifts of her people and the Father.

[color=f7976a]"It's time,"[/color] she said to herself and started falling towards the ground. Yes, it was time. Time to put things into motion. As she dove towards the ground she channeled her powers and broadcasted to everyone present at the theatre.

[color=f7976a]"Greeting, you who oppose order. Why would you fight? Why do you oppose what is right? What would benefit all?"[/color] Her voice was domineering, loud yet eerie as it echoed through the minds of those present. [color=f7976a]"Now please...go along with the friendly folks that are here to get you."[/color]

She landed with a bang in front of the first buss, sending a shockwave through the ground with her mind to make it as dramatic as possible. Her wings flared out and her hand stretched out towards the first buss and the sound of metal twisting could be heard by those nearby as the engine was torn out from within and tossed to the side.

[color=f7976a]"Now please....let's stop this pointless fighting."[/color]