Perhaps there's more than meets the eye.

Like a curious child, the sunlight peeked through the treetops and gazed at the seemingly angelic young woman, she looked like she smelled of freshly-picked daisies, daisies that were smeared in the blood of her enemies. Right on her tail, was another young woman, but this one was far from ethereal. The demonic girl rushed through the rainforest, but the sunlight did not gaze at her, it glared. It glared at the scar on her hand, it's prying mind jumped from conclusion to conclusion.

Using the same technique that she used when people got in her way, the devilish girl quickly hacked through the layers upon layers of drooping leaves, until she saw a sliver of blonde hair glisten through the greenery. "Target in sight," she softly whispered to herself as a slight smirk crawled upon her lips.

The ocean blue eyes of the angel and the hellish red eyes of the devil met at last, but the question was not who would win the fight, the question was, who was the predator, and who was the prey?