The three girls are up high in the sky surrounded by clouds. Xena is the only one with a type of shirt on, and even then it's not much.

Xena: So where are we going?

Melonie: I don't know. Leann?

Leann: Who's parent's aren't home?

Xena raises her hand and is thrown off balence, plunging a few feet, recovering and flaps back up.

Xena: Mine... Both at work. Brothers at school.

The clouds clear a little and they see their subdivision and cul-de-sac. Melonie gives a momentary shout and points. All three of the angels tilt and glide down to land in front of Xena's house. Xena reaches into her messanger bag that has been flapping at her side and pulls out a key (*basic decorations: Hatteras Light house charm, skull charm, converse tag, and little tae kwon do figurine*) The trio walks up to the house and Xena unlocks the door.

Xena: umm... my bike is still at school...

Melonie: We'll get it tonight along with my pick up. It should still be there.

Xena: Yeah. Xena turns the key in the lock. Come on in. Meine Hause is deine Hause. Make yourselves at home.

Melonie immediently makes her way to the living room, which is a white square affair, with little furnature. Leann follows grudgingly behind. Xena goes up to her room where she changes into a white cami top. She takes one look at herself in the mirror. No reflection appears back. Shaken Xena goes back downstairs.

Xena: Welcome to my dump. Hungry?

Melonie: Nope.

Leann: Not particularly.

Xena sits down on one of the couches. The ends of her wings slide on the fabric and curl around her forming a kind of heart around her upper body. the same has happened to Leann and Melonie.

Xena: Well, who wants to start?

No one raises their hand. Xena lookes from Leann to Melonie. She clears her throat.

Xena: I guess I will then. You both know I'm Xena, and this is where I live. Last night I had a dream in which 'God' air quotes charged me with being a messanger. I was to be called Chastity. Melonie, you know this.

Melonie: Yeah. You told me.I had the same dream. I'm Benevolence.

Leann: Freedom. All good traits. But there is room for error.

Xena settling back on her wings: Explain. Xena lets out a cry of pain and bounces forward, rubbing at her wing bones. Leann ignores her and starts to explain.

Leann: Chastity's opposite is Lust. Benevolence, which means kindness, has the opposite of Cruelty. Freedom has Slavery. We could all turn. I doubt that would go over with... him.

Leann points to the ceiling and the other two girls shudder.

Melonie: Hey, what about us, I mean, we don't even know what we look like. Anyone got a mirror?

Xena: Won't work. I took a peak in my bathroom. We don't show a reflection.

Melonie and Leann: WHAT?

Xena: Yeah, but I think it works while we're human. I saw myself perfectly in the mirror this morning.

Melonie: WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE.

Leann: Your red hair is straight, and you have off white wings. Xena, You look the same as you always did, exept you have red wings. They're a bit smaller than Mel's.

Xena: Well, you finally don't have acne Melonie. Your rosacia is gone too. And that fencing scar on your left wrist!

Melonie: Really? Damn! I liked that one...

Xena: And I don't have that big jagged scar from the bike accident. You know, the one on my... well... you know where it is, you've heard the story.

Melonie: Yeah. We know.

Leann: Xena, you look spectacular. Now. What do I look like.

Melonie and Xena look at each other for a long moment. Then Xena finally pipes up.

Xena: You look stunning. Every inch of your skin is perfect. Good job. You have big huge black wings. I mean, their enourmous. Monsterous. Magnificent. I'm running out of words. Mel, help me.

Melonie: With what?

Xena: What's the word I'm looking for...

Melonie: Umm...immense, colossal, massive, vast, prodigious, tremendous, monumental, stupendous, gargantuan, elephantine, mountainous, or astronomical? Any of those?

Xena: Yes! Massive, monumental and gargantuan! I mean REALLY FRICKING GIANT. Seriously Leann. Sorry.

Leann: Thanks...

Melonie: Anyone feeling a bit tight around the wing bones?

(Xena giggles to herself: Wing bones... hehehe.)

Leann: Yeah. And, kind of... filling up?

Xena stops giggiling and points at Leann, then Melonie.

Xena: DUDE! THEIR SHRINKING!

Leann and Melonie: WHAT?

Xena reaches for her back and then finds her wings, which are only stubs now. The wings soon disapear under her fingertips, sinking beneath her skin.

Xena: Woa.

Melonie: Cool.

A flash of light erupts in throught the living room. All three girls jump back in their seats.

God: Ahh, so I see you have all met.

Xena: Who the frick are you?

God: Well, I'll leave you to find that out for yourself, young pagan.

Xena: Not so much pagan as you. (ass hole...) She childishly sticks her tounge out.

Melonie elbows Xena, fingering a gold cross at her neck.

Melonie: Are you God?

God: Possibly. As I said to your pagan friend, you can find that out for yourself.

Leann: What are we here for?

God: You three are to be my messangers. Benevolence, Chastity, and Freedom, each trait taken from your own background, have become your guides. You were picked through your trustworthiness, your loyalty, your stamina, and your kindness. You accepted my offer last night, during a dream.

Melonie: What are we?

God: Messangers, Angels, call yourselves what you will. But remember your opposites and always do the right thing. Cruelty, Lust, and Slavery are all your opposites. The war is over when the last angel falls to sin. I trust you to do the right thing.

Xena: Aye aye Capitan!

God: I'll be watching.

Light fades out, and scene goes dark.

Look out for scene four! Coming Sometime!