Unforgiven

Back To My Past, Part 1

I have so many questions.
If I never meet Dominick, then I never get the offer for the money If I killed my best friend, then I never try and kill him, then I never die!
So...does that mean I'll still be dead? Or not? UGH!! I'm so confused. In fact, I'm still trying to soak everything in.
"Stephania," Comes a voice from behind me. A strange voice, it seems familiar, but from where? I spin around with shock. "Scared you, didn't I?" The person asks. I look up. It's the boy who read out my task. He has smooth, blonde hair, that could easily be mistaken for gold. His eyes as blue as the sky surrounding us. White t-shirt along with shining white jeans and a black and white blazer, also black gloves and a black necklace.
"Umm, yeah, a bit, I guess..." My voice trails off.
"Well you're going to need your wits about you when you go down, you must be careful," The boy tells me.
"Careful? Why?" I question eagerly.
"The Dark Angels, they see through you, they know you're dead, they seek to stop you from completing your task so you can join their army," Now you tell me.
"How will I spot them?!"
"Their appearance, black hair, black eyes, grey clothes," I nod, swallowing the boulder that has formed in my throat. As if correcting my wrong wasn't hard enough.
"When do I go?"
"Twenty minutes," The boy turns around. "Oh and by the way, the name's Eli," Then he walks away.
Eli.
"Okay,"

I will not let the Dark Angels stop me from completing my task.
I will succeed.
Now that's final.