<span style="color: #FFFF40"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">The dark man watched as the woman and child walked in the daylight, he had been watching for weeks now.<br/><br/>They were too easy to find after decades of searching. The other Fallen led him straight to the mother, her scent clung to the man's skin who he had passed in New York. All he had to do was follow the scent. <br/><br/>He could have taken the child by now, finding himself surprised when he saw her that she had a human form again. He knew this was not the creativity of her mother, and would be another mess to clean up.<br/><br/>Two. Two is always better than one. He had time, and would wait. he knew the moment he saw the mother of the second soul. Two pure souls. Brilliant!<br/><br/>They would suffer by his hand, and any who stood in his way. He would gain strength again, as he did so long ago. He would rule the earth, and the heavens.<br/><br/>He would have his army once again and reign.<br/><br/>All in due time.</span></span></span>