In the war between those On High, and those in the Depths Below, there are those who are caught between. Of those many multitudes there are but a few who can see the lines drawn in the souls of those around them. That can see the taint of the holy and the unholy. The few choose their sides or choose none at all. Of those few there is a great man known to have pulled off the greatest of hat tricks upon even the one most dark, dying, only to return to life once again saved by that very dark force. But his is not about him, but it is but one story of his only surviving apprentice, one who has been trained in the dark scriptures, carrying relics soaked in holy blood, bound in the darkness between worlds. Welcome one of the shadows in the night, the dark warrior who stands by walking the path in the eternal black. Where his path will lead none yet know, only that it will be a bloody path. Carrying a baseball bat a composite of a dozen materials that are deadly to the most common of deadly forces, but celestial and infernal. A highly illegal, m79 grenade launcher, though he only carries what amounts to 40mm shotgun shells of various unique materials, including one rumored to contain teeth from nearly 30 different catholic saints. He stands ready with dozens of tools though few would suspect a baseball backpack to be such a dangerous arsenal against the supernatural.