<div align="center"> ---- 100 years ago ---- </div><br/>Thursday, October 12, 10:45pm:<br/>"Oh God! please! dont do this!" the priest screamed as Seraph walked towards him, blood dripping from his fangs.<br/>"Go ahead, cry out to your God, he wont listen, he's ignored me this long, your cries are in vein" said Seraph with an evil chuckle. With that, Seraph bit the crying man's neck, blood gushing down onto the ground. Normally Seraph would have been more descreet in his hunting and avoid leaving such a mess, but tonight he had something to prove, this would be a show, a presentation to let the people know, he was among them, and that God could do nothing to save them.<br/><br/>Friday, October 13, 9:30am:<br/>The Pope's carraige arrived at the Holy church, the sight in front left a horrified look on his face.<br/>Three men, crucified each nailed upsidedown to a cross, to a human they appeared normal, but those who could detect the supernatural would recognize each one as an Angel.<br/>"Sir, you may not want to enter the church....it's worse inside..." said the Pope's aid.<br/>"I'm the highest authority of the church, it it my duty to know what these beasts have done to my people" said the Pope angrily.<br/>As he entered the church the Pope fell to his knees and wept. His daughter was strewn naked across a statue of the Virgin Mary, drained of blood. Her battered body showed signs of Rape. There was a note hanging from another statue that held a spear, it read: "Tell you're God I am waiting for him, what you see before you is the punishment your people inflicted on me, the hunter is now the hunted. You took a daughter from me, and so I felt it only fair to do the same favor for you. Signed,<em>Seraph</em><br/><br/><div align="center"> ---- Present Day ---- </div><br/>Frank felt his insides burning, whatever it was he just ate must have gone bad or something, now it made him dizzy.<br/>Suddenly he collapsed on the floor in front of a girl carrying her unfinished food to the trash. She tripped over him, dropping her tray. Then Frank could smell it, what was once one of his favorite meals had now become sickeningly disguting to him. Garlic Potatoes.<br/>Frank was still drowsy and his head was spinning but he was able to get up and stammer "Are you ok, I'm so sorry about that" as he looked at the girl. (Anyone Open for interacting with Frank?)<br/>