Sebastian sat alone in the big house all by himself. Rebecca was out for a night exorcism, and Marcelo had travelled a day earlier. He had no idea on what to do with his free time, and nothing important seemed to come to his mind.His eyes lingered to the same spot where Michael's body laid dead over a week ago. He didn't know why it thought it was such a good idea, but Sebastian decided to try something new. He could tell if a spirit or a demon was here by touching the remains of the spiritual essence that lingered around the area. He had no idea if it would work for ghosts or dead people, but he decided to try it anyway.He placed his hand down the cold hard floor and closed his eyes. He was scared, but yet his entire body screamed for him to continue. He wanted to withdraw from the event, but his hand was unyielding. He felt nothing, no single spiritual essence remained within the walls of this building, and he could guess Marcelo was the reason why.High concentration of spiritual

"Pesky exorcists, they got what was coming for them!" The fleeing demon commented amidst a wild cackle Outside it's host, It's voice wasn't as demonic as Sebastian had expected. It was almost man like with scaly skin and and reddish black skin. Two immature horns stuck out of its head and it's eyes glowed bright red. It looked multi jointed, and could easily bend itself without fear of breaking any part of itself.It was now free from the posture he had sighted it in seconds ago, and made a quick leap towards the only visible exit out of the room. It was taller and bigger in size too, almost reaching the same height as his master, Marcelo Quinn Giving into his rage, Sebastian felt an ominous pulsation ripple through his veins, at this point he felt as though he was capable of doing anything. There was this innate knowledge about every existence that he had no idea how he had acquired. This knowledge was still strange to him, but it didn't matter as long as he was able to use them to

"So you've decided to pay your old man a visit Marcelo, what could the problem be this time?" A man in his mid fifties asked. He had a cup of coffee in his right hand, while the left one made its way to his unwrinkled face to adjust his annular spectacles. "Are you implying that I only ever visit when there's trouble?" Marcelo returned as he made his way towards the table to join his father. lowering down the cup, Immanuel turned to face his son before replying. "I only speak out of experience." "How are you father?" Marcelo asked, ignoring the earlier remark and trying not to be guilty of his actions. "How have you and mother been fairing?""You know exactly how we're doing. There's no rest for those who are involved with the Quinn family." Immanuel cleared his throat and leaned forward on the table. "I'm guessing their the reason for your visit, no?" "Unfortunately, yes." Marcelo confirmed. "The Quinns are growing stronger than expected. If they aren't put down quickly, things m

For several moments a tense silence ruled over the entire area, one broken only by another question from Marcelo. "The Dark Knights? Where exactly is this boy from?" Sebastian couldn't tell if Marcelo was surprised or annoyed, he has never been good at reading his master. But now he felt even more confused. "He said we both came from an orphanage owned by the church. According to him we were experimented on, and that's how we're able to do things regular humans can't." Sebastian blurted out hastily. This was more of an interrogation rather than the normal questioning he always got from Marcelo. "Is there something wrong Marcelo?" Rebecca asked. She could sense some sort of unease from him, and it had all started after Sebastian mentioned the dark knights. Something was definitely up with those people, and Marcelo knew something about it. "Could you restrain him, if you don't mind." He requested and Rebecca nodded affirmatively before leaving to find the needed equipments. "I'm s

Francis and Marcelo walked side by side as they made their way towards the meeting room. All members of the Anti-Quinns have been summoned and all members were expected to be present. He couldn't remember when last a meeting had sounded as urgent as it did right now, and that was why everyone seemed tensed. Sebastian couldn't think straight, not only was the seriousness of this meeting giving him anxiety, the thought of leaving Benjamin all by himself was making matters worse. He was at the verge of losing his mind."Are you okay? You look as pale as a ghost" Jerome commented as they made their entrance into the hall. Everyone except Marcelo, was already seated and they were as serious as ever. Sebastian ignored Jerome's remarks and proceeded to take a seat where he considered comfortable. He was the least ranked member here and that reality made him extra cautious anytime he was around these people. "I'm not gonna waste your time, the earlier I get this information to you guys t