Capturing The Angel of Death

Warnings and Precautions

The night was still young, but that didn't slow down the brewing occultic activities that had already begun. More than half of the humans loitering the streets by this time were all occultic men and women who were out looking for potential prey. The real deal always begun during midnight or the very early hours of the morning. This is when they finally slaughter the preys that they have managed to get a hold on and offer their organs as sacrifice to Whatever it was they worshipped.

Bornville reeked of evil and almost every morning, mutilated and mangled bodies showed up on the streets.

This was something that was done in secrecy before, but because of the ever rising occultic activities, it had become normal to dump corpses on the streets and not get reprimanded despite leaving enough evidence. The Anti-Quinns couldn't do anything about these occultic activities, they weren't authorized to take any sort of action against them. Their only duty was to make sure that they sent any evil spirit back to hell. They had no business in fighting against occultic activities, and with their number it was way safer and better to keep away from a fight they had no chance of winning.

They drove past the almost filled streets ignoring all the curses those they disturbed rained on them as they drove past. It was best to mind one's business in this type of situation. They already had the Quinns after them, making more enemies would simply be overkill.

The two boys alighted from the vehicle before Marcelo drove the car into the garage. They both stood outside waiting for the next instruction, but Marcelo simply walked past them without uttering a single word. If they didn't know what they were meant to do, then they might as well sleep outside tonight.

Rebecca was already up when he reached his bedroom. She was asleep when he left and even though he feared that she might try something stupid in his absence, Sebastian's safety came first before hers.

She walked down from the bed while holding the blanket tight to her chest to cover her nakedness. He turned away to give her some privacy while at the same time relieving himself of his shoes and excess clothing. His mind was stuck on more important things other than Rebecca's nakedness, but he still chose to be a gentleman.

He had some questions to ask Sebastian, but he would do that after dinner. He wanted to make sure some certain conditions were in place before he could attempt making any move towards capturing the Angel of death.

It was a shame animals didn't have souls. This made it exceptionally difficult for him to achieve his goal, since no normal human being would be willing to risk their life for such an experiment. The chances of survival where eighty to twenty. Which meant that death was almost guaranteed for anybody who was to embark on such a journey.

He had faith in himself that he could be able to change those odds. As long as the grim reaper was a spirit, he could be bound. The only issue was being strong enough to perform this task. For one to be able to bind a spirit, you have to be stronger than the spirit. And the strength requirements wasn't only physical strength. Mental and spiritual stability were key factors to consider when trying to capture higher spirits, if one was lacking in any of these aspects, then the binding was sure to fail and the spirit would be triumphant. In situations whereby the spirit was an evil spirit, it could possess the binder or in some cases, kill the binder.

However, he was confident that nothing would happen to him even if he failed. Death was impartial. It would never harm or even touch him unless it was his time to go. The only problem was the person he would be experimenting with. If he failed, then the person was sure to die. It was a gamble and the stake was a humans life. He couldn't afford to lose, he won't lose.

"Sebastian" Marcelo called after they had finished with their meals. He had kept his eyes on the stranger all night long and could notice some sort of relationship building up between him and Sebastian. It wasn't a strong one, but it was still a bond. However he wasn't calling Sebastian for reprimanding, he was calling the boy to tell him of his plans. He had told Rebecca about it and she had been partially against it. Her words didn't have much impact when it came to this issue though, he just wanted to hear what she had to say, and she had disappointed him.

She hadn't realized that if this worked, then the Killers of her brother would finally be brought down. Her thirst for justice and vengeance was just poor and he didn't like it one bit.

Sebastian excused himself from Michael before heading towards his master. He didn't know what he had done this time around, but he managed to keep a calm face as walked towards the man. He kinda feared the man, but he loved being close to him at the same time. He loved his relationship with his master and honestly didn't want anything more than this.

"Sir?" Sebastian replied the instant he neared the man's location.

"Stop the formality" Marcelo ordered. He had told the boy to address him as sir whenever they were at work, but aside from that he would prefer being referred to with his name. He wouldn't also mind if the boy called him father. "Michael, tell me what you know about him"

Sebastian was a bit surprised with his master's words. He thought that the only reason he had brought him here was to get rid of his curse. His master wasn't the type that would suddenly take interest in strangers, it was kinda weird. But at the same time, there was the possibility that he just wanted to know something about the being that would be spending a night in his house. The information he was about to relay was crucial no matter how much he thought about it.

He spilled all he knew about Michael to Marcelo who listened with utmost seriousness. The man paid attention to every word that came out of his mouth and the seriousness and attentiveness scared him a little.

His master was always serious all the time, but this was bit extreme.

"So he doesn't have a family? He survives from pickpocketing and that's how he got his curse?" Marcelo inquired despite hearing all these a minute earlier. He wanted to make sure he wasn't taking someone's only hope into death's den. The boy fitted every category he was looking for. He was someone who had already abandoned life, and according to Sebastian's words, he was ready to die at any time and wasn't even concerned about it. He was the perfect candidate.

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Sebastian nodded in affirmation to his master's question. something was up and he could feel it. He had overheard Marcelo talking with Rebecca moments ago, and from the looks of things they seemed to be in a disagreement about something. He hadn't really given it much thought then, because Rebecca and Marcelo never really had the same vision about anything. They were the exact opposite of each other. The only thing they had in common was being members of the Anti-Quinns, but even that didn't go smoothly either.

He was beginning to think that the disagreement was about Michael. Maybe Rebecca was against him staying here, and he couldn't really blame her. He had heard about her brother, and bringing an absolute stranger into the house on the same day could be really frightening.

"Is anything the matter Marcelo?" Sebastian questioned, doing his best to sound as calm and polite as ever.

Marcelo took his eyes off the carpet and focused them on Sebastian's. He had been lost for a moment, but Sebastian's question had brought him back to reality. He had been pondering over going through with this and had finally found his resolve.

"I want to capture the grim reaper"