Feeding time

God's hand of vengeance walked the night streets of Nachton. Rogziel,God's left hand, among the streets of the vampire citadel.As he walked around he coulden't help but wonder. Who of these were innocent and who's blood tainted by the same curse that gives him the power to execute his charge.A scripture came to mind....

All were sinfull. Holy wrath began to fill his mind. He watched Adonai's sheep walking on their free will. Doing their sinful deeds with not even the slightest inkling of remorse for the pain they caused their maker. Humans were quite the curious creatures indeed. He tryed futilly to fight back the rage in his brain.His muscles screamed to him to let loose and judge these sinners, vampires or not.He could almost feel his hands reaching for the 200 year old, and modified amputation knives on his belt.he was on the verge of unsheathing his weapons when the thirst snapped his train of thought.

He took his hands away from his belt. It had been a long time since his last feeding. However it was too late for him to feed from his regular sources, Alter boys.After a couple moments he came upon a hotel building. he looked up and marveled for a moment at it's grandeur. He had always enjoyed architecture. The percision, everything done to the most painstaking detail.he made his way to the parking ramp of the Grand Piazza.he walked up the ramp, looking for any convenient targets.after a couple minutes, he did indeed find such a target. a young girl, no more than ten, sitting on the dirty floor of this place, her back resting on the tire of a white van.

He came closer. She hadn't noticed him yet. He read the sign on the side of the van. It read "St. Andrews Church. Dunkirk, Ny."

"Perfect" Rogziel said to himself,preditory smile on his face.

"Little girl are you lost?"

The young girl was startled at the strange man's voice.she looked over at him, scared. she began the procedures to stand up. Rogziel put his hands low, putting a look of compassion on his face.

"it's okay, young one. I'm father O'leary.We've been lookin all over for you.Im just glad we found you before any bad people did." he bent his knees and stared into her eyes as opened his arms. "Now what do ya say, do you want to catch up with your friends or stay out here?"

The young one began to cry, leaving all instinct to the wayside. she ran to the priest and felt his arms close to hug her. he took the young one to the stairway and hugged her again,only this time she knew something was wrong......she fought her hardest to break loose, but it was as possible as it was to break titanium with a block of wood. She tried to scream.But this wolf in sheep's clothing held her mouth shut as he began to feed. It was all over within the next series of minutes.

"I never take more than I need and she will awake with no memory of this ever happening" He told himself. That's what he always told himself.Now it was time. Time to find Apollyon and let him know that he was here to cleanse the filthy iniquity from his soul.

(OOC: Bible verse is Romans 3:23.Rogziel out, Lock please.)