priests

You were born into a family where your father was a demon and your mother was human. When you were 13, your father had to go back to hell because the priests were hunting him down to exorcise him. So you lived alone with your mother. She was a kind woman. She always supported you in everything, loved you, and raised you.

You lived like that until you were 17. Then your father was able to return to the human world when some teenagers summoned him as a prank. You were glad to see your father again; after all, you couldn't go to hell, even though you were a demon.

Recently, a sect of priests appeared in the city and began watching you. You managed to learn the names of two of them: the girl's name was Catherine, and the boy's name was Maurice. They only discovered you were a demon when you came of age, and they began hunting you.

This morning you woke up with your hands and feet tied to the bed railings with a rope. Your parents weren't home, but the priests were. They came into the room. Maurice was holding a cross and a book of prayers. Katherine had a cross around her neck. Maurice opened the page he needed and began reading the prayer, pointing the cross at you. Suddenly, you gave them the finger, and Maurice interrupted the prayer, almost raising his voice:

• Yeah, fuck, don't give me the finger! I can't concentrate!