It wasn't till after he'd met that strange girl- in desperate need of guidance, that he began to see past the the black and white of his small church. After she left he sought out others with knowledge of the other worlds, he found many things that shook him deeply; it only strengthened his fate. Jason felt the need to learn to defend himself, he spent two years training with a band 'priest' that fought the physical threats. From there he was sent to train with exorcist, the church had decided he was so sound of faith that he would be a great asset to that devison.

Four years he spent training with them, he'd seen a great many things no human was meant to lay eyes on, and hidden deep within the compound lay a man who'd been consumed by evil. Once the boy was a wealthy man's son, once he'd belonged to the elite class, but now he stayed bound in chains, hidden away from the outside world. Jason was not allowed to see the lost soul again, when he'd first arrived they had brought him to witness the exorcist. Things however had not gone as planned, the demonic creature killed several priest and latched onto Jason.

"I sense great darkness within you." The thing smirked licking Jason's cheek.

The body it inhabited was muscular, tall, with short hair -though his bangs draped in his face. The man's chest had strangeblue marking on it that danced up his shoulders, with soft lightning marks scattered across his body. Eyes starting to turn black with piercing ice blue irises, his ears turned up into a point, he was beautiful.

"Death has kissed you and still you stand… how incredibly thoughtful of them to bring such… a fine specimen." Wrapping it's fingers around Jason's throat the Demon tilted him back lapping at his Adam'sapple.

"I can give you all the answers you desire. I can bring you more pleasure than your precious little drugs, can you feel me? My very essence dancing through your veins. I'll feel so much better inside you, Jay bird." It whispered in his ear before sinking it's teeth into Jason's shoulder.

The creature had Jason pinned to the ceiling, and if he closed his eyes he could still feel the intoxication of it, the way it seeped into him like the finest heroin. It tangled itself in Jason, pawing at every inch of him, leaving him little purple marks with it's mouth and a scar when it had bitten him. The fathers that came to intrap the Demon had to pry him from Jason, leaving the man feeling empty and cold. It took three days for Jason to recover, and months for him to stop dreaming of the creature crawling into his bed each night.

Today Jason had finished his training, it was time for him to be sent out into the world, the other Fathers felt he was ready to start saving the lives of innocents. Packing up everything Jason walked the halls one last time, avoiding the room the demon had pinned him in, perhaps he would miss this place the most. It was filled with such great knowledge, and the people within the walls, he'd miss them too.

It took three months before the news of what happened at the compound found its way to him, the place burned down one week after he left, no survivors. Jason was in the midst of a case when he found out, the tragedy leaving him in dismay, the distraction was noticed when he entered the lavished home he'd been called to. It was home to multi-billionaire Bruce Wayne, Jason was greeted by a butler who seemed a little cold and off put by him being there.

"Right this way, master?"

"It's father Todd." Jason answered looking around the house.

"Right… Father Todd."

The closer they came to the room the colder it became, till Jason could see his breath in the hall, the man stopped in front of the door. Giving Jason a look of hope the man touched the door, he smoothed the wood and closed his fist.

"Save master Grayson for us, father Todd." it sounded pained, as if his voice would break and he'd start to sob; he stayed strong.

Opening the door and walking into the oversized room Jason looked for the possessed, the lush bed was empty, bedding all wadded up at the foot. There was a small couch that was empty, a large TV stand covered with books and pictures, it was too dark to make anything out, so he walked closer trying too see the face in the frame. A crashing sound pulled Father Todd's attention, moving toward the sound he found only a small broken cup by the bedside table.

"Forgive me Father… for I have sinned." A thick voice called out from the other side of the room.

The lights flickered off as Jason turned to face the voice, a figure stood impossibly still in the corner- it made his skin crawl. Taking a step further into the room Jason looked the figure over, assessing the body held captive by the demon within; the closer he got the more the man looked… unhuman.

"Tell me your sins child."

"Child?" It howled with laughter. "Even my body is older than you…" The demon crouched down hands dangling between it's legs.

The movement caused Jason to stop, he hadn't see a demon try to make itself small before, they were all about fear and manipulation. What game was it playing? Was it trying to draw him in? Lull him into a false sense of security? Choosing not to move any closer Jason asked again.

"Confess and leave his body."

Laughter filled the air, it was tangible, the sound rolled over his flesh and lingered in his ears, making his skin rise into goosebumps. Somehow the way the creature sounded made Jason uncomfortable, as if the sound itself had a deeper meaning, like the tone and pitch help a secret all its own.

"Well, you see I can no longer separate myself from my host. I've been bound for far too long and i'm afraid he's become part of me, but I will confess… I've bathed in the blood of innocents, let their screams fill me up then devoured their souls as they fled from this world. I've whispered in the ears of good men and women, watching as they easily gave into temptation." It spoke tenderly, inching forward into the room.

Unmoving Jason watched it move, he tried to make sense of the words spilling from its mouth, a demon engulfing a human soul into it's own? That was unheard of, they way the body moved was strange, it contorted in a strangely seductive way. Finally it reached Father Todd, face turned toward the ground, long slender fingers slid up his thy grabbing at the hem of his shirt.

"I've also burned a holy place to the ground. I reviled in watching them all burn. Whispered into the ear or a lonely fryar, filled him with lust till he could no longer stand being alone. Once he opened my cage." The demon chuckled. "I gave him a goodbye kiss before bleeding him dry."

The creature moved itself up Jason's body it's hands roaming freely as they traveled to his shoulders. Breathing a little shaky, Father Todd looked to the the demon pushing it's hair back to show it's face. The light flickered on to showcase the demonic take over, it wanted Jason to see it clearly and with a taunting smile it gave a little spin. Blue marks made a 'V' on his chest and back-between his pecs and shoulder blades, they slid up his shoulder down his arms and over his middle and ring finger. His whites of his eyes were completely black making his ice blue irises glow in contrast. Horns grew from the base of his head right behind his ears, they covered all put the tips of his pointed ears. His skin took a grey tone and a tail with a pointed tip slipped from behind his back to caress Jason's face.

"You…" Todd muttered taking in all the changes, what had the demon done to the poor soul