I have two names. My Demon name is Reven and my Angelic name is Gabriel. My mother fell in love with my father before the Fall and I was born right after. Angels can not sin in heaven and, being only half angel, I was only allowed to stay until I was old enough to take care of myself. God gave me the name Gabriel and sent me to earth as his personal "Archangel". Since then I've been running around this earth doing His will. Four years ago I lost my memory. Oh I remember from the Crusades and up but after that I don't know what happened to me. I was found on the door step of the Roman church with a diagonal slash on my back, from my right shoulder to my left hip. They offered me a home there and I stayed for a while.

But something wasn't right, something was telling me to move on so after a year I left the church. I have been traveling all over Italy from Venice to Reggio di Calabria not to mention all the villages. Though lately most of them have been abandoned. There have been rumors running around of a swarm of vampires making their way swiftly across Europe and were fast approaching Italy. Of course all of this may not be true since I get most of my information from traveling monks on their way to Rome. Most are awfully fat and complain a fair amount about the weather and the condition of their food supply.

Anyway, I was traveling northward toward Venice, to answer a letter sent to me by a friend of mine, when I heard a shout and the sound of horse's hooves. Around the corner of the road came a small man not much more then 5"5" with what looked liked guards on horse back chasing him. They quickly caught him as I road up. "What going on here?" I asked. "Nothing that need bother you, now be off!" said what I presumed was their leader. Then as I started to ride off the little man they were chasing spoke up. "Please save me, they will kill me if you don't!" one of the guards slapped him. Curious I asked "What has he done that you're going to kill him for?" "He is a thief, a pick pocket, and we have been chasing him for weeks." said the leader. "What's he price on his head?" The guard stared at me a moment then said "It's about 50 crescents." With a smug look on his face as if knowing that I could never pay that much. To his astonishment I reached down and counted it out. Handing it to him I said "There that should do it." He stared at it a moment, then stuffed it into his pocket. Waving at his men to let the little thief go he turned to me and said "Hope you have a nice evnin sir. Pleasure doin business with ya." And they road back the way they came.

AN: Okay I think I should warn you my chapters may be short and the story will be kinda long. Also I don't write and type very fast so there may be kinda long pauses in between chapters. Please review and tell me what you think.