((The history of Lupe(Anax) and Vasuki(Daniel) hope you enjoy))

It was a hot summer day in New York a young boy stood in an empty lot filled with trash a smile on his face. To look at this boy you would think it odd but you would not look twice unless he pulled down his hood. You see this boy was scared across the face and most of his body now so he covered it is long sleeved hooded shirts and thick jeans. He kept his face hidden by the hood not many people could stand the sight of a 11 year old with scars and burn marks across his face. But he did not care he had a secret all to himself you see this lot was not empty to him. Each washer, fridge and stove held a treasure of his one that would frighten most people if they opened it up. This is where he kept the bodies and parts of the animals he caught and dissected well the ones that died you see the rest who lived became stronger and got to go on their ways. He did not know why he would try to fix them he just saw that dam black spot and had to do what he could to get rid of it. He saw it everywhere he went on people and animals he even saw them coated with blue and yellow dots. It drove him nuts most days and when he snapped he went to his traps knocked the animal out and worked on it. He was slowly realizing what these black dots were they were sickness disease injuries anything that his mind though harmful. How could he find them in animals he had no clue he just knew how to tear them out and put it back together. He had buckets of tumors, cancer diseased limbs all his treasures things he needed to have for reasons he could not explain.

"How come I always find you here when you do not show up for school?"

The boy turned around, "I just find it safe Daniel."

Standing a few feet away was a young dark skinned boy of the same age he had dark brown eyes and short curly hair. He was a handsome young man his clothes were simple grey shirt and brown shorts worn black shoes and in his hand was a bible. "I guess we all find the lords warmth in different places."

"You know some days I hate when you get all religious but you are right this place does have warmth for me." He walked towards Daniel, "I just didn't feel like going to class today."

Daniel nodded, "You are just lucky your grades are so...You're bleeding again."

The boy sighed and looked down at the spot of blood forming on his leg, "I guess I am." He walked towards a more private area where he would be unseen from the public.

Daniel followed him, "Do you need my help again or can you reach it this time?"

The boy dropped his pants his legs were mostly raw pink flesh but scars seemed to be slowly taking that over. He looked at his shin, "No I can do this one just give me the stuff."

Daniel nodded and pulled out a metal rod from his pocket along with an old metal lighter. He had been carrying these every place he went for the last 5 years ever since he met this boy as a way to help him. "Here you go."

The boy smiled and flicked the lighter on holding its flame to the metal bar watching as it slowly became bright red. Then he pressed it to his cut not flinching for a second neither boy seemed to turn away. "So what do the priests have you reading now?"

"Nothing I graduated to writing the bible in it three original languages they want me to be able to study original texts in the Vatican one day."

"Well you have been with them since birth I am sure they all see you as their son and want the best for you." He pulled the rod away and began to wave it around to cool it down.

"How are your parents doing you have not talked about them for a while."

The boy sighed, "My dad is still working hard my mom too both just want to make sure I am taken care of." He did not let on about his real life not even to his best friend.

"They missed church the last three Sundays." Daniel had always kept count of the flock even if it wasn't his.

"Yeah they are behind at the factory so my dad is picking up a bunch of overtime says he wants to do something nice for the community with it. Mom she is helping the old lady next to us her daughter just left her three kids with her and vanished one is still in diapers the others are one and two. The old lady can barely walk so my mom's time off she is helping her take care of the kids." He handed the lighter and now cold rod back to Daniel.

"I see well tell them they are missed and if they need a hand with anything the church can help even if that old lady isn't part of our flock." He tucked the lighter and rod away in his pockets, "So up for getting a snack before I need to go back to the church to help organize the records."

The boy nodded, "It is kind of hot I could go for an ice cream treat if we hurry I bet we can get some at the corner."

Daniel nodded, "Last one there has to eat what the loser picks for them."

The boy smirked, "Okay on the count of three."

Daniel and the boy both began to count, "One, Two, Three!" Both boys took off running down the street neither one trying to push the other both just running as fast as they could. They had done this a lot and both knew what to do to slow the other one down. Daniel reached over grabbing the boys shoulder and twisting him to the side trying to make him stumble. The boy let his body get spun using the pull to do a full 360 turn and keep running. The boy would grab Daniels waist only to have his waist grab then both pushed the other away Daniel hitting a wall but refused to go down and kept running. Then in the last few feet the boy pulled ahead and stopped at the back of the line with a grin.

Daniel caught up both breathing heavily, "Okay you win what do I have to get this time."

The boy smirked as he looked over the white board on the side of the light blue truck they were only three kids away from the counter. "a scoop of the mystery flavor and a scoop of mint chip."

Daniel shuddered a bit, "Okay that is evil last time he made a mystery flavor it was ketchup."

The boy nodded, "I will take two scoops of chocolate." The boy paid for his ice cream a second later the man handed it to him, "Okay Daniel make your order."

Daniel stepped up, "One scoop mystery flavor one scoop mint chip." He sighed and paid for it getting his cone a second later he closed his eyes and took a lick of the grey colored ice cream, "Oh god what is that smell it is like onions and garlic...but the taste is not bad."

The man in the ice cream truck chuckled, "It is caller durian."

Daniel began to quickly eat it wanting to get rid of the smell as fast as he could, "Next time I am not going to lose the race."

The boy chuckled eating his ice cream slowly, "I am sure you will." They both began to walk down the street towards the church, "So can you hang out tomorrow or are you going to be busy?"

Daniel began to slowly lick the mint chip ice cream, "I should be free after 2 unless something goes wrong with the set up mass."

The boy stopped in front of a large brown stone church that had two forward towers and one larger on in the center. The roof was black and every window was stain glass in the yard was a small grave yard reserved for the people who lived and worked in the church over the years the rest of the yard was grass and old oak trees. The doors to the church were huge dark wood carved with angels. Around the entire building was a stone a wrought iron fence with a huge gate that was open all the time. Unseen from this angle was a small square building that acted as a dorm for those who lived at the church stayed and where Daniel lived. The boy looked back at Daniel, "I will hold you to it."

Daniel nodded and finished his ice cream, "I will see you tomorrow." He began to walk towards the side of the church to go into the smaller entrance the workers used.

The boy waved and began to walk away he lived four blocks away so he made good time walking past the people going about their lives. His eyes catching their black spots knowing instantly what was wrong with them but never speaking a word nobody ever believed him. After several minutes of keeping his head down he came to his house. It was nothing special just a two story duplex they shared with their neighbour an older lady named Eleanor. Both houses were painted blue and looked identical except for the doors theirs was red hers was white.

The boy smirked not going to the red door he went to the white one pulling out a key he unlocked the door and slid in. A second later the scent of rotting flesh hit his nose this was his other warm place one he had been building now for the last month. He walked forward slowly looking to his left he had filled a room with cages and was keeping at least twelve live animals in them from cats to racoons. In the center of that room was a wooden table with knives clamps and belts. He had been working hard to increase his skill and now he only lost one out of every 3 animals he put on it. The twelve in the cage were recovering slowly some bandaged some just stitched with fishing line. He walked further into the room looking to his left to see a pile of slowly rotting corpses many of them birds and small animals even a few larger dogs. All he had seen with black spots on their bodies.

He slowly began to climb the stairs to the second floor ignoring the pictures of the old ladies family and odd art she hung up. He stopped at the top of turning to his right the smell had not got up here yet and it made him sad. But he was testing the strength learning how long before the stench soaked into the house. He turned down the hall passing the bedrooms and the bathroom whose sink had been stained red as did the wooden floors leading from it to the master bedroom. He slowly walked inside and laying there tied to the bed post was an old woman. The only thing covering her body was a diaper and a cloth around her chest, "Hello Mrs. Gingold how are you today...oh wait that is right you cannot speak because I had to remove your tongue." He smiled a bit slowly picking up a knife watching her eyes move to it her head unable to move for last week he had put a bolt into her skull. He began to sharpen it slowly, "Today I am thinking I can work on your heart it seems to be slowly forming a black spot...remember how I told you about them well you are slowly growing more and I can't have that." He took off the hoodie he wore and placed it on a dresser his chest and stomach were scarred almost completely. He then took the knife and slowly cut a line down the soft clean flesh, "Feels perfect." He picked up a curling iron and waited for hit to warm up before he pressed it to his flesh searing the cut shut. He turned the iron off and walked towards her, "So far I have removed a third of your liver one of your kidneys three feet of intestines your tongue tonsils that one was fun. I have held your stomach in my hands and squeezed it until you vomited and crushed your lungs. I almost lost you there but it was very informative now then shall we begin. When we are done I will give you some food again even some water." He placed the knife at the base of the woman's clearly visible ribs he then began to cut along it paying close attention as the flesh pulled away to reveal her bones. He then slid the knife up the center of her chest then down under one of her breasts. The entire the time the old woman tried to scream only to get out gurgles then pass out from the pain. He sighed and began to peel back the skin cutting anything that still hung on as if he was deboning a fish. Then he could hear and see it her heart beating hard and fast way too fast for an old lady this was why she was having black dots form there at least that is what he thought. He picked up a small hacksaw and began to slowly cut through the ribs he had no other way to get to her heart and figured he could just use metal and super glue to keep them in place when he closed up. He focused hard on this slowly sawing then his eyes caught sight of her lungs also picking up pace then it happened he heart stopped her lungs began to deflate bubbling now. He looked back at his hand the saw had cut into her heart and lung and he had not noticed. He yelled loudly and through the saw against the wall, "Dam it!" He was not upset she died he was upset he had lost her his little experiments had to end in this house. He stood up walking out of the room and down the hall blood dripping from his hands he quickly went to the washroom and cleaned them off. Throwing the soap dish against the wall he worked hard until there was no blood left on them. He then went and grabbed his hoodie putting it on and running down the stairs entering the room he had kept the animals in. He opened the cages not one of them leaving them all to scared of this young boy to leave.

The boy would leave the house slowly he knew the animals could get out of the house he was done with this place it was no longer warm. He walked next door to his house pulling out his key he entered the home and smiled. It was identical to the one next door except filled with photos of his family from times when he was younger and could ignore the black dots, "I am home!" There was no answer and that somehow made him happy he walked into the kitchen the black and white floor and old worn down wooden cabinets showed that his parents did not care for this house that much. He walked to the fridge opening it slowly the only thing in it was water condiments and a box of pizza. The boy left the kitchen and walked to the dated living room the furniture grey and worn and he sat down on the couch turning on the small tv and began to watch the grainy picture of listening to the news lady talk about the increasing disappearance of pets from his area and new now it would be harder to find new ones. He finished his pizza and got up looking to his left he smiled, "Oh father I did not see you there...well I guess I should have known you were there since I put you there."

In the large grey chair was a man in his late 30s his hair shaved off so his brown eyes looked too large for his face. He had no shirt on and across his chest was a large red x covered with stitches. The man's arms were missing from the elbow down on one and just the hand on the left. Both tied off just above the cuts by belts they were not bleeding for the boy had used an electric frying pan to sear them shut. The man was missing both legs above the knee both belted and cauterized; he had used an iron on them wanting to see what was faster. "You know father how I told you about the colored dots I have seen all my life well last night I figured out why your knees had them. You see you joints were wearing out and your bone was scraping against each other it must have hurt some days." The dad could not talk his mouth had been sown shut only enough space for the boy to put a straw into it. "Also Mrs. Gingold next door has just passed away so now I have to decide which of you two takes her place as my first. You guys were lucky I took her a week before you otherwise one of you would be dead now." He looked down, "Oh and I have something for you remember how you said you loved mom's eyes well I got them for you." He picked up a jar floating in them was a pair of dark blue eyes he had suspended them with wire in the liquid so they were always looking at him. The man turned his head away and the boy yelled, "Look at the gift I got you!" He grabbed his dads head and forced him to look at the eyes in the jar, "You know this is the first time in years I have seen their color for the last bit here eyes had been black to me you see she was going blind slowly found that out when she could not see the spoon in my hand as it came from her sides." He tapped the jar, "I am learning a lot from you two like how mom can take more pain then you. Do you think that is cause she gave birth or is she just stronger then you." He walked behind his dad, "Now there is one more black spot on you." He shook his head, "No that can wait I am not ready for more skull removal. Be lucky I still need more practice on animals."

"What are you doing?" a voice yelled at him.

The boy spun around, "Daniel what are you doing here I thought you had to help at the church!"

Daniel walked in, "That is not important what are you doing to your dad?"

The boy walked towards Daniel, "Finding out why I see those spots!"

Daniel took a step back, "that you told me you stopped after I caught you with that dog." He looked to the door, "Where is your mother?"

The smiled, "Upstairs in the bath tub soaking in a formaldehyde alcohol and water mixture she is perfectly fine though we did lose the baby."

The father began to sob with the pain he was in he had forgotten about the child and now that it hit his head he lost all hope. Daniel heard this shocked, "Why would you do this?"

The boy looked up the stairs, "because I need to know."

"We can't let this go on we need to stop this!"

"Why I know much more than I did before I mean sure I lost Mrs. Gingold."

"You killed your neighbor!"

"No I lost her she was doing fine until I tried to fix her heart."

Daniel looked at his friend, "I am going to have to tell somebody."

"No you're not because if you do I will be dragged away and who will take care of you. Remember what happened when I left for a few days I came back and you had your arm broken who went after the guys who did it."

Daniel looked down, "You did."

"When they hear about this they are going to label you more of a freak for being friends with a kid like me and not knowing. I bet the church will kick you out and you will have to go live with some other family and once they find out and they will you will be shuffled again." He put his hand on Daniels shoulder, "You are part of this now."

Daniel shook his head tearing up, "I cannot be."

"You have no choice you are part of it now."

"No I am not I am going to end this!"

"And how do you plan to do that." The boy wanted to see how his friend would do this how this boy who lived by the bible would fight him.

Daniel walked around in front of the chair looking at the boys dad, "Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord" He picked up a knife and with a quick motion as if trained for it he slit the father's throat, "A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of death better than the day of birth." He turned to the boy and walked passed him up the stairs.

The boy following him more curious about what he had discovered hidden in his friend, "You are stronger than I thought."

The stopped in the door way to the bathroom the floor stained in blood the whole place reeking like the science lab at school. He looked into the tub in it was a blonde haired woman her hair shaved off and tossed in a trash can. Her eyes covered by a red cloth her body mostly hidden in red water her mouth was not sown shut instead her lower jaw was gone and her tongue hung out of it the exposed flesh cauterized by a curling iron that was a few feet away. Her arms cut off at the shoulders however they were covered in a sheet of flesh obviously taken from her arms. Her legs were not missing instead they were sown on backwards but they obviously were not working. The woman's head turned to the side as if trying to look and Daniel took a deep breath, "Take comfort in these words, he Lord our God is merciful and forgiving, even though we have rebelled against him, all your sins are forgiven." He slit her throat with the same ease then dropped the knife walking to the sink he then turned his head away seeing the fetus laying in the sink. He lifted the toilet seat and vomited, "We need to get rid of all of this."

The boy smiled picking up the fetus and placing it in the tub with his mother, "And how do we do that?"

"Fire lots of fire."

"I thought you might say that." He reached into the tub and pulled the drain letting the water drain before he plugged it again, "under the sink is a bunch of glass bottles pour them into the tub and then pour them all over the bathroom and make a path down stairs to the kitchen." He left the room and headed down stairs walking to a closet he pulled out a jerry can and began to pour it over his father. It was not an accelerant instead he was using a mixture of chemicals that would create oxygen when heated that would just increase the heat from the flames. He knew better then to use accelerants he would then go out the back door and over to his neighbors the house was empty the animals had left which was a relief to him he never wanted to hurt them only fix them if a few died so he could save others he was okay with it. He began picked up two large jugs and began to pour their contents over the floor then upstairs and onto Mrs. Gingold before waling downstairs and kicking a hole through the two walls glad for the first time in his life the houses were built so cheaply.

Daniel was standing there looking at the boy, "What next?"

The boy grinned and walked into the kitchen taking out a deep pan which he placed on the almond colored stove filling it with two types of oil he walked over to the freezer and pulled out three large steaks. He placed the steaks one on top of the other in the pan and turned on the stove before splashing oil around the stove and a newspaper next to it he had soaked in his special oxidizing chemical. "Now let's go to the church Daniel it will take 30 minutes for my house to start on fire."

"What are we going to tell the priests?"

"We will say you needed help with your homework and I offered to help you do it." He began to walk out of the house once outside he locked the door and began to walk down the street.

Daniel walked beside him not looking back, "for our god is a consuming fire."

The boy turned to him, "What was that?"

Daniel smiled, "Nothing let's just get to the church and start that home work."

It had been four years now since the day Daniel discovered the boy's secret and now both of the lived in the church. The boy had chose it as his new home and lived a life the priest had approved of at least in front of them. The boy had kept up with his personal teachings in private but had not grown much further today both boys were in a small room with a table and four chairs their homework in front of them. They were both focused barely speaking until the door opened up and both boys now 14 turned to see who it was.

Standing in the door was a man dressed in black with a white collar around his neck his hair was white and he had on small gold glasses. He smiled at the two boys, "I have wonderful news for you."

Daniel was dressed in an all black robe much taller than before with a more saddened look upon his face, "what is father David?"

Father David took a step to the side, "You have both been chosen for something amazing."

Standing behind him was a tall white man with black hair he wore an all black two button suit and black shoes, "My name is Gregory Anax I am the recruiter for a special school dedicated to the upbringing of children who wish to serve the lord. We have been watching you Daniel for the last 5 years until you were of age to come to the school. We have also been watching your friend for the last 2 years and we would like to extend an invitation for you both to come study with us in Italy just outside the Vatican."

The boy stood up he no longer had hair there was simply scars now the rest of his face was a jigsaw of them. "You want us to leave our home and come with you to another country what school is it?"

Father David spoke up, "Emperor Augustus seminary school"

Daniel's jaw dropped, "I would love to go."

Gregory smiled, "There is a clause we want both of you to come Daniel, your friend has to agree as wells."

The boy chuckled, "Why would I want to go I like it here."

Gregory looked up at Father David who was about to speak up, "Would you mind giving me some time to talk with them alone I want to make sure they understand everything."

Father David nodded, "If you need me I will be down the hall." He left the room closing the door excited for the two boys as if they were his own sons.

Daniel spoke up, "I am not sure you would want my friend to come with us."

Gregory smirked, "Why because he killed his parents his neighbor a bunch of animals and I believe 5 other people now."

The boy stood up, "How do you know that!"

"Because we have done or research into both of you." Gregory looked to Daniel, "We specialize in children who are gifted like your friend."

The boy sat down, "Oh and how will you handle me."

"Simple we will give you an outlet and teach you how to use your powers to their fullest we will even explain those dots you see." Gregory watched the boy waiting for a reaction.

The boy leaned back in his chair, "What kind of outlet?"

"The only kind you will need you see our school is not just a seminary school it is also a front for a bigger organization to train people." He pulled a phone out of his pocket and set it down in front of the boy letting him see the images it began to cycle through, "That is what you will be helping with."

The boy looked to Daniel, "I could go for this."

"What of my religious studies if I go with you will I still get to work on them?" Daniel was no becoming less sure of this path.

"Of course you are going to be studying them then when you graduate you can come back here and act as a pair of eyes in this community. We will even donate to this church each year you study with us and work for us." Gregory knew exactly how to appeal to these children you see he had a gift as well he could not read minds but the words he spoke always came out as what was perfectly needed. "You will train and study to become the best priest you can."

Daniel looked to the boy who now had a smile and then he nodded, "Okay I will go too."

He looked to the boy, "You will be taking the name Anax from now on with your gift you deserve to have it."

The boy smiled, "Sounds good."

Eight years later Daniel sat in the office of the church looking at the screen on a computer. He had grown up a lot in these past eight years not just in height an knowledge but in muscles and skill also the way he thought he was even a full priest now. He had been back at this church now for two weeks he hit refresh on his computer screen and then saw the head line. Six priests from New York on a private jet die when plane crashes into ocean on the way to the Vatican for the first time. He had set this up he needed to be the head of the church as soon as possible and this was the easiest way. He had the Royals pay for them to go to the Vatican through the school he attended as a gift for raising the brightest and most dedicated student in over 20 years. He picked up his phone and dialed a number, "Hey Anax it is done I am going to be in charge of this place I am going to go through with the plan come back in a few days I may need your help holding a service for them you know as their sons." He heard a knock on his door, "I have to go seems the volunteers have just found out." He hung up the phone and dropped to his knees holding his hands together as if to pray, "Come in."