[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=firebrick]L U C A S   P I L G R I M:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Thursday, May 25[SUP]TH[/SUP] - 11:38 PM | Corner of Third and Jefferson[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]
[INDENT][INDENT]A cat hissed as a dog startled it. The canine walking merrily along the back alleyway, a nondescript breed, the animal was clearly a mutt. It's fur was dark with a face somewhere between a Shepherd and a Husky. It's fur was plentiful and fluffy, bulking up its figure and hinting towards perhaps a Samoyed. But in terms of size, the animal was easily comparable to a Mastiff as it came to a stop just in front of the Officer. A growl rumbled in the dog's throat as a figure came over the fence behind the Officer but it vanished as soon as the dog put together that this figure was the vigilante from the news. 

[B][COLOR=FIREBRICK][I]New Lilith's Angel.[/I][/COLOR][/B]

A conversation occurred between the Angel and the Officer with the Angel departing in a rapid manner, his wings extended as he soared into the sky. A bark of excitement escaped the dog, startling the still nervous Officer who turned around in time to only see a raven taking flight into the night.

The darkly feathered bird soared through the cool night sky as it followed the Angel at a distance. Watching in awe as the winged man dove towards the ground, the bird followed suit, taking perch on a nearby ledge as it watched the Angel quickly dispatch several men assaulting a woman. One of the perpetrators however wasn't like the other two as the Angel blasted him with a shotgun. The man, or creature as the raven quickly realized with widened eyes, simply shrugged off the blow before being hit by a police cruiser. It left an awful mess but the worst part was that limbs were still moving, the Angel had encountered a real life zombie.

The raven cawed, fear and horror shook him to his core and he decided that this had been enough of an adventure for one night. Taking flight, the raven quickly flapped its wings as he made his way back towards the bell tower on St. Hillian's Cathedral. Landing on the ledge, the raven hopped towards a broken shutter before ducking inside.

The small room was empty, save for the bell that never tolled and a pile of clothes. A gasp of a man suddenly echoed in the room, as the weathers and wings fell away to reveal a young man, shivering in the night air as he reached for his clothes. Quickly dressing, Lucas Pilgrim, exited the bell tower, climbing down through the Cathedral, pass the confession chambers and making a beeline for the bike he had left outside. 

Man, did he have a story for his blog tonight.[/INDENT][/INDENT]