(this character was written by Steve Niles, and is from his graphic novel, soon-to-be movie, Aleister Arcane)

It wasn't so much that they didn't want him that hurt Aleister Green. It was that they so thoroughly destroyed him. And it was his hometown that did it to him. It was a sad sight, really. A depressed, old widower, watching re-runs of the same bull-shit the local TV station replaced his show with. Aleister was a forgotten relic, an outdated rumor. He haunted the neighborhood waiting to die. Waiting for it all to be over.

But hey.. at least all the channels were playing horror films. It was Halloween night, after all. It was almost.. tranquil. Peaceful. That is, until, the trick-or-treaters started knocking on the front door.

He growled frustratedly, getting up and opening the door. Go away. There's no treats for you here.