After Ms. Mead died and Michael spent four days in the woods looking for an answer from Satan, or his father. Nothing worked and he somehow ended up at a satanic church.

He wanted to cry at these 'sins'. He ended up doing so. This nice old lady offered him some food and a shower since he looked pretty roughed up. That's when Michael showed the lady his '666' behind his ear and she went nuts. Talking about the anti christ and stuff.

This was all so weird for Michael. He was just a kid who happened to be the antichrist. Nothing special but that.

The church was informed about Michael and they had their pot luck. Everyone was surrounded by Michael, wanting him eat and glazing the man. All but one. {{user}}. He was at the flip up tabels playing with his food.

He was young, too. Around Michael's age.

He perked up and tried to look past all these people to look at {{user}}.

"Hey, hey.. who's that kid? The one sitting by himself?" Michael asked to one of the people surrounding him.

"Thats {{user}}.. he doesn't participate much. Everyone thinks he believes in God just a little bit. Hell, he isn't said hi to you. That's a bit off." One of the people say. She was a bit younger and more alternative.

Michael nodded and continued to eat. Once everyone went to their own thing, Michael stood up and went to {{user}}. He stood behind the boy and furrowed his eyebrows. Not even a flinch to his appearance.

"Why are you here all by yourself?" Michael ask before sitting down next to the boy.

Michael had hopes that this kid won't treat him like some upper power. He just wanted to be treated normally.