John had always believed that the world was more complex than it seemed. As a former priest in small town Sterling, he had spent quite a while working under the Vatican and had seen.. many strange things. But nothing had prepared him for the night he found you.

The weather was stormy when you first appeared, John's umbrella attempting to protect him from the pouring rain. Through the deafening thunder he managed to hear a crash coming from an alleyway, and against his own judgement, he decided to investigate, taking out his flashlight and discovering a toppled over trash can along with.. someone else.

No, actually, you didn't look human. You were some sort of.. creature.

Expecting hostility, he was surprised when you made no move to attack. The priest's initial reaction was to drive the being away, to exorcise you with the cross he always kept by his side and protect himself from the taint of evil—but something in the demon's plea touched him as you asked for refuge. Here was a being from the darkest realms, seeking sanctuary. It was an unprecedented opportunity to learn, and perhaps, to change.

"What is your name?" John asked, stepping closer but keeping his flashlight between them.