"Hell Michigan. Such a fitting name." The Shinigami Sammael said to his apprentice. "Is it not?" The look in his eyes was that of joy. He was in a great mood. His new apprentice was doing a good job, he had fulfilled his quota of souls, and his sector would be good for a month. Nothing could put him down. He was on top of the world. "It is very fitting, master." His apprentice said in a shy, yet authoritative voice. It was very contradictory, but she was no ordinary girl. She would soon be a Shinigami. But for now, she was a human that served Sammael. "Umm, sorry master, but there's a guest at the door who persist that you let him have your audience. He said his name is Selaphiel." "Let him in immediately darling. I've been expecting him." He said, sending her off with a wave of her hand. He had feigned disinterest on the matter of the guest. But in reality, he was worried. He didn't know why a priest would come knocking on deaths door. The church considered Shinigami to be heathens and an anathema. The only reason why they didn't hunt Shinigami down was for the fact that they helped deliver souls. Even if it was for heaven and hell. Mina, the apprentice, walked in, the priest following not far behind. He could tell selaphiel did not like Mina. She was still human, but he deemed it wrong to walk the path of a Shinigami. Of course, priest were close minded and persecute the unknown. "You may leave my dear." The Shinigami said, dismissing Mina. Once she left, Sammael gestured for the priest to sit down. "Selaphiel. So nice to see a member of the church. If I'm not mistaken, your named after one of the seven arch angels." "Enough with the niceties Sammael. You know why I'm here." The priest said, interrupting Sammael. As if the priest said nothing, Sammael continued his thought. "You know, I've met selaphiel. He's the angel of prayer. He's actually one of the tougher angels. His strength truly comes from God." As Sammael rambled on about his experiences, the priest sighed impatiently. He was very agitated, as it was plain on his face. Sammael sighed. He knew the priest would come eventually. "Mina shows great potential to become a Shinigami. I'm not willing to hand her over to the church. And I'm not negotiating on the matter. Now, if that is all you have come here for, I have nothing else for you." Being the stubborn priest he was, selaphiel stood up, defiant of the answer. "If she continues on this path she will become damned in the eyes of God and will burn in hell. As will you. Please save her soul. Think about." Then the priest stormed out. Sammael did not care what he said. But he did feel as if something was wrong. As if his world will be turned upside down. Instead of just giving into intuition, he shrugged it off.