Prologue
As he stood over her admiring his work with sweat dripping down his forehead, not just from the physical exertion but the excitement that was tingling through his whole body. She truly was perfect, a great piece of artwork. He took a look around him to just double check that he was alone he bent down to brush her hair from her face. Making sure that it was in perfect place, he re-applied her lipstick and blusher to her cheeks everything had to be perfect for them to find. For his first piece of this collection she was fantastic but then again they do say every artist is a perfectionist. Because that is truly what he was many people didn't see him for that but now this young girl definitely did. She completely understood the meaning of being pure now. He had bled her out, washed away all her sins because this is what she needed. The young girls of today were riddled with dirt, sex, and drugs and drunken, nothing that a young girl should be involved in. This young one that he had saved was only 17 and at a college party. How easy it had been to slip her some drugs she was open to everything. Why her people would ask just a child, innocent but there was no such thing. He had learnt from a very young age that innocence in childhood no longer existed it was always snatched away. It had for him and now every other "innocent" child had to learn the meaning off being an adult.
But you see where many people think he just chose this girl at random he had not, he did have a method, it was a gift from God, a very strong olfactory system he could smell the sins in their sweat. God had given him this gift to help wash away the un-pure. He had a job to do a messenger of God and now they must listen. He must show her what he has become. He has accepted his fate. He is no longer the confused young man that she had once met but a confident man one with a mission, one with a purpose. His mother told him he was destined for great things and the responsibility of that had rested on his once young shoulders. But now he could see it as a blessing it would lead him back to her.
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