#gregoryreign

Never before in his several years at C.A.R.M.A had Kaden ever been asked to investigate any strange ongoings that could be related to Metahuman activity in a goddamn church before. There’d been multiple complaints tonight of flashing lights, loud noises, even screaming coming from St. James Church in West Stone. The first thing that came to mind was it had to be just a bunch of kids being dicks and getting high in church, cause man, that’s some hardcore shit right there. Honestly, he was going to be so fucking pissed if that’s all it was because dealing with juvenile delinquents was not his fucking job.

The agent pulled up into the church parking lot, already noticing the odd flashing lights inside through the windows as he stepped out of his vehicle. Seconds later, he heard the blood-curdling scream, and the hairs on his neck and arms stood up straight. That definitely did not sound like kids playing with weed and booze––that sounded like straight up murder. He automatically went for his gun, pulling it out and holding it up as he charged for the door. He paused momentarily in front of it, hearing more sounds inside that he couldn’t really distinguish as anything than just noise and screaming. What the fuck was he doing just waiting? Someone could be dying in there. He burst through the front doors, and man, what he saw was something Kaden never would have thought he’d ever see in his lifetime. 

“C.A.R.M.A, everyone put your h––holy shit.”