“About three thousand years ago, we were once the same race, the demons and angels. We were the winged, God’s second hands, God’s messengers, God’s first creation, God’s children. And our wings were not just black and white, they were all sorts of colors. For instance, mine were sky blue, Ben’s wings were sea green, and Balthazar’s were—”
“Ruby red.”
“Yeah, Balth…Anyway, it was one day when one of the winged, one with pale wings, came forth and had an argument with God asking him why some child that was under the winged’s protection had to die. God became mad and threw the winged down to earth. Those who were loyal friends of the winged begged God to bring him back. That was us, and half the population of winged.
“The Lord was then so shocked at how many would defy him that he decided that we would no longer be winged, but demons. God’s bloody, forsaken children. Our wings turned dark and terrible. We were never allowed back home again. Those who were still up above had given up their colored wings for white dove wings, so to be able to tell the difference between the two new races.
“As we spent bloody eternity on earth, we began to hate those who were allowed God’s love. Some of us started to fight with the angels who came down to earth on visits and then we started keeping them down to earth, alive or dead.
“Two thousand and one hundred years ago, there was a war in the sky. We began to fight, and it was thought to be the battle against light and dark…it wasn’t though. It was a fight between brothers, between friends, between comrades of long ago.
“Well, we bloody lost. Only a few of us were left. God actually pitied us, and he gave us another chance.
“He sent forth a messenger. Raphael, the healer, came to us bearing God’s words. A catalyst would appear every five hundred years. If we are able to utilize the catalyst’s power and defeat, but not destroy, the angels, then we would be welcomed home.
“There was a challenge to this. First, by finding the catalyst, only the one who had started all of this, was able to find the catalyst, and even with that, he cannot tell which person, only where that person will be. Second, God had order the angels to try and bloody stop us. The bloody lot was always trying to outwit us, even by killing the catalyst, but we won’t let that happen. Third, we only get a month  to find and wield catalyst’s powers. If we do not succeed or find the catalyst within the first month of every chosen year, the catalyst will be sent back to heaven then reborn in five hundred years.
“So you see, a catalyst had great power deep inside. We have to find it out. Will you help us?”