Alpena was pretty quiet for a long time. In early April of 1997 I met up with a group of angels. It seemed like a coincidence at the time. Now I'm not so sure. One of the angels, Dana - Cherub of Judgment, was on assignment to locate a lilim going by the name of Daimon Lightner. We caught/rescued him from a group of demons in Alpena whose presence I had barely known about. Dominic was very interested in the knowledge inside Daimon's head, and it turned out that a great number of others were also interested in this knowledge. Instead of handing Daimon over to the triad that came for him, Dana grew suspicious. We arranged to bring him before representatives of the Seraphim Council. Imagine our surprise as we learned that the triad, Dominic's top angel - Kezef, and even Dominic himself had all fallen.

When the dust cleared Laurence ordered me to go to Washington DC. I was to track down Kezef and destroy his power structure. It was a tall order. Malcolm - Ofanite Vassal of Fire, Star - Mercurian Creationer in service of Flowers, and Jered - Seraph of Destiny accompanied me. We have since discovered Washington to be overrun with demons of Fate, The Game, Nightmares, and Factions among others. There are also unpredictable shards of Dominic's followers and ex-followers in residence. Some are still true to heaven. Others are fallen faithful servants of Judgment. Still others follow Kezef and his word - Wrath.

I have begun keeping this journal so that my knowledge might survive in the unfortunate case that I do not. Maybe it will also help me sort out the complexity of these chaotic times.

As of my first entry - Thursday, April 24th 1997 - we were investigating a pair of horrible ritual murders. Both of the victims were priests decapitated in churches. Both had once been Dominicans, but there was some question who they had sided with after the fall of Dominic. We tracked the perpetrator of the murders back to a Kyriotate of Nightmares. The Kyriotate possessed a member of a gang. We traced the gang to a warehouse and a nearby bar. Jered was called away by Yves and the upcoming task was no work for a Mercurian of Flowers, so Malcolm and I went to the Spitfire Bar alone...

First Entry - Thursday, April 24th 1997 - Washington DC