Enough talk," Peter said, and his eyes flashed. "It's time to turn you three into killers.

Men who fear demons see demons everywhere.

But Peter had seen too much, knew too well that men-kind didn't need an excuse to be cruel and murder one another.

Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little room for magic or the magical creatures of old. Earth’s first children were driven into the shadows by flame and cold iron, by man’s insatiable need of conquest.

But he was sick of this charade. Sick of watching people lose a little more of their humanity each day, and sick to death of seeing people tortured in the name of God. What had happened to these people?

Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others.

For Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.